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MEDUSA
La que integra nuestras Partes Escindidas
Mírame a los ojos.
No me temas.
Yo soy tu propio poder.
La fuerza de tu sangre
Corriendo por tus venas.
El amor de tu sangre
Que se convierte en vida nueva.
El dolor de tu sangre
Que mes a mes
Devuelves a la tierra...
LOS ROSTROS DE LA DIOSA. Sandra Román.
SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD
6.
Now if a thousand perfect men were to appear it would not amaze me,
Now if a thousand beautiful forms of women appear´d it would not astonish
me.
I see the secret of the making of the best persons,
It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
Here a great personal deed has room,
(Such a deed seizes upon the hearts of the whole race of men,
Its effusion of strength and will overwhelms law and mocks all authority and
all argument against it.
Here is the test of wisdom,
Wisdom is not finally tested in schools,
Wisdom cannot be pass´d from one having it to another not having it,
Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof,
Applies to all stages and objects and qualities and is content,
Is the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of
things;
Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the
soul.
Now I re-examine philosophies and religions,
They may prove well in lecture-rooms, yet not prove at all under the spacious
clouds and
along the landscape and flowing currents.
Here is realization,
Here is a man tallied - he realizes here what he has in him,
The past, the future, majesty, love - if they are vacant of you, you are vacant
of them.
Only the kernel of every object nourishes;
Where is the who tears of the husks for you and me?
Where is he that undoes stratagems and envelopes for you and me?.
Here is adhesiveness, it is not previously fashion´d, it is apropos;
Do you know what it is as you pass to be loved by strangers?
Do you know the talk of those turning eyes-balls?.
WALT WHITMAN
El final de lo políticamente correcto es el fin de los "buenismos" no nacidos de la entraña de las propias cosas. Pues "solo la médula de cada objeto nutre. He aquí la comprensión, he aquí el hombre cabal - él comprende aquí lo que lleva en sí. El pasado, el futuro, majestad, amor - si ellos están vacíos de ti, tú estás vacío de ellos".
La Sabiduría habla del Alma.
RSB
