Tuesday, August 18, 2020

Make America Great Again — let's go back to before 100 years ago: Women Suffrage ratified August 18, 1920

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19th Amendment to the US Constitution — 
Women Suffrage approved by Congress 6/4/1919 
ratified 8/18/1920

 

 - When women's suffrage was gained in the U. S. in 1920, my mother Carmen González Prieto was newly come to the U.S., not yet thirteen. She did not become a citizen of the United States until 1957 while I was serving with the Marine Corps in Kaneohe Bay, the territory of Hawai'i. Shorty after she died at the age of 86, while I was visiting my brothers in El Paso, I accompanied them to vote; everyone at the voting place asked where Mrs. Carmen González was; they had never known her to miss voting since she became a U. S. citizen. (She always voted Democrat.)

— Rafael Jesús González
 

19th Amendment to the US Constitution — Women Suffrage by Deborah Tutnauer (2010) 
 

This is the story of our Mothers and Grandmothers who lived only 90 years ago. 

Remember, it was not until 1920 that women were granted the right to go to the polls and vote.

The women were innocent and defenseless, but they were jailed nonetheless for picketing the White House, carrying signs asking for the vote. And by the end of the night, they were barely alive. Forty prison guards wielding clubs and their warden's blessing went on a rampage against the 33 women wrongly convicted of 'obstructing sidewalk traffic.'

(Lucy Burns)
 

They beat Lucy Burns, chained her hands to the cell bars above her head and left her hanging for the night, bleeding and gasping for air. 

(Dora Lewis)
 

They hurled Dora Lewis into a dark cell, smashed her head against an iron bed and knocked her out cold. Her cellmate, Alice Cosu, thought Lewis was dead and suffered a heart attack. Additional affidavits describe the guards grabbing, dragging, beating, choking, slamming, pinching, twisting and kicking the women. Thus unfolded the 'Night of Terror' on Nov. 15, 1917, when the warden at the Occoquan Workhouse in Virginia ordered his guards to teach a lesson to the suffragists imprisoned there because they dared to picket Woodrow Wilson's White House for the right to vote. For weeks, the women's only water came from an open pail. Their food--all of it colorless slop--was infested with worms. 

(Alice Paul)
 

When one of the leaders, Alice Paul, embarked on a hunger strike, they tied her to a chair, forced a tube down her throat and poured liquid into her until she vomited. She was tortured like this for weeks until word was smuggled out to the press. So, refresh my memory.. Some women won't vote this year because - why, exactly? We have carpool duties? We have to get to work? Our vote doesn't matter? It's raining? 

 

(Mrs. Pauline Adams in the prison garb she wore while serving a sixty-day sentence.)
 

Last week, I went to a sparsely attended screening of HBO's new movie 'Iron Jawed Angels.' It is a graphic depiction of the battle these women waged so that I could pull the curtain at the polling booth and have my say. I am ashamed to say I needed the reminder. 

(Miss Edith Ainge, of Jamestown , New York )
 

All these years later, voter registration is still my passion. But the actual act of voting had become less personal for me, more rote. Frankly, voting often felt more like an obligation than a privilege. Sometimes it was inconvenient. 

(Berthe Arnold, CSU graduate)
 

My friend Wendy, who is my age and studied women's history, saw the HBO movie, too. When she stopped by my desk to talk about it, she looked angry. She was--with herself. 'One thought kept coming back to me as I watched that movie,' she said. 'What would those women think of the way I use, or don't use, my right to vote? All of us take it for granted now, not just younger women, but those of us who did seek to learn.' The right to vote, she said, had become valuable to her 'all over again.' HBO released the movie on video and DVD . I wish all history, social studies and government teachers would include the movie in their curriculum I want it shown on Bunco night, too, and anywhere else women gather. I realize this isn't our usual idea of socializing, but we are not voting in the numbers that we should be, and I think a little shock therapy is in order.

