tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87206344969470780252024-03-13T05:15:36.772+01:00Urban WolfXhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-43132476064572852492014-04-12T23:54:00.006+02:002022-11-17T14:55:19.835+01:00OCTOBER SUN<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_gFuHTjdJysBmnLxIMIvK3eMrM2Gr3k6jmQU-7on2z2Z9BM2NCYaQWiCgrgSbTKSfuRy2HY4nNfYX5qyz0WqBcfg86SSfG_Q30Q3I65ha9zL91j6zVVcn2DUfvImwgVL7OkMRHnQrhtppADoMcobmE-1xT7KoMxZwq1Sqgt7VZZVmWEToDqASvMJ/s2040/xhd%20june%202022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="918" data-original-width="2040" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_gFuHTjdJysBmnLxIMIvK3eMrM2Gr3k6jmQU-7on2z2Z9BM2NCYaQWiCgrgSbTKSfuRy2HY4nNfYX5qyz0WqBcfg86SSfG_Q30Q3I65ha9zL91j6zVVcn2DUfvImwgVL7OkMRHnQrhtppADoMcobmE-1xT7KoMxZwq1Sqgt7VZZVmWEToDqASvMJ/w320-h144/xhd%20june%202022.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div>sitting at a corner cafe</div><div>watching my baby sleeping and<br />
sipping my espresso stretto and<br />
playing with my new gadget toy<br />
throwing pieces of my mind on<br />
the touch screen and all around<br />
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the October sun is like the snow<br />
covering ugliness<br />
makes me see only beautiful things<br />
the music from the bar is crappy and<br />
youngsters at the terrace are dull<br />
but I feel so happy<br />
just looking at my baby's face<br />
feeling the sun chasing darkness away<br />
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it was a good idea, this walk on Sunday afternoon<br />
we should do this every day<br />
we should tell everyone in the world<br />
this is great, this is cool<br />
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I know, the Monday alarm will knock in my head<br />
already in less than sixteen hours<br />
will make me set aside this warm and<br />
simple human moment<br />
to struggle with minutes and seconds<br />
in the machine of labor<br />
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yet, it’s in about 16 hours<br />
way enough time for me to tell the world<br />
that the October sun is a great thing and<br />
the world is more or less fine and<br />
one shouldn’t care much, at least at this moment<br />
while the sun is still up in the sky and<br />
there is still a sip of coffee in my cup<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">from "malfunction" (copyright 2012)</span></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-61084052266618979152014-01-09T09:04:00.002+01:002014-02-05T01:12:27.288+01:00The Wannabe<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
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the corporal in a muddy old overcoat <o:p></o:p></div>
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cigarette butt between his yellow teeth <o:p></o:p></div>
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shaking on the cold platform <o:p></o:p></div>
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a creature bloodthirsty <o:p></o:p></div>
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Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-86657013738380092092013-09-08T22:40:00.001+02:002013-09-08T22:40:52.960+02:00WE ARE THE TRUTH<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/VE97Tv2VYzg" width="459"></iframe>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-2637193257016805482013-05-10T08:36:00.002+02:002013-05-10T08:37:37.978+02:00Speak Up Manifesto (Vol.1)<br />
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Visual artists, writers, poets, musicians, filmmakers,
actors, performers and artists of all kinds, <o:p></o:p></div>
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creative people, recognized and unrecognized, <o:p></o:p></div>
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those who create artworks and those who try, <o:p></o:p></div>
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those who use mainstream tools and genres, <o:p></o:p></div>
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and those using unconventional tools, materials and
media,<o:p></o:p></div>
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those who use air, water, earth and fire, <o:p></o:p></div>
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those who use walls and concrete, as well as those who
use canvas, paper or camera, <o:p></o:p></div>
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the time has come!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Speak Up!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Artists, creative people, journalists and activist of all
colors, genres, orientations and styles; multimedia artists, painters,
filmmakers, DJs, poets, tattoo artists, actors, photographers, performers,
musicians, singers, amateurs, professionals, graffiti artists, dancers,
slammers, designers, writers… <o:p></o:p></div>
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You all are messengers of freedom. Speak Up!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Artists are those who create the mirror of the world, the
ultimate witnesses of events. Artists are the consciousness of the society and
shape the soul of cultures and civilizations. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Art is the spiritual, instinctive and
intellectual mirror of the world. Time is a chaotic and senseless string of
events until art recreates it in a meaningful story. Art awards life with
meaning; gives contents to the unbearable absurdity of being. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Existence is unbearable emptiness, art
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Future is a vision and vision is art. <o:p></o:p></div>
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first act of art ever known – art is the creative way of rethinking the world. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Today, we stand before the biggest
challenge for human kind – making human rights and freedoms reality. And, we
place our palm on the face of the world and demand rights now and for each and
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Express yourself! Do not hesitate, do not be afraid. <o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the one to rise and develop, leave traces of
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You are never alone. Your thoughts and your deeds, your
creations are your companions. You don’t need recognition from those who commit
crimes against beauty, those who understand nothing but the power of money and
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This is a call for solidarity among those who bring
