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The inescapable imperative reflection

R Viña came yesterday, and as it was holiday and C had work to do we took the car and we went for a walk. We were eating pies in Con Con, then the ocean rock watching the waves breaking at our feet down the cliff, went to Valparaiso to sightseeing and eating in the Journal chorrillana finish off with a couple of beers. That my friend is going through a crisis period (it will be unemployed within a few months, died recently a mutual friend and just finished a three-year relationship) I confided that he was blamed, for it is facing to give new direction to his life after such a difficult question to ask about what you really want 35 years and can not answer that simply does not know. He told me he feels that much of what he has done in his life, read a postgraduate study and has been the result of subconsciously trying to fulfill the expectations of others, or which he attributes to others, they have about him , or has made a great sacrifice for what we call the "success" that weâ diffuse half is not palpable or chewy, but it regulates the behavior of sick people. States that the fool is not a workaholic or an elitist snobbish or anything, is actually closer to being a hippie indecent, as the song from Maná. The only thing that really keeps you excited and vibrant is the music (a musician in parallel to be a doctor), but can not devote full time to the guitar because it is the most useless and unproductive wea the universe and is even credited with having formally studied as a life giving guitar lessons, in addition to a plethora of people who have equal or superior talent and it is much better. Then C sees two alternatives before him: immerse yourself in the professional life to pursue a vital cultural politics conventional current accounts, mortgages to 20 years, car fees and families with children, etc., or dive headlong into the music once and for all and give up everything else, and do not know what he really wants, but knows it is time to decide what will make the second and final half of his life ...
And the point is that the question is Pelu poh ... What you really want?, because it's true that you can spend a lifetime there depending on what one believes is expected of you in the shadow of imperatives that are often self-creations, perhaps to make sense of the days no more, at worst so I would not ask questions such tremendous and difficult as that ... and it is difficult to answer. So, I find it difficult ... If being happy is doing what one intimate and really want to do What I want?. I, for one, I answered with a phrase of Michelet: "Happy is the man who has found work and a woman to love."
And you, what do you really want?. By that time marches on.

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Amelie: Why is lovely! ... Exudes imagination and romance, colorful (I love that green with red and yellow) and film technique, is designed to attach details: Who has not experienced the pleasure to reach into a bag of lentils or throwing stones bouncing off the water?, a soundtrack very beautiful, nostalgic air, popular and classical touches, with prominence of piano and accordion accompany the scenes well (the flashback Dominique Brotodeau to his childhood when the box is rusty on the phone, emotiiivo, po weon !...) and Audrey Tautou (is that how is called?) characterizes the character admirably. Even the beginning to capture part of the funds immediately for the original visual composition and the first sketches of the character playing solo piano playground while the melancholic, but intense, generates a voltage fine dramatic, and she eats strawberries inside their ten fingers one by one, and makes a cup rubbing sing and harmonize with the music .... gueeeeeeeeeenaa po!. I have several friends half Amelie, I conclude that the character is a universal type.

Strawberry and Chocolate: Cuban film whose merits and grace is in the dialogues and the story it tells, which is how a gay writer and a young student and get to meet people, as human beings in a bond of filial love . Excellent interpretation of Jorge Perrugorría, actor who plays Diego, the gay writer.

fierce Tango: Argentina's film mid-nineties, but it portrays the Buenos Aires youth of the late sixties and the figure of the romantic hero "suicided by society through the story of a pioneer of rock singer in Argentina. I like that the character is endearing Tanguito: a madman who all he has and knows how to do is their music and artistic honesty and bad ending that does not bargain, why not "fits" (is not Cynicism that weâ? or part of the process is finally maturing? ... as if you would live it seems that there is no other), and ends up crushed by the system that shows its more sinister in the character of "Lobo" the police inspector who failed in their attempt to grasp snitch shit as it charging it with drugs. A movie made from a real person whose story added fictional elements, it is heartbreaking and reminds us how shit the world can be sometimes to the idealists who do not walk humbly with the herd. Notable Scenes: Tango Mariana telling, after refusing to sell to commercial criteria of the label flabby offered him a contract: "I said no. Has anyone ever say no ... I do not understand is why I always have to touch me! "The scene that closes the movie, where they show the footage from years ago where everyone had to say something to see and heard when they were older. Tango appears on camera and after expressing his love for life and Mariana sentence a phrase that still thrills me and makes me question myself every time I remember, that is a cliché pa the movie, but a bitch to me to think about: "Everything is not purchased, all is not sold ... I have an endless list of things more important than security." And the Weon is so cool with your mouse face and heart of fire that one can not but love him. Jumped into the pocket the whole philosophy of my elderly mother about the desirability of achieving a stable situation in life. I like this movie but I suffer as well that I sometimes think that one day I'll end up the same, idea to me hovered for years and still do not rule ...


