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Ostracism versus Emancipation

 

Honorable readers

Open Minded Lady or Gentleman

 

I, Angel R. Almagro,  US citizen, I am the author of several books, which are all registered in the Copyright Office of the Library of Congress. My books are:

1_ "AMEN ou L' Enfant et La Bête"©.

2_ "Femme"©.

3_"Le Rêve du Papillon I"©,  which is now "Le Rêve du Prince Ailé I".

4_"Le Rêve du Papillon II"©, which is now "Le Rêve du Prince Ailé II".

5_"Au-delà d'une Aventure, Un bel Amour"©. Its translation into English, which is the next one is not registered:

6_"Beyond an Adventure, a Beautiful Love".

 

All these books have been published by the Canadian publishing company "Les Editions Dédicaces". Thus, my first book, "AMEN ou L' Enfant et La Bête"©, was published in 2011, and a copy of which was sent to the Library of Alexandria, in Egypt.

So far, my books can be purchased in Amazon and Walmart, but also in eBay, Biblio, Apple, Kobo, Nook, Payloadz, Gumroad, Delcampe, Lulu, Smashwords, Vivlio, Scribd, The Book Patch, Thalia, Bonanza, etc. Including in India, Australia, Holland, etc.

However, so far, I've only gained a few dollars, despite the fact that my books can be purchased worldwide.

I don't complain for the money I have gained, but for the fact that Les Editions Dédicaces, despite my request, hasn't given me any statement yet about the selling of my books and which one is the best sold. I do believe somebody else or some people within the Deep States are behind having me proscribed to ostracism, both intellectual and professional. Nevertheless, we must keep in mind that other foreigners (no Americans) are part of the Deep States as late dictator Fidel Castro was and the Clergy is, as well. Since I am a Catholic who's received the Sacrament of Confirmation, this latter might have proscribed me following my entire literary creation's content.

Sadly, the rating of ostracism under which I am banished has gone beyond human reality as a tracking microchip was injected into my left eye, it's been lying inside my eye since 2012. It’s a cruel al-embracing violation to an American citizen.  An open minded and a night senator can’t admit such a violation.

I am a US naturalized colored poet/writer, who, unlike other people of humanities, haven't had the recognition for my role as an American colored poet. Instead, being a low income person who is unable to afford an attorney or a literary representative, other people may try to take possession of my intellectual property or something else, including my US constitutional privileges, just because, I repeat, I can't afford a lawyer. And since I am a US citizen, under the interpretation of the Constitution, it didn't proscribed me from defending my constitutional rights and privileges by any means, lack of representatives or institutions set up to guarantee my citizenship.

Thanks

 

Angel R. Almagro

308 Fairview Ave. Fort Myers, FL 33905

239 308 5037

angel.r.almagro@gmail.com

https://aralmagro-newpoetry.com

 

Note. I came to the United States in January 2001 as a refugee. In Cuba, I was a University Polyglot Language Professor at the Agricultural University of Havana from 1981 through1997. Before, I had been a French Professor at Havana Language Schools from 1969 through 1981. I have two Bachelor's Degree.

In this letter, I’ve only referred to literary and intellectual matters.

I've been an American citizen since 2006, affiliated to the Republican Party since then.

Colored Poet

 

Colored Poet

 

Recently, the Library of Congress celebrated a sort of Colored Poet/Writers Day, in a country where those people of different skin coverage were underrated under the perspective of what we know as Manifest Destiny, apparently entitling natural European immigrants in the New World with social and religious structure over other immigrants and autochthonous people, ignoring, lacking of cultural knowledge, that poets, despite their skin color or origin, are not single people; otherwise, everybody could be a sort Molière, Victor Hugo, William Shakespeare, Walt Whitman, Edgar Allan Poe, or colored ones like George Moses Horton, Frances E.W. Harper, James Madison Bell, and James M. Whitfield.

Poets are angels, but not all humans are angels or rather poets!

