Emil Asdurian: Krieg

A madness cry for war! Pain’s screech of previous

deaths bringing into the doomsday of the present,

the same that will reverberate on bloody walls and

fields of massacres! How come, it coexist with love,

in the same body, in the same soul, mind?

A struggle yet, not the opposite of good, and not

an annihilation as it is presumed, as it never manages

to survive as man’s short temper and anger!

The gravity force of death’s black hole, that interrupts

life’s self-sequence from the otherness to itself and

vice versa, but still in the most ashing event there is

a synthesis, an encompassing gathering even of the

most simple elements, thus never with a definitive

border! Merged in genes and culture, Damocles’s still

there above their heads…

 

It is not a failed social reconciliation, between the real

and abstract, neither dialectic’s appeasement for a lack

of anti-negative force of good, a lost hope’s delay, nor

the persistent of evil in the imbalanced equality, the ever

forgotten detachment betrayal of Mother nature, a gone-

wrong piecemealing of facts beyond a normal limit of

discovery, as curiosity becomes an exploding rage, and

when the imaginary obscures the symbols structural

causality, what guides our logic paths, instead, a blast

of overdetermination, a failed protection toward a reality

that acts upon us unfairly, and rather being aware to

acknowledge its-own, plucks away its limbs and reason.

 

War, is a curse, caused by our worst enemy, “the fear

of death”, which becomes intolerable when we forget

the importance of otherness, where life itself resides!

EA 7/7/23 from the book “of Time and Beings” all copyrights are protected!