Vampires in Havana: an occurrence that is great po: a vampire story in Cuba made animated monkeys formats full of humor and taste. Very original and funny.

Habana Blues: continue with Fidel and his island. This is a bit in the vein of Commitments, by the importance of music in the structure of the film and the script. Two yoke fellow musicians (but yokes!) That is an opportunity that life puts in front are forced to decide every man his own way. A lot of rock, a simple plot and lessons of life: to live is to choose, and life goes on.

The Tin Drum: Back Schondlorff German. Long movie which is immersed in the history of Germany during the first half of the twentieth century through the perspective of a child who, having realized early cynicism and contradiction that surrounds adult life, decides not to grow. Film critic, poignant, grotesque at times, like when using raw aesthetic resources and even gotescos. I think it's an adaptation of the novel by Günther Grass. Remarkable scene: the Nazi rally that turns into a dance when Oskar begins to confuse the march military band played (which ends in a waltz) with the sound of his little drum.

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the possibilities that new media offer technology, the friendly face of globalization, which allows low-cost access to such information and has democratized certain consumer goods such as movies, I like both (though I think not as much as my friend P, who is stuck with story, and they saw three to a late head of TV). I hate programs Chilean TV open: with few exceptions, the majority seem to me an insult to the intelligence, but I like good movies. Good does not necessarily mean that the film is of high artistic content, but I like it and leave me something, simply, as I feel I have good taste. O good bad taste too. Anyway, this is a short list of my favorites, in order to Chilean, ie without order:

Closer: that I have just repeated, and me into a state of melancholy. Film that portrays a crude and subtle at the same time the twisting paths that sometimes take the relationships. I like it for the same thing that captivated The Unbearable Lightness of Being, the novel Kundera: the unbearable lightness of being.

The Lord of the Rings: I was never interested in the books of Tolkien, but the movie left me pegadísimo, for his outstanding performance, perfect balance between commercial and artistic films. Because I have a lot of wave to the mean age as well (tonight is the feast of St. Augustine, to all this: nod to historians of cato), and that, although it is a work of fiction, presents in the form of a story, existential questions and super deep and universal values: the struggle between good and evil, loyalty, courage, etc. Last but not least, by certain images anthology like black ghosts riding with an epic music, dramatic and frightening. Good film, in short, to see it with your children if you do, very educational.

The fearless vampire killers: the Polanski-sixties. Cacho I like Polanski, without intending to because I've been making more of their movies. This in particular is great: a vampire story tinged with comedy, brilliantly acted by the leading duo of Abronsius professor and his assistant Albert (Polanski acting like a clueless idiot and romantic something-hormonal, a devout disciple of the teacher), with the beauty that was Sharon Tate (my God, my mother looked like !...), and with a photograph and very special atmosphere achieved (the castle and the snow scenes, which seem to the silent movies of the 20's: vintage Polanski doing when not creating the term.) Much imagination, irony with a touch dark, a mixture of aesthetic resources in the service of the script .... I read one sentence of a child in "Good Sunday", the Sunday supplement that brought the Third in the early 80 ("Is there I ponder the first?), a short report to him and his work entitled "Polanski: a great evil." Here in Chile saw a boy dubbed in English on TV and I was fascinated and scared me to shit together. The title is translated as "The Dance of the Vampires "by the dance scene in the castle.

black cat, white cat: that is a very simple story, but gypsies. I shit of laughter with the vitality of the characters and their aesthetics angry.

Before dawn and before dusk, because, as Douglas, I am romantic. Because I happened to know that people in connection spontaneous, but not in Vienna, and that is a movie dialogues, and I like to talk.

The Commitments: because I love music and rock bands, although in this case is soul. Because I draw attention to Ireland and the Irish, I feel like a tune with them when I hear their music or see in the movies, but also that the film is great, the characters very well characterized (Joey "the lips": great!) and different and the soundtrack is cool.
I continue.