(Conferring over ratification [of the 19th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution] at [National Woman's Party] headquarters, Jackson Pl [ace] [ Washington , D.C. ]. L-R Mrs. Lawrence Lewis, Mrs. Abby Scott Baker, Anita Pollitzer, Alice Paul, Florence Boeckel, Mabel Vernon (standing, right))
 

It is jarring to watch Woodrow Wilson and his cronies try to persuade a psychiatrist to declare Alice Paul insane so that she could be permanently institutionalized. And it is inspiring to watch the doctor refuse. Alice Paul was strong, he said, and brave. That didn't make her crazy. The doctor admonished the men: 'Courage in women is often mistaken for insanity.' Please, if you are so inclined, pass this on to all the women you know. ?We need to get out and vote and use this right that was fought so hard for by these very courageous women. Whether you vote democratic, republican or independent party - remember to vote.

(Helena Hill Weed, Norwalk , Conn. Serving 3 day sentence in D.C. prison for carrying banner, 'Governments derive their just powers from the consent of the governed.') 

History is being made.

-------------------by Deborah Tutnauer (2010) 
 
 The Declaration of Sentiments Seneca Falls, New York, 1848 (Source: U.S. Dept. of State) 
 
The Declaration of Sentiments and Resolutions was drafted by Elizabeth Cady Stanton for the women's rights convention at Seneca Falls, New York in 1848. Based on the American Declaration of Independence, the Sentiments demanded equality with men before the law, in education and employment. Here, too, was the first pronouncement demanding that women be given the right to vote.
 
Sentiments
 
When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one portion of the family of man to assume among the people of the earth a position different from that which they have hitherto occupied, but one to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes that impel them to such a course. 
 
We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men and women are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness; that to secure these rights governments are instituted, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. Whenever any form of government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the right of those who suffer from it to refuse allegiance to it, and to insist upon the institution of a new government, laying its foundation on such principles, and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness. 
 
Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and, accordingly, all experience has shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they were accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object, evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their duty to throw off such government and to provide new guards for their future security. Such has been the patient sufferance of the women under this government, and such is now the necessity which constrains them to demand the equal station to which they are entitled. 
 
The history of mankind is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations on the part of man toward woman, having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over her. To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world. 
 
 He has never permitted her to exercise her inalienable right to the elective franchise. 
 
He has compelled her to submit to law in the formation of which she had no voice. 
 
He has withheld from her rights which are given to the most ignorant and degraded men, both natives and foreigners. 
 
Having deprived her of this first right as a citizen, the elective franchise, thereby leaving her without representation in the halls of legislation, he has oppressed her on all sides. 
 
He has made her, if married, in the eye of the law, civilly dead. He has taken from her all right in property, even to the wages she earns. 
 
He has made her morally, an irresponsible being, as she can commit many crimes with impunity, provided they be done in the presence of her husband. In the covenant of marriage, she is compelled to promise obedience to her husband, he becoming, to all intents and purposes, her master-the law giving him power to deprive her of her liberty and to administer chastisement. 
 
 He has so framed the laws of divorce, as to what shall be the proper causes and, in case of separation, to whom the guardianship of the children shall be given, as to be wholly regardless of the happiness of the women-the law, in all cases, going upon a false supposition of the supremacy of man and giving all power into his hands. 
 
After depriving her of all rights as a married woman, if single and the owner of property, he has taxed her to support a government which recognizes her only when her property can be made profitable to it. 
 
He has monopolized nearly all the profitable employments, and from those she is permitted to follow, she receives but a scanty remuneration. He closes against her all the avenues to wealth and distinction which he considers most honorable to himself. As a teacher of theology, medicine, or law, she is not known. 
 
 He has denied her the facilities for obtaining a thorough education, all colleges being closed against her. 
 
He allows her in church, as well as state, but a subordinate position, claiming apostolic authority for her exclusion from the ministry, and, with some exceptions, from any public participation in the affairs of the church. 
 
He has created a false public sentiment by giving to the world a different code of morals for men and women, by which moral delinquencies which exclude women from society are not only tolerated but deemed of little account in man. 
 
 He has usurped the prerogative of Jehovah himself, claiming it as his right to assign for her a sphere of action, when that belongs to her conscience and to her God. 
 
