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music and left reformism



He was strong and weak as a Marine.
She was fragile and invincible,
As a Vietcong guerrilla.

(stolen words Mr. Rivas)


steps today echoes mock the way

The road milling
echoes spits feet licking trample it

The road twists and returns
to bite the tail with fangs
while their cries are covered
steps back today.

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"Life in the Mirror" Item

(Excerpt from an interview with Dr. Ian Henriksson,
Master in Astrophysics at the University of Vienna). "(...)

Dr. Henriksson I received in his office. Everything looks old, but spotless. Even the appearance of the doctor reflects, a grizzled man of thick hair, his mouth twisted into a sneer, almost elegant. By way of greeting
squeezes my hand tightly, "back to us, Adolf," he mutters to touch me.
I suppose the old doctor never understand why I left physics, or why I left University ... let alone that it abandoned its class.
When you look you see only certainties, an endless chain of them to be screwing around like snakes, waiting to appear and remind one that is human, he has made mistakes, and what eats a poison uncertainty . (...)

As we talked, Dr. Henriksson has shown me a small picture frame with a picture of Sigmund Freud. It has been fun for a while telling stories about him, his experience as a professor at the University. In some ways, it feels closer to Freud ...
Next to the library that holds the portrait is a large poster of Klimt, is it out with a smile it is not necessary to point out that there is some irony in the situation.
I responded with the same face as usual, "he never should have left here," whispers neglecting my smile.

(...) I have no fear to say that I admire. I did when I was his student, though my life has distanced himself from the way you showed me. I do now as a journalist, having heard so much and so many ... Before retiring
something I want to ask, a man like him, he carries on his back the memory of the Holocaust, the death of his fellow cast in the eyes ... someone like him, strong, proud, almost inhuman: Is there something that changed your life, something without which could not move forward? Dr. Henriksson
remains pensive for a moment. You can see the ideas running through the inside of his forehead.
Finally, looks up and says, "Without a doubt, Adolf ... chocolate bars. "

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For the second time in a very short time, I see my name on a wreath of flowers ... Again
day stop for a few hours to see him slip through the icy seats in a mortuary, to be invisible for a while, later to appear ...
The phrases seem to come armed, but they are all coming from the people, as if its role was to tour the different hydrants in need, so you can be ... Outside
my grandfather smoked. There is a nice gurí I talk about the Harry Potter (why you get the idea that you should talk about trivialities at the time? What does it matter to Harry Potter when he gets home tomorrow and not his grandmother? ), while, around us, all share the same idea. Some talk about theater, others on politics, and other, perhaps older, tell stories that involve it, and do they laugh, and then callan.Afuera, interspersed with the smoke of my grandfather, the city slips through speakers and steps, rushed words and dirty paper, and the day will give way to another night like the other (for those are not here).

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to serve him another teacher ... Cover holes

"But I think it is time to return to time, as I said, forever lost. Who does not, he also had the urge to shout "stop the fleeting happy moment?
and hopelessly lost because the reconquest of the time that sinks in only loss experienced by the reiteration of facts and circumstances can not be more than a second experience.
It is, in short, another time. Which is already sinking into the past.
The only tricky timid hope of salvation lies in the motto on the coat that I was from San Martin, "Live your life in such a way / that is alive in death." And As for my lost books I often wonder, Neruda: Where are / between what people / showing what words? ".

Juan Carlos Onetti