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Dehumanisation of
Humanity, Volume 1 Released
natural justice, purpose, meaning, rationality, morality,
equality and liberty!
"People are free
because they are equal and they are equal because they are free. Without
equality in existence liberty can not exist, and without liberty in existence
equality can not either. This is the rationale, in which,
a new civilisation must be born to replace this uncivilised, ruthless and brutal
system of so called civilisation; that is based on power, rooted in money,
owning, winning and pride, that is expressed and exercised in the fiercest of
competition and, that is run like an excellent machine, and that tries to put
the mask of ration in the ugliest of irrationality and, that waters and nurtures
inhumanity and bars all the avenues of human potentials to be-to be free and
equal and to live and deny to accept a state of merely staying alive."
Dehumanisation of Humanity; Volume 1
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Ifa’s M
Ifa has sent me an M from Nigeria a land of black pearls and brilliant spread of
beautiful earth singing so many a diverse songs at the same time and her M is
doing that to me as I speak. A cowrie shell! An Mbuum! Ifa’s M!
Why did she leave in the first place! Why won’t she come home! Why won’t she let
me come and bring her home! No, she is a dreamer: loving you but won’t let you
love her; if this is designed to drive you to absolute lunacy, then hers is the
most successful strategy of the greatest of wars!
I try to imagine this river is coming from the Ifa Mountain carrying her ring
and watch and I keep a look out, scanning the silver pearl waves on the ever
changing roof of the current humming the sea in high tide like my heart humming
Ifa.
Do I find the ring? Do I find the watch? No, instead a 2P coin lands on the
steps like a brown kiss on my palm. I keep it like the core of the earth, if I
ever find home or if Ifa ever comes home, to give it to her!
Ifa’s M is still eating away my heart as I walk back carrying empty Sahara
inside being wet silently while my heart is nothing but the steam blocking and
choking the lid of the kettle of my throat and my eyes now is a monsoon sky’s
blur.
Liz’s Moonscape-head
The first ever dot story written by Munayem Mayenin
This urge became Liz. She now held the university library microphone as the
librarian left for the loo and started talking: Attention all boys in year Your
Chance is Naught! This is Liz. Why won’t you leave me alone when you know I am
not alone! If you do not believe me I have Dr Matthews, the Vice Chancellor,
here, to validate it!
Everyone was stunned, strung up, open mouthed but Liz was standing dead,
disarrayed and red next to the real body of Dr Matthews, smiling: That’s right,
leave this young woman alone, boys! She is with me!’ Liz looked at him thinking
in a blank, moonscape-head: Holly Cow!
Dr Matthews suddenly realised the implication of what he had just said and felt
embarrassed, red and promptly said: Indeed it is a great April fool’s day
venture from Liz! However, I mean it boys: leave her alone.
Saying this he left, smiling; leaving Liz standing there, a red statue while her
friends were knitted at their seats, glued in silence.
Carley’s Birthday Party
Sally said to Millie to tell Shelly to call Kelly to ask her mother Molly
whether Jilly could come with Polly, her cousin to go to Carley’s Birthday party
at the Salsberge Theatre Crop’s Café.
No returned as an answer which relayed in a long line of Oh! No! So! Go! Till it
reached Sally who then rallied it to Carley who was expecting all the guests.
No, that’s not right and she decided to go and knock on Kelly’s mother’s door
which was ajar. She came out, smiled and invited Carley in! Carley collapsed in
her rage and could not say anything like what she was planning to say; since
Molly had just nipped all her extra unnecessary thorns and pruned her into a new
plant!
People should be like that; she thought as she came outside the house, they get
the best plant out of a disarrayed bush simply by being so disarmingly warm and
human!
Okay auntie! She managed to say as she came out of the house for she agreed that
they are having Carley’s party at Kelly’s mum’s who would do it for her since it
was her 20th.
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Mayenin's Poetry in Spanish Translated by Dr Natalia Carbajosa
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MUNAYEM MAYENIN'S latest poetry collection THE GEOGRAPHY OF TIME
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Katherine's
Baby
Katherine
disappeared like electricity does at night blackouts times at middle
of wars. I was left hung like an imaginary bridge between the banks
of Atlantic. I was hung there forever. Luckily, I realised that
there was the ocean beneath me and the sky above so I replicated
myself both in the water and the sky.
The only problem was both the sky and the ocean was Katherine! Did
she know that! No, she stayed wrapped up in whatever it was her life
threw at her, away, disconnected and dissolved. I carried the can
with all the worms coming out and still counted words and remembered
her last anonymous gift, a bloody poster, a damn great one at that,
of some kind she designed for me! That is the only physical thing I
had of her where there was this ring and the watch over the spread
of God knows what!
A poster! But then, years later her poster was all over the
Broadway. A musical coming up and it was her who was to perform
there! I disbanded my hung-up den and bought a one way ticket to go
and see Katherine but the Broadway was as hollow as my dreams for
Katherine was not there anymore. Someone told me kindly with an
American kind of benevolence that she had left to live in New
Hampshire!
