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JOVAN DUCIC ABOUT ISLAM

Simo Jelača
detail from: KRK Art dizajn


JOVAN DUČIĆ ABOUT ISLAM

Dučić in his book "The Footpath by the Road" and story "With Dragiša in Anatolia" has left a broad description of Islamic culture,
to which I add the saying: Remembrance is monument harder than stone; If we are humans we need to forgive people, but we must not forget.




Jovan Dučić, a distinguished poet and academician, diplomat in royal Serbia and Yugoslavia, traveled many countries and saw the world with his own eyes, realistically and historically accurate. His first real knowledge of Islam was taken from Mostar, which he considers as the city of his youth, and during his stay in Istanbul, he unequivocally became convinced of the reality what Islam hed left behind. Dučić in his book "The Footpath by the Road", and in the story "With Dragaša in Anatolia" in 1939, described the culture of Islamic rulers, who lived only for themselves and to the world, did not leave anything nice. He literally states: "There is nothing particularly good in the eastern architecture, and yet nothing is as it was the one he agreed to present this city (Carigrad) of the highest autocrates, winners, ruins, bloodshed, triumphant ... In all countries and in all nations, the name of these great soldiers was only pronounced with awe ... The Serbian man did not pronounce a name, nor did he conceive of the appearance of this city, otherwise than with a "horror". There is really no beauty in the history of Turkey, which would provoke love and admiration in other nations. In the architecture of the Arabian style there is a lot of chit-chat and women's. The Turkish temple has Persian and Arabic style, but none of Turkish. The beauty of the East is in silence, resignation, laziness, fatalism, oblivion. The greatest heroes of this nation were only bearing their name without surnames, so no one else remembered him as a person of history or tradition. The Turk has only countless Sultans, but no one remembers them anymore by their work. The Turk has a prophet Muhammad, in which he deeply believes, but he knows little about it. It is a feeling of nothingness of man, and that is the first thing that a person will feel in the Muslim East.
In Constantinople is the capital monument of St. Sophia, a monument which used to be previously an Orthodox monastery. Constantinople is the former capital of Byzantium. Stambol is cowardly, uninteresting, disgusting, at least on the look of the Turkish, the capital of the Sultan. Stambol was a glorious gladiator camp, which went to Europe to persecute their barbaric emperor to destroy, bury, rob, hang it on. The Turkish sultans were only military men, forebears, gentlemen, and laziness. And all of them resemble one another. At a time when universities, galleries, churches of unique beauty were built all over Europe, these eastern barbaric rulers, sitting here on the very foundations of the most striking cultures of the Byzantine Empire, did not take anything on those ruins, but continued what their ancestors were doing through Asian deserts.
Here lived Muhammad II the Conqueror and Suleiman the Great, who besides such titles had no culture more than the central generals. In their time, Christianity was trampled on religion, civilization, dynasty and never united on the issue of the European East, and that's why the Turks became the best soldiers and army. No Sultan had the talent of his generals. The Great Viziers, mostly of foreign origin, had saved their empire several times, such as Serb Sokolović who saved the Suleiman’s Empire. Emperor caravansaries on Bosphorus are puzzled by their poors, superficial. Their courts are the poorest. Thus, the slaughter of the famous Muhammad II of the Conqueror is less significant than any Bosnian Serb escape. All these people in the wealthy foreign countries robbed as well as kidnapped the army and spent in new wars, as well as in constant rage. The Sultans did not have their biographies. Unlike Julius Caesar, he had unusual glory and ordinary human marriage, but by his life he represented a time of human history. Alexander Makedonski had his idea of the state and his idol about the human community. Napoleon had his genius of revolutionary and revolutionary ideas of his people. However, not one Sultan was interested in either ideas or life. In Stambol, it was only beautiful what was terrible. The French love for Turkey is untenable, for such an unconstructive and ruinous people. More than the Francois I alliance with Suleiman the Great, the French did not stop helping Turkey against the Christian. If France Luo XV wanted France, Peter the Great was ready to throw Turkey out of Europe, and the Christian of the Balkans would be liberated two and a half centuries ago. Napoleon helped Turkey defeat Russia's Emperor Alexander I and asked the Porte to quell the uprising of Karađorđe. In the meantime, romantiers came to literature, with a touch of Turkish harem. In the Muslim East, the Sultan was the only free man, and his entire people and every individual were compromised to be drowned by the cables of the Sultans or cast into the sea. The West never wanted to know about the torture of the Christian East through centuries. The Pope himself asked Emperor Constantine Dragaš, first to receive the Union, and then send him several galleys to help, which he also did on the damage of Orthodoxy.