My books, to be guaranteed, are deposited at the US Copyright Office of the Library of Congress, but sadly, there are still people with a Manifest Destiny's perspective.

My books can be obtained through Amazon Kindle or through other bookstores, almost worldwide, but being a colored poet/writer, it's been hard to convince people I am the author; and for this reason I haven't had any royalties so far.

These are my books deposited and protected by the US Copyright Office of the Library of Congress:

·       “AMEM ou L'Enfant et La Bête”.

·       “Femme”.

·       “Au-del d'une Aventure, un Bel Amour”, the translation of which being “Beyond an Adventure, a Beautiful Love”.

·       “Le Rêve du Papillon” Volumes 1& 2, (“Le Rêve du Prince Ailé”).

 

 

 

 

Manifest destiny

Manifest destiny is how you consider yourself vis-à-vis other people you consider inferior!

It's when you think yourself entitled by God to manage other People's fate.

Hitler was an example as manifest destiny when he considered Jewish people and their belongings his property.

 

Following Christopher Columbus discovery that there were natural indigenous inhabitants in the new lands, waves of European immigrants behaving vis-à-vis the natural inhabitants and their belongings is another example of Manifest Destiny. Thus, natural indigenous inhabitants and imported indigenous inhabitants from Africa were victims of a miserable fate due to the spectrum of Manifest Destiny, mistakenly in the name of God.

 

 

 

The one who has wisdom to discern, let’ s/he does!

 

When dates and biblical magic numbers coincide with a person's name, Angel Almagro, this person might not be a common one.

The word Almagro, my last name, comes from the Arabic word al-magra. The Arabic region, or most of it, was inside Canaan, the Holy Land of Abraham, Isaac, Jacob (Israel) and his twelve tribes (sons), Moses, David, Jesus and Mohammed.

Jesus, the Son of God, was born in Bethlehem, a Palestinian town, portraying him as a Jewish Arab or Arab Jew who spoke a Galilean dialect of Aramaic. Jesus was born Palestinian within Canaan, Israel's Reign, the Promised Land.

666, 616, 444,  Apocalyptic or Mystic numbers. Or, it's merely rather a coincidence!

The one who has wisdom to discern, let s/he does!

According to the interpretation of Corinthians 6:19-20, Matthew 6:22 and Luke 11:33-36, the installation of a microchip in an eye, ("The Lamp of theTemple of God"), seems a profanity. And according to the interpretation of Revelation 13:16-17, this device into an eye does violate infamously my Christian faith and upset my spirit, mainly when the date of the installation of this poisonous item like a thorn coincides implicitly avec the biblical number of 666!

Nevertheless, I was the wrong person to be microchipped, and the date of February 22, 2012, was the wrong day!

The microchipping was on February 22, 2012, or 22 of February, 2012, and this date not only coincided with the Apocalyptic number of 666! But also with something else: 444, the Number of Angel!

Let see below:

22/2/12

(22)(2) (1+2)

(22)(2)  (3)

(22x3) (2x3)

(66    (6)

6 6 6

 

Yet, the date of the microchipping was 22/2/12

 

(22) (2) (1×2)

(22) (2)   (2)

(22×2) (2×2)

(44)     (4)

444

  * 444 is the Angel Number!

 

My name is Angel as you know. What another coincidence because I was the wrong person to be microchipped.

Thus, according to scholars, the real name or number of the Beast is 616!

 

Oh, God!

I was born the Second of August of One Thousand Nine Hundred Forty Four! That's to say 02/08/1944 > 2/8/44.

In Cuba and in Costa Rica, we celebrate the Feast of "Our Lady Queen of Angels, and that's why I was baptized with the name of Angel!

What a coincidence! My date of birth coincides with the biblical number 616, as well!

   The Second of August!

2/8

(2-8)(2×8)

6     16

616

or

The Second of August of One Thousand Nine Hundreds Forty Four > 08/02/1944 > 8/2/44

8/2/44

(8-2)(4×4)

6     16

616

 

These mathematic solutions stands if you can have the number 666 or 616 combining certain numbers you are given.

