The black dog started barking, but I took it out to the garden and tried to let him loose. He's a funny ancient creature who always finds his way somehow into peoples hearts and souls, currently feeding on war crimes, grief and sadness across the world. Can be found on mexican borders, calais, gaza, the ghosts of hillsborough and Grenfell, does not discriminate between the rich and poor, a sense of helplessness that is impossible to ignore. Anywhere that he senses pain, feeding and masticating whether under sunshine or rain. Feeding on our universal sadness his teeth sinking deeply in, devouring any joy within. It's so easy to surrender allow our souls to be gnawed, despite trying so hard to keep the savage hound at bay, has killed my brothers and sisters, suffocated so many beating hearts, Some of us to ease the pain will try to drink ourselves to death, give up our defences and offer no resistance, allow us to be taken by his darkness on days when we are unable to fight back. In unison we can resist him, spreading love and peace, as we walk among trees, following soothing breeze, following our dreams, releasing friendship flowers that always blossom, the companianship of kindness, sharing thoughts, another’s care, catching sunbeams and rainbows of possibility. Because he fears all these things and all the solidarity and love that we share, as we expose the injustices of the world with deep empathy, knowing kindness is something that he runs from, something this demon finds difficult to overcome, But be very careful, beware of the Black Dog, because he will always be there, hiding and lurking somewhere.Very cunning, always outwitting, draining energy, altering mindscapes,frightening and debilitating, creating abyss, Collectively we don't have to feed this hungry beast of burden, even if he's calling out your name, let our love and daily battle collectively overcome the pain he delivers. To destroy the black dog, do not feed him, refuse his hungry bite, in name of survival with all energy that you can muster, you got to keep trying to slay his affliction, casting this energiser of sadness far into the wilderness, out of sight, and follow paths of light, but be ever be cautious, because he's never far away. I thought i'd destroyed the fiend once and on a warm morning danced with joy, but heard his fearsome howl once again. It's an endless fight, of endureness, perhaps one day we will win and bury him forever. Maybe then this sense of hopelessness and despair will dissapear.
Wednesday, 17 April 2024
Beware the Black Dog
The black dog started barking, but I took it out to the garden and tried to let him loose. He's a funny ancient creature who always finds his way somehow into peoples hearts and souls, currently feeding on war crimes, grief and sadness across the world. Can be found on mexican borders, calais, gaza, the ghosts of hillsborough and Grenfell, does not discriminate between the rich and poor, a sense of helplessness that is impossible to ignore. Anywhere that he senses pain, feeding and masticating whether under sunshine or rain. Feeding on our universal sadness his teeth sinking deeply in, devouring any joy within. It's so easy to surrender allow our souls to be gnawed, despite trying so hard to keep the savage hound at bay, has killed my brothers and sisters, suffocated so many beating hearts, Some of us to ease the pain will try to drink ourselves to death, give up our defences and offer no resistance, allow us to be taken by his darkness on days when we are unable to fight back. In unison we can resist him, spreading love and peace, as we walk among trees, following soothing breeze, following our dreams, releasing friendship flowers that always blossom, the companianship of kindness, sharing thoughts, another’s care, catching sunbeams and rainbows of possibility. Because he fears all these things and all the solidarity and love that we share, as we expose the injustices of the world with deep empathy, knowing kindness is something that he runs from, something this demon finds difficult to overcome, But be very careful, beware of the Black Dog, because he will always be there, hiding and lurking somewhere.Very cunning, always outwitting, draining energy, altering mindscapes,frightening and debilitating, creating abyss, Collectively we don't have to feed this hungry beast of burden, even if he's calling out your name, let our love and daily battle collectively overcome the pain he delivers. To destroy the black dog, do not feed him, refuse his hungry bite, in name of survival with all energy that you can muster, you got to keep trying to slay his affliction, casting this energiser of sadness far into the wilderness, out of sight, and follow paths of light, but be ever be cautious, because he's never far away. I thought i'd destroyed the fiend once and on a warm morning danced with joy, but heard his fearsome howl once again. It's an endless fight, of endureness, perhaps one day we will win and bury him forever. Maybe then this sense of hopelessness and despair will dissapear.