He has endeavored, in every way that he could, to destroy her confidence in her own powers, to lessen her self-respect, and to make her willing to lead a dependent and abject life. 
 
Now, in view of this entire disfranchisement of one-half the people of this country, their social and religious degradation, in view of the unjust laws above mentioned, and because women do feel themselves aggrieved, oppressed, and fraudulently deprived of their most sacred rights, we insist that they have immediate admission to all the rights and privileges which belong to them as citizens of the United States. 
 
 In entering upon the great work before us, we anticipate no small amount of misconception, misrepresentation, and ridicule; but we shall use every instrumentality within our power to effect our object. We shall employ agents, circulate tracts, petition the state and national legislatures, and endeavor to enlist the pulpit and the press in our behalf. We hope this Convention will be followed by a series of conventions embracing every part of the country. Resolutions Whereas, the great precept of nature is conceded to be that “man shall pursue his own true and substantial happiness.” Blackstone in his Commentaries remarks that this law of nature, being coeval with mankind and dictated by God himself, is, of course, superior in obligation to any other. It is binding over all the globe, in all countries and at all times; no human laws are of any validity if contrary to this, and such of them as are valid derive all their force, and all their validity, and all their authority, mediately and immediately, from this original; therefore, 
 
Resolved, That such laws as conflict, in any way, with the true and substantial happiness of woman, are contrary to the great precept of nature and of no validity, for this is superior in obligation to any other. 
 
Resolved, that all laws which prevent woman from occupying such a station in society as her conscience shall dictate, or which place her in a position inferior to that of man, are contrary to the great precept of nature and therefore of no force or authority. 
 
Resolved, that woman is man's equal, was intended to be so by the Creator, and the highest good of the race demands that she should be recognized as such. 
 
 Resolved, that the women of this country ought to be enlightened in regard to the laws under which they live, that they may no longer publish their degradation by declaring themselves satisfied with their present position, nor their ignorance, by asserting that they have all the rights they want. 
 
Resolved, that inasmuch as man, while claiming for himself intellectual superiority, does accord to woman moral superiority, it is preeminently his duty to encourage her to speak and teach, as she has an opportunity, in all religious assemblies. 
 
Resolved, that the same amount of virtue, delicacy, and refinement of behavior that is required of woman in the social state also be required of man, and the same transgressions should be visited with equal severity on both man and woman. 
 
Resolved, that the objection of indelicacy and impropriety, which is so often brought against woman when she addresses a public audience, comes with a very ill grace from those who encourage, by their attendance, her appearance on the stage, in the concert, or in feats of the circus. Resolved, that woman has too long rested satisfied in the circumscribed limits which corrupt customs and a perverted application of the Scriptures have marked out for her, and that it is time she should move in the enlarged sphere which her great Creator has assigned her. 
 
 Resolved, that it is the duty of the women of this country to secure to themselves their sacred right to the elective franchise. Resolved, that the equality of human rights results necessarily from the fact of the identity of the race in capabilities and responsibilities. Resolved, that the speedy success of our cause depends upon the zealous and untiring efforts of both men and women for the overthrow of the monopoly of the pulpit, and for the securing to woman an equal participation with men in the various trades, professions, and commerce. 
 
Resolved, therefore, that, being invested by the Creator with the same capabilities and same consciousness of responsibility for their exercise, it is demonstrably the right and duty of woman, equally with man, to promote every righteous cause by every righteous means; and especially in regard to the great subjects of morals and religion, it is self-evidently her right to participate with her brother in teaching them, both in private and in public, by writing and by speaking, by any instrumentalities proper to be used, and in any assemblies proper to be held; and this being a self-evident truth growing out of the divinely implanted principles of human nature, any custom or authority adverse to it, whether modern or wearing the hoary sanction of antiquity, is to be regarded as a self-evident falsehood, and at war with mankind. 
 
                                    Elizabeth Cady Stanton 1848 
 
 
 
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Sunday, August 9, 2020

Nagasaki

 
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It was on August 6, 1945, seventy-five years ago, that the United States dropped an atomic bomb on the city of Hiroshima, Japan. Three days later, August 9, another on Nagasaki. We must never let it happen again; let us work for complete nuclear disarmament throughout the world.

