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WELCOME TO MYSELF TO MY TEAM...!!!

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Submitted by kyranlucien on Sat, 02/20/2010 at 5:18pm.

I AM SO HAPPY TO BE HERE IN MY TEAM,

I want to give me a very warm welcome,

I know i will enjoy myself here like crazy

and also will struggle for understanding,

because that is what is all about,

be happy like a dumb dwarf

which I am,

but cry like a soul in Dante's inferno afterwards,

happiness just happens one second in time,

is something that occurs like a dashing glimpse,

then crying's our lot,

because we are all and the same,

we are the biblical job,

and jonah in the guts of the whale,

we are a satellite of god

or a satellite of hell, but then again,

we are alone because neither is real, none of them

have ever been real, is just a bunch of dreams,

and we have to live alone, for good or for bad,

since the day we were born till the day we die,

we born and die alone,

and that is the first vexation of all.

This group is also to make a deep analisis

of the human condition,

the human tortured soul

as projected in this wonderful

band conceptions.

This group could have been called

Emile Cioran or Fredrick Nietzche

or Fiodor Dostoievsky or Ryunosuke Akutagawa,

Bertrand Russell or Saint Augustine, Mozart

Edgar Allan Poe, Nazim Hikmet or Cormac McCarthy for all we care,

because all of them have asked the same basic

questions before, one of the most extant being:

Why does evil and death and life in life

exist...? and what is our mission on earth,

why are we here....?

life is always the same just with different

approaches to same feelings: Being lost, full of longins

but always on the road, always in search of happiness

that cannot under any circumstance, ever come to be truth

The world we're living in is nurtured by

pain, anger, deception, rejection, dejection, abomination,

and populated by people with hopes and dreams

that somehow have always to finally come to terms

with the realization that no matter how hard humanity

tries, we will be always surrounded by sorrow and frustation

and we have to deal with it and learn to

walk through our lives accepting the facts

of life just as they are.

but always in overpowering awe of something

bigger than all of us together :

The life we share.....

LASCIATE OGNI SPERANZA, VOI CHE ENTRATE....

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EN LA SOMBRA DEL AGUA......

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Submitted by kyranlucien on Sat, 02/20/2010 at 3:30pm.

As some of my friends know, i am lucky to be on a leave of absence from work and I decided to come to Mexico, I place i love, after Puerto Vallarta I came to Guadalajara, and I am liking it so much, that I might stay here for a bit...Yesterday night i finally met Alejandro Filio, I heard some of his wondeful songs again and have the enormous luck of talking to him. The Story of Alejandro Filio's artistic career is that one that many talented creators share around the world, a very good artist that have to live without ever achievieng the recognition he deserves just because he is inspired for good art manifestations and nobody cares for that, as we discussed, he could have been big in public favor if only he had decided to go for commercial stuff. Instead, he prefers books and poetry, he hates catchy tunes like those we hear in the radio and that honestly, I think, are only for lesser tastes, for people who couldn't learn a god damned good thing in life even if they try, like reading a book or enjoying a poem, people who sits and watch tv and laugh at very bad jokes, because they cant concentrate their attention in something a little deeper, is out of reach for them...like tv is for me. people is different, i know, but millions over millions of people with this lesser taste makes me think we the few can enjoy being free, as I couldn't be in a crowd of millions in any sense, I hate crowds, and i dislike being one of the millions, i have always prefered individualism over society, and I love people, i relly do, only think is i loved them when they are far away so i can enjoy thinking, in a crowd somebody says something and a chorus of dumb voices follow, i don't think that's what Filio likes, I'm sure i don't want to be around whenever happens...

Alejandro Filio was born in Guadalajara, Mexico in 1960, he is a poet and musician....during the 80's and 90's created polemic debates in local festivals due to decision of judges to award always people with commercial interests but with very poor performances and creativity.

Pedro Aznar was born in Argentina in 1959, and became very famous around the world due mostly to be a founding member , with international artist Charlie Garcia of the landmark rock band Seru Giran where he was vocalist and bass player, he worked afterwards in solo projects and collaborations with international performers before moving to USA to produce records and later be part of one of the best jazz acts in the world, The Pat Metheny Group, where he was vocalist and bass player. The Pedro Aznar era of Pat Metheny recordings is one of my favorite points in Pat metheny's career. Pedra Aznar fretless bass playing draws a lot of influence from Jaco Pastorius.

Jaime Sabines, a well loved and recognized Mexican poet whose poem LOS AMOROSOS enjoy worlwide recognition was born in Chiapas, in the south of the country in a land swarming with conflicts, separation ideals, and riped off by the mexican political class who would kill the legal owners of the land for centuries to own one the richest areas in the country, the mexican writer... ( my head is strong candidate for parkinson's disease, i cant remember now her name, but i have read her, i will remember later) already dead describes very well this corruption in her work, one of the recent mexican presidential candidates, arturo madrazo's family, had been guilty for centuries of this kind of crimes, i am glad he never made it to the presidency of that country, because what he basically is , is just another latin american assasin like pinochet or castro...Sabines was very decent poet, not the best in mexico where on the other hand there are not many good poets, sorry, but this is only my appreciation, be he was one of the good ones.

Nicoletta Tomas Caravia (1963): an awesome spanish painter winner of the 2000 international art contest.

LAMIA...A dream by Kyran

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Submitted by kyranlucien on Thu, 02/18/2010 at 2:27pm.

lamia

That dream has come again, She always does,

She tries to deceive me, to lull me into thinking

i dont know Who i'm dealing with

but i know Her very well

i know She will use any disguise to make me believe

i am at a loss, but Her's machinations are quixotic,

or maybe, She wants me to know I am awarded

with Her attention and also, She wants to prove

that a Lamia is indestructible.

I am in my early forties,

but She started visiting me many years ago

when I was only a high school boy

growing excited with the possibilities of love

glancing with curiosity the beauty of

my school girlfriends, going to bed at night

thinking in the rose i will give to

the girl of my dreams the next day,

and the soft, tender kiss she will give me

as a reward....

But Lamia, from whom i have only heard

in my grandmother's awesome, scary, sad,

full of longing and loneliness tales, which i would

beg her to tell me over and over again,

began to be ever present in my dreams,

Lamia grab ahold of my arm one night,

and took posession of my mind, She started visiting me

many eventides , in the form of lurid dreams

filled with horror, nightmares of death

closer by the minute,

which theme it seems always the same

with little variations.

A place high in the sky,

that seems perfect, altogether out of reach,

a place that after so much of my struggle and effort

in which I lay down half my life, I am able to conquer.

atop of this very, incredibly high place that I fear,

I find my only prize to be Lamia

filled with a violent horror, seized by an unexplicable

combination of madness, real panic, remorse and delusions,

(the things i have seen in these dreams...

not easy to describe....! )

I try to make my way back, to get back earth

where i belong, but to my bewilderment,

i find there's no way in my dream

i can make my way back down

first, I am terrified of high places,

second, the road I used to climb up

it's not to be found anymore

I know i can't stay here, I know

i couldn't survive one minute loving

the Lamia, so my next, logical step

is to jump out into the void and nothingness,

so i understand I am dead.....

It is always the same theme,

with different settings,

the top of a skyscraper on fire,

the top of huge tree,

the top of a mountain,

the top of the world,

it doesn't make difference,

the end is always the same,

the Lamia is there,

and I am, more or less,

one jump ahead of leaving

the life that i have always loved,

with the things and girls and people

i have loved, and for one last instant

I try to recognize what I did wrong,

and why I am tortured like this,

and I can't find an answer,

religion is not in my vocabulary,

so i don't pray,

but more or less,

I am almost dead....

lamia

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by kyranlucien - 26 days ago
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The Lamia in greek folklore, as shown in many of the greek myths in which she appears, is a corpse that rises at night to drink the blood of the living, when i was in school, studying ethymologies and greek myths, there was nothing so powerful in my imagination like the character of the Lamia, and it also made me shiver to remember again those old tales my grandmother use to tell me at night upon my unfatigable request, i was so in love with spirits and mythical creatures stories that i always dreamed to become an artist who could use this images in his works, like writings or filming or painting or putting music to myths like this, i guess i have always been influenced by this extraordinary creatures born of the minds of dreamy people like me....

