“To be human requires an escape, in one way or another, from the mass of atoms, cells, and particles from which you and I and everything else is composed. It is to be endowed with a soul, which — even if it is immaterial, without expanse or density, even if it is perfectly invisible, impalpable and inconsistent — acts as a passport out of nature and into our human essence.”
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l a n a d a : n o t h i n g n e s s
We live in a society where we don’t have time to think… where the nothing –shopping, watching TV– has become a something, and the something –relaxing, meditating, sharing– has become a void in need of being filled. Our minds, our souls, have slowly been corrupted by materialistic nothingness that has been created for us, billboarded in front of our eyes and printed, tattooed on ourselves by advertising, marketing and vulture capitalism. The remote control of our world only has two buttons: play and fast forward, but the one we’re all looking for is the pause.
-On Palestine, by Ilan Pappé and Noam Chomsky
No quería ni podía pensar en nada, ni sacar ninguna
conclusión. Solo podía mirar y respirar, porque su cuerpo
lo hacía automáticamente.
Un tiempo indefinido se cumplía de un modo cíclico,
el colectivo llegaba y se iba, la parada quedaba vacía,
y se volvía a llenar. La gente que esperaba cargaba siempre
con algo. Llevaban sus cosas en bolsos, en carteras,
bajo el brazo, colgando de las manos,
apoyadas en el piso entre los pies. Ellos estaban ahí para cuidar de sus cosas,