Fabutron

About the Book

“The Rooster Cries…”is a compelling literary work that bespeaks the hope that is unearthed after the torrent of calamity strikes. It challenges the reader to wakeup and be conscious and mindful of self and community. The author illustrates the trine reality of being a Gay Negro Latino male, a third class citizen, raised in the United States, part of the 13th generation of this nation, the famed Generation X (1961-1981) the ignored generation. The artist brings to life, his 40 years of being raised during times of civil unrest (1969), to the times of pandemic paranoia of Aids (1980’s), to times of national tragedy (9-11-01), to times of global recession (2009), bringing to bear what thirsting after the American dream means to him. Feroz uses his art of Astrology to further comprehend his jihad of life, helping him navigate through the transgressions of personal loss and broken dreams. Outlining the existential woe felt, when one can’t seem to fit into society at large. He’s expressed in a fashion of honesty that would do Baldwin, Williams and Huxley proud. Feroz explains his “Audacity of Hope”, comically interjecting musical pop culture, to involve the reader in the essence of the times of which we live. In order to fully explain his faith in the American dream in these times both trying and full of history’s hope. In this new Aquarian age, of this new millennium, in a time when government and governing is “Black like me”. The Native (NYer), casts aside all doubt of the future and waves his cape at the start of a Bull Market. Donning the hat of entrepreneurship, a testament to his faith in the American dream. Telling / Crying of this fabulous future that we must all invest in … Fabutron. This is more than just a fairy’s tale. This is L.I.F.E. [Living In Faith Eternally]. “To a Taurus it’s always a Bull Market” Feroz

About the Author

I may not be a great author of the Huxley, Baldwin, Nietche type. I may be very well the fool on the corner. However I too have something to say,"... listen to others even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story". I am a Gen-Xer born between the Baby Boomers and the Millennials, the forgotten generation a mere 46 million. Born in the ghetto’s of NYC, to latino (Panama) immigrants. Born in the slug cast from the bowels of America, but even slug has cream. I am the Cream of the Crop. Born in the time before computers changed the world, when solidarity applied to a people and a Nation. Forever grateful for the freedom I was born into, was promted to speak my mind when Heaven’s freedom was terrorized on 9/11 the Year of the Snake. Working for a major communications company in the wake of the 9/11 disaster providing relief support for a city now crippled. Was moved as a nationalist to recount my American perspective from the grassroots, with a New York State of mind. In the spirit of ‘69 as we enter this age of Aquarius, i ask, “This is it?”