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In this sequel to Rural Development: Putting the last first Robert Chambers argues that central issues in development have been overlooked, and that many past errors have flowed from domination by those with power. Through analysing experience - of past mistakes and myths, and of the continuing methodological revolution of PRA (participatory rural appraisal) - the author points towards solutions. In many countries, urban and rural people alike have shown an astonishing ability to express and analyse their local, complex and diverse realities which are often at odds with the top-down realities imposed by professionals. The author argues that personal, professional and institutional change is essential if the realities of the poor are to receive greater recognition. Whose Reality Counts? presents a radical challenge to all concerned with development, whether practitioners, researchers or policy-makers, in all organizations and disciplines, and at all levels from fieldworkers to the

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Whose Den

Whose Den 2

For whom the sky is the floor, like the pitch-black road at night that clicks,  
Or wanders freely on ice fields, frozen to glass so cold,  
Sometimes gazes up at the long-desired land, through the tricks,  
Measures, scans, and wonders what each groove foretold.  
From below, they see the heights as merely a hue,  
And the landscape wrinkles like a brow, forming a roof to hold.  
They may glance at the gods' mirage, a surreal view,  
Those gods wave, but how strangely they behave,  
As if hanging by their feet, askew.

I often watch them too, in a daze,  
Their every movement I deeply feel,  
Their scent intoxicates, I hear their thoughts in a craze.  
I speak to them in golden words, though I know the deal,  
They see only the dance of my joy-lit face,  
My lips’ playful sound, often amused, they praise  
The circus, though only faintly, not too much.  
The world, with its million colors, is my place,  
A battlefield of tiny particles, in their blaze,  
Yet my fate is to be hosted in the air's clutch.

But now, suddenly, something begins to change...  
My eyes blink rapidly, my heart starts to race,  
My feet stir up starry dust, an exchange.  
I wipe my feet on the stars, with grace,  
Then, with a deep thrust, I leap in haste,  
Grasping at the multicolored horizon's face...  
I’d bury my late youthful head in the dust, a small trace,  
Hiding like a child seeking love’s warm embrace,  
Feeling the urge to throw myself at the beckoning height,  
Dive headfirst! Upward! In flight!

Oh, Desire, you are my core!  
Who, by besieging my convictions, ignites my mind,  
I hate you! Yet cannot leave you, even more,  
For I’ve betrothed you in love of the eternal kind.

Slowly, I calm down and return  
To the hardened sadness of constancy,  
Then I ponder why one would concern,  
When the sky is their floor, in their eternity.

The original text was written by András Radványi.
Translated with ChatGPT
The music and the image were prompted by Radis
Artificial Intelligence: Suno and Midjourney
all rights reserved ®

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