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One of my latest dreams

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One of my latest dreams

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Submitted by kyranlucien on Sun, 08/30/2009 at 5:17pm.

Venice.....the city is at the height of its power.....

I am living in a rundown shack, a hovel in a shanty hood, in the outskirts of the beutiful, dreamy, anemic city....

I am destitute, almost a beggar, i barely have anything to survive with or for...and i sleep in a hay mound, near the ground. the city is hot, the summer is burning my bones but i feel secure because i have a refuge of my own....

I am afraid of the world, i really believe everyone hates me for some reason i cant totally understand, but as much as i can, i keep myself from going outside and the padlocks always at the doors...

There's a strange woman always knocking at my door, always asking to be let in, and whenever she shows up, i have the presentiment that something really bad is gonna happen, so i keep saying no, and holding the doors so she can't get in and ruin my world....

But one night a frighten storm gets my house afloat, everything is gone, i dont have a bed anymore and the doors are broken, adrift in a powerful current running to the canal....

i'm lost, then suddenly she appears and take me by the hands and i know my death is close, my buddy sucumbs to fever and panick attack blurred my vision, my hd, but not my eyes, see a web of cogwheels turning and cracking my brain.....i cant breath, i'm genuinely scared.....

swell season, i think, trying to pull myself away......i'm dying....

Dante's Poetical Form

Dante's Poetical Form....

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Submitted by kyranlucien on Tue, 08/11/2009 at 4:53pm.

Noahman: yes! thanks bro- your group is very cool, wierd and good :)

Noahman: thanks for inviting me

kyranlucien: your welcome buddy, thanks for joining.....

kyranlucien: hey Noahman, how are you budd.../ so you like frost poetry..?

Noahman: yes......i had a game titled "miles to go before we sleep" i thought that was why you challenged me first :) so i named it "frost fans"

Noahman: i saw "nothing gold can stay" on your profile :)

kyranlucien: i didn't know you like frost, until i you name the game frost fans, i thought you joined my team cause of our cosmik debris team, i posted couple of frost poems there before

Noahman: nice ! :) i like poetry- fav is Dante probibly

kyranlucien: wow, yes, Dante is huge, but i found the english translation really out of proportion, since he wrote in Terza Rima which is poetic form called as well tercetos, english language is not the best language to reflect the classic rhyme, something similar

kyranlucien: happened to the greek classics, I have read very few quality translations of Dante, none in english, mostly in spanish which is similar to italian...some just do prose in the translation which is a way of reading it but loosing half the beauty

kyranlucien: the best bet is to read in the original italian....but is just an idea, now, you gave me a wonderful topic here, probably i will do a blog about it in my home page...Thanks...!

I will try now, just for fun, give to myself some ideas on Dante's poetical form and the cultural influences he was taking when he wrote his inmortal poem.....

Dante's Inferno

http://www.settemuse.it/divina_commedia/inferno_immagini/dante_alighieri_ritratto_01x.jpg

Inferno Gallery

THIS is the way Dante imagined his Inferno. At the bottom of a dark wood, through a gate he starts his descent walking down 9 circles, each of which imprisons a different type of sinners, according to Dante's personal point of view, from bad to really rotten sinners....

Terza rima is a three-line stanza using chain rhyme in the pattern A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C, D-E-D. There is no limit to the number of lines, but poems or sections of poems written in terza rima end with either a single line or couplet repeating the rhyme of the middle line of the final tercet. The two possible endings for the example above are d-e-d, e or d-e-d, e-e. There is no set rhythm for terza rima, but in English, iambic pentameter is generally preferred.

