Apparently these are: 1. Relatedness 2. Creativity 3. Rootedness 4. A sense of identity 5. A frame of reference It seems that items 1-3 are inalienable to me, but items 4-5 can be stolen. The reason for this is not actually bad — it is that cultural flexibility that enables me to adapt, it is … More Erich Fromm on Human Needs
Z: This group is rather odd. I do not know that I can relate. Whiteman: You are not better than anyone else here, and we all have the same problem. Z: I never said I was better than anyone here, nor that we did not all have the same problem. I said it was a … More An Undiscovered Whiteman
Here is a rare interview of Víctor Jara by Nicomedes Santa Cruz, done just a few months before Jara was killed. They are both important people, and if you do not know about them it is easy to find out. I never saw Jara in person and it is not easy now to find a … More El canto del pueblo
In the past three weeks I have accomplished too little in terms of visible production. What have I been doing in this hot village? For it is so hot that I find it difficult even to watch whole films, read whole books, or listen to whole albums. I have been reading very short texts. In … More The Open Source Fallacy
Aquellos ojos míos de mil novecientos diez no vieron enterrar a los muertos, ni la feria de ceniza del que llora por la madrugada, ni el corazón que tiembla arrinconado como un caballito de mar. Aquellos ojos míos de mil novecientos diez vieron la blanca pared donde orinaban las niñas, el hocico del toro, la … More 1910 (Intermedio)
A la Sra. Lupe Medina de Ortega 1 Los grupos de palomas, notas, claves, silencios, alteraciones, modifican el ritmo de la loma. La que se sabe tornasol afina las ruedas luminosas de su cuello con mirar hacia atrás a su vecina. Le da al sol la mirada y escurre en una sola pincelada plan de … More Grupos de palomas
It was midday. The crowd filled the streets, coming and going, dispersing or conglomerating, circulating or standing still, pouring down the entrances to the métro like a river of bitumen, assaulting the buses like a cloud of locusts; a crowd trading on each other’s toes, digging its elbows into each other’s ribs, spitting into each … More Des Foules
…[He aquí que veréis en mis versos princesas, reyes, cosas imperiales, visiones de países lejanos o imposibles: ¡qué queréis!, yo detesto la vida y el tiempo en que me tocó nacer; y a un presidente de República no podré saludarle en el idioma en que te cantaría a ti, ¡oh Halagabal! de cuya corte -oro, … More Prosas profanas
I had never read Queneau, but Les derniers jours fell into my hands in English. It is very amusing, and I can see that it could be moreso in French. Here, the character goes to a salon: They were impressionist poets or symbolist painters; they had known friends of Paul Verlaine; they still remembered tubercular … More Raymond Queneau
(Siento que se aglomeran mis deseos como el pueblo a las puertas de una boda.) El río allá es un niño y aquí un hombre que negras hojas junta en un remanso. Todo el mundo le llama por su nombre y le pasa la mano como a un perro manso. ¿En qué estación han de … More Un paisaje hecho poema
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