You mean, Hampshire!
Oh, yes, yes. I heard she was going to have a baby!
A baby!
Yes, a baby, that comes out of a lady’s tummy you know! A bay bee!
I took my leave before inciting this guy’s sense of irritation
further. And now Katherine has this baby for me to resolve like her
blackout, a blackhole eating me away! Whose baby is it! Whose baby
Katherine! Where are you?
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Palace Park Hotel
‘’Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two
halves
Of a lopped melon, but love is hard to stop
In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs
In their dreams their brains took each other hostage
In the morning they wore each other's face’’
This was written on sand brown paper that he found as
he climbed up the spiralling stair-case of the tube. He would have
walked passed it had it not been for the handwriting that was so
wonderful that forced him to stop and pick it up. He read the
quotes as he reached for the outside world: fresh air and sun’s duo
welcome.
He does not read much but this is poetry, surely,
even he knows that. As he walks towards his road he reads these
lines and tries to think who could have written this poem which is
not his or hers and why would they? He tried to imagine whether it
is a man or a woman copying? Who did they copy it for? Was he in
love with this woman and borrowed a poet! Why did he not give this
note to her? Or did he? And then why and how did she leave it here
in such a manner! Beautiful lines these are even he can say that!
Excuse me! He looks up. This young woman in a smart
suit walking towards him; he stopped and said: Yes, how can I help?
I am looking for Palace Park Hotel.
Palace Park Hotel is on Park Avenue which is about
five minutes walk from here.
He offered her direction, precise and accurate, for
he works in this area, after a short pause he suddenly asks: Do you
read poetry?
Poetry! In fact, I do! Why?
He does not answer but offers her the piece of paper
and says: May be, you should have this!
He walks off and the young lady stands there reading
the note.
Thank you. She looks at his back: I am going to work
a Palace Park Hotel! As she walks off she wonders whether he had
heard her!
(The quoted poem:
Lovesong: Ted Hughes)
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Ionnets
Imsi Imparnium Poetristries
Crafted
in Nine Books
Clementinium Nectarine: Book
One
Yonaeutanma Onadianta: Book
Two
Thalimsansiam Ismilsoom:
Book Three
Melimpomine Imhanam: Book
Four
Terpsansipoma Rosansicuss:
Book Five
Eranirisma Lusimsium: Book
Six
Polyimsarine Katsarine: Book
Seven
Yonarimsatwa Amorenam : Book
Eight
Calliokatsarine
Eternitimsimoon: Book Nine
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Thank
You:26 |
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High Representativ3:29 |
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I-Lines: 28 |
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Rearranging Myths:27 |
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Imsi Imparnium
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Ideaphor
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Ionnets |
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Imsidina Songs: 25 |
| Body
Ocean: 24 |
| Poetics:
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| Irenium:
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| Songs
of Spheres:23
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| Rock
and Wild Velvet: 22 |
| Mermaid
Memories Silk and Gold: 21 |
| Thymetaphor:
20 |
| Ninnets:
19 |
| Rhymennets:
18 |
| Crimsonite:
17 |
| The
Moon Lines: 16
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| The
Body Air:15 |
| And
Other Sonnets: 14
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| Between
Prometheus and Orpheus (Sonnets):13
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| Situational
: 12 |
| Billboards
and Boglands: 11
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| Illumine
My Ithaca: 10 |
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Published: Immonsima: 9 |
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Published: Ink-Spring Ithaca Iguana:8 |
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Published: A
Traveller's Guide to Pollypsychophinadalium: 7
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Published: Neverbridge
Stone Roses: 6 |
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Published: Poetry
of Ruins and Rains: 5 |
| Published:
Poetica
Rainbow Ryder: 4 |
| Published:
The
Geography of Time: 3
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| Published:
The
Son of Eternity:2
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| Published:
Command
the Moon: 1
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readers and visitors to get to know the ideas and creative products of Munayem
Mayenin in philosophy, psychology, political science, sociology, novels, poetry,
stories and all of which he tried to become in order to find the meaning of life
in this cosmosian theatre of life in this infinite universe in search of a
humanion and in a profession of humanics. This is at the end of the day the
beginning of a new system of thinking and ideas and a new beginning of a new
civilisation that will be based on:
Munayem Mayenin at
the 12th Philosophy Born of Struggle Conference @ The New School University in
New York:
Munayem Mayenin
attended the 12th Philosophy Born of Struggle Philosophy Conference at The New
School University, New York where he presented a paper titled: On Dehumanisation
of Humanity. October 28 & 29th (Friday-Saturday) 2005 The New
School, Wolfe Conference Room, 65th Fifth Avenue, New York. Read More about the
Conference in November Issue of
The Poet's Letter Magazine
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Munayem Mayenin's poetry has been translated into Spanish, Arabic and
Mongolian.
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