It's all about coincidence!

I was born the Second of August 1944, in Havana, Cuba. In Cuban and in Costa Rica, the Second August is the day of Our Lady Queen of Angels. Thus, I was baptized with the name of Angel as I was born August the Second.

 

8/2/44

8÷2/44

4/44

444

 

444 is the Angel number!

Too much coincidences converging!

Thus, the one who has wisdom to discern, Iet it s/he does!

 

Angel R. Almagro

 

*  444

Biblical Meaning of 444

"The number four in the Bible represents times and seasons. In the book of Genesis, God created heavenly bodies on the 4th day; that is, the sun, moon, and the stars. The sun and moon enable us to determine time and seasons. With the position of heavenly bodies, we can discern night from day and the four different season experienced in the world. The four directions also find their basis from the Bible, that is, North, East, West, and South".

Moreover, according to the Bible, the number 444 is also associated with the ministry of Christ, which lasted 44 months and 4 days until the moment he was crucified.

"The pattern of the number 444 is manifested as there are 44 months and 4 days between Jesus' baptism and the day God the Father gave his final confirmation that Christ was the One chosen to die on Passover to make our salvation possible!"

 

Thanks for reading!

 

Angel R. Almagro

 

 

 

 

 

L'imaginaire endroit

 

L'imaginaire endroit

Est bien le plus utile

La mer étant leur voie

Qui garantit la ville

 

Et grâce à ces pêcheurs

On trouve à nos foyers

La paix et le bonheur

Venant par leur voiliers

 

La nuit bien de bonheur

Après le saint bouillon

D'amour rempli le cœur

Ils trichent les poissons

 

Depuis la nuit limpide

Est jusqu'au jour doré

Combien bel intrépide

Est-il sur l'eau aimée

 

Pêchant avec entrain

En mer, en fleuve ou en lac

S'en va pour sûr la faim

De vie bien plein leur sac

 

L'endroit imaginaire

De tous le plus joli

Le Lord encense La Terre

Avec amour béni

 

The Mason and the Camparter

 

When from their rough hands

 

Fair and worthy love arouses

 

A forest of cities stands

 

Plenty of sweet houses

 

 

 

Immensity of fresh aroma

 

Any moment is well felt

 

From Washington to Oklahoma

 

From where homelessness has left

 

 

 

From California to Maine

 

A garden of wooden homesteads

 

Adorns the sites, single or main

 

Where Christ's abodes are heads

 

 

 

From dawn to dusk, golden to violet

 

Like a troupe of hasty ants

 

As the hammer or scoop they did get

 

They enrich all the holy lands

 

 

 

But like a troupe of bees, rather

 

Without either queen or king

 

But like sons after a father

 

They build and they sing

 

 

 

Sprouts thus a commonwealth

 

Arisen from the public wishes

 

With castles of endless health

 

As a timely garden flourishes.

La Fleur Rouge du Prince Ailé

 La vie sera meilleure 

Quand nous aurons fini 

Des hommes la douleur

De vivre en pénurie

Mais il faudra alors 

Que pousse bien partout

Depuis la Belle aurore

La Fleur remplie d'atouts

Le Printemps revient toujours

Et vient le printemps

Pour tous comblé d'espoir

Quand nous voyons volant

Les Papillons mignards

 

En embrassant leurs fleurs

Soit un Lis ou Muguet

Fera que le bonheur

La vie remplisse de paix

 

Et on voit les beaux ailés

Qui dansent tous ravis

En attendant l'été

Avant les temps si gris

 

Les temps couverts d'ennui

Déjà une Chrysalide

Dans son cocon d'étui

Le vers devient solide

 

Et vient le temps encore

De bien jolis jardins

lesquels depuis l'aurore

S'avèrent à l'heure parfum

 

Et donc les chrysalides

S'en vont de leur cocon

Avec des ailes solides

Les bras des papillons

Rights

 

Rights

 

It's good to live in the United States, but not without decorousness!

