Cambio Constante

Más de una vez creí ser causante de tus versos, de la poesía que emana de tu ser.

Tontamente me creí musa.

Tontamente me creí inspiración, cuando realmente no era ni el fantasma de una ilusión.

-Papittafritta

Lo que deseo es una revelación. Que algo o alguien se abra, mágicamente, y yo pueda, al fin, comprender el sentido de mi espera.

Aunque no quiera pensar en ti

tengo que pensar en ti

para llegar al otro lado

sin ahogarme.

Paola Soto | Mal abrigada

"Yo tengo un cuarto propio, no tengo dificultades económicas apremiantes, gozo de libertad para ir a donde yo quiera. No obstante, soy el ser menos libre. En verdad exagero: la posibilidad de una experiencia rica y vasta está hoy tan vedada como lo estuvo siempre [...] Pero mi carencia de libertad es debido a mi no asunción de la realidad. Nada es objeto de mi interpretación ni de mi examen, salvo cuando declaro que no vale la pena".

Alejandra Pizarnik. Sobre un Cuarto propio de Virginia Woolf. Diarios.

Consejo para perfeccionistas

No tienes por qué hacer las cosas perfectas.

La perfección siempre cambia, la perfección evoluciona, la perfección se perfecciona.

Cuando crees que la conseguiste, ella está cada vez más arriba, y más arriba, y más arriba.

No tiene caso que te estreses por ella. Sólo disfruta de cada escalón, disfruta del ascender, pues será un ascender eterno. No tiene caso desesperarse por no alcanzar el final, pues en realidad no hay final.

susan sontag, as consciousness is harnessed to flesh

“No tomaré nunca tu libertad, guárdala entera, no te pediré nada excepto tu compañía yo le cuidaré, le defenderé de usted, de usted misma (de sí misma) y también de mi misma. Me costará dolor, pero yo lo haré. Yo deseo no quedar viviendo (no vivir) muy lejos de ti.”

— Gabriela Mistral “cartas a Doris Dana” 

“Un yo inflado es siempre egocéntrico y sólo tiene conciencia de su propio presente. Es incapaz de aprender del pasado; incapaz de comprender lo que ocurre en el presente, e incapaz de extraer conclusiones acertadas para el futuro. Está hipnotizado por sí mismo y por tal causa no admite interlocutores ni se puede razonar con él.⠀ Por tal motivo, está sujeto a catástrofes que le destrozarán en caso necesario.⠀ Paradójicamente, la inflación (del yo) es una pérdida de conciencia por el consciente."⠀ ⠀ "An inflated self is always egocentric and only aware of its own present. He is unable to learn from the past; unable to understand what is happening in the present, and unable to draw accurate conclusions for the future. He is hypnotized by himself and for this reason he does not admit interlocutors and cannot be reasoned with.⠀ For this reason, it is subject to catastrophes that will destroy it if necessary.⠀ Paradoxically, inflation (of the self) is a loss of consciousness by the conscious."⠀ ⠀ Carl Gustav Jung⠀ Psicología y alquimia / Psychology and alchemy⠀ & Samuel Eller @samuel.eller (artist)⠀ ⠀ ⠀ #analogcollage #analogcollagecommune #collageart #collage_art #collageartist #collageartwork #collagework #collagecollectiveco #c_expo #collagemaker #contemporarycollage #collage_guild #collagetash #collagelife #collagecollective #photocollage #handcut #handcutcollage #cutandpaste #handmadecollage #papercut #gluepaperscissors #collageonpaper #retrocollage #collages #collage_expo #jesuislesurrealisme #vagabondwho #marcopolorules #samueleller https://www.instagram.com/p/CTiWPTEoiQ0/?utm_medium=tumblr

"A veces uno amanece con ganas de extinguirse... Como si fuéramos velitas sobre un pastel de alguien inapetente. A veces nos arden terriblemente los labios y los ojos y nuestras narices se hinchan y somos horribles y lloramos y queremos extinguirnos... Así es la vida, un constante querer apagarse y encenderse".

- Julio Cortázar, Rayuela.

What’s happening with our mexican feminists in the last few days?

“We neither forgive or forget”

As you may (or not) know, Mexico is one of the many Latin American countries with the worst cases of femicides, gender violence, rapes, and sexual harassment. For many years we’ve been shouting out in the streets, we’ve blocked the city with our manifestation and even stopped for a whole day and show how would be a day without us. 

But that seems not enough for our government

Our government doesn’t hear us, our government doesn’t care about us. We still walk with fear in an empty street (even if it’s noon), we still have nightmares with the struggle of couldn’t make it one day: survive. We don’t live in Mexico, we survive.

“Nobody ask what my rapist was wearing”

In Mexico, 11 women are murdered everyday and nobody does anything in the name of justice

What’s happening with our mexican feminists in the last few days?

Our event takes place in Mexico City, September 02: Relatives of missing people ‘took’  a room in one of the most important buildings when it comes to human rights: the CNDH (National Commission for Human Rights). Marcela Alemán, whose daughter was raped 3 years ago, explain that this organization (and the Justice System of San Luis Potosí, Mexico) haven’t do anything for them; despite having enough evidence to catch the rapists:

“I’m fucking tired, they revictimize me, humiliate me […] I can’t take it anymore, my soul hurts”

September, 04: In a pacific way, women from “Ni Una Menos México” have taken the entirely building, so the authorities can solve the demands from this and many families who are in the same position. They had a talk with the president of the CNDH, and some mothers decided to go, but our feminists remains in the building asking and fighting for every women in Mexico that have suffered.

“Justice”

Our feminists have found a lot of food inside, food that people who works there doesn’t need, so they’re gonna donate them for those in need. They have painted and destroy everything as an act of resistance and rebellion. We’re not looking for money, nobody here belongs to the government: We just want justice for those who are not with us anymore, we want to feel safe in the country that has denied us protection.

“Girls must not be raped”

“CNDH USELESS, How many more?”

Many of you may think that “this is not the way to get attention”, but in Mexico, were nobody listens to you just because you’re a woman, you have to find ways to be noticed. We don’t respect a country who doesn’t respect us, we don’t care for silly paintings, we care for our women today and always.

We, the feminists, have this song that says “We are bad, we can be worst” and we proudly sing it while we look for justice, for peace, for a better place for everyone.

Spread the word! Help us! Join us! Women needs women

Photos by: @/usagii_ko on instagram

¡Ni una más, ni una más, ni una asesinada más!