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“When I wanna pen something extremely personal, without actually revealing anything, I just write it in spanish or turkish. If you wanna study the mountain, study the mainstream work - but if you wanna learn about the person, study the turkish and spanish portion of my work. That's why most of the titles of my works are in turkish or spanish - because I can't write a single word unless I feel the title boiling in my blood - and although English is unofficially the first language of earth, because of its savage imperialist history, it is neither the profoundest nor the most beautiful language on earth. Does that mean, we should wipe out english from the world altogether? Of course not - that would be yet another boneheaded exercise in bigotry and intolerance. Instead, what's really needed is a genuine humane intention to create a truly magnificent multilingual society - towards a multicultural world. Learn to look beyond the puny confines of one petty language, because the world is too grand to be wasted in the gutter of one language and one culture. Every culture is my culture, every country is mine - defiant descendants of divided ancestors, hand in hand we shall fly.”

“My favorite language in the world is Turkish, Because its culture electrifies my scars. My favorite language in the East is Telugu, Because its music emboldens my nerves. My favorite language in the West is Spanish, Because it teaches me the worth of freedom. Favorite ancient tongues are Arabic 'n Sanskrit, For one embodies peace, another assimilation.”

“World Integration Day (9th October Sonnet) When I am gone, Celebrate not October 9th, as the day Naskar was born. Celebrate it if you so desire, as the World Day of Integration. Tie a bracelet of assimilation, amongst buddies across culture. Pledge to have each other's back, even if deemed tradition's traitor. Mark you, one day is not enough, to live as an integration advocate. But the journey of a million miles, must begin with one bold step. Live each day of your life, as proof of love and oneness. Cause inclusion defying prejudice, You are the cure for divisiveness.”

“When I am gone, Celebrate not October 9th, as the day Naskar was born. Celebrate it if you so desire, as the World Day of Integration. Tie a bracelet of assimilation, amongst buddies across culture. Pledge to have each other's back, even if deemed tradition's traitor.”

“New York was like the internet before the internet. A densely populated, hectic, ever-evolving place that’s always on, that you extract yourself from in order to rest, to catch your breath, and will be there in full force when you’re ready for it again. The city that never sleeps. Interconnected in a grand plexus by a series of subnetworks and subsystems. Shiny parts and seedy parts. Covered in ads, understated and overstated. Multicultural. Everybody’s here, every language is spoken. The anonymous mistaken for the rude: people here get away with saying how they feel, speaking their truths.”

“Antiseptic Human (Sonnet 2299) Some faces, some names, some ideas, instantly ruin a bigot's day. I'm flattered, that the very thought of me stings like antiseptic on fanatic skin. I'm flattered to belong to a race, that causes heartburn to the heartless. I'm flattered to belong to a religion, that causes brain-damage to the brainless. What is my race, you ask - what is my religion! That is indeed a fair question, yet palpable, the answer is not! A race rooted in rights not ritual, I belong to the Race called Human. A faith centered on people not doctrine, I belong to the Order of Integration.”

“Homing Pigeon (Sonnet 2311) I'm a homing pigeon, and I'm homing in on integration - and since there is no such thing, I'm building my homeworld person by person. I'll never force you to be inclusive, if you do harm, I'll restrain you, but I'll never resort to weapons - moreover, I'll never kill for inclusion, I'll simply beg, on my knees, I'll beg till I drop dead - because I have nothing to lose, no reputation, no image, no class - either love outlasts hate or extinction outruns evolution.”

“Naskargen (Sonnet 3000) It all started with a promise - Liberty is my religion, Humans are my God; what took to paper as a penniless dream, ignited the planet with culture of integration. Journey of civilization begins with one person rejecting an outdated tradition, evolution of apes to human begins with one person disposing of their flag in a museum. Divinity of the past was based in sky-fiction, divinity of the present must be rooted in life; science of the robots revolves around metal, science of the humans must center around mind. Faith fixated on no prophecy, no propaganda, I entrust my promise upon you, my promise, my rebellion, my madness - if there is not a single Naskar in sight, be the Naskar of your generation.”

“Race theorists, who are as old as imperialism itself, want to achieve racial purity in peoples whose interbreeding, as a result of the expansion of world economy, is so far advanced that racial purity can have meaning only to a numbskull.”

“Azad Earth Army (The Sonnet) From river to the sea, Al Shams to Alpha Centauri, I'll radicalize each child into a volcanic veteran of inclusivity. Palestine, Kashmir, America, every territory will be humanized, without resorting to canon calls, for my soldiers are walking dynamite! Give me a speck of spinal nerve, I'll weave awaken bulldozing thunder! My patriots are keeper of the world, not stately pawn of terror and blunder. Awake, arise, adopt the world, let no monkey nationalize your humanity. Final call to a free* world, you, o bravehearts, are my *Azad Earth Army!”