With the U.S. presidency in the hands of an ignorant and irresponsible autocrat whose cabinet is rife with war-mongers in control of the most immense nuclear arsenal on Earth, hope is strained. We should be terrified - terrified and in revolt.
 
Fue en el 6 de agosto 1945, hace setenta y cuatro años que los Estados Unidos dejó caer una bomba atómica en la ciudad de Hiroshima en el Japón. Tres días más tarde. 9 de agosto, otra en Nagasaki. Debemos asegurar que jamás pase otra vez; trabajemos por desarmamento nuclear completo en el mundo entero.

Con la la presidencia de los EE. UU. en manos de un ignorante e irresponsable autócrata cuyo cabinete es repleto de belicistas en control del arsenal nuclear más inmenso de la Tierra, es forzada la esperanza. Debemos estar aterrorizad@s y en rebelión.



It's said that if you
fold one-thousand paper cranes
your wish will come true.
For peace I would gladly spend
the rest of my days folding.




----------------------------------------------------© Rafael Jesús González 2019

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sadako_and_the_Thousand_Paper_Cranes


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translation into Japanese and calligraphy 
-by Prof. Naoshi Koriyama





Se dice que si
doblas mil grullas de papel
se cumplirá tu deseo.
Por la paz felizmente me pasaría
el resto de mis días doblando.




----------------------         -------           --------© Rafael Jesús González 2019






Summer Solstice of 1983, about a thousand of us imprisoned in Santa Rita Prison because of blocking the entrance to the Lawrence Livermore Laboratories, California, where nuclear arms are designed, occupied ourselves folding cranes from old newspapers; among us all, we made many more than a thousand to send to Japan. 

El Solsticio de Verano de 1983, cerca de mil de nosotr@s pres@s en la Prisión Santa Rita a causa de haber bloqueado la entrada a los Laboratorios Lawrence Livermore en California donde las armas nucleares son diseñadas, nos ocupamos doblando grullas del papel de periódicos viejos; entre tod@s hicimos mucho más de mil para enviar al Japón. 


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Monday, August 3, 2020

full moon: moon with cloud mask


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Me visita la luna,
me mira por mi ventana llevando
mascarilla de nube,
cuidadosa de guardar su distancia,
recelosa de tocar con su luz.



-------------------------© Rafael Jesús González 2020








The moon visits me,
peers through my window wearing
a face mask of cloud,
careful to keep her distance,
leery to touch with her light.



-------------------------© Rafael Jesús González 2020



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Tuesday, July 28, 2020

August 6 & 9, the 75th anniversary of U.S. nuclear bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki


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https://www.hiroshimanagasaki75.org/events


August 6 and August 9 this year mark the 75th anniversary that the U.S. dropped the first atomic bombs on the cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan, the first and only time that atomic bombs have ever been used. But atomic weapons have proliferated and their threat hangs over the world as never before.

In the year of 1983 was organized the 1st International Day of Nuclear Disarmament set that Summer Solstice June 20. All that year saw direct actions of civil disobedience throughout the world to stop nuclear weapons. That January, I took part in a blockade at Vandenberg Air Force Base to stop the test of the MX Missile designed to carry first-strike nuclear bombs. I was arrested with about 500 others and taken to the Lampoc Federal Prison where I wrote the following poem:
 

------------Here for Life


(Vandenberg Air Force Base, January 1983;
first blockade of MX Missile testing)


I am here —
I wear the old-ones’ jade —
it’s life, they said & precious,
turquoise I’ve sought to hone my visions,
& coral to cultivate the heart,
mother of pearl for purity.

I have put on what power I could
to tell you there are mountains
where the stones sleep —
--------hawks nest there
& lichens older than the ice is cold.

The sea is vast & deep
keeping secrets
darker than the rocks are hard.

I am here to tell you
the Earth is made of things
so much themselves
they make the angels kneel.
We walk among them
& they are certain as the rain is wet
& they are fragile as the pine is tall.

We, too, belong to them;
they count upon our singing,
the footfalls of our dance,
our children’s shouts, their laughter.

