Because I am like the tree cut down, that sucker:
because even I have a life.
For freedom
three years ago, the same odd hours, just work on Benicàssim, listen, remember, the interview on the civil war and the Franco I made to my grandfather, at that time still on the chair seat, no longer giving me. Lullabies also rang the onion, the poem written by his son Miguel Hernandez and his wife from prison. Today retouching work on the poet and again the tingling.
Miguel Hernandez lost a son, died of hunger, while fighting every day in prison for not let it die, his wife and another son wrote to him from the despair of hunger, but had onions for lunch.
A leftist poet prisoner of a dictatorship, yet few dare to praise. Respect every ideal that does not harm human dignity, accepted the story and I care about her with the clear purpose of learning and not fall into the future, gripped by an ignorance that I could afford, to that I do. I can not stand, I have no tolerance, to see the flags flying even more severely damaged our values \u200b\u200band conceptions of democracy.
under the pretext of "no use" humanity has been dedicated to shy away from their ethical obligations, moral and ideological obligation to freedom, not a contradiction. Centuries ago we stopped being lucky / as Penelopes to a still young Odysseus surprises them with his back and love intact. Now and for decades, the wait should have been given in vain, Odysseus awaits facing great challenges that can not cope Yy aging even faster if we dedicate ourselves to follow from the tomb of CNN + , GH 24.
hunger among the cruelty of a cell, I was more alive than anybody, because nobody (escaping from Homeric trick) he could take his voice insistent beat of verse. I had hope, staunch belief in freedom, far or near but freedom, not expecting, wanted. Sample is the eulogy for libertarians, "for freedom, I bleed, fight, manage to live ..." given by this poetic figure.
And now we have the immense fortune to be able to form little by little, the demagogy identifying always so sweet and convincing. Incidentally the fact coincides with a lethargy at times insulting. Allow them to call us and we ni-nis drug TV-fast track, "just by our word and assume that the tragic fate imposed on us by surveys of private companies, working for governments always under shelter, how can not be linked with the rise of school failure?
I do not think taking part in these data, I have no useful purpose to serve in the future, I do not care if they think I'm not, I have to hedge my concerns and I do not mean the consumer - digestive always-or placebos, I mean doing what is in my hand, looking for Odysseus and tell him not to walk alone.
From my pettiness and insignificance I have a large reference voices, voices very diverse , I have the ability to listen, discern, and especially of ACT-unidirectionally, to improve the world.
The youtube happens to us after "Nanas de la cebolla", a poem set to music by Serrat, the announcement of Nutella.
From now officially stopped eating Nutella.
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