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#ukraine #war #russia

How pathetic the US policy on the Russian-Ukrainian war looks. If Biden was openly afraid of Putin, Trump is going to cooperate with a thief. And this is not surprising. It is enough to look at the results of the United States' international actions and see that all its greatness is only on paper. After the Second World War, in almost all conflicts in which the United States participated, it was defeated or brought chaos and instability. And this is despite the fact that the United States fought only with the much weaker. And now Trump is de-emphasizing his strength in front of the weaker ones, and flirting with Putin because his knees are shaking...
A brief overview of US involvement in military conflicts and interventions after World War II:

Year Reason for intervention Type of intervention Result
1950-1953 Containment of communism in South Korea Military intervention The Korean War ended in an armistice, without a peace treaty.
1954 Preventing the spread of communism in Guatemala Support for a coup (CIA operation) Overthrow of the democratic government of Jacobo Arbenz.
1961 Preventing a communist regime in Cuba Bay of Pigs invasion (failed operation) Failure, strengthening of Fidel Castro's power.
1965 Protection of the regime in the Dominican Republic Military intervention Support for the interim government.
1965-1973 Containment of communism in Vietnam Large-scale military intervention US defeat, unification of Vietnam under communist rule.
1973 Curbing socialist reforms in Chile Funding and support for a coup Overthrow of the Allende government, installation of Pinochet's dictatorship.
1981-1988 Opposition to communism in Nicaragua Funding of the Contras (guerrilla forces) Weakening of the Sandinista government, civil war.
1983 Protection of US interests in Grenada Military intervention Removal of the left-wing government, establishment of a pro-American regime.
1989 Fighting drug trafficking in Panama Military intervention Removal of Manuel Noriega, establishment of a new government.
1991 Liberation of Kuwait after the Iraqi invasion Operation Desert Storm Victory of the coalition, restoration of Kuwait's independence.
2001-2021 Response to the September 11 attacks, fight against terrorism Military intervention in Afghanistan Withdrawal of troops, return of power to the Taliban.
2003-2011 Search for weapons of mass destruction, overthrow of Saddam Hussein Military intervention in Iraq Removal of Hussein, prolonged instability in the region.
2011 Protection of civilians (according to the UN resolution) Military intervention in Libya (airstrikes) Overthrow of Gaddafi, chaos and civil war.
2014-present Fight against terrorism (ISIS) Airstrikes, support for local forces in Syria and Iraq Destruction of the ISIS base, preservation of the conflict in Syria.
#ukraine #usa #russia #war #trump

In the last century, during the presidency of #Ronald Reagan, the #United States made great efforts to become the dominant power in the world. They started a great arms race, which allowed America to become a powerful military state, and, on the other hand, to exhaust the economy of the Soviet Union and lead to the collapse of the communist bloc. In March 1983, a long-term and large-scale program was announced to achieve military superiority in outer space (the so-called Strategic Defense Initiative, or "Star Wars" program), which aimed to economically weaken the USSR as much as possible. All this cost the Americans dearly, but the result was worth it.

But what do we see now? Constant flirting with #Russia, attempts to make cheap capital there led to the emergence of a fascist regime there. The West, led by the United States, raised a monster, more terrible than the former Soviet Union.

Russia's military aggression against #Ukraine showed that all those democratic values, which America loves to talk about so much, are worthless. It turns out that you can take a country's nuclear weapons in exchange for security guarantees, but then forget your promises. You can demand from a country that is fighting for independence to give its land to the invader. You can issue ultimatums to the injured party, not the invader. You can demand from Ukraine mineral resources worth 500 billion dollars, without providing even a tenth of that amount of aid.

You can write a lot more, but I will ask: how can you turn from a great America into an ordinary usurer, for whom there is no morality, and the main thing is only money?

Secret Country Johania
© Surazeus
2025 02 06

They all gather under the sprawling elm
to share stories about the falling star
that shines as beacon in the misty night
to light the road their feet have yet to blaze
across the windy meadow to the lake
where the old woman laughs till they all die.

When the stout man in the long leather coat
arrives with bag of apples for them all,
they ask about the country he came from,
so John explains his land is made of birds
who like to drop acorns on river shores
where they all fall asleep just before dawn.

Hands pressed in crimson mud of wordless fear,
Johanna looks up through long twisted limbs
the sprawling elm reaches up to grasp the moon
which smiles at her through flashing swirl of clouds,
reluctant to accept the final end
where lovers embrace in shadow of hope.