I am here for the unfinished song,
the uncompleted dance,
the healing,
the dreadful fakes of love.
-----I am here for life
-----------& I will not go away.


---------© Rafael Jesús González 2020


Voices for Peace Anthology, Barbara Nestor Davis, Ed.; 
Rochester, N.Y. 1983; author’s copyrights.) 


Still here (and more) are the nuclear weapons threatening us all and still here for life are we who oppose them.

Thursday, August 6 marks the 75th anniversary of the U.S. atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Join the yearly protest and direct action at the gates of the Livermore Laboratory, where nuclear weapons are designed, from 8:00 am to 9:30 am Pacific time. This year, due to the pandemic, you may join from home by signing up for a live stream link. For the Earth, justice, peace, life please join us. (Throughout the day on August 6 and August 9 there are events nationally that you may join #stillhere.)




El 6 y el 9 de agosto este año marcan el 75 aniversario de que los EE.UU. dejaron caer las primeras bombas atómicas en las ciudades de Hiroshima y Nagasaki, Japón, la primera y única vez que bombas atómicas jamás se han usado. Pero las armas nucleares han proliferado y su amenaza cuelga sobre el mundo más que nunca.

En el año de 1983 se organizó el 1er Día Internacional del Desarme nuclear para el solsticio de verano el 20 de junio. Todo ese año vio acciones directas de desobediencia civil por todo el mundo para ponerle fin a las armas nucleares. Ese enero participé en un bloqueo en la Base de la Fuerza Aérea de Vandenberg para detener la prueba del Misil MX diseñado para llevar bombas nucleares de primer ataque. Fui arrestado con cerca de 500 otrxs y llevado a la Prisión federal Lampoc donde escribí el siguiente poema:


--------------Aquí por vida

(Base de Fuerza Aérea de Vandenberg, enero 1983;
primer bloqueo de la prueba del proyectil nuclear MX)


Aquí estoy —
llevo el jade de los ancianos —
es la vida, decían, y preciosa,
turquesa que he buscado
para darles filo a mis visiones,
y coral para cultivar el corazón,
madreperla para la pureza.

Me he puesto el poder que pude
para decirles que hay montañas
donde duermen las piedras —
-------los halcones anidan allí
y liquen más viejo
de lo que el hielo es frío.

El mar es vasto y profundo
guardando secretos
más oscuros
de lo que las rocas son duras.

Aquí estoy para decirles
que la Tierra es hecha de cosas
tan suyas mismas
que hacen a los ángeles arrodillarse.
Caminamos entre ellas
y son ciertas como la lluvia es húmeda
y son frágiles como el pino es alto.

Nosotros también les pertenecemos;
cuentan con nuestro cantar,
los pasos de nuestro bailar,
los gritos de nuestros hijos, su risa.

Aquí estoy por la canción sin acabar,
el baile incompleto,
el sanar,
las terribles adujas del amor.
----Aquí estoy por vida
-----------y no me iré.



-------© Rafael Jesús González 2020

Aquí todavía (y más) están las armas nucleares amenazándonos a todos y todavía aquí por la vida estamos todxs nosotrxs que nos oponemos a ellas. 
 





Tuesday, July 21, 2020

Leo


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--------------León

El león, ojos de carnalina,
colmillos, garras de sardónice,
lleva en el pecho corazón de rubí
que guarda el fuego fijo del valor.
-----Anhela devorar al sol
-----y mudarlo en oro
que surgiera por sus venas
como río caliente de luz.
 



----------------© Rafael Jesús González 2020





-------------------Leo

 

 The lion, carnelian eyes,
fangs, claws of sardonyx,
carries in his breast a ruby heart
that holds the steadfast fires of courage.
------It desires to devour the sun
------and turn it into gold
that would run in his veins
like a hot river of light.




----------------© Rafael Jesús González 2020
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Black Lives Matter in the Revolution of the Heart


Black Lives Matter in the Revolution of the Heart

Literary Dialogs with Nina Serrano featuring Rafael Jesús González


Rafael reads two poems, each in English and Spanish: Wake Up U.S. America!/¡Despierta EE.UU. América! and The Moon Masks Herself/La luna se enmascara, followed by the poets conversation about Black Lives Matter in the Revolution of the Heart in the post pandemic world to come. English and Spanish subtitles are available on the video settings button.