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The following text was written by Eduardo Subirats, Catalan philosopher, with whom I would consider whether to do a PhD. His thinking reflects much my view of the state of the world and history (nod to Chopa and historians in general). Yesterday I got up, went outside to hear pure bad news: I saw the Israeli bombing on Lebanon TV while looking at album covers that made advocacy of evil, death and destruction. The TV showed wounded children being treated at Lebanese hospitals. Then George Bush screws up again in the g-8 summit in St. Petersburg. The sacohuea forget or ignore that there are open mics around him and lets go of Blair, I think, Pachot it reveals the sinister simian bastard he is. Anyway, to continue paveando and I hope that someone sensible and put it to watch the grass grow from the bottom. "The Century" a fraud complaint as a set of measures the government of Chile, charge that the pretext to bring the desired and necessary social justice that this country needs, only deepen the model, ie: more lies and trickery, betrayal of their constituents. In Viña shine, hot like summer, almost. It's winter, winter weather ... trantornos? The greenhouse effect?. But I'm in a good mood. I feel like I'm turning into one of those old retired observers of the spectacle of history. Incidentally, the photo was taken a few days while it rained and tragedies occurring water overflowed the south. Well ... there goes the text, not to depress anyone, but to reflect.

Published in THE WORLD, April 5, 2002
The wars of the end of history
SUBIRATS EDUARDO
"The banality of speeches postmodernists of the last two decades, announced the intellectual mute against the global crisis we live today. First reason: the end of utopias bankruptcy sociales.La peace movements, and socialist projects of the 80, and the systematic deconstruction projects redefinition of national sovereignty and social elites of the Third World includes today its conclusion. Today pictures of environmental destruction, famine and death, migration of millions of humans, and political corruption and military and paramilitary violence that is covered in this world disorder has become obscenely visible. Their images are censored and voices of despair of human devastation that is unprecedented in major historical genocides of European colonialism. Charitable phrases eventually utters the global financial and political bureaucracy cynicism only add to their military and economic strategies of robbery and extortion.
Deterritorialidades. This was another of the watch words of the postmodernist discourse. Images associated with transnational capitalism, its global government and its powers móviles.Asociada with the construction of political discourse. This implementation of the power networks deterritorialized is now an accomplished fact and an ominous banality. For the global war strategies no borders. Paradigma.Los Amazon is a global war mercenaries in situ direct and monitor military operations in Peru, Ecuador and Colombia. Probably in Brazil. Developed in these scenarios the same strategies that have been trained in Africa and Southeast Asia. Synthesis and hightech dirty war. National sovereignty is an archaic if not treated in rich countries.
Argentina's financial settlement under the auspices of a democracy corrupt and irresponsible strategies of global banks interested in expanding to the collapse of the external debts of the Third World is a paradigm. The same principle has swept Ecuador, is strangling socially Brazil with a mass of human thirty million financially doomed to extinction, and maintains a tightrope called Mexico's democratic transition. Bureaucracy global multinational banks and representatives of the superpowers directly dictate the economic policies of plunder and free trade, while guarding the bastion of protectionism in rich countries. Scenes from an official White House dictating what the next Democratic president of Brazil has to do in social and economic matters, while justifying the imposition of tariffs on steel and agricultural products from that country is an act of interference resulting embarrassing even for those who yesterday assumed the inevitability of the fascist coup sponsored on behalf of the Cold War. Postmodern
The third myth was the virtual village, impersonation of the social body by the electronic mass, the end of the subject in the global village, and look empty transparent or defining a new existential condition and existentialist. Today we can draw a sequence of the decadent condition of modern civilization. Persian Gulf War: the electronic village perplexed and fascinated with the media transubstantiation of mass destruction, than it was a real massive bombing an entire country planted with thousands of tons of enriched uranium lethal effects in the long term, in a fascinating video game. Balkan War: show a systematic mass crime: organized rape of women, systematic bombing of civilians for many years, public opinion against the passive. Terror as a media event that does not distinguish between dirty wars of the paramilitaries trained and armed by rich countries to act on his watch in the jungles of Asia, Africa and Latin America, suicide warriors of Jihad and clean technology strategies of war the stars have imposed universal paralysis called civil society. Chechnya: the synthesis of War technology and total, and dirty war, in the complete passivity of the global village. Today announced an indefinite extension of the global scale regional wars, militarization of all economic and social conflicts generated by a complete failure of economic globalization social sponsored by the G-7.
