EC709 This is a
REENTRY of re-edited
EC664 [Latvian
version: “LIECINIEKS (Citas vēstures stāstam)”]s
The Life Review of Robin Ludd/ A Family Epic
By © Anton Vendamencsh,
2017
8 The Dog of God
As T. S. Eliott wrote”:
“..., do not ask,
'What is it?'
Let us go
and make our visit”
Then
We will see
If,
yes,
Inversion
And denial is
The truth of histories
Large and small
A haze
Drifting through
The dining rooms
Of the Kremlin
The White House
The Riga castle
And other
Heavenly palacies
Occupied by dogs
After the arrest
Of human mind
Takesplace.
Did not
(Until Nadezhda https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nadezhda_Alliluyeva
Cried Alleluia !
And comitted the suicide
that proved him
but a dog
sniffing his way
Across an alcohol
befogged
Moscva bridge
Early one morning)
Stalin believed
Himself a saint
Good enough to build
An empire of Soviets
Though a Soviet
Ought never have
More than five hundred https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S109051381730209X
Kolkhozniks
And a choir is
Big enough when six
So much then
For steel
Tempered in
City waters
(we think and
write
The laws we
want)...
No doubt
Charlie Chaplin
Woke at the
Moscow Hilton
At ten
And had his
heart of
hearts replace
The dead kulaks
In Ukraine,
Khazakstan
And Latvia
With a good
laugh
Over slaving narodniks
Turning blood tight
All loose
screws
Thereafter,
The living dead
man
Heard Nadezhda’s
Ghost
Likening her
suicide
To the murder
Of the mother
Tell
A rumor
(Who would deny
it?)
He had ordered
Her murdered
And buried frozen
In her blood
Turned to
crystal.
Left to himself
He let others
Bury her
And felt free
To become a
portrait
Of a man-God*
And have anyone
killed
Whereever his gaze
fell
And awakened
memory
*The poet is of the opinion that God is a creation of
man**. Before God there was no God, but only a Being known as The Great Spirit
minded as sucsh by all of human kind. The Great Spirit was turned into God,
when time came for a man to feel it was necessary to die lest his relatives
forget that all Life*** came of One Great Spirit. The man’s suicide came to be
seen as a sacrifice on behalf of the Great Spirit, Who had become manifest through the spirit of one man or
woman. When Stalins wife Nadezhda killed herself, she did for Stalin what he,
because of his indoctrination in Orthodox and Catholic theology (that is to say
religion is a tool of the State) did not dare do himself. Once he was emptied
of Nadezhda’s presence (1932), Stalin was dead as man, and following the
Communist Party Congress of 1934, felt free (1936) to become God of Terror.
**While the Great Spirit was—more often than
not—perceived as being feminine in its nature, God on the other hand was seen
as masculine. Why? The answer is asimple one: Women are mothers of children and
are responsible for continuing the human race; men, on the other hand, are the
protectors of communities (families, tribes, countries), which circumstance
often causes them to sacridice their lives. As pointed out at above (*), God is
consequent to the sacrifice of life of a male more often than of a female.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p5eP_HoNUx8
(Click 35:00)
***Life—it is worth noting that The Great Spirit
represents Life. Once God replaces It, It comes to stand for consciousness.
This is because God is born of and comes to represensent the ego. Once men like
St. Paul began to convert God to the ends of human institutions, He lost His
man-God charisma, and Nature came to be replaced with a Reichs and Empires—at
the upper cusps https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aF7dgWvQ6Y
of which we are today.
City tempered
Stalin inserted
His ice-water
Hardened body
And mind
Among the
living
By forcing
awake
Memories of
Death
sentences.
Death to the
peasants
And the
countryside!
Long live
cities
And cars!
Let there be
sputniks
And trips to
the moon
Who cares if
Misha
Dies an
alcoholic
With face as
white
As marble!?
Let horses be
gutted
Let ants build
cities
And replace
The Romas’s* of
birds
With concrete
towers.
*Just as the word ‘pagan’ is derived from the word ‘gan’
or ‘jan’ (meaning herder), so the word ‘roma’ is derived from an old word
meaning ‘nest’. When the warlords introduced agriculture, and began
deforestation, many of the people who dwelt in forest Romas, in order to escape
slavery, fled from their millenia old habitats. The flights took place in horse
drawn boats and wagons. While today it is believed that the Roma (gypies, zigeuner
https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/zigeuner
) originated in India, it is more likely that they are of
the word ‘Rom’, appropriated by the Catholic Church for its sole use. In the
poet’s country of origin, Latvia, there are records of thousands of place
names, once homesteads in a forest, called ‘Roma’. True to the contemptuous
attitude of the post-Soviet Latvian government for all things of preindustrial
age or Russia, this is a laughing matter for Pop-culturalized city-zen
bureaucrats.
The swallows
did not
Return this
year https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DlHAXqIDB-g
More likely
than storms
War
Killed them
Maybe in Libya,
Maybe in Syria,
Maybe Ethiopia.
Stalin cleansed
The Cheka
Of kulaks
(The fists)
that
Had slaved
At the grip of
the plow
Killed horses
And turned hoof
Over to the
treads
*When in 1932 the poet’s grandfather (72) retired, he
bought a neglected country estate in hopes that he would spend his remaining
years raising horses. Unfortunately for him, Stalin’s factories had already
began to mass produce tractors that would replace horses. Intrigue, his wife,
ridiculed him for his old fashioned orientation and proposed that he build a
model of a modern farm instead. Because at the time the majority (80%+) of the
Latvian people were still holders of family farms and used horses to plow their
fields, they were unfamiliar with the idea that a farm could become something
of a factory. Thus, this effort, too, flopped. Intrigue then turned the
assembly hall at the entrance of the mansion into a reception room with two
floor to ceiling 17th century coo-coo clocks on either side of the room. Sadly,
grandfather died alone in a small basement room at the back of the house that
was located next to the closet that housed the mechanisms that ran the clocks
upstairs. All that remains today of his regard for horses anf their
contribution in human devekopment is a story he wrote in 1880 at the age of 20:
”A Horses’s Memories’’.
After
discovering
A robot cock
In her bed
Nadezhda
Alliluyeva
Summoned Jove
Who took
All things
Stalin had
Even the ashes
From the hearth
And left his
face
As white as
Misha’s.
Who was Misha?
A village
alcoholic
Everyone knew and
liked
A Soviet era
Country side
Policeman who
did
What he could
to
Avoid work
Succeeded
Was discovered
And was fired
Sabotage was a word
Not mentioned.
Saving one’s
soul
This side of
One’s coffin
(touch
Folded cold
hands)
Is not an
endeavour
Worth mention.
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