Saturday, 13 April 2024
Identity
Thursday, 28 March 2024
On the bridge between brutality and humanity
Wednesday, 20 March 2024
The International Day of Happiness
Sunday, 17 March 2024
Karl Marx, revolutionary philosopher, economist, and political theorist remembered
The graffiti covered inscriptions of Marx’s final words of The Communist Manifesto, “Workers of all lands unite,” and the most famous of Karl Marx’s Theses on Feuerbach, “The philosophers have only interpreted the world in various ways. The point however is to change it.” The contrast between Marx’s messages of hope and the violent smears that covered them could not be more jarring.
Read more at: https://inews.co.uk/news/karl-marx-grave-london-highgate-cemetery-vandalised-hammer/
Read more at: https://inews.co.uk/news/karl-marx-grave-london-highgate-cemetery-vandalised-hammer/
Grave desecration, is integral to fascist terrorism. According to Jewish law, “treating a corpse disrespectfully implies a belief that death is final and irreversible.” In other words, treating the dead disrespectfully gives no hope for their resurrection.
Fascists desecrated Jewish graves because it wasn’t enough that those interred were biologically dead; grave desecration meant that the fascists did not think they were dead enough. These attacks against Marx’s grave are meant to prevent Marx from coming back to life — not literally, of course, but in the figurative resurrection of a socialist movement. As Walter Benjamin once put it, not even the dead are safe from fascism; in this case, not even Marx’s grave is safe.
For fascists, Marx’s grave does not represent the site of someone dead, but of something threatening to re emerge. Marxism represents the eternal enemy of the fascist imagination; Marx is not dead, but undead. They fear that Marx is still influencing world history from beyond the grave. Worse, they fear that the socialist movement is resurrecting Marx from the oblivion of the past.
If capitalism is one day overthrown and humanity moves from its pre-history towards real history, then Marx will be more than a ghost; he will be immortalized.
Defacing a beautiful monument in this destructive manner will not change the power of his words. His overwhelming legacy refuses to die. Marx's intellectual influence still so strong, his ideas and thinking have become fundamentals of modern economics and sociology. Marx’s legacy is pervasive, complex, and often polarizing. But the epitaph carved in gold letters into his grey marble tombstone in the hearts and minds of many cannot simply be erased.
Thursday, 14 March 2024
Remembering Tony Benn
Monday, 11 March 2024
Happy Ramadan/Ramadan Mubarak
Friday, 1 March 2024
In Praise of St David's Day/ Dydd Gŵyl Dewi
Geriau/ Words
Pethau bychain Dewi Sant
nid swn tan ond swn tant.
Nid derw mawr ond adar mân,
nid haul a lleuad ond gwreichion tân.
Ond o, dyna chi strach, trio cael hyd i sach
i gadw'r holl bethau bach.
Pethau bychain Dewi Sant,
y ll'godan ond nid yr eliffant.
A darnau'r gwlith nid dwr y moroedd,
ond yn y briga', stwr y mae.
Ond o, dyna chi strach, trio cael hyd i sach
i gadw'r holl bethau bach.
Pethau bychain Dewi Sant,
swn 'yn traed ni yn y nant.
Yr hada' yn disgyn yma a thraw,
a'r tamad, y tamad ola' o wenith yn dy law.
Ond o, dyna chi strach,
trio cael hyd i sach i gadw'r holl bethau bach.
Map y byd yn llyfr y plant,
pethau bychain Dewi Sant.
Y pellter sydd rhwng dant a dant ar ol nawdeg naw a chant
pethau bychain Dewi Sant.
Ond o, dyna chi strach,
trio cael hyd i sach i gadw'r holl bethau bach.
English Translation Lyrics:
St David's little things,
not the sound of fire
but the sound of chords.
Not a large oak but small birds,
not the sun and moon but the sparks of fire.
But oh, what a hassle it is to try and find a sack
to keep all of the little things.
St David's little things,
the mouse but not the eliphant.
And the dew drops, not the water of the seas,
but in the branches, uproar is found
But oh, what a hassle it is to try and find
a sack to keep all of the little things.
St David's little things,
the sound of our footsteps in the stream.
The seeds fall here and there,
and the scrap, the last scrap of wheat in your palm.
But oh, what a hassle it is to try and find a sack
to keep all of the little things.
The world's atlas in a children's book,
St David's little things.
The distance between a tooth and a tooth between ninety nine and a hundred - St David's little things. But oh, what a hassle it is to try and find
a sack to keep all of the little things.
English translation by Gillian Clarke
Bitter to live in times like these.
While God declines beyond the seas;
Instead, man, king or peasantry,
Raises his gross authority.
When he thinks God has gone away
Man takes up his sword to slay
His brother; we can hear death’s roar.
It shadows the hovels of the poor.
Like the old songs they left behind,
We hung our harps in the willows again.
Ballads of boys blow on the wind,
Their blood is mingled with the rain.
Original Welsh poem by Hedd Wyn
Gwae fi fy myw mewn oes mor ddreng,
A Duw ar drai ar orwel pell;
O’i ôl mae dyn, yn deyrn a gwreng,
Yn codi ei awdurdod hell.
Pan deimlodd fyned ymaith Dduw
Cyfododd gledd i ladd ei frawd;
Mae sŵn yr ymladd ar ein clyw,
A’i gysgod ar fythynnod tlawd.
Mae’r hen delynau genid gynt,
Ynghrog ar gangau’r helyg draw,
A gwaedd y bechgyn lond y gwynt,
A’u gwaed yn gymysg efo’r glaw.
Links to a few earlier St David's Day/ Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Posts
Gillian Clarke - Miracle on St David's David's Day
https://teifidancer-teifidancer.blogspot.com/2013/03/gillian-clarke-8637-miracle-on-st.html
The Praise of St David's Day Showing the reason why the Welch -men Honour the Leeke on this Day
https://teifidancer-teifidancer.blogspot.com/2016/03/the-praise-of-st-davids-day-showing.html
Evan James (Ieuan ap Iago) An Ivorite song to be sung to the tune of Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau
https://teifidancer-teifidancer.blogspot.com/2014/03/evan-james-ieuan-ap-iago-1809-2091878.html
Harri Webb - The Red , White and Green
https://teifidancer-teifidancer.blogspot.com/2017/03/harri-webb-7920-311294-red-white-and.html
The Welsh Language - Alan Llwyd
https://teifidancer-teifidancer.blogspot.com/2015/03/the-welsh-language-alan-llwyd-b1948.html
Monday, 26 February 2024
Rest in Peace Aaron Bushnell
Yesterday 25 year old Active duty serviceman Aaron Bushnell self immolated outside israeli embassy in Washington in protest at the genocide in Gaza. Aaron Bushnell, recorded a video live on the Amazon-owned Twitch platform, enroute to the embassy gates in which he said he could
‘no longer be complicit in genocide’.
Despite the terrible protest he was about to make, he seemed quite calm and composed, saying that what he was about to suffer was nothing compared to the suffering of innocent Palestinians in Gaza:
I will no longer be complicit in genocide. I’m about to engage in an extreme act of protest. But compared to what people have been experiencing in Palestine at the hands of their colonisers, it’s not extreme at all. This is what our ruling class has decided will be normal. Aaron Bushnell
Arriving outside the front gate, Bushnell set down his phone, took eight paces, turned to face the camera, doused himself in an unknown accelerant, donned his service cap, and set himself alight. Security personnel attempted to put out the fire before Bushnell was rushed to hospital with extensive burns, but family members said that he later died of his injuries.
Monday, 19 February 2024
Boycott Israeli dates - a 5 step guide
Step 3: Don’t buy dates from Hadiklaim This is one of Israel's largest exporters. It sells dates under the names: King Solomon, Jordan River and Jordan River Bio-Top, and under supermarket brand labels Check the box, if the dates were “exported by Hadiklaim" don’t buy them
Step 4: Avoid these companies: Mehadrin, MTex, Edom, Carmel Agrexco, and Arava. They are major exporters of Israeli agricultural goods.
Step 5: Support the Palestinian economy by buying Palestinian Palestinian dates Buy Palestinian dates with @Zaytoun_CIC These are social enterprises supporting Palestinian farmers, that imports Palestinian dates to the UK. Support Palestinian farmers defending their land against Israeli colonialism.https://zaytoun.uk/