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This is a call for the liberation of thoughts.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Call for Action. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-80624616509564453872012-12-11T12:30:00.002+01:002012-12-11T12:30:11.034+01:00another dayanother day<br />to shake the tree<br />to hold your tears back<br />to make someone smile<br />to pretend you're OK<br /><br />another day<br />to believe in dreams<br />to stand up for others<br />to be honest and ridiculed<br /><br />another day<br />to dig into diamond caves <br />to find treasures worthless to others<br />to seek what cannot be found<br />to find what others don’t even try<br /><br />another day<br />to look at the fading humanity<br />to lower your guard<br />to fight arrogance <br />to conquer yourself<br /><br />another day<br />to stare at the grey face of aging<br />to cherish life and fear death<br />to sense the pulse of the loved ones<br />to miss those who are gone<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NjCkJO_qScM/UMcYPh4k7lI/AAAAAAAABVM/qA58CzUav3w/s1600/Suki+050.jpg"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NjCkJO_qScM/UMcYPh4k7lI/AAAAAAAABVM/qA58CzUav3w/s320/Suki+050.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">HEAR THE SOUND OF IT <a href="https://soundcloud.com/malfunction-project/another-day">HERE</a></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">***<br />Lyrics and voice: Xhabir Deralla<br />Music: Sead Hadzic-Secko <br />Illustrations: Miroslav Stojanovic Shuki<br /><br />From "malfunction" - book of poetry, music and visuals<br />Published by Shortcut Production, 2012 <br />All rights reserved</span>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-1127867041289929522012-12-11T12:17:00.002+01:002012-12-11T12:19:13.830+01:00KEEP ON DREAMINGWe found each other in the endless sea of sorrow<br />
Sharing senseless history of diseases<br />
Sitting in the bottom of the well <br />
Playing with frogs and worms<br />
Changing<br />
Digging<br />
Changing<br />
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We run from our parents to become parents<br />
We kill to survive<br />
We hurt each other to find refuge<br />
We seek refuge where it never existed<br />
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Find emptiness in the crowded streets<br />
Become artists where ugliness rules<br />
Frames are made of gold and <br />
Pictures are taken away<br />
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Letters never arrive in time<br />
Meanings of symbols never unveil <br />
Leaves turned black while waiting for the rain<br />
Like the mother waiting for her son to return<br />
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Keep on dreaming, my dear child, keep on dreaming<br />
Dreams are the only reality that matters<br />
When life will stop beating<br />
And record of pain will make a tiny bruise in the skies<br />
Your dreams will remain<br />
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Keep on dreaming, my dear child, keep on dreaming<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">***<br />Lyrics and voice: Xhabir Deralla <br />Music: Sead Hadzic-Secko <br />Illustrations: Miroslav Stojanovic Shuki<br /><br />From "malfunction" - book of poetry, music and visuals<br />Published by Shortcut Production, 2012 <br />All rights reserved</span></div>
Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-44385884282580387912012-12-11T12:12:00.005+01:002012-12-11T12:18:35.999+01:00I'M AT WAR WITH YOUslimy, greedy, stupid and shallow<br />
ignorant and arrogant bastards<br />
senseless shitheads who belong <br />
to nowhere and no time<br />
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I’m at war with you<br />
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pawns and bootlickers<br />
peasants and small time assholes<br />
hooligans and other rednecks <br />
little dic[k]tators and wannabees<br />
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I’m at war with you<br />
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those who will remember you<br />
will remember you in shame <br />
your place is in the garbage of the history<br />
that’s where you will remain<br />
no matter what you do<br />
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you think politics is about power <br />
and power is about turning people into dogs<br />
right you are if you think of your flock <br />
but I’m not one of you, will never be<br />
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I’m at war with you<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Lyrics and voice: Xhabir Deralla <br />Music: Sead Hadzic-Secko <br />Illustrations: Miroslav Stojanovic Shuki<br /><br />From "malfunction" - book of poetry, music and visuals<br />Published by Shortcut Production, 2012 <br />All rights reserved</span>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-66803278012154107682012-12-01T01:01:00.002+01:002012-12-16T22:14:17.917+01:00"malfunction" - book and CD<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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lyrics and voice: xhabir.deralla<br />
music: sead.hadzic<br />
illustrations: miroslav.stojanovic<br />
click <a href="https://soundcloud.com/malfunction-project" target="_blank">HERE</a> to hear a selection of two tracks from the album attached to the book.<br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>buy the book and the album in the bookstore of <a href="http://www.facebook.com/iliili.publishing" target="_blank">ILI-ILI</a> or the music shop of <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pola.jugoton.1" target="_blank">1/2 JUGOTON</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-89651265300288916532012-07-30T23:51:00.000+02:002012-07-30T23:52:43.171+02:00I DON’T BELONG TO YOUR RACE, BOYI don’t belong to your race, boy<br />I don’t worship your idols and leaders and <br />Your silly anthems and slogans and <br />Don’t give a damn about your flags and other toys<br /><br />I’m proud to be different<br />Call me a traitor or a newcomer<br />I know where I come from, boy<br />I know where I belong<br />I know where I go, boy<br /><br />I’m the one who is free, boy, not you<br />I’m beautiful and unique<br />You are just an ugly number, boy<br />A meat for your greedy leaders<br /><br />I’m proud to be who I am<br />You are the one who is confused<br />You are the frustrated one<br />You are the sick one, sick forever<br /><br />Come down from the terrace, boy<br />Go home, boy, take care of your family<br />Find your peace, before trouble finds you<br />Stop acting stupid, boy, before it’s too late<br /><br /><br />***<br /><i> I wrote this poem less than two weeks ago (on July 19), although I carry it in my thoughts for some time now. This poem is dedicated to all thugs and racist-nationalist idiots in my country and worldwide. I got particularly inspired by a song of local hooligans, but certainly think of all other shitheads around the world. I have quite a few more lyrics for and about them in my poetry book <a href="http://www.shortcut-xhd.blogspot.com/2011/04/apocalypse-27.html">"Apocalypse" (published 2011)</a>, but even more in my new book of poetry and short stories, which is almost finished. I say </i>almost<i> because it's never finished unless it's printed. I wrote this poem in English, as most of my other works, but translated it in Macedonian language and posted it on my <a href="http://monkeydonkeya.blogspot.com/">Monkeydonkeya Today blog</a>. I also posted it in my new diary-blog <a href="http://conspectio.blogspot.com/">CONSPECTIO</a>. Thank you for reading!</i>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-10842928190464721402012-01-15T13:02:00.004+01:002012-08-04T09:15:11.149+02:00Wake up and follow your dream!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Today, more than ever, we need dreamers. We need dreamers that share a dream of justice and humanity, freedom and equality, such as the dream of <a href="http://www.civil.org.mk/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=116:i-have-a-dream&catid=50:cure&Itemid=79&lang=en" target="_blank">Dr. Martin Luther King Jr</a>. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Make room for your dreams and the dreams of your fellow citizens of the world. What can you do? Read Martin's speech, spread the word, tell people that dreams may become reality, only if we share it and spread it among each other. Reality based on dreams like this is the reality of a humane world.</div>
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Don’t be afraid to dream about justice and freedom. Don’t be afraid to demand respect and fulfillment of your dreams. Demand, so they will come true. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Remember January 15, as the birthday of a great representative of the human kind, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and be a proud and demanding dreamer on this day and the days to come. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Wake up and follow your dream!<o:p></o:p><br />
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<b>Xhabir Deralla</b></div>
</div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-6081600709470960582011-12-07T00:52:00.006+01:002011-12-07T01:05:33.389+01:00DON'T LET THEM WIN<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They will try to scare you, please you, bribe you</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They will make promises, show you the easy part of life</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They will tell you lies, give you slimy compliments</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They will try to stop you from thinking</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Or make you think they are just and honest</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They will ask you to do yourself a favor</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Like they won’t take anything for themselves</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Turn them down, fuck ‘m all </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them fool you, don’t let them buy you</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">All they want is your soul, all they want is dirty gain </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">After you turn them down, you will see their real faces</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Facades will fall off</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Claws and jaws stinking of their bloody ordeals will show</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Smooth words will turn into morbid growls</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The white book in their hands will turn black</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The lyre will become a dagger </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They’ll push you, kick you, kill you</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Turn them down, fuck ‘m all</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them break you </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them win</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The fight is about to begin</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the money</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the power of force</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Tanks and truncheons, courts and prisons</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the skies filled with COMSATs </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The ground covered with wires,</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">CCTV and other surveillance toys</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the money and force</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Armies, police and bureaucrats to guard them</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Gigantic machinery to keep them in power</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Media, institutions, education systems</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Always loaded with dutiful creatures</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Always ready to obey, ready to commit </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Unspeakable crimes to keep you down in the dust</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Turn them down, fuck’m all</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them break you </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them win</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The fight is about to begin</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They may be huge and strong and ruthless </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">But they are stupid, old and ugly</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Their dogs are shallow and slow </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the muscle, you have the brains</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">You are smart and young and beautiful</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the