The Turks were a great destroyer of Christian culture in Europe, the largest executioners and arsonists. The Turkish people themselves had an inclination for peaceful life and honest work, but the interpreters of his religion made the Koran an enormous code against the unbelievers, only because they believed in God. For five centuries, the Sultans completely captured these people for their personal crimes and triumphs, extinguishing all the hearths of light across Europe. In Constantinople they did not take anything, but they all shot down and deserted. And they could become a cultural world. They needed only one sultan, as was Emperor Peter the Great, so that from his people he made a cultural world, instead of rustlers, bloodshed, arsonists and gluttons, all for calculating sulatts and a few Pashas. Famous Muhammad II, conquering Constantinople, Smederevo, Bosnia and Athens, was a warrior, not a military, cruel and criminal. He had driven his brother by father, little Ahmet, and the great grand vizier of Mehmed Pasha Abogović, a Turkish poet and his second, originally Serb from Kruševac, whom they captured as a child, gave him to take him to Jedrāne and detained him in Jenkulu, and then ordered the hangman to kill him. Even he had opened his stomach to see if he ate a watermelon. That same Muhammad II, conquering Constantinople, ran on a horse at the church of St. Sophia and performed the slaughter of the caretaker population who demanded their salvation there.
Constantinople is just a magical memory of the old Capital city. Emperor Constantine the Great, born in Niš, founded Constantinople for the capital of the eastern Christian empire. Since then, the history of Byzantium and the new people of Byzantium began, dating back to the composition of the Roman and Greek elements, absorbed by the great and dignified Hellenistic culture, more powerful than the twisting spirit behind the degenerate Romans of the fourth century. Constantine called his capital the New Rome, raised the Forum, Capitol, Portik, the Caesarian Palace, and the Senate in it. He embellished the new capital, built on the most beautiful place on earth. No ruler in the world has so much affected the art of his time and people as Constantine the Great. During his time, the mosaic was shining in brilliance that the world had not seen before. The eastern inspiration with Hellenic and fine Athens with Roman grandiosity is mixed. Rome defeated the Greek military, but the Athenian culture defeated the victor. The new born Byzantine genius did not cease to rule European art, through generations, for several centuries. With its brilliance and monumentality, it has not surpassed anything to this day. Constantine Porphyrogenitus, the emperor and historian, was at the end of the X century the chief accountant of the Carigrad, as the greatest miracle on earth. He himself was a painter and master of gold and ivory. He also wrote about the Serbs. Car Justinian, born also on the territory of Serbia, surpassed Constantine the Great in embracing Carigarada and his artistic care. He built a temple more beautiful than Solomon, the largest since Parthenon, where the first dome was set up on a square plot, as the then man in the world. The church was all in golden mosaics, with a throne of gold, bordered by precious stones, which blew several centuries. The emperor himself was wearing diamonds sprinkled in diamonds. A devastator sent Justinian eight pillars of antique green marble from Ephesus, and one widow sent eight pillars of porphyry from the Temple of the Sun. An angel itself appointed a place for the church. A cross of gold decorated with diamonds was placed on the head of the church. In the church of St. Sophia, which was decorated with golden mosaics, there were nothing less than six thousand candles burning. The Ottoman empire and the empire of Byzantium threw into the shade a majesty of old Rome, which remained the military capital of the empire. Most of the Byzantine emperors were also people of great education, such as Konstantin Porphyrogenitus, a writer, painter, goldsmith and architect. His skillful work was the silver door and the table for the ceremony at the Triclinium, the golden hall for ceremonial receptions. Saint Sophia was by far the greatest work of Byzantine art. The whole church around the church was the sum of the Raška palaces of the highest reign of Constantinople. There, near the church, there was the imperial palace, no doubt the greatest honor of all time. In the time of Poinogenite, this palace was a collection of all the beauties that had been accomplished so far. The Emperor sat on his golden throne, all in pearl and precious stones, giving the impression of the emperor of the earth, the deputy of God among the people and the owner of everything that exists between heaven and earth.
This splendid beauty of Constantine and Justinian lasted until 1202, until the Crusaders, the robbers and the rulers, who for a short time broke everything and loosened. By the conquest of Istanbul in 1453, the city became degeneration and poverty. Saint Sophia became impoverished and poisoned, and eventually it was turned into a mosque, and the last mention of the Western cult and its rulers were completely destroyed by the barbarians.
When Muhammad II of the Conqueror, then the twenty-year-old sultan, entered the Constantinople, he surrendered the last 7,000 defenders and entered the church of St. Sophia on the horse, where he made a slaughter over the rest of the population, who had been hiding there. "
There, about what kind of civilization is a word. So when the Western world truly wanted to open its eyes to the truth, it would see why the Serbs shed their blood in Kosovo to save Europe. They will, however, never do it, and harm to themselves and to all human civilizations. Dučić left behind the front description, in a different version, and I add to it a declaration from the monument to the victims of the faction of Jovan Soldatović, at quaz in Novi Sad: ''Remembrance is monument harder than stone monument; If we are humans we need to forgive people, but we must not forget''.
Aya-Sofia church- mosque, Carigrad



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