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WIDESPREAD ON THE BARON AND HIS THOUGHTS ON PSYCHOANALYSIS REBELDIA

Winston Mirror

Now, perched on a rain tree in which I have taken a number of precautions, with my notebook and a pencil on the back, remember Cosimo Piavasco of Rondo, star of "The Baron in the Trees", who at twelve years gave up his family and the comfort that she represented, by climbing down the trees to not ever.

The work develops a lofty prose, the narrator's description, younger brother of Cosimo, made from trees, landscape, and his noble family is perfect. At times he would appreciate the protection from the sun foliage Shoulders, run the wind sea with our eagerness to read, climb the reader, hand in hand with puberty, the almond and flowering cherry trees, breathe the smell of latex both of the peduncles; want to decorate the walnut trees with moss and orchids to turn in their sole refuge. And lovers of Viola Ondara , the blonde selfish, they will repent of pride from the left forever.

But that, the whole book is an ode to rebellion, a metaphor for the renunciation of comfort and good name, a slap to the elitist pretensions and to strict customs represented at the time - 1767 - by a family formed by the insipid and tame Arminio Piovasco of Rondo, Cosimo's father and a mother with pretensions to general Corradino of Rondo. Joining them at the dinner table, they should feel: Battista, elder sister of the beardless; Fauchelafleur Abbe, his preceptor, and Enea Silvio Carrega lawyer, brother of the Baron. Everyone with a fun and unexpected personalities.

After the reading, some readers may ask: "How to be a rebel in a world full of rebels? Do you rebelling against rebellion ? "Sink into the apathy which prevails productivity? Others identified with the pubescent, think of the dissertations on the subject does modern psychology. What was missing this or that, that Baron and his mother were unable to see signs predicting their behavior, the child's behavior was just the end of the cold in your home. In short, both may raise the issue even a bold claim that psychoactive substances ingested Cosimo! I prefer to leave it as a starting point for the generation of questions from each universe reader, who shall consider written long before the work Arthur Schopenhauer had already completed that "For rebellion is man's original virtue" why today is not surprising that abound rebels without a cause and is preached "rebellion for rebellion" disease spread rapidly and bizarre consequences of easy confusion also with whim. In fact, who recommended the book, a small bourgeois family who expected a businessman or a doctor's estate, after developing a career at Harvard with honors , preferred, a few days of grade leave father, mother and brothers watching a spark. All he confessed a few years later, having to act as some Menganos that annoyed him.

also on the first page of the book, when the boy refused a dish of snails and runs to climb to an oak shouting: "... I do not want and do not want!", The matter may seem a whim; what comes next, the expectation that floats like a leaf on a stream of letters masterfully arranged, is a clear demonstration of what to Italo Calvino, the author meant the issue.

Cosimo, round the branches, keeps his word not to download anymore. And supported by his promise, in the region that you created, it starts to help the poor emancipatory spirit around it. Its influence is so great, that makes a villain, Gian dei Brughi, addict in a reader (the way people free from their clutches). Fabrica almost all the utensils you need and become more skilled in the arts diverse, a number of associations or guilds of trades, as the Hatters Shoemakers or conscientious, welcome it and boast of having a member of noble lineage, lack real talent and overwhelmed.

"Cosimo understood that the associations are the strongest man and highlight the best qualities of each person, and give a satisfaction that is rarely achieved on behalf remaining itself: see how honest and hardworking and capable, because of the worth wanting good things

Or a rebellion proactive philanthropy near and far to distance the world because if the other end of the last piece to stay in fatter and cursing the neighbor, the dog and every one of their fleas , or claim, without being able to yell a few truths to so many who deserve it, the flaws the grocer on the block. "A non-violent protest, no blood and no tears," said Mahatma Gandhi. A rebellion based, as opposed to that of being contrary for no reason other than to see the stunned faces of others (I know many who hate a game if your friends are in it, denigrate a book where comments are in your favor, and lovers of justice and transparent business, idolize the president of the republic when the majority speaks his mind corrupt and deceitful).

But " careful, son, there are those who can piss on us all!" Baron said in an excerpt from the book to Cosimo.

