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Ymelda: From Behind
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ᴛɪᴍ ʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ U.S. Army troops at "Outpost Restrepo" in Eastern Afghanistan's Korengal Valley, 2007-2008. Photographs from the book 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗹 (Chris Boot Ltd. 2010).
¡CAMILO VIVE!
“La isla de la pasión”, de Laura Restrepo.
Some of the inspiration behind AR, because I thought it would be interesting to see them all together in the grand mess that they are and reflect on how the hell they twisted together in my head to become the story I’m working on today.
“The willness to die for another person is a form of love that even religions fail to inspire, and the experience of it changes a person profoundly. What the army sociologists, with their clipboards and their questions, and their endless meta analyses, slowly came to understand was that courage was love. In war neither could exist without the other, and that in a sense, they were just different ways of saying the same thing.” - from War by Sebastian Junger
“the willingness to die for another person is a form of love.” i want to question that for a second because are you really willing to die for them, or is it just what you would have done anyway? when you're in that position of living with somebody and understanding somebody to a degree that nobody else can, that is a form of love. but the willingness to die part, is it yourself who wants that or is it the pure collective removal of your individualism, of your personhood? because the army strips you of that. you are not yourself. you are there to serve your fellow soldiers, your country, you're not there to serve yourself. all of your selflessness is gone. you would rather sacrifice your life for the guy next to you than to save yourself, because that's what you’re primed to do that's what you're there for. so is that really love or is that just what you would have done anyway? because you’re brainwashed into doing so?
“courage was love.” but is it really courage? and is it really love if it's just saving the guy next to you? would you love this person, would you take that risk or do this if you weren't in this war zone? definitely not. you probably would hate the guy next to you in real life. but you're in this life or death survival situation. they have this deep devotion to each other, you form this brotherhood and then it's addictive and you want to keep it because you don't have a relationship like this anywhere else.
it's really interesting to think about whether love has anything to do with agency, and i know people will say, oh, you don't really control who you love. that's true. but, are they really allowed to love or are they taught to love?
alerta! alerta! alerta que camina! la lucha es guerrillera para america latina!