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The blue house where I was born is situated on a hill
hualles
surrounded by a willow, chestnut

walnut aroma in winter-spring sun
with honey sweetness chilcos
ulmos-turn surrounded
hummingbird did not know if they were reality or as fleeting vision!
feel down in winter oak-ray games
In the evenings we go out, rain or sunrises, to find the sheep

(sometimes we had to mourn the death of one of them, sailing on the waters
)
At night we hear the songs, stories and riddles
beside the stove
breathing the aroma of bread baked by my grandmother, my mother
, or Aunt Mary
while my father and my grandfather
-Lonko-community
watched with attention and respect
I speak of my childhood memory
and not an idyllic society
There, I think I learned what was the greatness
poetry of everyday life, but especially

the flashing detail Fire,
eyes, hand

Sitting on the lap of my grandmother heard the first stories of trees and stones
dialogue between them,
with animals and people
Nothing, I said, there to learn to interpret their signs

and perceive the sounds that usually hide in the wind

As my mother now, she was quiet and had a patience

foolproof used to see her walking from one place to another,
spindle turning, twisting the white wool


threads in the loom of the nights were becoming
beautiful fabrics
As my brothers and sisters -
over a time-tried to learn this art, without success
But I kept in my memory the contents of the drawings

speaking of creation and resurgence of the Mapuche world
of protective forces, volcanoes, flowers and birds


with my grandfather also shared many nights in the open
Long silences, long stories
we talked about the origin of our people's
Mapuche first spirit thrown from the Blue

of souls hanging in the infinite as the stars

We taught the ways of heaven, rivers

their signals
Every spring I saw him carrying flowers in their ears and
flap its
his coat or walking barefoot on the dew of morning


also remember him riding in the rain torrential winter
between huge forests


He was thin and firm
Wandering between streams, forests and clouds I pass
Stations: Luna shoots
cold (winter), Moon

green (spring)
's Moon first fruits
(late spring and early summer)
Moon of the abundant fruit (summer) and Luna
ashen outbreaks (Fall)
I go with my mother and my father to seek remedies and mushrooms

The mint stomach, Melissa for

the matico punishment for the liver and the coral snake
injuries to the kidneys, was saying she
dance, dance, mountain remedies
"he added
doing to lift the grass between


my hands then I learn the names of flowers and plants


Insects
perform their function is nothing more in this world
The universe is a duality
good without the bad there
The Earth does not belong to the Mapuche people
means
Earth People were saying to me
In the fall the streams began to glow
The spirit of moving water on the stony bed

water emerging from the eyes of the Earth
Every year I ran up the mountain to attend the wonderful ceremony
nature
Then the winter came to purify the Earth
for the start of the new dreams and seeded
sometimes announce to
guairaos passed the illness or death suffered
I think that some of the older
loved
should move towards the shores
River of Tears
to call the ferryman of death
to go to meet the ancestors
and rejoice in the Country Blue
One morning my brother started drizzling
Carlitos was a day ashen
I went to get lost in the forests of the
imagination (I'm still on it) br> The sound of the estuaries in the fall embraces us
Today, I tell my sisters and
Rayén
America:
I think poetry is only a
breathe in peace, as we remember our
Jorge Teillier-
Ostrich Heaven while as all the land I roam
my sad thought Caui
And Gabi and Betty Malen, I'll say:
I'm in the Valle de la Luna, Italy with the poet Gabriele
Milli
Now I'm in France, with my brother

I'm
Arauco in Sweden with Johnny Cameron

and Lasse Söderberg I am now in Germany with my dear

Doris Santos Chavez and I am now in Holland, with Gonzalo Millán
Margaret and Jim, Jan and Aafke, John and Kata

rain, rain, wind yellow in Amsterdam

shine in the old channels
iron lamps and drawbridges
I see a blue tulip, a windmill whose blades
We turn and take off
wishes to fly: Come on, that nothing disturbs my dreams
tell me
And I ride the clouds to places unknown
my heart.

