POETRY PHOTOGRAPHY IS NOT A MEDAL TO HANG IN THE CHEST OF TYRANTS BUT AN IMMENSE SOLITUDE MADE OF ROCKS, WHERE DESPOTISM CAN ORDER ITS GRAVESTONE. EACH ONE OF US HATES WHAT HE LOVES. SO A POET PHOTOGRAPHER DOES NOT LOVE POETRY PHOTOGRAPHY WHICH IS ONLY DESPAIR AND SOLITUDE BUT HE WARMS ON HIS CHEST THE ANTS OF REVOLT AND REBELLION, WHO ALL DESPOTS WANT SUBMISSIVE AND REPRODUCTIVE. ONLY THE VOLUNTEERS OF MISERY AND PATRIARCHAL SUBMISSION WANT POETRY PHOTOGRAPHY IN THE ARK OF ALLIANCE WITH THE PIMP TRADITION OF PRETERITE DAYS, PATRIOTIC GLORIES, MEDIOCRE HEROICALNESS, IGNORANT PIRACY. EVERY TRUE POET PHOTOGRAPHER DESPISES THE LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT WHERE HE WAS EXCRETED IN THIS PLANET WHICH SOME CALL HOMELAND, AND ONLY LOVES THE GREAT CONTINENTS, SEAS AND OCEANS OF FREEDOM AND LOVE. ONLY ON THE IMENSE UNCREATED SPACES POETRY PHOTOGRAPHY SERVES IT’S DESTINY – BOMBARD MAN INTO THE ABYSMS OF UNCONTROLED DESIRE WHERE MURDER ITSELF IS AN ACT OF POETRY PHOTOGRAPHY AND LOVE. THIS MURDER IS THE GREAT EMBRACE, SOLIDARITY AND TENDERNESS, NOT THE HYPOCRITE CHARITY OR THE FAMILY BED, WITH IT’S SMALL PARADE OF HORRORS, WHERE EXPLOITATION OF SON BY FATHER SETS THE LAW.
(pedro oom's poem adaptation)
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