money, you have the youth</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the COMSATs, you have the spray</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the shotguns and tear gas </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">You have the stones and slogans</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They own the land, you have the universe</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They have the media, you have the sense of humor</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They are going to die, you will remain</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">They will oppress, you will prevail</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Turn them down, fuck’m all</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them fool you, don’t let them buy you</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">All they want is your soul, all they want is dirty gain</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Make your dreams come true</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">For they will turn your life into nightmare</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Turn them down, fuck’m all</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them break you </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Don’t let them win</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The fight is about to begin</span><br />
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<b>From the "Apocalypse" published 2011</b><br />
<b>MORE <a href="http://shortcut-xhd.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html">HERE</a></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Copyright: 2011 Xhabir Memedi Deralla</b></span><br />
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</b></span></div></div></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-40681435497802965232011-12-04T21:11:00.007+01:002012-08-25T10:14:32.541+02:00I GIVE YOU FREEDOM<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>by Xhabir M. Deralla</i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I give you freedom<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I feed you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I let you work for me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I give you life and progress <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Unless you are disobedient <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I am your god<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Unless you want me be your devil<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I bring your decisions<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">And let you think that you decide<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I watch you everywhere, 24/7<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">For the sake of your security <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I give you pills to make you happy<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I tell you what love is<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I teach you what beauty is<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I tell you what human is<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">And – it is human to kill under my command<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">It is civilized to attack and slaughter, rape and loot<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">It is honorable to die for me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I give you money to promote human rights<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I let you say few nasty words about me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I even let you have some pocket money when you criticize me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">You like that game, and I let you play<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I engage your mind to invent new, sophisticated weapons<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I take your best years to make a profit for the chosen ones<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I let you die unconscious of the evil<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I spare you from the pain of thinking<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I extinguish nations and races <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">To create more space for you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">To let you cherish freedom and democracy <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">And pay taxes neatly and regularly <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">From the "Apocalypse" published 2011</span></div>
MORE <a href="http://shortcut-xhd.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html">HERE</a><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>Copyright: 2011 Xhabir Memedi Deralla</b></span></div>
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Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-89810792349257774692011-11-13T01:42:00.002+01:002011-11-13T01:43:26.917+01:00HIGHLIGHTS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfc-lZHx4Wc/Tr8SenfrVZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ajvSScMkT6Q/s1600/Highlights+%2528Large%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfc-lZHx4Wc/Tr8SenfrVZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ajvSScMkT6Q/s640/Highlights+%2528Large%2529.jpg" width="459" /></a></div><br />
</div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-69132605180119482712011-10-08T09:40:00.005+02:002011-11-13T01:44:13.537+01:00FUGITIVE<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuuVV7YTOho/To_-W-ykgTI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ViQ3CWmI46I/s1600/Fugitive+01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuuVV7YTOho/To_-W-ykgTI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ViQ3CWmI46I/s400/Fugitive+01.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
</div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-45183192601093310372011-08-11T09:44:00.005+02:002011-10-08T09:32:43.907+02:00Welcome To My World<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Welcome to my world<br />
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Welcome to pain and absurdity and never-ending struggle<br />
Frenetic questioning<br />
Welcome to my continuous departures<br />
Welcome to the relentless running away through weird landscapes<br />
Welcome to the hordes of runaways you don’t know and will never meet<br />