Elicura Chihuailaf

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Again it's time to go to the mountain

to find a cave to hibernate.

I no lie: the mountain is not mother, caves

as eggs are gaps where I pick up my meat

and oblivion. Again

see in the foothills of the Massif

petrified mineral veins as nerves, perhaps

in ancient times were traveled

by chills of living creature.

Today, after millions of years, the mountain

is timeless and knows no

how our life

or how it ends.

There is, beautiful and innocent in the fog, and I come

in perfect indifference

ball and delivered me to the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing of another substance.

I came for the umpteenth time to pretend my resurrection.

stone In this world no one

happy with my awakening. I'll just

and I'll play

and if my body is still the soft part of the mountain

know that I am not yet the mountain.

José Watanabe

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Figurative or Fund? My opinion on the crisis in Venezuela

Ya no me importa quien tiene la razón sobre como se debe actuar, he asistido como observador a las marchas, huelgas, pronunciamientos tanto de uno como de otro bando, en busca de una visión coherente de la realidad.

Pero lo que veo es como todo el mundo discute hasta el cansancio cada detalle acerca de cómo se desarrollan los hechos, quien dijo qué y como lo dijo, a que hora y el por qué (este ultimo depende de cada versión que surge), así, pareciera que cada uno se convierte en un experto en Mecanismos de Protesta, y cada vez menos conscientes de las razones por las que se hacen las mismas.

Es como si después de ver una serie de T.V. analices chapter by chapter to the more technical detail, leaving out the plot and story, and just sacrifice the series as was done by ", you drop the bottom, Fig.

I'm sick of that in a complex situation, where the same problem has N-N-causes and consequences, insist on simplifying the issue to a simple equation of colors, words, or you're white or you're black, you of the ruling or the opposition for supporting this or that, and they're the good the bad, always repeating the eternal slogan if you're not with me then you are against me, and here I keep wondering: do you really be so simple (and I I'm going crazy), is he already gave the solutions (and I'm too rough to understand)? Is there another (or others) solutions?

argue about who knows the true cause of the problem, who are to blame and what should be done to punish them. The worst (and what I think nobody has noticed) is that all participants first agree that the problems exist, and they are the same, but with different names.

But nobody gives a solution, nobody says anything concrete, all ask for support, but nobody gives a good reason why this has become a struggle over who has the best method Hunger strike vs. Chain strike, opposition to progress up the ruling, that if classes are suspended too slow or too fast suspending, vs Rector. Ministry, and finally, the value of education all spend you know where ...
Maybe this is not the most pertinent example, but in my perspective I do not see how to understand the world that we are fighting for method and we set aside the resolution of the problem. I have not heard the true solution or something like it, I agree even with good suggestions.

But it does not matter, when classes begin again on Monday, and problems how hard we are trying to solve become unsustainable and starve me to lunch because there is no room in a school that had to be reached on foot because they hijacked the bus, with a library where there is no updated texts and a teacher underpaid (regardless if your vote is worth more or less than mine), I will have many choices about whom I can blame, but nobody to thank for having at least one problem solved ...

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Cineminutos International Film Festival Guadalajara 2011

Dear followers of this den. Today I leave a real gem. The movie minutes of the 26 th International Film Festival Guadalajara, 2011, by René Castillo (mythical stopmotionero operator of the beloved and always measurable short "to the bone", here the link for you to enjoy: http://www .youtube.com / watch? v = 9XDnxA4LvZE ).



And on this side is the link to the official website of FICG to review the programming and events. Http://ficg.org/sitio/


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10 Movies NOT to watch together (but you should see) Déjà vu

Long ago, in a place of Caricuao whose name I do not remember, we came up to me and some friends to do what many young Venezuelans do when they are locked in the house of the girlfriend of one of them and not want to talk to one another: to make a movie night.

