Sea 30 2009
Today in my alone newspaper there is a poem. Perhaps be today more vulgar than of custom. I will blame to the Spring, to the hourly change, to the swaying of the climatology, to the crisis, the thaw of the Pole, to the deforestation of the Amazon, to which there has gone out for me a stepfather, to whom weighed it keeps on being heavy to my chief and keeps on being a chief, to not restoration for umpteenth time of “Blue Summer”, to the Alliance of Civilizations, to the Civilizations without Alliances or puppy that them barks, to the strike of Meter, to Jack the Ripper, to the existence of the world, of the worlds all … To The Love itself.
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Sea 29 2009
Paraphrasing Felipe's words (personage of Cinchona) in Mafalda. That was saying giving us the back, this way, as if not at all, looking at no side. “I have decided to face the reality, so scarcely it becomes pretty they warn me”.
Some of the inhabitants of this beautiful blue little boll, confront every day, like that, such which; others, longing for a world the other way round, as José Agustín Goytisolo was writing in his poem “The good lobito” …
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Sea 24 2009
The past, it is only that, past. Something that will not return already or perhaps, if: Who knows?, but in this one case will not be already the same reality, it will be another thing. I speak about the personal past of every individual., pero en éste caso ya no será la misma realidad, será otra cosa. Hablo del pasado personal de cada individuo.
The past affects in the present and, up to the future, when it does not determine it and determines. Certainly to live in the past is to deny the same present to him. This way, we cannot impute to the past the consequences of our present behaviors. Just as we do not judge to a book for his covers but for his content, it is not possible to judge the present for a past that is already almost negligence. The past is an alone past, what it imports is the present; to change the reality that surrounds us. Igual que no juzgamos a un libro por sus tapas sino por su contenido, no se puede juzgar el presente por un pasado que ya es casi olvido. El pasado es solo pasado, lo que importa es el presente; cambiar la realidad que nos rodea.
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Sea 18 2009
About whom has not it ever said or asked … : What sense does my life have?: do I have to give him to my life another sense? : has my life no sense? … perhaps do not be the same questions, but what yes is true, it is that in fact we have thought it., ¿mi vida no tiene sentido? … quizás no sean estas mismas preguntas, pero lo que sí es cierto, es que en realidad lo hemos pensado.
He says the German poet Rilke “do not try to understand the life / then she will be like a holiday“ and on the other hand, the French thinker Georges Bataille, it defines to the life as “an unintelligible adventure“.
The society is merciless with the human being, it is the one that gives us the guidelines for which channeling our life in accordance with his caprices. Nevertheless, the human being, to be rational where they are, will never stop wondering …
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