Yet they breathe into your ears, behind your eyes<br />
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My quest has never begun, it will never end<br />
This is a microscopic drop distilled from the immense oceans<br />
of questions and feelings<br />
Suffering over the absurdity<br />
Suffering over the sense that reality does and does not make<br />
at the same time, all the time<br />
Finding keys to doors that do not exist<br />
The unstoppable delirium of one single human’s quest<br />
This is the last chapter of the beginning<br />
An invitation to commit suicide and the opposition to it<br />
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I rejected this world by embracing it and<br />
I embraced the world that I despised<br />
I do it day and night<br />
The world does it to me in return<br />
This is an unkind attempt to explain the obvious<br />
A strike to the heart of misery,<br />
still admitting misery as it is,<br />
and as it cannot be escaped<br />
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I felt<br />
I cannot feel anymore<br />
I cried<br />
No tears can I produce anymore<br />
Finding truth<br />
Until truth became an absolute lie<br />
I lied<br />
Not enough to survive<br />
I crossed all lines of defense<br />
Until it became ridiculous to defend anything<br />
I found the ultimate solitude in the crowd<br />
I found a crowd of ghosts inside me<br />
I loved<br />
I’ve been hurt<br />
Too many times<br />
I fell<br />
And I found ways to fall again<br />
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I saw men, women and children who loved life<br />
And became best friends with death and disease<br />
I rose over the ruins of the world<br />
But never learnt to deal with the damage<br />
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Sadness beyond sadness<br />
Pain beyond comprehension<br />
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Why oh why did I have to see so well?<br />
This incredible power of observation…<br />
And such weakness before the knowledge<br />
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The torch has killed the carrier so often<br />
Darkness has swallowed the light<br />
So often, so often<br />
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Welcome to the chambers of decay and hum<br />
Your brain becomes a blade under your neck<br />
You willingly cut the throat of your hopes<br />
It will send you to hell, where you actually belong<br />
<br />
Welcome to my world<br />
It’s all yours now</div></div><div><br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBVVSndfrOc/Taqc9hsi7MI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RQxvjVScMU8/s1600/COVER%2B%25282%2529.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596458067792424130" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBVVSndfrOc/Taqc9hsi7MI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RQxvjVScMU8/s400/COVER%2B%25282%2529.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 277px;" /></a><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBVVSndfrOc/Taqc9hsi7MI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RQxvjVScMU8/s1600/COVER%2B%25282%2529.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span">Cover: Book of poetry and photographs by Xhabir M. Deralla</span></span><br />
<div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">45 poems, </span>19 images, 84 pages, B5 format</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span">PURCHASE IT AT THE </span><a href="http://www.blesok-shop.com.mk/detail.asp?index=107&lang=eng">BLESOK ONLINE BOOKSTORE</a></span></b></div><div><br />
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</div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Selection of images inside the book:</span></b></div><div><br />
</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz0nSMHVoWg/TaqjZ3M1vWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/pOMQj7RG1gQ/s1600/Facing%2BDeath.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465151671123298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz0nSMHVoWg/TaqjZ3M1vWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/pOMQj7RG1gQ/s320/Facing%2BDeath.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /></a></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz0nSMHVoWg/TaqjZ3M1vWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/pOMQj7RG1gQ/s1600/Facing%2BDeath.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span">Facing Death</span><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1omXXbwL18/TaqjZUhUMzI/AAAAAAAAAno/R8ugH1-OgMI/s1600/Abdomen.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465142361764658" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1omXXbwL18/TaqjZUhUMzI/AAAAAAAAAno/R8ugH1-OgMI/s320/Abdomen.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Abdomen</span></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1omXXbwL18/TaqjZUhUMzI/AAAAAAAAAno/R8ugH1-OgMI/s1600/Abdomen.jpg"></a><br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYNmxLFV_m8/TaqjZNZ3dBI/AAAAAAAAAng/14dHOXxhqNU/s1600/A%2BTable.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465140451472402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYNmxLFV_m8/TaqjZNZ3dBI/AAAAAAAAAng/14dHOXxhqNU/s320/A%2BTable.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">A Table</span></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYNmxLFV_m8/TaqjZNZ3dBI/AAAAAAAAAng/14dHOXxhqNU/s1600/A%2BTable.jpg"></a><br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnOaYZwVBjI/TaqjZI9Y-EI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SUw2Z1fEZa4/s1600/A%2BGarden.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465139258292290" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnOaYZwVBjI/TaqjZI9Y-EI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SUw2Z1fEZa4/s320/A%2BGarden.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">A Garden</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
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</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">All rights reserved.</span></div></div></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-75564355947966674422011-06-26T20:27:00.008+02:002011-06-28T15:05:51.517+02:00The Deafening Whisper<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div>Where do you think you will go from here?</div><div><br />
</div><div>You raped my mother</div><div>And shot her after your fellows followed you</div><div>Then you turned to my father and me</div><div>Handcuffed in the corner of the room</div><div>Shot us in the head and left</div><div><br />
</div><div>I will find you</div><div><br />