is in this perspective that has also seen the event on September 11. I do not mean suicide attack at the symbolic center of capitalism and global military power by Al Qaeda. But the electronic dance manufactured from this attack. Its transformation into a primitive ritual sacrifice great, aggressive nationalism and the continuing propaganda war progressive. The 11-S has become an example of the mass mobilization of global electronics for the legitimization of a chimerical project to create a global nuclear superpower, the first formulation was exposed the day after the launch of the nuclear bombs of Hiroshima and Nagasaki as the ultimate meaning and ultimate truth, and which has since governed the bloody paths of the Cold War.
Fourth, the slogans of multiculturalism. Heir to the enlightened concept of tolerance, multiculturalism jargon, while academic and military serves the same objectives that colonists. In his name has created a perfectly uniform global culture, perfectly so closely linked bureaucratically semantically and completely controlled. These exhibitions, the museums themselves, the same single thought, whether political or literary criticism economy, it plays over and over again the same in the universities of Peru or Angola, Sao Paulo Biennial in the Guggenheim Bilbao . The result is the obstruction and destruction of memory, intelligence and local cultures, standardization of historical knowledge of ancient civilizations, and the creation of a new bureaucracy and a new global censorship.
And to finish this list soon terminals historical categories, a final conclusion or end of history as the final conclusión.Este history was, as is known, a global illusion described by the American neo-liberalism. But the end of the story is actually an old slogan apocalyptic, made first by the English Christian imperialism or merged later by German National millenarianism under the sign of the construction of ever repeated and global world orders. In essence this doctrine means that when the whole world is Christian or across the globe has become the propaganda built by the corporate media, obedient mankind will achieve happiness, and as consumers of the kingdom of God, and blessed paradise neoliberal.
The illusion of this submission the world a single law has meant, since the era of the Crusades, the first formulation, a "clash of civilizations" in the words of another intellectual associated with the administration of our new world order. The concept of shock is an understatement in this context. Actually means that the system can not be imposed Western civilization without resistance from those for which this absolute happiness means environmental destruction, misery and degradation to a subhuman existence. Obviously, then comes the shock, come wars, it's time of terrorism. And cross-imperial wars of yesterday and today's global crusade.
Under this perspective seems to me revealing the official definition the new discourse of war as a war of indefinite global civilization, and that this war was also granted the symbolic dimension of transcendent war of Good against Evil, that is, a holy war, a crusade within the meaning of Christian Manichaeism more archaic. It is a war that embraces not only a military strategy or specific weapons technology. She further defines a project of civilization. A project that is global, totalitarian, and presents administrative and notorious as a necessary order, apocalyptic war perfecto.Una unquestionable and final fulfillment of the destiny of the Christian and capitalist civilization, its values \u200b\u200bof freedom, power, order, reason. The end of history.
Certainly the corporate production of electronics can not hide fact that this politico-economic order burns on all four sides creating the suffering and death of millions of humans and opening a global perspective based precisely on terror: electronic monitoring of civil society, degradation of democracy to show corporately manipulated, violence and widespread corruption, fear and emptiness. In fact, the new global war not hide their reactive nature. They are the ultimate expression of this system when nothing can justify or support more than the militarization of social conflicts, as in the case of Colombia, and the desperate and suicidal terrorism, as the two opposite aspects but also very complementary to our historic crisis. Propaganda slogans of democracy or civilization that flag has the militarization of the planet can no longer keep either technically impossible to define a just social and economic system at the same level with that measured global strategies global war indefinitely.
The final program in history also defines the state of intellectual paralysis, the absence of artistic and social projects, the existential void that dominates the global cultural decision-making centers. Define an integral nihilism linked to the concentration technological and financial power. This gap calls for a radical change in our thinking globally and in defining our future. "