“Stateless Sonnet Some dreams are too big for a town, Some dreams are too big for a city. My dream was too big for one country, So I stood up and engulfed humanity. I am too alive to be bound by ideology, I am too human to be bound by border. Too civilized to pledge flagly allegiance, I am the ultimate geopolitical defector. In poetry I am sufi, In philosophy I am advaitin. In duty I am scientist, In existence I am human. I am a civilized human being, I don't exist to impress governments. I'm a being with heart, brain 'n backbone, I'm the stateless force of world upliftment.”

“Pierre Eliot Trudeau's gift of an official policy of multiculturalism appeared in our midst in a period of rapid influx of third world immigrants into Canada, as well as in a moment of growing intensity of the old English-French rivalry....In this context the proclamation of multiculturalism could be seen as a diffusing or muting device for francophone national aspirations, as much as a way of coping with the non-European immigrants' arrival. It also sidelined the claims of Canada's aboriginal population, which had displayed a propensity toward armed struggles for land claims, as exemplified by the American Indian Movement (AIM). The reduction of these groups' demands into cultural demands was obviously helpful to the nationhood of Canada with its hegemonic anglo-Canadian national culture....It is not an accident that Bissoondath, who confuses between antiracism and multiculturalism, should fall for a political discourse of assimilation which keeps the so-called immigrants in place through a constantly deferred promise....As the focus shifts from processes of exclusion and marginalization to ethnic identities and their lack of adaptiveness, it is forgotten that these officially multicultural ethnicities, so embraced or rejected, are themselves the constructs of colonial - orientalist and racist - discourses.”

“Canadian official multiculturalism has developed through the 1970s and '80s, and has become in the '90s a major part of Canadian political discourse in Canada rather than in the United States, which is also a multi-ethnic country, may be due to the lack of an assimilationist discourse so pervasive in the U.S. The melting pot thesis has not been popular in Canada, where the notion of a social and cultural mosaic has had a greater influence among liberal critics. This mosaic approach has not been compensated with an integrative politics of antiracism or of class struggle which is sensitive to the racialization involved in Canadian class formation. The organized labour movement in Canada has repeatedly displayed anti-immigrant sentiments. For any inspiration for an antiracist theorization and practice of class struggle Canadians have looked to the United States or the Caribbean.”

“I'm a brother to every believer and nonbeliever alike. I'm the bridge that unites the shores, I'm the bulldozer that obliterates divide.”

“Globalisation and localisation are not antithetical but rather correlated processes: evolution of the concept of territoriality and the risk of levelling and sameness (of values, culture and so forth) make it necessary to reconsider and valorise local belonging and diversity.”

“The liberal Left will the ends but not the means, and that’s simply pathetic. The Left will win when it is extremely illiberal, when it no longer takes any shit, and doesn’t spend all of its time bending over backwards so as not to offend anyone. The only people who change the world are extremists and radicals, not liberals and “multiculturalists” who always want to be liked. The people who make a difference are those who know they are going to be actively disliked.”

“Naskar works in mysterious ways (Sonnet 2821) Naskar is not linear, Naskar is not binary, remember that, before you start analyzing Naskar with your two little backwater, linear, binary brain cells. I roam across dimensions, across disciplines, across cultures, languages, and timelines, across entire spectrums of electrochemical experiences, of which the tribally paralyzed carbon based, mammalian, biped lifeform can only register a sliver. I'm a life containing a moment, I'm a moment containing a lifetime. I'm a mind containing a message, I'm the message containing a mind.”

“Naskar is not linear, Naskar is not binary, remember that, before you start analyzing Naskar with your two little backwater, linear, binary brain cells. I roam across dimensions, across disciplines, across cultures, languages, and timelines, across entire spectrums of electrochemical experiences, of which the tribally paralyzed carbon based, mammalian, biped lifeform can only register a sliver.”

“Progressive thought is blind when it suggests that there can be no anti-white racism or an anti-semitism among the formerly oppressed or the young people in the projects because they themselves have suffered from this evil. They are the victims; they are exempt from the prejudices that affect the majority of the population. But the reverse is true: racism is multiplying at exponential rates among groups and communities, taboos are collapsing, and everything is explained in terms of physical characteristics, identity, purity, and difference. and this is a racism that is all the more certain that it is right because it is regarded as a legitimate reaction on the part of the persecuted. now we see the obsession with the pedigree and the old distinctions derived from slavery being revived, and prejudices accumulating in the name of racism. This is the end of the concept of humanity as union in diversity and the triumph of human species incompatible with each other.”

