Humans…(you cannot kill the fire)

By Lluka Qafoku                     

We are humans

It is a magic word, like every word

We, humans, got name and fame through them, standing Time

We spread our humane humus and waste as far as we go in Universe

We try to domesticate all as subjects to our Will though we never have known whence it comes..

We got homes out of Nature, ever-lit homes, air-conditioned homes, all provided homes

Lukewarm well balanced homes, “reasonably” safe homes

To fly from natural mercilessness of natural law

Into what we ingeniously stole away from nature and claim “our creation”

What is in fact a denatured domestication

And wishful illusion of free will and property

We keep reinventing our homes, we make them drive, sail and fly

We keep domesticating all our environmental surroundings,

Trying to walk on the dangerous razor-edge of our science

Between destruction and construction, economy and ecology

And first and last we have domesticated nearly all natural fire,

Now including solar fire, standing on the brink of atomic apocalypse

We, the animals seemingly capable of all life destruction

Our intimate, comfortable homes

We have succeeded to build to save our crippled, homogenous freedom

To outlive and survive

Natural selection

Preserving the unfit and perverse and deeming it the life sense

Until all sense we lost

Our domesticating, moderating, artificial power seemingly superficial and fake gave us all humanity

We, the last dead end of the Tree of Life, of Biosphere

That insignificant “poor player that frets his hour upon stage and then is heard no more” (Shak)

Ridiculous enough to challenge all World order and chaos

However

We humans keep knocking since birth on the door

Of some natural Grace

Of a future that cannot become a past Trace

In our casual and rarely met but constant in time

Promethean rush of sublime creative effort

Towards a Promised cosmic humane wide open

Home….

Polemic against Biberism (Mr. Biberaj)

By Vasel Malaj

Mr. Biberaj! Your lecture on democracy was delivered too late. On Facebook, I have personally criticized Albanian politicians for being responsible for the present state of Albania. After my criticisms, we exchanged a short message, and then you immediately unfriended me.

Mr. Biberaj, you are the one who opened the door to the Voice of America for the former propaganda journalists of Albanian Communist Radio-Television. They, along with their families, served as levers of the Communist Dictatorship.

To what end? Only time will tell.

The plain truth is that the Voice of America’s broadcasting has entirely changed course after the arrival of the Communist dictatorship’s journalists. It has become a stage for the promulgation of the Communist regime’s intellectuals and pseudo-intellectual spies, who purposely are sent to the West on a special mission: to control the Albanian diaspora communities.  

If we were to compare your lecture today with the book you previously wrote, “Albania in transition,” we would see you contradict yourself, for you willingly or unwillingly become a guardian and inspirer of the Albanian Communist mafia and its cupola of crime. For this reason, you solely confirm the accuracy of my comments on and criticisms of the Albanian-Communist mafia. I have posted these comments and criticisms on the “Voice of America” website and the social network Facebook, and you unduly rejected all of them.  

The Albanian Communist mafia’s plot against the respectable journalists of the Voice of America, Isabela Çoçoli and Zamira Edwards, clearly demonstrates the fact that the Communist mafia continues to fight us even here in this great democratic country, the United States. Your analysis bears no value today, since we, the former politically persecuted people by the Communist regime, have spoken out for years what you were forced to say today.

I feel good about one thing: the Communist propaganda colleagues have at last taught you to ceremoniously voice yourself as “politically correct.”