This is the way Dante created his immortal poem, and it is commonly accepted that Dante was the first one, or at least one of the first poets to use this way of writing...

The English language possesses a vocabulary more massive than that of Italian: because English is descended more or less equally from three different languages (Latin, Anglo-Saxon, and medieval French), it contains many synonyms. The word kingly, for instance, descends from Anglo-Saxon, while regal comes from Latin and royal comes from French. Despite this abundance of words, English provides far fewer possibilities for rhyme than Italian, which stems much more directly from Latin, a language that contains regimented systems for noun and verb endings. Nouns in Italian are thus much more likely to rhyme with one another than nouns in English; the same holds true for verbs.

It's been hard for me to find Dante's verses in italian online to present an example, but i found a verse written by Guido Cavalcanti, Dante's best friend, who as Dante himself was a poet and followed the example of his friend in Terza Rima:

S'io fosse quelli che d'amor fu degno,
del qual non trovo sol che rimembranza,
e la donna tenesse altra sembianza,
assai mi piaceria siffatto legno.
E tu, che se' de l'amoroso regno
là onde di merzé nasce speranza,
riguarda se 'l mi' spirito ha pesanza:
ch'un prest' arcier di lui ha fatto segno
e tragge l'arco, che li tese Amore,
sì lietamente, che la sua persona
par che di gioco porti signoria.
Or odi maraviglia ch'el disia:
lo spirito fedito li perdona,
vedendo che li strugge il suo valore.

The chain of verses is clearly following a simmetrical estructure in which every ending sounds or rhyme like the next and precedent stanzas....

i'll continue with translation and english examples in a future opportunity

The Divine Comedy
Inferno: Canto I

The Dark Forest. The Hill of Difficulty. The Panther, the Lion, and the Wolf. Virgil.

Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,
ché la diritta via era smarrita.

Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.

Ahi...! quanto a dir qual era è cosa dura
esta selva selvaggia e aspra e forte
che nel pensier rinova la paura!

Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,
Which in the very thought renews the fear.

Tant’ è amara che poco è più morte;
ma per trattar del ben ch’i’ vi trovai,
dirò de l’altre cose ch’i’ v’ho scorte.

So bitter is it, death is little more;
But of the good to treat, which there I found,
Speak will I of the other things I saw there.

Io non so ben ridir com’ i’ v’intrai,¹⁰
tant’ era pien di sonno a quel punto
che la verace via abbandonai.

I cannot well repeat how there I entered,¹⁰
So full was I of slumber at the moment
In which I had abandoned the true way.

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by Yuyuuchan - 7 months ago
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^_^ Arigato. And see you later.

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by kyranlucien - 7 months ago
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That's right Yuyuusita kun...!

Rich people, political oponents.....( In Italy in Dante's time, there were 2 only political forces able to control the state, Guelfos, divided into (whites), that criticized the corruption of the Pope,Boniface VIII, but supported of the spiritual mission of the church, and (black) that supported the pope, and Gibelinos, you either were one or the other, Dante's activism led to exile in 1302.

i will work a brief history as soon as i get the time, as well i'll go through his poetical form, which is what i'm interested in....

good day yuyuusita kun...!

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by Yuyuuchan - 7 months ago
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o.O...You mean h wrote about the people he did not like in such a way that he said that they went to the worst place?

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by kyranlucien - 7 months ago
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of course at the bottom of the last circle you will find the greatest sinner of all, lucifer himself, Dante was Christian and fanatic, political and controversial, many of the sinners he sent to his inferno were personal enemies....hehehe, i like the guy....

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by Yuyuuchan - 7 months ago
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Wow...o.o

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by kyranlucien - 7 months ago
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thanks for your comments, i will keep going on little by little....

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by killthequeen - 7 months ago
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Dante was pretty cool...

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by Yuyuuchan - 7 months ago
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Cool!^_^

There's gotta be a record of you somewhere....

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