“Multiculturalism denies historical and scientific evidence that people differ in important biological and cultural ways that makes their assimilation into host countries problematic. It is also extreme in the viciousness with which it attacks those who differ on this issue. These attacks are accompanied by a very generalized and one-sided denigration of Western traditions and Western accomplishments, and claims that a collective guilt should be assumed by all Europeans (whites) for the sins of their forebears. In the semireligious formulation of this view, expiation of these sins can only come through an absolute benevolence toward the poor of the world whose suffering is claimed to be the result of the white race and its depredations. In practical terms this can only be accomplished through aid to Third World peoples and generous immigration policies that allow large numbers of people to escape the poverty of the Third World.”

“Call me misafir, call me göçmen, This heart of mine is always migrant. Şan ve şöhrete ben muhtaç değilim, Benim derdim dünya, dünya dermanım. Call me gypsy, or call me refugee, This heart of mine is always migrant. I've got no use for silicon or gold, World is my bane, world, my ointment. So many tongues, as many names - Some call agua, some call pani. Conquer the tongue, spirit is the same - Some dub it divine, I live as humanity.”

“America has always prided itself on its multiculturalism and its multireligious communities, just as Lebanon prided itself on its multicultural, open-minded, and multireligious society. Today America’s lack of sufficient immigration and border control, like Lebanon’s, is allowing terrorists and other hostile individuals to come into our country at will. People who want to hurt us are mixed in with other Muslims who have no intention of becoming a part of our nation but are actually working to make America a part of their radical Islamic agenda. Muslims have become a sensitive issue in our American society, with demands and expectations, and a group to watch out for and be careful with. There are barely 6 million Muslims in America today out of a total U.S. population of 300 million, yet their presence has been seen and felt throughout every state in America. Stories of Islamic terrorist cells, Islamic charities linked to funding terrorism, Islamic mosques, and Muslims demanding more rights and acknowledgment are beginning to dominate the news. Islamic communities are harboring terrorist cells within. Their mosques are teaching hate against infidels both Christian and Jewish.”

“Page 229: The great modern fact is the huge standing army that is a severe custodian of the law, is obedient to the orders of a civil authority and has very little political influence, exercising indirectly at best such influence as it has. Virtually invariable as that situation is in countries of European civilization, it represents a most fortunate exception, if it is not absolutely without parallel, in human history. Only a habit of a few generations standing, along with ignorance or forgetfulness of the past, can make such a situation seem normal to those of us who have lived at the end of the nineteenth and the beginning of the twentieth century, and so find it strange when we chance upon exceptions.”

“By The Time I'm Finished (Sonnet 2601) Belief matters less where people matter more. Time matters less when life matters more. Scientific truth changes with data, spiritual truth changes with era, cultural truth changes with civilization, but to unite, empathize, love and lift across fractures, is the one absolute virtue. By the time I'm finished with science, science would be more service centered than religion. By the time I'm finished with religion, religion would be more allergic to superstition and prejudice than science.”

“The Earthistana Anthem (Sonnet 2570-2574) I was born without lineage, without a holy claim - no prophet in my pocket, no empire to my name. But I rose from the ruins of the borders they drew, and I learned from the ashes what a human can do. The world was carved with lies, with flags of hate and fear - but the pulse of integration kept pulling me near. So I wrote my own scripture with the ink of equality - no one is a stranger, one people are we. Raise your heart like a banner, tear the hatred apart - every life is revolution, every breath is an art. Pilgrims of the heart, children of no throne - the world is our home, the duty is my own. No God above the human, no border in the mind - tolerance is our anthem, we are the humankind. I've seen temples feed on fear, graves labeled as pride - I've seen nations crowned with glory, yet cruelty inside. But I've also seen a stranger share their only bread, and in that tiny gesture, every scripture was said. We are the dawn that we seek, let the dread of dark retire - we are the rebels of empathy, our ammunition nerve fiber. Let the world's wounded pages be rewritten by you - with the ink of courage, with the rainbow of truth. Let us lift the fallen, heal the fractures of fate - every act of kindness, makes tyranny evaporate. From monastery bells to the muezzin's call, from the wailing walls to the city hall, when our voices combine, the soil becomes sacred - the only holy nation is the one without hatred. Pilgrim of the heart, oneness in our vein - love is the revolution, Human is the name. Shortcircuit the convention, surpass all claim to fame - let us enhance, not reduce each other, so the world becomes humane.”