</div><div>When you try making love to your woman</div><div>I will sit on the couch and watch you, covered in blood</div><div>Post-traumatic disorder you will call me</div><div>You’ll try to chase me off with booze and pills, but </div><div>The deafening whisper will stay in your head </div><div><br />
</div><div>Where do you think you will go from here?</div><div>I will find you and stay with you forever</div><div>To the end of your days</div><div>Beyond death, I will be with you </div><div><br />
</div><div>I will be there, in the mirror, when you shave</div><div>At the bottom of the bottle my eyes will shine</div><div>I will hold your hand when you sleep</div><div>Knock on the door in the long silent nights</div><div>When you sit in your little backyard </div><div>You will see my shape in the shadows of your children</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>Xhabir M. Deralla</b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">from "Apocalypse" (copyright Xhabir M. Deralla, 2011)</span></div><div><br />
</div><div>____________________________________________</div><div><b>Listen to the poem <a href="http://soundcloud.com/mooger-fooger/the-deafening-whisper?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebook&utm_content=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fmooger-fooger%2Fthe-deafening-whisper">HERE</a>; music by <a href="http://www.facebook.com/mooger.fooger1">Mooger Fooger</a> </b><br />
<b>To purchase the book, click <a href="http://www.blesok-shop.com.mk/detail.asp?index=107&lang=eng">HERE</a></b><br />
<b>To see pics of the launch event, click <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31329457@N02/sets/72157627067147176/show/">HERE</a></b></div><div><br />
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</div></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-54655134741619812622011-06-15T10:54:00.005+02:002011-06-23T20:20:19.152+02:00XHAD AGAINST GUNS<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QdLCVi-5rJ8/Tfs2BTM8smI/AAAAAAAAAto/iKZghvmTqFY/s1600/XHAD%2BAGAINST%2BGUNS%2Bstripe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QdLCVi-5rJ8/Tfs2BTM8smI/AAAAAAAAAto/iKZghvmTqFY/s400/XHAD%2BAGAINST%2BGUNS%2Bstripe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619144356037177954" /></a><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAlD4QrGLOI/TgODolnnA3I/AAAAAAAAAuU/6tpo-gtEjrk/s1600/WoA%2BDJ%2BXhad%2B16062011%2B%25286%2529%2B%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAlD4QrGLOI/TgODolnnA3I/AAAAAAAAAuU/6tpo-gtEjrk/s400/WoA%2BDJ%2BXhad%2B16062011%2B%25286%2529%2B%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621481493204763506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-48997248042402072922011-04-24T22:41:00.021+02:002011-06-27T15:35:16.763+02:00APOCALYPSE<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SyJDo-simOk/TbSSy4K7lJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/ZdKHvlFYBls/s1600/108d.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599261639497716882" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SyJDo-simOk/TbSSy4K7lJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/ZdKHvlFYBls/s200/108d.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 128px;" /></a><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="color: #404040;">to buy online, click <a href="http://www.blesok-shop.com.mk/detail.asp?index=107&lang=eng">HERE</a>:</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6pt; text-align: justify;"><b><br />
</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #404040;">The Book<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;">“Apocalypse” by Xhabir Memedi Deralla is a book of poetry and photographs, published by Shortcut Production in association with Cultural Institution Blesok, in April 2011. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;">The book contains 45 poems in English and 19 images. Editor of this book is Wendy Hassler-Forest, Project Manager at the Musicians without Borders. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;">The book is divided in several chapters, all depicting the dark reality of the present and even darker future. Political poems present the Author’s view on human rights and freedoms situation in the country and the world. Some poems describe the vicious life in the city, taking you to the world of bars, sex, alcohol and the urge for self-destruction. Many poems tell the story of the eternal questions of existence and meaning of life. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;">“Dark and seductive, sometimes pessimist but mostly rebellious” – the editor Hassler-Forest commented on the author’s poems at one occasion. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span">“Their reality is painful at moments, but essential, as well. Like a doctor who has to tell the diagnose to the patient, sentences line one after another, always personal – never general or neutral, sentences that carry the flag of truth in the revolution of mind” – writes Miroslav Stojanović-Šuki</span><a href="file:///D:/00%20AA%20DOCUMENTS/CREATIVE_personal/00%20WRITING/POETRY/01%20APOCALYPSE/PR/Apocalypse%20PRESS%20RELEASE.doc#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">[1]</span></span></span></a><span class="apple-style-span">, painter and multimedia artist (full article: </span><a href="http://shortcut-xhd.blogspot.com/2011/04/miroslav-stojanovic-shuki-poetry-of.html">http://shortcut-xhd.blogspot.com/2011/04/miroslav-stojanovic-shuki-poetry-of.html</a>).<span class="apple-style-span"> </span><span lang="MK"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #404040;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">The book launch took place on April 27, at Menada Club (Skopje Old Town).</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;">The program included an exclusive stage performance of the prominent rock band Mooger Fooger and the Author. Most of the lyrics of Mooger Fooger’s new album (to be released earliest in September) are from Deralla's “Apocalypse”.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