So our beloved rebels prepare for shelter from the consequences that the rust may have on its back. And not just in managing the family business but also in handling the sword, shortly before following his father's funeral, going from one tree to another and leaving a twig with leaves on his coffin, settled about pirates trying to rob people. Then Don Sulpicio faces, pastor of a gang of English living in the trees and calling himself the Holy Inquisition arm, wants to finalization.

Later, Baron, standing on the big walnut tree in the square, take the old attitudes and have fun telling tall tales with variations and different endings. Up One day, Optimo Maximo, his dog, which leads to its former owner, the blonde Viola Ondara, only able to put to shake their rebellion.

This is, broadly speaking, the work that impressed me: the point of taking me to climb a tree and write in your cup, I think (I hope in future I bring to quit my job) gives evidence of the skill with which you can assemble the words, gives rise to many discussions and dwell, even wondering whether the rebellion has no place in love, or vice versa. But as I really rebel in this debate and I have also been almost fell three times and rebel against these letters, the better, and contrary to Cosimo, while wondering what he meant Schopenhauer with that of "The rebellion is the original basis of man "descended ...

I think it must relate to the rebellions that each of us holds: Mrs against the husband who fills demands. The once Lolita against time. The chief executive against that feeling alone has no other way to call and scold all day. The acolyte to priest shows the path of God, the dog with love, the homeless man who cuts the way to cross the street (if hit by a car at rest, but to slow down the miserable). And all officers or those who feel subjected. I will not mention the people and dictator, oppressed and oppressors. Neither the clash of our disclosures of today with yesterday's ideas.

Or maybe just the great Schopenhauer meant that the origin of rebellion lies, as in the work, on a plate: the forbidden that they should not eat Adam and Eve.

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, LITERATURE AND THEATER (FRAGMENT)

Orlando Cajamarca

speak of psychoanalysis and the theater sent immediately to the dramatic text and its relationship to the mythical screening of it, we can not forget that it is precisely in this texture that Freud is the basic fabric of his "Oedipus Complex." Freud is from their point of view in this tragedy behind a series of relationships, father (Laius) - mother (Jocasta) - son (Oedipus), comprising the original mythical material of what today is known as the Oedipus complex. This does not say that this relationship or invented Oedipus Sophocles consciously tried to reveal this drama, no, the fabric of these relationships is in spite of Sophocles Oedipus as author and as a character of fiction does not mean that it is in this game of relations in the which lies the poetic force of the drama by Sophocles.

We face the same paradox of the Apple Newton, it was Newton who created the force of gravity and it was that day when an apple fell in the eyes of the observer, it appeared that the mathematical formula gravity pulls the body toward the earth at a rate of acceleration equivalent to 9.8 meters per second squared. Newton established a new point of view for the time, a revolution that highlighted a force that has been there through the centuries and centuries that although men and their awareness of it, operates on any subject or over all mass. Newtonian thinking helped create the rules of mechanics and with Cartesian logic installed a worldview, illuminating for many centuries the rational thinking of mankind. Today his thought remains in force and its laws continue to operate on the ground and thinking is part of life, but new perspectives, new approaches extended this worldview and we know that mechanical forces operate to limit the speed of light, where a body is only maintained as such until such time limits and contracts etc.

Well, psychoanalytic thinking is also a point of view, is a way of addressing the human condition. Like all artistic creation is the heritage of humanity, then psychoanalysis has addressed its nature in a dialectical process has established a feed back that allows for feedback between art and its possibilities for analysis.

Like any approach, perspective or worldview generates new what anthropologists call when referring to certain primitive behavior, the misoneism, psychoanalysis has created a lot of resistance that remain today despite its 100 year history as a discipline that deals with the unconscious and its laws. These resistance in the field of psychiatry and psychology are its direct competition even though he has redefined by its terminology and today enjoy a whole alphabet and a rich and extensive dictionary. In the field of philosophy and art, this resistance becomes more acute, as many art critics, narratologists, semiologists etc., Consider the psychoanalytic discourse as a kind of prefect of discipline that covers the halls of science and art peering through the keyholes to surprise the transgressors red-handed in their private rituals. Some reject it for fear of being caught, others because they believe that psychoanalysis is the study of the unconscious as being neurotic or psychopathologic nature and has nothing to do with a mind "normal." Psychoanalysis does not add or remove, simply evidence of the unconscious laws that are there nonetheless. Well-known is the famous story of Freud when analysts at a conference of one of them tells a series of experiments and studies with some tribes of New Guinea, concluded his speech, the analyst said that this is demonstrated that the people of the tribe in question did not pass through the anal phase, before this categorical statement in his usual style Freud says "it would be interesting to know that kind of man who apparently do not shit."