Rafael Jesús González has always been the poet laureate of Berkeley for me, long before he was appointed in 2017. As a multimedia producer, I often called on him for poems and interviews with a spiritual take on nuclear disarmament, world peace, equal rights, Chicano history, environmentalism, and the love of Mother Earth. He always has a lot to say about the moon too, on a monthly basis, which earns him a place in the my feminist lexicon. As an activist poet he has spent time in Santa Rita jail for protesting the war machine. As a graphic artist his altars and other artistic works are exhibited in the Oakland Museum. And when he was a professor at Laney College, he struggled for and established the Mexican and Latin American studies department.

I first encountered Rafael in 1969, when we both appeared in the same poetry anthology, “Mark in Time”, published by Glide Press, which was the first time I was included in an anthology of San Francisco poets.

Rafael Jesús González, 1969. From Mark
                            In Time published by Glide Press. 
Rafael Jesús González, 1969. From Mark In Time published by Glide Press.

Nina Serrano, 1969. From Mark In Time
                            published by Glide Press.
Nina Serrano, 1969. From Mark In Time published by Glide Press.



Rafael is still the same man who you see in this interview 51 years later, kind, friendly, full of intelligence, laughter, passion, activism, and cosmology that ties him to Mother Earth. While I studied for my Master’s Degree (class of 2002) at the Oakland campus of Naropa University, Rafael was on the Board of Directors trying to keep the University of Creation Spirituality afloat with its art based education and spiritual curriculum.

Rafael Jesús González, Screen shot from
                            video, 2020.
Rafael Jesús González, Screen shot from video, 2020.

Nina Serrano, Screen shot from video,
                            2020.
Nina Serrano, Screen shot from video, 2020.





Our regular KPFA-fm radio program, La Raza Chronicles, has always turned to Rafael for the most advanced and profound thinking on events in the Latinx world. He has always promoted bilingualism demanding that any poem of his read in public or published in print be included in both Spanish and English. He is truly the product of a border town with fluid movement between the two countries and the two cultures, the twin cities: El Paso, Texas, USA and Juarez, Chihuahua, Mexico.

When I visited him in Berkeley I should not have been surprised that his house straddled the Oakland Berkeley border. I cannot remember if the cozy kitchen was in Berkeley and the wood lined living room in Oakland or if it was the reverse. My best memory of his home was the garden, with wild and fragrant plants. I think it is in his garden that his ideas incubate and blossom.


Universal Earth Justice Peace flag by Rafael Jesús González

In my own home, you can find Rafael’s colorfully designed Universal Earth Justice Peace flag and buttons. I also treasure the earrings he’s made and the little Spanish scrolled sewing scissors and thimble he brought me from Toledo.

Below you will find the poems presented in the video.

¡Despierta EE.UU. América!

 

Cuando un jugador de pelota se hinca sobre la hierba
para protestar por la justicia cuando se toca
una canción de cantina hecha sagrada, se le denigra
y despide. Pero cuando la policía ponen la rodilla
al cuello de sus víctimas o les disparan
más veces que no se le llama
"Cumpliendo su deber." ¿No vemos
porque dormimos o somos ciegos
como nos gusta representar a la justicia?
Quitémosle la venda de los ojos para que vea
que su báscula está fuera de balance,
que no es daltónica y si lo es
que lo corrija. En la visión del Tao
lo negro y lo blanco son equivalentes, uno no más
de valor que el otro pero su báscula
se desequilibra a favor de lo blanco, todo matiz de negro
no contando por mucho. ¿Será porque dormimos?
Si solamente es que dormimos ¡Despierta EE.UU. América!
Si es que nos negamos a ver ¡Que nos ayuden los dioses!

© Rafael Jesús González 2020

Wake Up U.S. America!