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I have a lot of work. I feel a little overwhelmed, because each week builds a little more fatigue. And I have very sad shame .... I think the penalty is that draws me more energy, not so much work ... grief, I feel grief, and I feel that in this world are rarely as we would like. My love did not work.

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since I was a kid and heard an old radio that sat on the refrigerator in my kitchen. Music has always had for me a strange power: he was able to induce my mood is, I changed the frequency and sometimes left me stuck for a day or two with a melodic phrasing no way had it out of my head. In this connection it got here the last song that I had this happen. Takes several days to resonate in the head, either at home, on the bus, the subway and out of work. I like their urban pulse and the dark sensuality property of their interpreters. I am seduced by the raw sound minimalist guitar and the voice deep and disturbing Gahan. The accompanying image is a photo of my grandmother. It was the most I made sense and correspondence with the music. Enjoy it.



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These are the ones that my heart feels bound, with all the strangeness and the contradictions that the brutal nature of love requires .

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Women II Women ...

I wrote this years ago.

"I know your game ... attract, seduce with curiosity, curious to see if what you saw is capable of deslumbrarte. And free as air sneak once you see a pair of eyes captive. Secure your skin, always attentive to security that gives you an unconditional love that you profess and feedback. Fun and practical to the core ..! "

" ... what claw, what generosity and humanity which seems to notice me beating in your spirit. But I also see loneliness, and I see dreams, and I fear being alone, and feel that the old prophecies are realized when buried seemed forgotten, as if recognizing a familiar face and feared. And brimming with passion, courage, which, misdirected, it becomes anger. And is that the damage was much, much humiliation to not react with the old power when pressed buttons that cover the pain. "

We are in the same field game, but all of us blindfolded and groping while we seek can only suspicion, pleasure, apathy, duty, interest or selfishness to keep us from madness.

'Life injury is absurd. "

" The last Kurdish "tango.

" I'm aware of you, women, hard hearts of vinegar. "

" black poet ", lyrics by Antonin Artaud.

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The picture night shows me in the silent Agua Santa, Viña del Mar, just before six o'clock (night is still closed), waiting for the bus to take me to my work in Santiago, a large city 100 miles inland in the direction southeast. It is early fall, so you do not even as cold as a country within months. I live on the coast, at the edge water, like a toad.
The other is for the Santiago urban railway, the Metro. I sleep on a friend's house in Plaza Italia, a focal point of the city. From there I travel in this train to my job in a short distance. It is an underground station with artificial light. In this picture it's morning, but both are dark.

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is my destiny, stone path, a distant dream and beautiful life, I am a pilgrim. As much as the happiness I seek, I live grieving, and when I quedame, life, me I walk. Tell me the ungrateful, but that's not true. I have inside an engine that never fails to roll over, I have in the soul a conviction never get sea destination. As a kid I had a garden, but I escaped to another city, and it did not help that all the time I was going round and round in life to try to react, I was in the same place and under the same skin at the same ceremony. Here comes the rain again, falling on my head like the memory, falling on my head like a new emotion ... is never sad truth is that which has no cure.

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You grow with the idea that things in life are in a certain way and can not imagine in between. Playing, loving parents, go to school, study, choosing a career, girlfriend, get married, have children, work, etc ... and it seems like every one of those things one thinks as befitting a well-defined model, I mean that one can not imagine the degree the complexities of life (happy people have the ability to simplify your life!) with all its phases and stages, and eight or ten years is believed to reach 25 will be fully armed and smooth functioning. Takes years before discovering that, as I said recently, nothing was as we expected: a life often hovers over us. But he also discovers that life had possibilities and compromise: one may not want both parents and not be a monster therefore, it is possible to earn a living, and even be successful without being brilliant in studies, you can work and live without having gone through college, sometimes better than those who did could survive ... love and heartbreak by gathering experience and knowledge to other years, one could live, in short, without complying with the official program and not die trying ... I remember the lyrics of a song: "Life is a Currency: who glean, it has; eye, I talk about currencies, not only thick tickets (...) is living: that's the story, with love, without love, innocence and tenderness that bloom times, maybe it is good ...". How I feel not having had a friendly voice that had told all this before having to endure the hardships of inconsolably bitter moments! ... how I miss being closer to someone who was older and wiser ..!

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The first pain I remember was to grab a finger clip, electrician. I screamed until Mom opened the door and pulled it out. Then I remember having suffered much every time I put an injection process rather than stinking for a child. But all that was physical pain. There is also emotional pain as that produced by the loss of loved we want. This is a diffuse pain involving being or emanating from its center. Stirred the minds and the feverish with abnormal activity of thought, time runs differently. Usually last longer than the physical pain and cold color stains with our entire worldview. Of course, anything that I can say here about the experience of emotional pain does not come close to what is to suffer. There is a threshold beyond which no word worth "has nothing to do with pain pain has nothing to do with despair despair. The words we use to describe these things are flawed. There are no names on the quiet zone. " (Enrique Lihn)

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things are happening. I can feel it ... as if they were producing a planetary alignment, according to the criteria of those who believe in astrology, like a cosmic swing ... I feel a death and a birth in my chest and my mind, as if it were to open a dam or was on the verge of something big ... I can not see beyond. Better not ask me, why not horn, but it's like when one perceives and thinks "we !"...¿ What are we coming from?. "And I unaa reevelaacióoon, I know what I want in this viidaa ..." Decapitated sing in "guitar" with an optimistic and cheerful. Something I would sing when cache which wave. I hope not to lose the signal ...