The approach to the art made from the point of view of psychoanalysis does not reduce the artistic to a psychological phenomenon. A play, film, literature, poetry can allow a good psychoanalytical without this is a great artistic achievement. What is clear is that all literary narrative, theatrical and film involving human relations with human conflict and has a poetic development that strengthens as works of art, without exception should allow a dense and complex psychoanalytical.

Psychoanalysis and psychoanalysts in the broadest sense, ie not necessarily those that make their living at the head of the couch, have dealt with a lot of genius great classics of literature. To cite some, the study of the "Magic Mountain" by Thomas Mann and Dostoevsky's work undertaken with care by Estanislao Zuleta, studies of Lacan on Poe's work, especially the rich and insightful analysis on the Charter stolen "where among other things Lacan in one of its fundamental principles, saying that" the unconscious is so obvious that it is ", studies on the music of Oscar Espinosa and Freud's own texts collected in the anthology text" Psychoanalysis of art.

This type of analysis rather academic literature is the most widely discussed from the psychoanalytic point of view and he seeks to find the porosity of the text, the other scene, to discover the legendary fabric that is as proposed by Freud in his studies of the tragedy. In this way could propose a psychoanalytic analysis of unconscious dramas of the characters in García Márquez, especially those of his "Chronicle of a Death Foretold", where we can see the whole fabric of chance and causality which precedes the death of Santiago Nasar longed, would clearly reveal the Santiago family structure Nasar, and we might find that Santiago Nasar was an unwanted child, his death was desired by his mother, could also reveal how. Angela Vicario was "made" sexually in the death of Santiago Nasar etc. Garcíamarquiano the text allows this analysis is an argument for ratifying the poetic richness of García Márquez, but from any point of view is is the narrative reason for his greatness, it is clear that if the text does not allow this analysis, "Chronicle of a Death Foretold" would be a great novel ....

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THE ARCO

Fernando Gallego

ago tens of thousands of years that modern Homo sapiens to the hardness of the skins of large beasts had to manage to enhance their missiles, spears driven only by his, no doubt, very strong arm, did not penetrate the skin of the mammoth, probably not that of the rhinos and might be that neither of the giant deer.

However, the need, the mother of industry, large parts of game, it probably led to the launch, which doubled the lever which threw the javelin, with a simple and ingenious device. But even the conditions were poor, which resulted in frequent accidents. Neanderthals grandparents always so conservative, they never use throwing weapons, so their fossil bones show that enormous amount of fractures.

Finally some prehistoric Edison found that a flexible branch, tied with string at both ends, it could release the energy needed to throw a small spear with such momentum that would allow him to stay away from such dangerous more victims and with a power of penetration is not known before. The diet has improved considerably and increased security. He was born the arc to accompany him to a few centuries ago and today as a weapon as a device for competitions.

With the onset of aggression between peers, which are no longer leave ever, the arch, which later became known as "short arc" began his career evolution to achieve its optimization, establishing itself as a deadly weapon and indispensable in war inevitable. Initially

low rank was granted, it was cowardly not facing the enemy melee, but anyway, that was respected army had its battalion of archers.

These arches were optimized and a range of about three hundred meters, and a good archer shot easily stream real arrows. Completed

crusades were popularized a new weapon, we here do justice to the Chinese that those Kalends and more than a millennium ago, had built the first spring, and had grown to levels not reached in Europe and it was thought that meant the end of civilization, darts fired by a crossbow penetrated dimensions, would be the end, would be a move of the devil. The spring had a range of about four meters.

But, had his worst, was slow in its operation, could not compete with the bow in the number of darts thrown at a certain time. Since its appearance armies counted battalions of archers and crossbowmen battalions.