Our shadows merge in one soft gleam of light,
she wonders when she stands on dizzy Earth,
embarrassed by compassion she conceals
from people speaking endless streams of sound
that never resolve into clear concepts
which formulate bony light of the moon.

With sudden flash of insight made of rain,
Johanna grins with laughter of success
that she will build from fractured light of time
new world of peaceful joy from guilty love,
designed as emblem of the optimist
that quivers weirdly on the muddy shore.

Because our moon will never disappear,
though it waxes and wanes on rainbow hill,
she asks her shadow hidden in the elm
why people always die and vanish blank
as absence of their souls she yearns to see,
liquid water that curls around her legs.

Only the Orphean Warbler of fate
ever answers her desperate query of hope,
so she opens her hands to offer seeds,
and stands still with eternity of faith
while he hops on her arm with casual trust
at joyful sparkle of her silver eyes.

I will name my secret country Johania,
Johanna giggles while she twirls around,
delighting in how her skirt becomes wings,
and though she cannot fly high she pretends,
then everyone under the sprawling elm
cheers and claps when she dances beyond death.

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Orpheus whistles so the Orphean Warbler darts from the sprawling elm to land on his wrist while Johanna dances into the glowing clouds.

#Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #MetaRomanticism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

Ritual Of Remembrance
© Surazeus
2025 02 06

To perform ritual of remembrance well
in quiet darkness of the window light
we hide our sorrows in clear candle flame
reflected in clean mirror of our hearts
that shines shocked with unpredictable will
encased in pearl of wisdom we must share.

Through miraculous constancy of faith
we try to merge opposing force of will
in swirled cooperation of respect
that maps conceptual landscape of our love
where bounds of our alien countries meet
as sunlight in small raindrop on frail leaf.

With accidental verve of vital hope
I ascend spiral staircase of sunbeams,
built on associations of key thoughts,
that rises from substantial well of dreams
which dissipate as mist in morning light
so I hold crumbles of dirt in my hands.

Enormous dragon rising from deep sea
grips silver Saturn rocket in sharp claws
while trundling clumsily across soft sand
to explore Euclidean complexity
of brains that generate Realm of Ideas
where anything we think is possible.

Our eyes can measure with alacrity
of cheerful love for our indifferent world
impossible curves of light rays that beam
from ancient stars so far away in space
they all burned out millions of years ago
though they still twinkle in our empty sky.

Entangled in sunlight of swirling waves,
we dream beginning of our carbon souls
connecting through genetic coils of hope
in bubbling flash of hydrothermal vents
to map our quest four hundred million years
evolving from fish into wingless angel.

Bored of hot timeless heat on sandy beach,
we clash two rocks with rhythmic attitude,
and laugh with startled delight when bright sparks
of fallen stars erupt in graceful flames
which we obtain to transform soil of Earth
in vast network of computing machines.

Clear questions of desire could clarify
distorted assumptions of hungry hope
when we communicate needs we fulfill
as we seek mate to generate new life
so we continue reproducing souls
as long as Earth teems with organic life.

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Orpheus lounges on the beach with James Merrill as they discuss socio-psychology of the American Soul.

#Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #MetaRomanticism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

Green Eye Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 02 06

Imaginary life of sunlit trees
transforms my garden into metaphor
for memories of my childhood in my heart
preserved as fruit transformed from wordless dirt
by green blood flowing in its heartless trunk
so I perceive this world with green eye of faith.

Green limes on twisted limbs at midnight flash
when joyful thunderstorms drench Earth in rain
to spark life from barren waste land that makes
indifferent Nature seem most generous
with bountiful gifts we humans accept
when we offer prayers with green eye of faith.

Complex spectrum of feeling, we design
to be accessible with social code,
helps us determine state of mental health
which reprograms our national world view
to learn lessons of life from tragedy
ordaining plain truth with green eye of faith.

Contriving panorama for new grief,
relevant to political respect
that expands bright insight in human nature,
we attend progress of garden estates
where vital crops bloom in meadows of hope
based on harmony with green eye of faith.

To meditate in theater of time
we enter cave of illusions and dream
patterns for eternal forms of ideas
embodied within bounds of time and space
by growth and decay of material bodies
for precise structures with green eye of faith.

Exquisite beauty of eternal forms
manifest in material bodies, flawed
with variations of special design,
inspires my heart to expand conscious view
of Earth within our vast cosmology
in wholeness perceived with green eye of faith.