For some strange reason, we chose to film the night in question turned on the same plot, the violence. Not necessarily the rampant violence and senseless that many exaggerate Films today, but violence "aesthetics", well made, well, justified.

However, after seeing so many movies like that together (which will be mentioned in another post), the effect on our psyche was a mental indigestion shooting, blood and pain in the ass clean, the problem is that unlike the stomach when suffering from a bad Similarly, the brain can not vomit so just eat, or at least do otherwise, ie, after so much violence, we were very violent (and us).

Ok enough about violence, the point is, if you see so many films together in a single subject, probably more to enjoy as the plot eventually affect you choose, if they are movies sweetie, we believe that be happy you continue in your relationship to the monster @ the shift (or think that the love of your life is the one night stand last weekend), if the plot is about violence, we think that because you walk with a franelilla dirty and barefoot are the living embodiment of John McClaine, and so on, the mental states are as limitless as there are genres of movies.

But despite these altered states of consciousness that causes excessive use of similar features, not necessarily every one strip marathon ends necessarily bad, because once you break from visual ment, quiet your mind so that you realize what you just witnessed is nothing more than a work of fiction that has as final result entertain the masses.

Despite this there is a set of films that I think may cause effects on the mind so terrible as to make you believe it in your dresser and determined there are not enough pean such as actors, then you should devote yourself to find more conflicts with just about anything you do in your life (but unfortunately some people do not need to see these movies to be created such absurd existential problems that the creators of the films listed below die of envy).

My intention is not spoiler ( spoil "spoil," "damage" or "ruin") , movies, however I will make a little history to understand that it is and to give them a rating based on how descoñetante or depressing is for the others.

Beyond that recalls the most important thing, if you have not seen these films get, but PLEASE, porfa, for little favor, UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES WILL SEE ALL TOGETHER.

Man on Fire ( Man on Fire, 2004 )

A former CIA agent, medium bomber, must rescue a young girl is kidnapped, which is bodyguard , having to unwind a story where the American political corruption is the order of the day, and where you have to give up his own life.

Rating: 10 rounds (5 for the final 5 for putting a bomb in the ass to type)

Preciosa (Precious : Based on the Novel "Push" by Sapphire, 2009)

An obese 16 year old, black, poor and illiterate is raped by her father and becomes pregnant this event twice, so he hates his own mother thought she had won the love of her husband, their first child is a girl with Down syndrome, besides all this has AIDS.

Rating: CoñoNojodaVerga! (What you say in the scene fall down the stairs)

Requiem for a Dream (Requiem for a Dream, Darren Aronofsky, 2000)

Three young heroin addicts become drug plan to out of the current situation of their lives which ironically is related to their addiction, while the mother of one of these is addicted to amphetamines because of his obsession with losing weight to assist your favorite program.

Rating: 10 injectors

Trainspotting (Danny Boyle, 1996)

Considered one of the cult films of the nineties, this film shows the strange perspective of drug users. The philosophy of life that presents the main character, Mark Renton, is summarized in a simple, straightforward question: why choose a way of life? Renton says at the beginning of the film, which follow the crowd and lead a normal life is complicated. The addict does not work, no partner has no responsibility or moral, all you have to worry about getting something to sell to fund their addiction. Not stressed, not controversiones loving and quite individual. However, over time, he realizes he can not be plunged into a circular target, so he decides to be helpful.

Rating: A baby crawling on the ceiling

Dogville (Lars von Trier, 2003)

The first film in the trilogy United States: land of opportunity . is a heartbreaking story which brilliantly represents the essence of the human condition in each of its interpreters. From a humble farmer, the doctor hypochondriac, the erudite professor or blind automarginals, kind people and "God-fearing, all share this tendency, an intrinsic part of human history and, cruelly using their power over others. Power veiled under a thick mantle of a society become inbred and repression. This film shows the human condition which, like the powerful, the humble exercise of power and repression of another if given the chance.

Rating: 10 mafia murderers and 10 broken dolls

Manderlay (Lars von Trier, 2005)

The second part of the United States: Land of Opportunities , the action starts a few days after the end of Dogville . Grace travels to Alabama in the southern United States, where he finds a cotton plantation, Manderlay, where slavery still rules. Grace manages to free the slaves, and decides to establish a democratic community ... with very poor results.

Rating: 10 Mafia murderers ... and a couple of slaves crazy.

seemed a quiet man (He Was a Quiet Man "Frank Cappello, 2007)

Have you ever had an office mate that might be?: Bob Maconel is a disillusioned office worker who daydreams to kill his coworkers. One day, one of his colleagues entered the office angry and shoot everyone there. Maconel takes the gun he had saved to commit the same crime and kills him. There are only two survivors of the slaughter: Maconel and Vanessa Parks, who is quadriplegic due to injuries. Maconel becomes a hero, he and Vanessa turn begins a relationship normal. However, the demons of the past remain in the head and thinks that Vanessa Maconel abandon him when he recovers.

Rating: 1 out of office mate that way.

Se7en, seven deadly sins (Se7en, David Fincher, 1995)

's mom movies like Saw but much better made and written starring nothing more and nothing less by Brad Pitt, Kevin Spacey and Morgan Freeman. This film is about two detectives (one to retreat and the other a novice) that together have to solve a series of murders committed by a psychopath and methodical lawyer named John Doe who uses the guide to Dante Alighieri sins did in his famous work The Divine Comedy . Starting with gluttony, envy and anger until, to commit his grotesque crimes.

Rating: 7 .... one for each sin

Huelepega (Elia K. Schneider, 1999)

A film about the harsh reality of street children in Venezuela (and probably in all Latin America) where the child protagonist, becomes part of an environment marred by clashes between gangs of drug dealers and thieves exploitation of street children as the last link in the chain of crime. Is one of those movies that make you think about what stories are behind those Chamita you ask for money or sell you things on the street.

Rating: 14,000, for each child of the streets in Venezuela

Watchmen: Los Vigilantes (Watchmen, Zack Snyder, 2009)

In my own opinion one of the best superhero movie, the premise Who watches the watchers? ", The film shows how the world would be masked heroes apart from fighting crime, they must also address its own human complex , take advantage of their powers to act as gods but human consciousness, just great.

Rating: 10 spots Rorscharch

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February

February ... It was always controversial in Venezuela .... Historically controversial .. . February giving to tell stories, tell the truth, build theories, February to fill pages and pages of books. Some left-handed some not so ... Some books carnival others sad.
This year was no carnival in February, March stole it ... .. Echoed in February this year worldwide, mostly pan-Arabism ... .. This February I chose silence.
not a coward, not put aside the controversy, not fear ... No, I preferred silence to digest what's going to see from outside this February ... But there are things we can not forget or shut up ... so I leave it others say:


The eternal presence of Ali Primera
written by William Mantilla


Latin American Abstract No social sector that Ali Primera encourage your song and the workers were his main inspiration

Latin American Abstract / Alba TV - A quiet night in a pleasant climate am on February 16, 1985, a city that seemed a city of red roofs, little traffic, the country celebrated the carnival and the brave few who passed the valley highway - car does not presage the possibility of a serious accident. Irresponsible drivers may have already crossed the borders of the city of Caracas and those who chose to stay in the city dared walking along the highway and enjoy a different night without the noise characteristic of our capital city.

Something strange began in the morning, rare to hear the voice of the revolution in stations throughout the city, was the unmistakable voice of Ali Primera, unusual, because government censors had banned the lyrics of the singer in town: "The who die for life can not be called dead and since it is now forbidden to cry. Cumpa going to wake the fuck that is not necessary but the chickens crowing. " Suddenly the news, with the background songs are announced to the country: "In the valley-car highway at the height of the bridge of the New Granada, within hours of the morning dies in a spectacular accident on protest music singer Ali Primera. "

Sunrise and the news travels around the country, doubt, anger and hope of not being certain information, dozens of times, announcing the death of the singer from the roofs of cardboard, perhaps paving the way for this power to kill artist of the song needed, Ali was always a goal of the dictatorship's henchmen AD-COPEI who made several attempts on his physical integrity.