The ranks of the undefeated Alexander of Macedon, "the Great, whose engineers were an important part in their overwhelming and invincible march Eastern countries, also developed, or inherited from the Chinese, but again lost memory of the generals.

Some time later the British, begotten of nearly all evils in the world, appeared with highly trained battalions and a special corpulent soldiers, who managed to stretch with the agility to be called "longbows "These were the extent of the spring and agility of short bows. So if you had to be permanent, I mean these contingent of thugs, then recruit and train giants was not easy and that they succeeded only children of perfidious Albion.

England again lost any battle until the advent of firearms.

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The appeal of nostalgia. Essay writing Medardo Arias Satizabal

By: Ana Maria G or mixed

This paper é show why é seems appropriate to use the resource of nostalgia to write a piece of literature. É base my disertaci or n in the texts of contemporary writer to neo Medardo Arias Satiz to bal * because I followed his career since give your opinion or n in the peri doctor or El Pueblo de Cali, I will Í do all his books and some of his writings as cr or techniques, poems, articles, columns and notes.

Arias-Satizabal addresses issues simple, everyday, which brawl songs in the style of Andres Caicedo. Use the issues - spent, for some - of tenderness, love, to ñ oranza and memories, to make the heart or No wrinkling and sit, excited, which is necessary, sometimes so much that it isolates you when you lose or noci n of the simple things in life are really important.

Here are some excerpts from his writings: d the poem "Reasons to be alive ':" sweet as your nipples / between sue ñ or of the s to Banas. " It has a slight left or er tico, tells tastes and smells of the fruit intact tr or peak.

Of 'Postcards from Cali': "I ba ñ ado by a rain of children to / home mossy."

De 'act of faith': "I have reason to believe both stories, in him or n ocean / that furrowed the Pac í Colombian trafficking, and é is é n ambros ct of t to / my grandmother conserv or like to ñ eja fragrance of a drop / colony in pa ñ uelo.. From 'Night of the Dead in Mystic': "I brought up the eyes flying hat / a witch blonde cross the bridge / coated é NDOS the face as he / her broom rises from a basket of crickets / as stars. "texts are memories of children or time left. I see here í memories gradually be tied to a vague melancholy muted í a.

Natural Isle of Buenaventura, Colombia, Medardo Arias Satiz to or bal public in 2000 his second novel 'That is a blow life ', which manages to recreate moments and atm or spheres produced mixed in a way that seduces and takes the reader through s é that trip to the creation or n being the entire life of Carlos Gardel and his final journey to the grave . I confess that reading this book I had to go to tangos and made a CACER Í to find again the voice of Gardel in the gram or phones - as my grandparents listened to - it CD has met to leave lic unbearable for my personal taste.

find it much of its home port descriptions of places and rain that accompanied ñ the entire life of Gardel. Arias-Satizabal brings to life a literary and Gardel mixes it with data that are real and historic or rich. It has some inaccuracies of context, but not significant.

Arias-In this novel creates im Satizabal to genes that are pure magic, dreams ñ os, cinema. As the man lost in pa ñ handkerchiefs or those ba ú them with letters to Drafts NDOS underwater. Gives the text that tempo and that elusive rhythm that s succeeds or nostalgia mixed with tangos.

The cap í Chapter XIII for m t was a great discovery, where the author mixes tango lyrics texts own. It is built like a piece of jazz, where each text serves as an instrument that carries out its melody í ay da note that among the following, each text leads to another and start another and on. Making the magic envelope that leads to fly through the skies - as does the m Ú jazz music -. This cap title í achieved a delicate í s synthesis, a unit í s it. It may be you í do as a story independently.

The appeal of nostalgia even trite - as it has been used by a ñ os - this author takes another dye. The Loves of the poem are unoriginal: There are always eyes, skin, sighs and memories of landscape, all lies. The escritor puede mostrar las cosas como son, pero las pinta con ese viso inconfundible que les da la nostalgia y la poes í a logrando así textos muy especiales e inolvidables. Esto lo hace de manera natural: El autor se expresa, se comunica, y quien lee siente que est á frente a un mundo sin estrenar. Arias Satizábal logra así Non nova, sed nove (no cosas nuevas; pero s í de una manera nueva).

