Ivan Kireevskii

Before you is a unique collection of poems written during the second decade of our new century… during a time of conflict and upheaval… a time of hope and of fear and uncertainty.
Included in the body of this work are the words Ivan Kireevskii has carved, chiseled and sculptured in the first five volumes of his Sculptum Est Prosa series.
Ivan Kireevskii is a poet exploring views on the synthesis at the edge of inquiry into the world. His is the study of the simple and the complex.

Have you ever wondered what a dialogue would be like between Nagarjuna, Nietzsche, Jesus, William Blake, Charles Darwin, and the mysterious unknown author known as the “J” writer? In Ivan Kireevskii’s most ambitious work to date, through an epic poem he journeys deep into the thoughts, words, and teachings of history’s most celebrated teachers, prophets, poets, storytellers, and mystics. In a series of poetic exchanges, Kireevskii lets them take us into the mysteries of life as they express their views of the contents of the “J” writer’s lost scrolls.

The inherently divisive and exploitative nature of capitalism, is readily apparent when one draws back the curtain of the global banking system. One peak reveals their inner workings, where it becomes clear that it looks less like a legitimate business enterprise and more like a criminal syndicate running a lucrative extortion racket.
In the Wall Street economy, money is both means and end, and the primary product is phantom wealth—money disconnected from the production or possession of anything of real value.
In our era of deregulation on Wall Street banks have moved away from their traditional role of providing loans to consumers and businesses. Instead, they have created a new business model that specializes in charging excessive fees and usurious interest rates, provides excessive leverage for risky bets for hedge funds, extracts subsidies and bailouts from governments, launders money from drug and arms traders, and use offshore accounts to hide their profits.
While the middle class melts away, banks have profited at every step. The forty-year experiment of “trickle-down” economics has favored the interest of Wall Street speculators, but has been a dismal failure for the average working man and woman.
Thus, this book of poetry is subtitled, The Voices of the Bankers and the Thieves.

The world sits on the precipice of social unrest, economic uncertainty and a pandemic of historic proportions. We are at a place as a civilization that has up to now been conjured only in the works of fiction. But here we are. I have to ask, how much of this has been brought due to our own selfishness, greed, and total disregard for our planet and the plight of our sentient kin and one another?