The greatest irony in the United States is that a microchip be implanted into an eye of an anti-communist refugee, tracked, monitored and persecuted. Moreover, when this person is an American citizen who is professor, a designer and a poet/writer.

When someone is frequently under electronic, cyber or under any other sort of surveillance, it's because he's considered an enemy or a subject who poses a risk to the community.

I came to this country as refugee 20 years ago, and I haven't visited my country yet because the reasons I left Cuba as refugee still exist, and worse. So, if I am considered a person non grata or an enemy combatant, I am rather willing to be sent to Guantanamo Prison. Thus, you wouldn't be concerned about me anymore.

When I came to this country as refugee on January 11, 2001, under The United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR), I had already worked as a professor
for about 30 years, the last 15 as a language professor at the Agricultural University of Havana. Within this university, I taught English and French to students of the School of Veterinary and the School of Agricultural Engineering. I also taught French to graduates who worked as professors or as researchers at the university.

Before being a university professor, I was a French teacher at Havana Language Schools. But before being a French teacher and a university language professor, I was 5 years in the Cuban army until 1965.
Before the Cuban Revolution, when I was 14 years old, I was a clandestine within a revolutionary cell.

Beside my military function, I was a basic instruction teacher as most of my contemporary fellow soldiers were almost illiterates. By 1964, after having received some teaching instructions, I became officially the instruction teacher of my fellow soldiers, and that was my last function in the army. During my five year in service in the Cuban army, I was twice in a military prison where I also taught basic education instructions to fellow soldier inmates.

How much I contributed to the education and professional instruction of hundreds of fellow Cubans during my lifetime in Cuba.

I have two bachelor's degree as I had graduated from the School of Philology of Havana University, and from the School of Foreign Languages of the Higher Pedagogical Institute of Havana. I also had attended other studies such as Russian, Italian, English, and basic didactic instruction within the army, and so on.

Professionally, I reached my dream in Cuba because I worked as university professor, but by political and literary reasons, and to allow my sons to reach their American dream, I fled the country focused on keeping teaching French through my own method in my own facility. Just after my arrival to the refugee shelter in Fulton, MA, in an interview for a local newspaper with supposed journalist Abigail Zequenza, among other things, I told her that my intension was to create my own French Language Academy. I had already told the same thing of my teaching and cultural project to an American "diplomat" in Cuba before fleeing the Country.

The entire newspaper edition, where appeared the interview of Abigail on me, was removed after the 9/11/2001 terrorist attack in the US soil.

At to that time when I came to the United States, no university professor with two bachelor's degree had had the authorization to leave the country, but I had become a leader of the opposition. That's why the Cuban government had no choice, and reluctantly allowed me to flee the country with my sons in 2001. We had been settled in Massachusetts sponsored by the Catholic Charities' Agency.

Do you think the Cuban regime would remain indifferent that I could succeed in accomplishing my cultural and teaching project in the United States after having studied two university careers and worked in a university for fifteen years? Absolutely not!

In Boston, I worked in a hotel for seven years until 2007, and I taught French language at Cambridge Center for Adult Education in 2003 and 2004. Meanwhile, I attended studies of psychology, sociology, anthropology, journalism, music and English writing at Bunker Hill Community College of Boston.

I lived in Lynn, MA, where I finished my books of poetry in French language "The Kid and the Beast, Woman, and a text book to learn French Language. All are deposited at Washington Copyright Office.

In 2007, a year after I became US citizen, I moved to Miami, mainly to begin a Master's degree in French language. Beside my two Bachelor’s degree, I had 52 academic college credits with an outstanding GPA of 3.8.