Los invito a conocer a un escritor land that is worth it í do and studied.

* Biographical.

Satizabal Medardo Arias. Island Buenaventura, Colombia, 1956. Writer and journalist. Buenaventura lived for twenty years, twenty in Cali and has thirteen years living in Connecticut, USA.

spends most of his time to writing. Free time is occupied in lecturing in different parts of USA. He is a columnist of El Pais in Cali and several magazines and newspapers on the Internet. Recently started his personal blog: http://medardoarias.blogspot.com

poetry published in Testimony (Antonio Llanos Poetry Prize, 1984) Navigation lights (National Poetry Prize University of Antioquia, 1987), The nuts Noise (National Poetry Prize Luis Carlos López, 1989). His first selection of stories, "Closed Game" was awarded the National Short Story Award from the University of Medellin. He also published the volume of short stories This laughter is not crazy (IDCT Award Bogotá, 1992), novels for the dead and That Jazz is a breath of life and the anthology of the host and the bulb, the Pacific in prose. He received the Simon Bolivar prize for his research "Music history of the West Indies."

appears in various anthologies, including Colombian poetry selections by Juan Gustavo Cobo-Borda for the Collection of the Presidency of Colombia, Who's Who in Colombian poetry Rogelio Echavarria and Model 50 Overview of Colombian poets born in the decade of 1950, compiled by Fernando Herrera Gómez.

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"Buddha Blues" by Mario Mendoza

By: Alejandro Liscano

"Buddha Blues" is the new novel Mario Mendoza. This time put his finger on the pulse of contemporary man wasteful system, imbalance of resources, wars, poverty and irreversible damage to nature and others. It is a novel full of emotion and ideological criticism.

This work, perhaps the most explosive of Mendoza, is itself a facility for what we lose sleep over the author and some of us more than mere commercial entertainment between two covers. The author opens debate and take sides. Soaks. Compromised. So much so, that is inevitable to stop attributing the physical figure of the author (his face Mario Mendoza-) to the characters, each as it is making other changes here and there, beard, hair, thinness etc .-.

The story goes through various human-or inhuman treatment centers, "among friends, families, groups, organizations, groups, cities and continents thus analyzing sociological and philosophical issues.

Enter the term " Thing" as the axis of the errors of the existing systems of traditional education, authority, government, the state, which since any instance affecting the welfare and the true evolution of mankind.

"The thing all around us is designed to brutalize, to keep us mired in mediocrity emotional, moral, political, intellectual, physics. "

" He who does not bend (to La Cosa ) ends at the psychiatric clinic in the prison, the cemetery or on the street, sleeping the open and without a bowl of soup to eat. "

As expected from the books of Mario Mendoza, will not stay in the complaint to the oppression of the system. No complies with the critics but climbs in various forms of opposition and rebellion against the oppressors. This is where it refers to real characters and great, who despite being well qualified as terrorists, have made overt ideological principles in questionable today, precedent worthy of analysis. Among the characters referred to include mathematician Theodore Kaczynski, known as the "Unabomber" - and John Zerzan, historian and philosopher. Real characters who are based in the fictional characters to weave the web of the plot.

The machinery of " Thing" brings a displaced because here are people in the street, among them drug addicts, alcoholics, prostitutes or simply people who, weary of the shortcomings and mistakes system, choose to stand aside. Then go to opposition from the armed struggle, and went on to fight without violence or passive resistance (eg Gandhi). Such methods are opposed to the reader to identify with each of them, dropping even the mistakes to which they are struggling. In other words, Mendoza does show us the error do we fall in and then take us back to show us the bottom line, how easy it is to fall at the bottom without realizing it.

By resistance or nonviolent struggle, comes from the principles of Buddhism , where characters seem to envision a better state of things as human beings "developing." This is where you begin to find patterns for resolving conflicts and greater durability of balanced and fair states, states where there is a tendency to uproot the ego, detachment from self, so that makes it more endurable suffering.

"Too much ego makes you strong, very sure of himself ... But the total lack of ego makes you invincible. The vacuum is indestructible."

