Only Human - Apenas Humana

Solitary poet,

Silent witch,

Stoic wolf…

Long eon’s friends,

Friends not bound to time,

Time beyond its invention, friends…

No line of restriction,

Whole of every essence,

Distracted by nothing…

Lives like Tarot cards,

Fragments not Intuition,

Redundant or incomplete…

‘My’ tools are mine,

‘Your’ judgment is not.

Their separation ideas are neither, mine nor yours.

(Come Closer)…

A good cup of tea is good, no matter where you drink it.

Less to carry if only good tea.

A good cup of coffee however, is best in Olinda, Brasil.

Home to history mud and mud crabs,

The wind there whispering life, stories, music…

…After all, only human.

Good Human.

-Dja Putin

Remembering - Lembrando

SENSES AND SPELLS

When the chords of my voice were operated I forgot the hoarseness of everything I didn't say...

My enlarged tonsils kept growing until it left my throat but my mom kept the notes...

I put two knots on each of my eggs so that the echo of my thoughts wouldn't blind my vision.

If you are addicted to my face, I´ll make you go deaf.

If you can't let my work reach it's destination, I'll cut off your fingers.

If you can't stand the heat of my voice, I'll be scalping my tears from the top of your head.

If you can smell my pain and you find it funny, I'll burn your skin with the acid from your stomach...

If you can't taste the flavors of truth and speak your very own, I'll design and apply the perfect eye color for you with plastic...

This very unique craft will be so the practice of the language I create for, without the intervention of my "noise", there is no window in my room but the door you walked in from.

You must surgically leave from the same entrance IF you were ever invited in the first place.

I do not accept apologies but confessions...

The belly that is "bearing" my child must be cut open exactly as mine was, now, and my child taken out of it and left to die for I've never impregnated a woman that wasn't mine. As my woman she must appear before me and declare that I am the father.

If your medicine is made with spells that I have never casted you are forever now, tided to this one, and I have kept all of the roots of your deeds sprouting out of your own mouth. If you can't speak nor sing lullabies of correction I will kill all of your offspring with drought, famine and thirst.

Return my Daughter Beatriz And My Son Lukas Bono, before it's too late to cry...

Porque Para Você Faltou Amor,

Love, Djanine Putin

July 29th 2022

Dacing To Remember - Dançando Para Lembrar

"Hotel California"

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway

I heard the mission bell

And I was thinking to myself

"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

There were voices down the corridor

I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

Such a lovely face

Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Any time of year (Any time of year)

You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends 

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat

Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain

"Please bring me my wine."

He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine."

And still those voices are calling from far away

Wake you up in the middle of the night

Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

Such a lovely face

They livin' it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)

Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling

The pink champagne on ice

And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"

And in the master's chambers

They gathered for the feast

They stab it with their steely knives

But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember

I was running for the door

I had to find the passage back to the place I was before

"Relax," said the night man

"We are programmed to receive

You can check-out any time you like

But you can never leave!"

Love, Dja Putin

I Know You - Te Conheço

Trivial meaningless remarks and comments no longer instantly gratifying the illusion of aloof.
Look inside...
Why do we still wear masks of satisfaction?
Who are we lying to?
Yes, we all lied 'satisfied' today and will do it again tomorrow.
Is it really only 'natural'?
Your 'madness' is only yours if you choose so...
Who has been choosing 'for you'?
Fear it not, for it fears your genuine 'You'...
...Us.
We are all there (anywhere),
Staring at mirrors and illusions - repeating again and again what only comforts for a brief instant...
Do you pay for comfort as if it's not really yours?
How much does it cost?
Why? And - Why not?
Where did all the existential questions go?
Instinctively 'answered' with a familiar excuse we all know and accept... (What's yours?)
Imaginary agreements we made in every aspect of our lives - these ghosts we know better than ourselves (Temporarily) - only ghosts...
Dead and "so alive".
Will anything do if we could dream of illusions 'one more time'? No time.
Locked in an obsessive isolated idea - was it your idea?
I know you well - very well...
-Dja Putin

Lula - Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva

Lula

Já que relativos são todos os pensares,

Mando um pelos ares...

Que chegue logo esse carinho que sai daqui,

E te inspire a confiar no que ainda está por vir.

Chegando assim de repente (semente),

Que te encontre sempre sano e presente.

~ E que fique lá,

Aguardando o momento ideal.

Para dizer-te que também sinto contigo,

E que o nosso Amor é igual. ~

Também visto hoje a tua cor preferida,

Ando com ela e reconheço, comemorando tanto Amor nessa vida...

Quem não comemora esse Amor que já foi dado,

É apenas porque vive infeliz, num mundo ainda tão bitolado.

Nordestina Matuta, Boêmia e Desconfiada também sou,

Nenhuma meta se perde no coração de quem conhece esse valor.

~ Tua voz ecoa longe e em todas as direções,

Ninguém te perde de vista.

E permanecerá ecoando nas mentes e nas ações

De todo um Brasil que nos habita. ~

- Dja Putin

Ligeiro - Quickly

Dilemas; 

Limpar a casa ou a mente primeiro? 

Na dúvida, escrevo ligeiro...

-Dja Putin

Human - Humano

Love, Dja

Prosa Nordeste Oeste - Northeast West Prose

E quem ainda é sério no ramo?

O ramo do galho ou outro ramo?

Exatamente!

Ninguém sabe e quem sabe, não quer falar – enquanto houver ‘traição’.

E porque tanta confusão?

“Porque sou do Nordeste!” Não tem outra explicação.

E ainda querem todo o Oeste alienado em competição.

Pensando bem, não somente eles pegaram o mau dessa visão.

Também existe Nordestino metido a besta e Americano de grande coração.

“Buda Fala” que o Amor não tem cara, nem tem direção.

(Onde eles pensam me encontrar, o vento já fez a curva soprando na contra mão.)

Pois é assim que desabrocham as flores dessa estação,

Primavera no Norte, assim quase Verão...

-Dja Putin