Hundreds of people of all ages stopped his travels, came rushing to the highway to check the tragic news, there were the ever-servers public, the city's fire cooling a mass of iron that imprisoned the body of the humble singer was true Alí Primera was dead. A deep silence gripped the men used to living in tragedy, hoping to feel some sign of life-saving bodily revolutionary song. There was the humble singer, singing her last song, clutching his guitar gun, shooting death a thousand times and this time defeated by a few seconds he had successfully fulfilled its mission. Ali was eternal.
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The singer died in suspicious circumstances, sentenced by the bourgeoisie, often fell victim to attacks by security forces of the Fourth Fourth Republic who never forgave their constant and ongoing human rights advocacy. On numerous occasions, came to sabotage acts with intent to kill Ali Primera amid the confusion came because these sabotage preceded the release of tear gas.

His voice echoed against the thugs, "and if a revolutionary lives as a prisoner, his only remedy is straight to torture," Ali was the genuine voice of the voiceless, militant solidarity, internationalism was his virtue, the money could by the sale of his records was intended in the revolutionary struggle of our people, without fear, brought his voice and resources to the guerrillas of the Farabundo Marti, the Sandinista Front and the guerrillas of the FARC-EP. Raised his gun guitar calling the militant solidarity "Salvadoran Dale, dale, no small bird, hit it, that after not stop to take off your fly." "Solidarity is a weapon." "You have to blow up our consciousness, not omitting the poems in his throat. Seek with our hands the best song from the beasts. " A fervent anti-imperialist

not hesitate to denounce the U.S. intervention and encouraged the fight secure the victory of the resistance of our people and it stated: "Gringo go home, Yanqui Go home, los obreros de América latina te dicen yanqui go home”.


No hubo sector social al que Alí alentará con su canción, los obreros fueron su principal inspiración: “el Yanqui teme, que tu te levantes, América latina obrera no se porqué no lo haces”. Denuncio la explotación y aupaba la revolución socialista y la lucha contra el capitalismo; impulso la unidad obrera, campesina y estudiantil: “Campesino por su propia tierra, obrero por su propia fábrica, estudiante por tu propia idea; sequemos el sudor de nuestra frente y busquemos tras las nubes al sol, busquemos con alborozo el sol maravilloso de la revolución”.

Su compromiso with the poor was unwavering: "Mother let me fight, the poor mother, let me fight. And remember mother that the poor struggle is not for charity. "

poet in love with life, was a defender of Mother Nature, I sing to the river: "That does not dry the fire" to the caged birds by calling freedom bought at pet shops and then drop in the mountains. His mother taught him "not to kill the butterflies and not to cut the roses in his garden grew." "Water for fish, birds, freedom, life for life."

Comrade poet, activist and revolutionary Ali Primera, was present with his song battle at the barricade, raising awareness, remembering that socialism is solidarity, equality and fraternity. His song is here, with the people who build revolution. Working, studying, organizing, fighting and raising the flags of the beautiful country as many have died. Ali Primera physically died that February 16, 1985, but that day went to Olympus of immortality and today more than ever necessary song is building poetry, love for humanity, proletarian internationalism. "Those who dream and fight. They encourage me to sing for them. " Callo


voice for a moment the guitar was silence, but of that mass of iron is perpetuates the song, the poet emerged beating to death, singing stronger, long live the fatherland, long live the people, long live socialism. "It's that simple brothers. When I get hits, I lift the front and singing. "


"Adios Hermanos. I will continue singing. Only with the new chord from left to: my new song: cantata in more pain. "


Ali Primera Lives! The struggle continues!