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Estar moscas
El primer animal en ir al espacio fue una mosca, Drosophila melanogaster.
“Fly. Watercolour and graphite on paper [Sold] #art #illustration #insects #weird #surreal”
Nick Sheehy
Wolfgang Tillmans, Astro Crusto, 2012
Fliege (Fotogramm), 1928, Anton Stankowski
Observ. XLII. Of a blue Fly
This kind of Fly, whereof a Microscopical Picture is delineated in the first figure of the 26.Scheme, is a very beautiful creature, and has many things about it very notable; divers of which I already partly described, namely, the feet, wings, eyes, and head, in the preceding Observations.
Hooke, R., Micrographia, The Royal Society: 1665, p.182.
Yo también como Planetas, por Germán Ávila. La Nave Va. 2015. Aquí: https://www.facebook.com/germanavilaylanaveva/
Seis moscas
“Exterminate the four pests!” Chinese Propaganda poster from a campaign that was, unsurprisingly, an ecological disaster.
I’ve got some bad news about flies.
Salte aquí y reclame un mosco
Testimonios de moscas. Vía Amaranta Guitarras.
Como la mosca a la leche, como la abeja al melao.
"Fui mosca cuando me comparé con la mosca. Me sentí mosca cuando supuse que me lo sentí. Y me sentí un alma a la mosca, me dormí mosca, me sentí rematadamente mosca. Y el horror mayor es que al mismo tiempo me sentí yo. Sin querer, alcé los ojos al techo, no fuese a caer sobre mi una regla superior, para aplastarme lo mismo que yo podría aplastar a aquella mosca. Afortunadamente cuando bajé los ojos, la mosca, sin que se oyese un ruido, había desaparecido. La oficina involuntaria se había quedado otra vez sin filosofía.”
- Libro del desasosiego, Fernando Pessoa