When I enrolled in Florida International University to attend graduate studies, everything was easy, and I was told to submit the transcript from Bunker Hill Community College. But suddenly, things became hard as I was told to submit the transcripts of Cuban universities, what was hard for a person having come to this country as a refugee after having been one of the leaders of the opposition at that time.
And despite being US citizen and having submitted my transcript from Bunker Hill Community College, I was compelled to do two admission tests, the GRE (Graduate Record Examinations) and the TOEFL (Test as a Foreign Language), what surprised me because I did not expect to pass this test (GRE). Regarding the TOEFL, I couldn’t complete the test because on April 2012, I was under the torture caused by the microchip into the eye, which didn’t permit me to concentrate. The perforation on the left eye, through which the microchip was injected, remained still opened.

It's funny how the government goes out of his way to help illegal immigrants reach their dreams finishing their university careers while I was denied help to continue my career in Visual Art at Miami International University after I had been granted a scholarship. I had to withdraw from the university owing a debt of almost $ 6.000. I did not ask  for money to South Florida Work Force but for a job to pay the career tuition..
Both, my enrollment in Florida International University and in Miami International University were part of my cultural and educational project I had begun, when I was still a university language professor at the Agricultural University of Havana. Also, the enrollment in these two universities were important for my profession and the plot of two of my books as cinematography is taught at the Institute of Arts and Designs of Miami International University. Moreover, as you can learn ceramics at that institute of artists, painters, designers, photographers and film makers, I had embraced the idea of working in ceramics with my more than 2 thousands colored designs. That’s funny!
The Master's Degree in French at FIU would be significantly important with my possible job in high school as I had obtained the Letter  of the Official Statement of Status of Eligibility as I was eligible for a Florida Educator's Certificate to teach French and English in high school. People in the shadow have made me a loser. My enrollment in graduate studies in French language in FIU, and the Status of  Eligibility to apply for a post of French teacher were really important to me because I had created a book to develop French Language through poetry and music (©). That's why I had attended music classes at Bunker Hill Community College in Boston.
My Career at Miami International University, Institute of Art and Design was not a chimeras as I was officially registered to attend the first year, paying the tuition fees with the money I received as unemployment compensation because I was jobless.

I did not come illegally to this country. To enter here, I submitted my criminal records with no felonies. I submitted also my medical information and employment records from the Agricultural University of Havana. Previously, I had presented my cultural and educational project and my desire to American diplomats in Havana to implement it in the United States.
If the US government considered me as a person not grata, why it allowed me to settle here?
If the US government did not permit me to begin a master's degree in French Language in FIU; and did not help me continue my career in Art and design at MIU, why it was permitted  I entered to this country under the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees, and sponsored by Catholic Charities' Agency?

It's a crime for a legal refugee to apply for a post as language professor (French and English) in High School after having received the Letter indicating my Status of Eligibility? It's a crime for a legal refugee to try to enroll in university careers? It's a crime for a legal refugee to have his books published?

In 2011, my first book of poetry in French language was published and one copy of it was sent to the Library of Alexandria, in Egypt. Thus, officially, I became a naturalized American poet/writer.
Absurdly, however, by that time, I lost my two jobs in Downtown Miami, and a microchip was implanted unlawfully in my left eye, an electronic device which has nothing to do with any human health conditions, as it's a device for tracking and spying no matter I am US citizen with no criminal records.
Since 2012, the microchip has been lying into my left eye, poisoning it, and my face which is darkening.

How come a country with a significant amount of Nobel Prize Awards in Medicine and in other sciences allows that an electronic device intended for communication through electronic waves be implanted into an aqueous environment so important and sensitive as the human eye is!
I've just had a mini stroke on January 11, and was hospitalized a couple of days. And there is consequences for having the microchip inside the eye. Just keep in mind that the eye is a prolongation of the brain through its optic nerve. The eye is the only part of the brain that can be seen directly. My left eye is  disturbed and part of my face is darkening due to the microchip's toxicity.