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<hr align="left" size="1" width="33%" /><div id="ftn1" style="mso-element: footnote;"><h3 style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><a href="file:///D:/00%20AA%20DOCUMENTS/CREATIVE_personal/00%20WRITING/POETRY/01%20APOCALYPSE/PR/Apocalypse%20PRESS%20RELEASE.doc#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; font-weight: normal;"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;">[1]</span></span></span></span></a><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; font-weight: normal;"> </span><span class="apple-style-span"><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">Miroslav Stojanović-Šuki authored 20 artworks in combined techniques (project: </span></span><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">Print on Black - No Good Will Come of This)</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">, inspired by Deralla's poems</span></span><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">. <o:p></o:p></span></h3><h3 style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">More info at: <a href="http://urban-wolf.blogspot.com/2010/10/print-on-black-no-good-will-come-of.html">http://urban-wolf.blogspot.com/2010/10/print-on-black-no-good-will-come-of.html</a></span><span lang="X-NONE" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></h3><div><br />
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</div></div></div></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-37918273292883899422011-02-27T02:39:00.005+01:002011-02-27T02:51:04.218+01:00ONE WOR(L)D<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtZ9egwyrKc/TWmtjSpbtFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/whQERfhI18E/s1600/ONE%2BWOR%2528L%2529D.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtZ9egwyrKc/TWmtjSpbtFI/AAAAAAAAAm8/whQERfhI18E/s400/ONE%2BWOR%2528L%2529D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578180435287716946" /></a><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>click on this wor(l)d</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>save this wor(l)d</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>spread this wor(l)d</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>love this wor(l)d</b></span></div><div><b>fight for this </b><b>wor(l)d</b><b> </b></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-4351446760616361592011-02-13T01:51:00.003+01:002011-02-13T02:06:14.069+01:00CRUSADERS AND SARACENS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hh6Pmb5A9Q0/TVcr-MSZSsI/AAAAAAAAAms/20x6GJlGgyA/s1600/crusaders%2Band%2Bsaracens%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hh6Pmb5A9Q0/TVcr-MSZSsI/AAAAAAAAAms/20x6GJlGgyA/s400/crusaders%2Band%2Bsaracens%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572971411344542402" /></a><br /><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">Dictators will stay in power as long as people are divided. Unite, before they crush you! This is a thought that I want to elaborate more comprehensively, but tonight, I will give it a more trivial dimension. I wrote this on the second day after the inter-ethnic and interreligious quarrels rose again in Macedonia. I will return to my original thought of the beginning of this note, some other time, and will be more responsible to its real weight. Here, I will just use it to begin a note about Crusaders and Saracens in Skopje in the 21<sup>st</sup> century. </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">Well, it all started with the government’s "next step" of the “Skopje 2014” project (worth 200 million euro or more) in the face of the so-called museum church on the Kale of Skopje. (The church alone is worth 1.7 million euro.) The leading political party of the Albanians (DUI), otherwise a coalition party in the government, argued against it. The leading Macedonian part of the government decided to freeze the project. For the time being... </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">The dispute started over night, literally. Actually, the government carried on building the church over night, secretly, despite its promise that the project will stop. Can you imagine? Government sneaks like a thief (over night) to a construction site to continue building a church! A crowd of angry Albanians, led by high DUI officials crumbled the construction down on Thursday night. Great! Of all issues that torment all citizens (including Albanians) in the country, these politicians picked a religious one. The Pride-Minister knows where to strike… </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">Yes! It was a great, sacred night. “Religion-driven” quest against “religion-driven” Pride-Minister, who probably believes he’s a conquistador or something... Crusaders and Saracens, Skopje, 21<sup>st</sup> century. Bizarre! </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">It caused a wave of ethnic tensions, of course. Nationalist-idiotic journalists, editors, and politicians enjoy the games again. The nationalist rhetoric, the entire arsenal, didn’t bring any new, neither less filth. Moreover, the latest incident is both inter-ethnic and interreligious. Politicians, both those in power and in opposition must be very happy with this. The more distraction from government’s wrongdoings and opposition’s incapability to offer real solutions, the better… And, people bought it, as usual… </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">Unemployment, poverty, international isolation, crime, corruption, violation of human rights, dictatorial behavior of those in power – will continue growing, as long as ethnic divisions and tensions exist. Those responsible of people’s troubles will get away with it, and people will hate each other for being different. Again… </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">That’s where I connected my thought at the beginning with these events: As long as politicians manage to divide people over this and such issues, they – the people – will be unable to unite against little-big wannabe dictators. Meanwhile, Crusaders and Saracens will fight a war of the past that will cost us the future. And, will turn this ugly city into even uglier village. </span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span">Um, wannabe dictators… I like this one. </span></p>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-47537092225805027302011-02-03T04:43:00.009+01:002011-02-03T08:34:02.377+01:00That Peculiar Friend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdOBruG6kg/TUooGAJ9tBI/AAAAAAAAAls/ZHX1QDvWAIw/s1600/Sunflower%2B03%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdOBruG6kg/TUooGAJ9tBI/AAAAAAAAAls/ZHX1QDvWAIw/s320/Sunflower%2B03%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569307972783158290" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></p><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span">Insomnia, that peculiar friend… </span></span></span><div><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"> Doesn’t come, doesn’t leave </span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span">Like drops of heavy oil,</span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>minutes