RUBEN DARIO MEJIA
FROM
THIS POINT
OF
THE UNIVERSE
WE
HAVE COME TO OFFER
OUR
HEART.
WE
REFUSE
TO BE
A NUMBER
A
FILE
A
DOCUMENT.
WE
ARE SIMPLY
AS
UNIQUE
AS A
FLOWER.
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THE MONKEY
CLIMBED UP THE BRANCH AND DOES NOT WANT TO GET DOWN
All who are
doing well, all who are triumphant, believe that their experience
is unique in the universe and the one that others need, they
think they are in absolute possession of the secrets of here and
beyond.
Pocket
Philosophy
There does
not exist any formula, each one with their own luck must search,
find, win or loose.
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PRACTICE
RESOLVES ALL THEORY ENTANGLES EVERYTHING
What an
unfortunate reality we would have if all of those lectures,
sermons and pamphlets were possible with which the mediocre snake
charmers and fortunetellers of good and evil entertain us with.
We demand
action, we need a world where words come alive, let the babbling
scholars come to an end, and let the multitude of working hands
come in their place.
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THE TRAP
Every
segregated person carries a stab wound in their heart, one can
adorn the wound with the colors of intellectuality, but the blood
is relentless and flows indefinitely.
One tries to
resist the load: THINGS, CASES, CAUSES to form the word life.
No matter how
hard or ferocious the kicks may be, the universe does not stop,
the function must continue.
This cage
gets a little more confining, each day new bars are born.
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LIFE IS A
SWINDLE
One bursts
into the world, opens up like a multi-colored flower, in odors,
in forms, in knowing, and in the whole integrity that is made
into existence.
After the
unique act of the universe, as is generating life, the toxicity
starts to infiltrate the pores, aggression concealed as norms
begins: codes, laws, principles, morals, and the club. In that
precise instant one is no longer their own, masters appear: the
family, the state, religion, and the whole possessive gang.
They charge
you for your right to be, and the domesticating process begins;
Ending when the being is loyal and obedient, without caring if it
is lies he must learn all of the lessons, be tortured by
tradition, and firmly believe that it is not real but yet
eternal.
This is how
they obtain a perfect entity when there is nothing of nature's
original design left.
And beware of
committing the stupidity of being a dreamer, or they will charge
you triple, they will drown you in blood, they will disinherit
you, they will excommunicate you, they will deny your very
existence.
There is
nothing more suspicious and dangerous than being your own self in
a world of robots, in a world that does not belong to us.
May the
creative anarchy arrive soon, may the little Rock-n-Roll flower
flourish, AGAINST ALL OF THIS TRAUMATIC AND FATAL ORDER.
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MASIFICACION
OF THE PRODUCT
Pay attention
we are being fabricated into perfect beings:
THEY DON'T
PROTEST, DON'T SCREW AROUND, DON'T CRY, DON'T PISS, DON'T CRAP,
DON'T THINK......
THEY OBEY,
OBEY, OBEY, OBEY, OBEY.....
AND
DISAPPEAR.
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MY SKIN GETS
DRESSED WITH ANOTHER STRENGTH
I start
returning to my house after walking for centuries, I get closer
to myself with the fatigue of a long trip, the universe waits for
me and I start to free myself now.
They are
calling me, they are waiting for me, I have to relinquish myself
in spite of the pain, I have to learn a new joy, a new pleasure.
These notes
are sad, they are parting ones, they are of uncertainty.
My heart is
left free and an infinite love that sometimes I don't understand.
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