Since 2011, I've been explaining about the atrocity of putting a non medical electronic device in my left eye. Many people have been hearing about this issue through my blogs in Facebook, Twitter, Google. I'm aware people know I am a tracked man under surveillance. And then, somebody, aware I am defenseless, is taking the royalties of the selling of my books in several online bookstores. At least, my books can be bought online, but sadly, oppression and discrimination have been prevented me from receiving the royalties of my books, which are my property.
And also my French text book has disappeared, been stolen from my blog "Le Français par la Poésie et la Musique". The same title I deposited this book at US Copyright Office of the Library of Congress, which is a French Text Book I created for French learning.
The link of this blog, "La Lyre Enchantée" (www.aralmagro-newpoetry.com), along with other links ("Papillonjoli" and "Angelangelo") remain inside the blog "La Fleur Rouge du Papillon". However, the content of "La Lyre Enchantée", the title of which is "Le Français par la Poésie et la Musique", was stolen or sold!
My profile pictures show I am a colored person. Within Google, Chrome and Blogger people are accountable of my French Text Book's disappearance or selling.  When you click on the link, appears www.aralmagro-newpoetry.com...but the text book composed by 8 lessons doesn't show up. This is a copyrighted property.
In addition, through Google, people can buy any of my more than 2000 colored designs of my Blogs  "Le Français par la Poésie et la Musique", et "Le Français par les Gravures” (designs). Both blog's content is disappeared. Nevertheless, my colored designs remain in Google's photos from which anybody can buy any of my designs, but the money goes to someone else! Usurpation!
When you are defenseless, other people enjoy from your belongings or property.

I said I had begun the creation of the French text. book at the Agricultural University of Havana for my French didactics and methodology. Hence, my interest in a Master's degree in FIU to work on my teaching profession.
The fact is that it's not common that a colored person be able to create such a magnificent French Teaching  Method, and to write a great literary creation in French language. For certain people, my skin is too dark, my face too ugly and my hair too curly to be considered a magnanimous professor, a good designer of more than 2000 colored designs and a genuine literary creator!
My property copyrighted is being stolen, including the royalties for the selling of my books, and everybody is happy.
Twice I went to the Agency of the Department of Justice charged for issues I considered high profile. I was told I have to deal with physicians. Since 2012, when the microchip was implanted into my eye, I have dealt with physicians regarding my visual health. However, physicians have nothing to do with electronic surveillance, citizen’s right violation, refugee programs, and the copyright infringement of a poetic and French teaching literary creation.
For 20 years, I've been living cornered, mainly after September 11, 2001 when I worked in Boston. Now I wonder why January 11, 2001 was selected for my fly to Boston from Miami, Cancun, Havana. By the way, I think, the plane had an emergency landing that night at Logan Airport.

It's enough to be tracked with impunity without reasons while my cultural and literary creation are being stolen. II am not a terrorist, a bank robber, a drug or weapon dealer, a sexual offender or a communist. I am a catholic who has been a professor and a writer for almost all my life. I didn't come to this country to commit crime, nor to improvise a cultural and teaching project. I came with all my writings from Cuba.

I am sure I was the first colored Cuban immigrant who has taught French language in Harvard Square, in the city of Cambridge, MA. I am sure I am the first colored Cuban Immigrant who has had his books published in the United States by a Canadian Publishing House.
When I had worked in Cuba as a professor for about 30 years, and when it was my time of labor retirement, being then quasi 60 years old, and after having contributed to the instruction and education of hundreds of Cuban fellows, I decided to come to this country enthusiastically with my cultural and teaching project done under the arm.

As I am an educated and respectful person, a Christian, I repeat I am rather willing to go to Guantanamo Prison, or to another third country, but keeping my Cuban and American citizenship, this latter obtained lawfully, after having settled in this country lawfully in 2001.

I am not a criminal, a felon, but a victim.

Thanks for reading

Expecting further actions from authorities, and looking forward to doing the rights solutions,

Angel R. Almagro

308 Fairview Ave. Fort Myers, FL 33905

239 308 5037