are sliding down the walls of time</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>getting nowhere</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Time is longer and thicker over night, I discover </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Thoughts are drilling harder, too, self-coerced </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Seeking for attributes does not complete the picture </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">The night remains a blank page, calm, yet disturbing </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">So impersonal and cold, inevitable </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Quintessence of loneliness </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Waiting for the skies to turn grey </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Defrost the pendulum </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">And harbor another morning </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Yet, nightmares won’t leave </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">And another night will come, I know </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Take me back to my peculiar friend </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"> To hold my hand and wrap up my brain </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; ">© Xh.D. 2011</span></span></div><div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-81244745376679924422011-01-31T22:03:00.002+01:002011-01-31T22:38:36.388+01:00ONE/11<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdOBruG6kg/TUcrlx-pdfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/gkTRmSAdTec/s1600/165520_1849389434429_1231520441_2178026_6427632_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdOBruG6kg/TUcrlx-pdfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/gkTRmSAdTec/s320/165520_1849389434429_1231520441_2178026_6427632_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568467392338163186" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.one11world.org/hero/56/Xhabir%20Derala/">http://www.one11world.org/hero/56/Xhabir%20Derala/</a><div><br /></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8720634496947078025.post-20769543410761504752011-01-27T00:45:00.009+01:002011-11-13T01:59:08.301+01:00UNITED IN THE MUD<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial;"></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><i>April 11, 1970</i></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><i>USA,</i><i> Apollo 13 moon flight is launched… </i><i></i></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">Swigert (Apollo 13): “Okay, Houston, we've had a problem here.”<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
Duke (Houston control tower): “This is Houston. Say again please.”<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
Lovell (Apollo 13): “Houston, we've had a problem. We've had a main B bus undervolt.”</span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" face="arial"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><i>Midnight, January 26, 2011</i></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" face="arial"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><i>Macedonia, timeless… </i></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">“Houston, we have a problem!” echoes in my mind. Ever since the fatal error on the tiny spaceship Apollo 13, this phrase is used to symbolize a failure. I would add one more meaning to it. It is to call off the totally exaggerated, tasteless and bizarre behavior of the political elites of this country. “Houston, we have a problem! Houston, we have a problem! Ilindenska BB (postal address of the government’s building), we have a problem!” I repeat myself very often lately. </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">In the summer, I wear the T-shirt with this phrase, a present from my friend Wendy. I’m thinking, maybe we should print a couple of million of these T-shirts and get on the Ilindenska BB street. Maybe <i>they</i> will understand… ‘Cause we’re in trouble, really. Like the Apollo 13 crew, we are in trouble, not the crew in the control tower – that’s our sad case. And Apollow 13’s. </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">I’m often struck and shake my head in disbelief when I watch the news. I’m amazed by many of those who make the news, as well. Day in day out, people running the system cause long-lasting damages, often undermining basic logic, leaving you speechless. And, get away with it. And, get away with it rich (financially). </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">No good… All this is no good to anyone, except to few obedient servants of the ruling clique. This impaired society never stood a chance before the belligerence of the party herd and political illiteracy. It never generated defense mechanisms against sickening ambitions to rule and to gain profits from that rule. Whilst people count their worthless days of bare survival. </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">Well, we have to admit that political elites managed to unite people more than all civil society organizations together. They united people through rampant robbery of their dignity. Although primitive and translucent, their methods managed to impose incredible levels of control. Decisions often border with insanity, the rest are just stupid. </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdOBruG6kg/TUC0NIZ191I/AAAAAAAAAlY/GpDUMH_oVA8/s1600/028.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566647277117110098" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHdOBruG6kg/TUC0NIZ191I/AAAAAAAAAlY/GpDUMH_oVA8/s200/028.JPG" style="height: 320px; width: 240px;" width="150" /></a><span style="font-size: 100%;">United in the mud, people started moving. Hungry and repeatedly cheated, seems that they started realizing that rulers are those who cause their misery, not the ones on the other side of the imaginary fences called ethnic, religious (whatever) backgrounds. I hope they will continue uniting, disregarding differences that don’t matter when it comes to justice, liberties and equality. </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: arial; margin: 6pt 0in;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">People… Hungry, tired of humiliation people… I hope they – we all – will soon dress up our minds in an angry T-shirt shouting “Houston, we have a problem!” And, tear the control tower down. </span></div></div>Xhabir M. Derallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396925179497773218noreply@blogger.com0