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Nº 147. THURSDAY, MARCH  13 TH , 2003

FUSIONED - DIRECTED - WRITTEN AND CORRESPONDED BY: MENASSA 2003

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21st CENTURY

Indio Gris


INDIO GRIS Nº 147

YEAR III

EDITORIAL  

To give the ideological support to an affection, is to transform a feeling. No current feeling could be supported as such feeling in us, if we transform our ideological models.

None of the feelings we support, nor none of the visions of the world could be supported by us if the human relations which support those feelings or thoughts are broken.

Video: Miguel Oscar Menassa reciting:

SHE

It was September in the city
and we, going towards love, grew
hastily.

To set anchor had been not easy at all.
Your body maintained inalterable
your skin darkened because of the winds
and the fish eaten under the sun.

Extended
your skin had
the length of my gaze.
Like an omen
or like something even more terrible than an omen
you picked up your skin
as some sea nets are picked up
with the precise movements
the necessary shouts.

The only excessive immoderate thing
were your eyes out of proportion by pleasure.
Your gaze of a madwoman.

DARLING,

I'm really worried by the realities which distress me as if they were dreams.

Embalmed in my old-young conclusions, I haven't reached very far. It is because of this that I write you with the interesting purpose of dedicating myself to something else. It is tender to see myself dying of anguish because of someone else's pain, everything seems not true. No one but I believe in myself, it is like always being galloping backwards, sooner or later you reach childhood.

The wind and tenderness look alike, my father told me and I never understood him; jasmines are violent and white at the same time, and of course, I understood less still.

Clear are the eyes which don't fin other eyes where to look at themselves, that is to say, that because some eyes sing, that shouldn't be an attribute of all eyes or of all voices.

A healthy memory is the one which breaks my heart. I, being reborn and everyone celebrating the beginning of the worst war which humanity will suffer.

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   Each time I understand less the question about the woman. She says to me:

 - I'm a slave.

 And I answer her:

 - How terrifying! In the era of space travels.

 - And that doesn't mean anything, doctor, she told me to end, when I fancy falling in love with a man I cannot be myself any longer.

- We'll continue the next time.

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I lay open over twilight,
as if they were the expected dreams.
Something in the body, something in the skin of thirst,
of a tremor persecuting 
the vague memory of anterior nights.
It was necessary to leave.
Angels of light touched our body
and the beats of the dance opened
our enamoured womb, opened the heavens,
so that dusk would fall on us.
Vertiginously thrust by desire,
our uncontrollable bodies
embraced tenderly to its lips.
The night was kneeling down slowly,
before the dance of the oncoming century.
We were an unrepeatable landscape:
Nor plain nor dry plateau
nor obscure sad swallows.
We were that green tumult,
the earth shake which is expected
with the arrival of the sex of love.  

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SOME POLITICS OR RECOLECCIÓN DE BASURA

   Let's leave our lives go out into the streets freed from themselves.

Man doesn't insist, he doesn't call at the door, it is life in general the one which insists in what it says it is saying, in what words do to me when they conjugate with someone else's words.

 I forgive, I forgive everything. I live once again.

 I harvest and, while I harvest previous crops, I think of what my last crop will be. To nullify the magic thought in order to add decisions, makes all of them lighter. If I sow during ten years and then I wait ten years for everything to grow up, it adds up to twenty years, I would be eighty two, I don't know then if I would like to plant something or I would prefer to make a living of what has been planted up to that moment, I truly don't know.

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