Tal vez de todos los errores que existen
del único que no me arrepiento es el de amar. Hegemónico tesoro que riego
continuo desde hace casi 20 meses. Pido disculpas si por ello futuras publicaciones se ven salpicadas por esta equivocación.
“The
word,
is a powerful sovereign, it can within a small and completely invisible body, achieve
supremely divine works. It can, for example, end fear, banish affliction, it
can produce joy, or intensify compassion. [...] The word that persuades the
soul compels precisely to that soul to be convinced by what is said and to
approve whatever is done. A single speech delights and convinces any multitude
if it´s artfully written even if it´s not spoken truthfully. The power of words
has the same relation to the disposition of a soul, as a prescription of drugs
have to the nature of the body. Thus, just as some drugs draw out from the body
certain humors and from others draw out different ones; and just as some of
them put an end to illness, others on the contrary put end to life, some
produce affliction, others pleasure, others fear; "Some influence those
who hear them to bravery, while others venom and bewitch their souls through
malignant persuasion"
Gorgias, Encomium of Helen, 8-14.
Gorgias,
Greek born in Sicily 483 A.C
“Just shove off,
will you!! Damned paradoxes and temple chants. Science seeking religion and
religion seeking science.” I Think.
I killed every cell brain that was somehow graceful to communicate anything
visible or invisible. During the last six years I let pierce into my body a
relentless mist of shallow thoughts urged by fear, revulsion and disappointment.
In every sense, in the past, my writing always has been a blustery withdraw of these moods
filled with murky mirrors and unclear hearts. Working as I do as taxi driver now; I
get customers from very different backgrounds.
Whenever I´ve one customer not framed into this brutish culture I´d cry
with joy and see myself baking cakes and singing odes to this individual. My
word, words are not sovereign at all but words, concept and
preconcept as eternal fact are endemic hype of those rhetorical more skilled. Rules
and regulations are written by those least interested in complying with them and so are prays for those less qualified.
In a
strong way I feel a sort of uprootedness in my whole existence because I see
this poison spread all around.
From a
very early age I understood the meaning of uprooting, manufactured by the order
of desires, the power of those who wield words over those who wield things. The
sacralization of effort. the mediatization and mythologizing of working classes
and the hyper idealization of nature, in one last sentence; the drama role
stripped of any ethical singularity.
I won´t delve
into means for deeper understanding of something that needs careful
examination and thoughtful research although I tried this bloody stuff in five long
episodes “Stay at home” where I put all my experience studying the most radical
and passionate authors. Days of sharing critical thinking and organization in
social actions against fascism in Spain back in days.
Today I
want to find what gives power to words beyond the capabilities of any person
and its own commodities. You cannot find truth in the ambition of any person.
Humanity is galvanized by the idea of ¨speaker¨ and ¨speech¨ as inseparable, a
paternalistic logos producing and preserving itself by generating its own
codification, which in turn recodificates the system. But today there´s no socio-biological
explanation plausible because of authoritarian determinisms, dusted
utilitarisms or super structures where the molarity of the individual recedes. At
first was the word, and then myth, religion, science all “for the great cause; the platonic
love of language “.
The word
"person" comes from the Latin word persona, originally
meant "mask," related to the Greek prósōpon face"
or mask¨^. The person like individual develops thoughts through words, craving,
or steeling, or simply engraving his name to hung on a door sometimes like a
survival act and other times like a replicated dynamic within each institution,
a cosmetic egoism evolutionist. Ambition like capitalism have the machinery of
contra-production. Always a going around and cannot be understood as logical
necessity. Nowadays capitalism, thanks to the technology as theodicy, is a
surplus of massive and pornographic unproductive capital and free labour.
Bitcoin, AI, big Data, small Scams, happiness as expendable commodity, fast
food culture, tik tac toe. It is an historical outcome founded by the State to
promote private property and free markets that are actually controlled against
the working society that seeks to regulate it.
I will
try to be a person with no mask. For starters, soon I will have half century of
existence and I will celebrate it with the face of joy. I´m a bit tired of
tapping on battlefields. This blog initiated fourteen years ago used to be more
alike to a playground than a battlefield…
Tomb of the
diver 470 A.C.
Cropped
picture I doodle and scrawl
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Daniel Santos y Davilita - Yankee Go Home.
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