Thursday, January 8, 2009

In memoriam, "Samuel Philips Huntington"


"Occidente no conquistó al mundo por la superioridad de sus ideas, valores o religión, sino por la superioridad en aplicar la violencia organizada. Los occidentales suelen olvidarse de este hecho, los no-occidentales nunca lo olvidan."

Samuel P Huntington.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Butterfly


One day Chuang Tzu fell asleep, and while he slept he dreamed that he was a butterfly, flying happily about. And this butterfly did not know that it was Chuang Tzu dreaming. Then he awoke, to all appearances himself again, but now he did not know whether he was a man dreaming that he was a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming that he was a man.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Cuerpo a la vista



Entre tus piernas hay un pozo de agua dormida
bahía donde el mar de noche se aquieta, negro caballo de espuma
cueva al pie de la montaña que esconde un tesoro
boca del horno donde se hacen las hostias.


Octavio Paz.
Libertad Bajo Palabra

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Altazor


Las llanuras se pierden bajo tu gracia frágil
Se pierde el mundo bajo tu andar visible
Pues todo es artificio cuando tú te presentas
Con tu luz peligrosa
Inocente armonía sin fatiga ni olvido
Elemento de lágrima que rueda hacia adentro
Construido de miedo altivo y de silencio

Haces dudar al tiempo
Y al cielo con instintos de infinito
Lejos de ti todo es mortal
Lanzas la agonía por la tierra
humillada de noches
Sólo lo que piensa en ti tiene sabor a eternidad.


Vicente Huidobro
Fragmento de Altazor, Canto II

Thursday, November 27, 2008

La democracia en América


"Es necesaria una ciencia política nueva para un mundo enteramente nuevo"

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Harriet Taylor Mill


To the beloved and deplored memory of her who was the inspirer, and in part the author, of all that is best in my writings the friend and wife whose exalted sense of truth and right was my strongest incitement, and whose approbation was my chief reward. I dedicate this volume. Like all that I have written for many years, it belongs as much to her as to me; but the work as it stands has had, in a very insufficient degree, the inestimable advantage of her revision; some of the most important portions having been reserved for a more careful re-examination, which they are now never destined to receive. Were I but capable of interpreting to the world one half the great thoughts and noble feelings which are buried in her grave, I should be the medium of a greater benefit to it, than is ever likely to arise from anything that I can write, unprompted and unassited by her all but unrivalled wisdom

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Amar ingenuamente.


Tal vez no era pensar, la fórmula, el secreto.
sino amarse y amar, perdida, ingenuamente.

Idea Vilariño