The "Blues" is the cry sublimation, the relief. On the other hand, the space of relative calm that let the storm is called "resilience" , as is the case of a child of eight years in Rio (Brazil), after a flood lost the entire family and housing, and rescue agencies find it playing blackjack with a soccer ball. This form of alienation is a lifeline, which Mendoza referred to as "resilience" , a key concept at the end of the novel and key recent research on the phenomenon of violence by the author.

"Resilience" is also to feel part of a whole, a sense of tribe, a detachment of the self-as-endurable individual, a certain acceptance of the circumstances and the universal gear.

"learn to make our cause for celebration. Shouting loudly that we are not scared to die we care very little ... not afraid of anyone or anything, the simple fact that we are no longer a separate entity at all. "

"found a religion where we leave the ego to join the other musical in a long embrace, like the blues, rock, the rap or salsa ... ... ... Blues Buddha's hand Siddaharta and Billie Holiday ... ".

"One of the major problems of contemporary life, as individuals too, is that it isolates people to weaken and sometimes kill them. Resilience is, then the ability to withstand the isolation and return to the old rules of the tribe. "

" Buddha Blues ", Silence and Cry, cry balanced stillness sublimation; a novel from violence, lived, digested, converted to more violence as an initial reaction and culminated in unarmed combat and passive resistance, in the Buddhism and the Blues as an alternative to a better future.

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Biography Mario Mendoza :

Born in Bogota in 1964. He has published several novels thresholds City

(1992), Scorpio City (1998), The Story of a murderer (2001), Blood Collection (2004) and Invisible Men (2007). With the story book Crossing the seer recently published by Planeta in 1995 won the National Prize of Literature Institute of Culture and Tourism of Bogota. He won the Biblioteca Breve Seix Barral with Satan novel in 2002.

In 2004 he published Stairway to Heaven, a book of short stories.

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Circles and variations

By Ivan Duque Olano

Again the rose apple tree is loaded with fruit. Nothing prevents the nights are the victim of dozens of bats are crazy about the sweet pink cotton, nothing prevents the cars parked along the street are themselves victims of the sphincters of the swarm of bats, nothing that will prevent the wax apples fall to the ground once bitten, are then victims of automobile tires, which at this time year, and a precious ritual that is repeated with slight variations, line the street of a distinctive mixture of colors.

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there some intention that the work has a meaning, coherence and cohesion; enough to see a cathedral or an old theater to note motifs that recur in different places, sometimes enlarged and in other reduced, sometimes inverted as ornaments or light. There may be no immediate awareness of a certain symmetry, a certain balance, looking for patterns that recur leisurely, but certainly do understand your eyes and appreciate it. Why? The explanation may lie in all that green that refuses to disappear in distinct and identical sheets of any tree or the clouds that adorn the morning. Nature is not just a limit, but immeasurably large number of patterns that repeat and repeat an infinite number of variations of course.

The music, the speech over time, or, as Thomas Mann, that magical combination of theology and algebra, is no stranger to the natural course of things. The music has always found in the repetition, a tool and a resource of vast proportions. A simple reason becomes a symphony by connecting their vain repetitions with excuses, just for the idea or reason enters the country so deep in the brain by dint of repetition to it then impossible to leave. Who will forget once heard Beethoven's fifth symphony, the reason for your first move? The pillars on which to build this and all great works, often of a distinctive simplicity. But the repetition is not limited to the main idea. Old was discovered the use of repetition of large sections, sometimes to the letter of the first set, getting what you liked before, then moved.

With the passage of time what a musician's resource, repetition and variation, it became a genre: "Theme with Variations" and "Variations on ..." began to adorn the shelves of music literature. The ability to play with an idea, with its colors and rhythms, became a sine qua non of the great composer. In the second decade of the nineteenth century, the composer Anton Diabelli decided to send a waltz composed by him at fifty composers considered the greatest of the era. His intention was to make an anthology where each composer offered a variation of the waltz. Beethoven, renowned for its ability to develop ideas seem exhausted, did not write one, but thirty-three variations, now known as the Diabelli Variations, and recognized as an important work for piano.