 

When a ball player kneels upon the turf
to protest for justice when a bar-room song
made sacred is played, he is vilified
& fired. But when police take their knees
to the necks of their victims or shoot them
more often than not it is called
"In the line of duty." Do we not see
because we sleep or are we blind
like we like to portray justice?
Unbind her eyes that she may see
that her scales are out of balance,
that she is not color-blind & if she is
to correct it. In the vision of the Tao
black & white are equal, one no more
of value than the other but her scales
are weighted to the white, all shades of black
not counting for much. Is it because we sleep?
If it is only sleep, Wake up U.S. America!
If it is that we refuse to see, may the gods help us.

© Rafael Jesús González 2020

La luna se enmascara

 

Prepárense, un amigo astrólogo nos dice, a que la luna esta noche se enmascare con la sombra de la tierra. El primer eclipse lunar del año pronto siguió la conjunción de Saturno (padre de dioses, del tiempo, de la generación, disolución, renovación, liberación) y Pluto (acumulador de riqueza, rey del inframundo), ocurrencia de una vez cada treinta y ocho años.

En ese momento escribió: Sí, estamos comprometidos. Grandes cambios están sobre nosotros. Ha
llegado el tiempo para la trasformación . . . Los eclipses son presagio de la revelación cuando el contenido de las sombras se hace más visible. Esto anuncia un momento de gran cambio donde el mundo se sacude, se sacude para que despierte. Tres eclipses seguidos en vez de dos en este ciclo de eclipses, nota. Y despertamos. Aislados en nuestras casas por la pandemia, la amenaza de la otra pestilencia del fascismo nos saca a muchos de nuestros refugios a riesgo de contagio. ¿Cual es peor?
Cercado en una gran casa blanca el jefe demagogo plutocrático 45 exige toques de queda y amenaza llamar al ejército para aplastar toda protesta. Pero, advierte Naomi, “Cuando dicen que no tenemos el derecho a protestar, ese es el momento de inundar las calles” Y muchos sabemos que así es. Nuestras vidas están a riesgo y no solamente por un virus coronado.

Venus, la Serpiente Emplumada se prepara a sacrificarse en la fogata del sol para surgir de nuevo siete días después como Señor del Amanecer; comienza un ciclo de 584 días. ¿En 584 días hasta donde llevaremos nuestra revolución, nuestra revolución sanadora?

© Rafael Jesús González 2020

The Moon Masks Herself


Prepare, an astrologer friend tells us, for the moon tonight to mask herself in the Earth’s shadow. The first lunar eclipse of the year followed fast upon the conjunction of Saturn (father of gods, of time, of generation, dissolution, renewal, liberation) and Pluto (hoarder of wealth, king of the underworld), a once every thirty-eight years occurrence. At that time he wrote: Yes, we’re in for it. Great changes are upon us. The time for transformation has arrived. . . Eclipses are harbingers of exposure, when shadow contents become more visible. This heralds a time of great change, where our world is shaken up, shaken in order to awaken.

Three eclipses in a row rather than two in this eclipse cycle, he notes. And we awaken. Sequestered in our houses by the pandemic, the threat of the other pestilence of fascism draws many of us from our shelters at the risk of contagion. Which is the worst? Fenced in a big white house, chief plutocratic demagogue 45 demands curfews and threatens to call the army to squelch all protest. But, says Naomi, “When they say we don’t have the right to protest, that is the moment to flood the streets.” And many of us know it to be so. Our lives are at stake and not only from a crowned virus.

Venus, the Plumed Serpent prepares to immolate himself in the bonfire of the sun to rise again seven days later as Lord of the Dawn; a 584-day cycle begins. How far in 584 days will we take our revolution, our healing revolution?

© Rafael Jesús González 2020

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Saturday, July 4, 2020

full moon: The Moon Illumines U.S. History





The Moon Illumines U.S. History

On capitol dome
the moon lights a bronze figure:
'Statue of Freedom.'
Standing for Democracy,
its form was cast by a slave.


--------------© Rafael Jesús González








La luna ilumina la historia de EE.UU.

En cúpula del capitolio
la luna alumbra una figura de bronce:
'La estátua de la Libertad.'
Significando la democracia 
su forma la fundió un esclavo.


---------- ----© Rafael Jesús González



 


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