Unbleached experience of this complex world
programs ultimate mirror of weird truth
with flexible categories of thoughts
that distort primal sensations with art
which duplicates particulars from laws
through apprehension with green eye of faith.

Imaginary life of unsplit stones
contains eternal beauty in bright gems
hidden inside skull of Leviathan
who crawls up river of perceptive facts,
evolving from fish into wingless angel
who speaks language spells with green eye of faith.

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Orpheus peers in the emerald and explains it to school children as green of faith through which we perceive the world of atoms as world of words.

#Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #MetaRomanticism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

In 1811 the Gloucester and Cheltenham Tramroad opened to carry coal, stone, and general materials between Cheltenham and the docks at Gloucester. It was a form of early railway, where 'tram' refers originally to the wooden rails used in early examples, and went on to mean a system of waggons carried on rails.

The line had a spur to the tram road from the quarries on Leckhampton Hill (opened in 1800), and the 15 km main route terminated at the top of Gloucester Road, Cheltenham, where there were 1.75 acres (0.7 ha) of wharves, offices, and freight warehouses. The route between Gloucester and Cheltenham took it north of the present-day railway for most of its length, passing close to the site of Staverton (Gloucestershire) Airport. On a 94 bus you'd probably be closer to the route than you would on a train.

The gauge was 3 feet 6 inches (106.6 cm), using L-shaped rails, and all vehicles were horse-drawn. At its peak the tramroad saw up to 60 journeys each day, and carried over 35,000 tons of general materials and 20,000 tons of stone in a single year. (Source). The only trials of a steam engine, in 1831-2, resulted in disaster and the steam project was abandoned.

In 1859 the line closed, replaced by a steam railway (the Birmingham & Gloucester) that had opened in 1840 and whose Cheltenham Spa station, an inconvenient distance from the town centre, is now the only remaining main-line station in the town (Racecourse, on the other side of town, is on a preserved railway). At various points there have been five others including St James, close to the town centre. There is a strong case to be made for a Cheltenham North station at Swindon Lane, Wyman's Brook serving both Cheltenham and Bishops Cleeve ... but we digress.

There remain a few relics of the GCR, mostly in Gloucester, including a brick entrance on Southgate, and a railway crossing near Gloucester Royal Hospital. The sleeper blocks under the replica wagons at the Docks, installed in 2010, are also original. The Leckhampton section is remembered with engraved stones at the Norwood Triangle, and Railway Buildings - the former Railway Inn - on Norwood Road carries a plaque.

Rage Of Lost Centuries
© Surazeus
2025 02 05

The sea is still cold with oblivion,
hurling waves with rage of lost centuries
at ground of truth we always believed in,
but no real path in the world is ever straight,
so I set object of my life to reach
distant hills that are exploding again.

For over one hundred years of hope now
our world of cities mushrooming from death
has been flaring with rockets of ambition
that shatter cathedrals and mosques to dust
for they were propped up with deceptive lies
that cannot protect our souls from the truth.

Red hyacinths of winter mornings burn
with frantic music of aggressive birds
that follow refugees in the waste land
who clap their hands and stomp on empty graves
because the last soldier to die in war
gave up attempting to write songs of love.

When banks and cathedrals of futile faith
stand empty along busy city streets,
we know the angels who came a long way
hold solid anguish of doom in their hands
after wandering in helpless woods with Death
while deciding what action to perform.

Bright bells of noon can no longer be heard
across the campuses of higher learning
where scholars write formulas of despair
with blood of angels on vanishing walls
that defeat is no word the young accept
when they go searching for the Promised Land.

The heart that gathers honest loneliness
sinks into swirling ocean of false words,
so we return from wilderness of lies
with nothing but the truth in open hands,
determined to build from ruins of faith
world empire based on liberty for all.

Dark evening gives bright river to our eyes
so we all follow our own river home,
yet gather confused on the ocean shore
all nations of the Earth in restless crowd
to seek guidance in our indifferent stars
till the darkness tells us how to behave.

Justice wears one single face of respect
composed of every face we humans wear
as we proclaim in court of honest tales
we are the heroes of each judgment case,
yet when I observe the whole human race
I see myself in every nameless face.

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Orpheus hands to students on the university campus pamphlets with bright pictures of the wonderful future bolstered by false promises of noble action.

#Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #MetaRomanticism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism