no doubt chipped thoughts will find their way here. but then this is a pozi (home) for all sorts. what wonder should someone actually piece the fragments into some kind of meaning.
* just to track the journeying, here is the link to the post for nomads domicile
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Like wind through oak leaves, love shattered my mind- Sappho
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The Magician:You are powerful and wise - beyond what anyone can see. Deeply complex, you have the resources to connect to the spiritual and material world. You possess the knowledge to manipulate your life and the lives around you. You also have a great healing power, should you choose to use it.
Your fortune:You have unhidden powers that you have yet to tap into. Soon, you will better understand how to use your intellect and intuition.
Believe it or not, you will discover how you can manipulate yourself and others for good. You are at the beginning of a path of spiritual enlightenment."
RESEARCH & THEORY ON THE SUBALTERN
"I brought two bags from home, but there was a third that I left behind.
In this new country, apart from the struggles that made me a stranger,
Were your needs, of the ones who bid me goodbye, those I left behind.
Among the papers I collected, you had put a small bag of sweets, I left behind.
There were divisions at home, there were other possibilities;
There were communities in my town, there were communities where I came;
I found a job, called it a struggle for survival, everything else I left behind.
I didn’t want to forget my traditions, the tradition of forgetting I left behind.
Bags, passport, my shoes crossed the yellow lines, something was left behind.
Here I am, a sum of different parts; travel agents everywhere are selling ads for the parts that were left behind."
- - From a book review of Amitava Kumar's Passport Photos by Angshukanta Chakraborty - - Narrating ‘Immigritude’, Reading the Passport
DAS KAPITAL WITH DAVID HARVEY
David Harvey's reading of Capital via video lectures.
MARXISTS INTERNET ARCHIVE
An extensive, free archive of Marxist texts.
My passionate sense of social justice and social responsibility has always contrasted oddly with my pronounced lack of need for direct contact with other human beings and human communities. I am truly a 'lone traveler' and have never belonged to my country, my home, my friends, or even my immediate family, with my whole heart; in the face of all these ties, I have never lost a sense of distance and a need for solitude Einstein The World as I see It
