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The humanitarian scientist speaks: "Burn my books, and go lift the world! Let me live in your blood, not in books." Until Abhijit Naskar came along, poetry was primarily associated with love and romanticism. He opened up new vistas of poetry, by making it a mainstream vessel of expression for justice, equality, integration and awareness. As the world's first multicultural poet and scientist, Naskar stands not only as a bridge between cultures, but also as a bridge between disciplines.
Insan Himalayanoğlu is a himalayan triumph of reform over rigidity. Thus speaks Himalayanoğlu: “All the world's an asylum, All the people are lunatics. Some are but loonies of love, Some loonies run by prejudice. Some die running in love of currency, Some die sharing the currency of love. Beyond the grasp of dollar and euro, Love is the only nonvolatile currency in the world. It's good to be a loonie, If the reason is justly humane. When human welfare is at stake, It's only logical to be insane. Sane, insane - be as the need arises, To hell with the judgment of nitwits! In an organic world no sanity is absolute, Boldly walk the spectrum as the purpose fits.”
Naskaristan contains all five books of Abhijit Naskar's Vicdansaadet Poetry Series. Book 1: Amor Apocalypse: Canım Sana İhtiyacım Book 2: Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown Book 3: Aşk Mafia: Armor of The World Book 4: Visvavictor: Kanima Akiyor Kainat Book 5: Insan Himalayanoğlu: It's Time to Defect
Sinirbilimci Şair Abhijit Naskar'ın ilk Türkçe kitabı. Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems) is humanitarian scientist Abhijit Naskar's first turkish work, and this bilingual edition includes translations along with 37 new sonnets.
World War Human is one of Naskar's most radical works of peace. “The real first world war has just begun - the war between good and evil - the war between emancipation and occupation - between inclusion and exclusion - between expansion and contraction - between reason and rigidity - between humanity and inhumanity. I call it, World War Human.”
Dervis Vadisi (Dervish Valley) is a poetic call to the healers of the world - not in a medieval magical way, but in an everyday, ordinary human way, which also makes Naskar the first Earth poet with 1500+ sonnets. “I am not a capitalist, I am not a communist, I am not a socialist, I am not a traditionalist. A puerile, clinically sectarian species like yours cannot fathom what I am. Does that mean, I am not the same species as you! Sure, I am - but from a different dimension - a different dimension in time - a different dimension in mind - where intellect is only a tool, not torture - where faith is only a choice, not compulsion - where money is only a means, not master - where oneness is fundamental, not fiction.”
Thus speaks Naskar: "Letter to My Soldiers I am only the beginning - the beginning of a new kind of humans - humans who belong to not one culture, but many cultures - humans who speak not one language, but many languages - humans who study scriptures and science with equal enthusiasm, yet pledge allegiance to neither, and know how to use both in the benefit of humanity - humans who aim for neither belief nor disbelief, but warmth and understanding - humans who are more concerned with the real hard problem of inhumanity, than the outdated hard problem of consciousness - humans who sacrifice their life treating the real hard question of hate, rather than the mythical hard question of god. I am only the beginning - the first spark, if you may - the best are yet to come."
“How come we can invent better ways to kill each other, but not one to preserve peace!” Asks Naskar.
Thus speaks Naskar: “You can train a mind to think, but you can't train a heart to love. Either you love or you don't, there's no training. Either you love or you don't, there's no thinking. Nobody thinks twice before hating, then why should you think twice before loving! Until love becomes instinctive as hate, nothing will change.”
61 sonnets of the Divine Refugee are a soulful call of life, transcending heritage of rigidity and tradition of division.