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there is no one coming to save you. there is no future version of yourself that will save you. there is no predestined course correction. all there is are the choices you make right now, and your best guess of how things will go. there is no narrative. no winning. only movement. and your convictions. you have no choice but to act on your convictions, your principles. or else the movement will sweep you up. dont be inert.
Albert Camus, The Fall
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"Encargo" -Julio Cortázar-
No me des tregua, no me perdones nunca.
Hostígame en la sangre, que cada cosa cruel sea tú que
vuelves.
¡No me dejes dormir, no me des paz!
Entonces ganaré mi reino, naceré lentamente.
No me pierdas como una música fácil, no seas caricia ni
guante;
tállame como un sílex, desespérame.
Guarda tu amor humano, tu sonrisa, tu pelo. Dálos.
Ven a mí con tu cólera seca de fósforos y escamas.
Grita. Vomítame arena en la boca, rómpeme las fauces.
No me importa ignorarte en pleno día,
saber que juegas cara al sol y al hombre.
Compártelo.
Yo te pido la cruel ceremonia del tajo,
lo que nadie te pide: las espinas
hasta el hueso. Arráncame esta cara infame,
oblígame a gritar al fin mi verdadero nombre.
Venus, from the series The Seven Planets by the Monogrammist IB (1528)
Rainer Maria Rilke, Book of Hours: Love Poems to God; from ‘Gott spricht zu jedem nur, eh er ihn macht’, tr. Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy