Friday, September 30, 2011

Hacktivism







[after reading Jillian C. York's Opinion "Hacktivism for Syria" and "Syria's electronic army" on the English Aljazeera web page]




"As living beings spending that much time on the line and entangled in the web, 
how could we love and live without taking protest with us?"
myself on fb





And then you realize
you are not alone
but with the many
who as you
far in your room
in front of blue-screens
despair
are not alone
cause those anonymous
have typed
your mind and heart
You catch yourself reading 
half open-mouthed full





"To the Syrian people: The world stands with you against the brutal regime of Bashar al-Assad. Know that time and history are on your side - tyrants use violence because they have nothing else, and the more violent they are, the more fragile they become. We salute your determination to be non-violent in the face of the regime's brutality, and admire your willingness to pursue justice, not mere revenge. All tyrants will fall, and thanks to your bravery Bashar Al-Assad is next.


To the Syrian military: You are responsible for protecting the Syrian people, and anyone who orders you to kill women, children, and the elderly deserves to be tried for treason. No outside enemy could do as much damage to Syria as Bashar Al-Assad has done. Defend your country - rise up against the regime! - Anonymous." [video]



And you watch and
you read a second
time cause you can't
believe
that your thoughts
I salute your determination to be non-violent
have found ways
into the opening
All tirants will fall
and reflect
back to yourself
from your far close screen
and suddenly you feel Yes! 
everything's gonna be alright
have no more doubt





(c) Daniel Graziadei (btw 4 all photos @ "It's Time 4 dAn";)

Monday, September 05, 2011

Mare e monti: Between Mühltal & Istanbul













In the meantime the dinosaur has found the wide awoken eye of the narrator and tries to hunt it down.



Finally, as we start watching, he traps it on the seaside. The mountainous beach turns red.



Side by side they weep until darkness collapses around the last real blink of sunlight.... ight... ght... t... .





Under bridges over calmed waters
between continents and seaways



we eat the fruits of the wet
and yes we are
thankful greatful
and soon also bellyful


A blessing it is to be here
A blessing it is to fly here
A great lesson it is to be



The sun agrees and sends some
beams and wind with it
illuminating the house of death
showing peace and patience



Every little thing is changing
and yes we are with it
in it
for and in
so many dimensions



ever changing ever grinning ever spinning
in this wheel of foreign fortunes



wheeling with the gulls
in between somewhere nowhere everywhere
always deciding if the sun should rise
or if the clouds in tides
should crisscross the sky



with bridges and calmed waters
underneath



& when imagination strands
in a shipwreck













without island



it is seaweed
or a fleeting sandbank
that will do
water games
write funny names
into currents
and water jets













every drop
rhythm
information
and {the possibility of} a
rainbow
...

Even the smallest
and most meaningless
matter
is light



image and part of the whole
written down



to go up





 SouthTyrol / Istanbul summer 2011