Someone told me that the theme with variations, that sort of echo that bounces Rich is the best example in music of reflection, of thought stopped, hesitant ... of the philosopher. And how much philosophy is in Brahms and rich variations on Haydn and Handel! How much in Bach's Goldberg Variations and composed to accompany a count insomnia!

the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg, the former residence of Catherine the Great, which today is part of the Hermitage museum on the banks Neva River and whose collection totals more than three million pieces, travelers have a huge room with at least two hundred paintings by the same artist. The paintings, portraits of women as a whole, are quite different. The extraordinary thing is when your ears get a vague rumor, on four models of the artist. It turns out that for reasons difficult to pin down, four women were portrayed often enough to fill one of the huge halls, where the artist changing the angle, lighting, background, clothing, hair and the provision of a number of factors likely to be varied, it seems to have portrayed the daughters of a people, that careful eye, are a perfect example of variations on four themes.

Seeing the story, it seems that we are also facing a theme with variations: The frantic, frenzied struggle for power, alliances so easily breached and the momentum of individuals with his solo effort to mobilize the gods, the rebellion, conspiracy, war, the treaty, the revenge, the illusion of years of prosperity and peace, the illusion of prosperity and years of conflict, the ideals and the lack thereof ... seem interminable argument of an endless play Do in the last hundred years, or within the last five hundred, or in the past two thousand, something substantial has happened again? Did the engine exploits and misfortunes of the people, do not show suspiciously similar traits over time? We will not be perhaps, variations of the same individuals several millennia ago?

Poets are pulled off the robes and beards, pull their hair and lament the inevitability of time, how they spend their days and are increasingly further away from the cafe and that look . But blowup hair and beard clothes wise, desperate to history and eagerness to continue as similar patterns of repeating an endless loop, or worse, one, hopefully finite downward spiral.

The report is with the endless echoes, which, according to Shakespeare, a soothsayer to Julius Caesar shouted, days before his assassination in the Senate:

Beware Ides of March.

And so the night before his death he said Calpurnia, his wife

Caesar ever di faith in omens. But

beyond what we have seen and heard,

one of our men has

the horrors that he witnessed the guards.

A lioness gave birth in the middle of the street

and tombs opened their mouths to spit dead.

Fierce warriors fighting in the clouds,

arranged in rows, squads and all the military order

throwing on the Capitol a drizzle of blood.

The heat of battle thundered in the air,

next to a horse neighing, agonized wailing,

and shrill screams of ghosts on the streets.

Ay, Caesar! This is all so strange.

I have much fear.

And try Artemidorus late Professor rhetoric to warn Caesar of the latent threat. But this ignored all the signs and warnings and on the Ides of March of the year 44 BC, would fall under 23 stab wounds.

Cassius, the more the man behind the murder, and Marcus Brutus, most visible in the eyes of the people, plotted on the pretext of preventing Julius Caesar was declared king and establishing again a monarchy into a republic. However it may be said that most or all of those who were excused on the apparent noble undertaking, made in pursuit of very different things and certainly not so high. And is that noble ends do not seem to exist except as wrapper that hides the meanest personal purposes.

It is common scene across the globe and its history, and then spoke, even with Caesar's body bloodied and warm:

Casio: How often coming centuries

will represent our sublime scene

in countries and languages \u200b\u200bas yet unknown!

Gross: How often will a show

see Caesar bled. Reduced to dust,

as now, at the foot of the statue of Pompey.

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Shakespeare, millennium and a half later, I knew the story would be taken by treachery and ambition. Most of his works are proof of that much material piling tragedy has continued with the passage of time! Mankind seems to learn and little seems to be interested. Is obsessed to go the same road of blood and suffering. Salvador Allende finish his last radio broadcast by Radio Magallanes, at 9:10 in the morning of 11 September 1973, saying

These are my last words and I have the certainty that my sacrifice will not be in vain, I have the certainty that, at least, be a moral lesson that will punish felony , cowardice and betrayal.

Allende How wrong I was! If lessons were not, at least not for the vast majority who tend to hold more than its counterpart felony that, I fear, are more identified with the aggressor with the victim. Suddenly I stopped the cries and threw me a thesis: The story does not have to change is destined to be repeated until it alone, under the weight of his misfortunes, is destroyed forever. A theme and variations always inevitable, sooner or later, comes to an end.

because of the time if we can say that about the old wars are new, and the first changes are recent, we can also ensure that each new war we add elements to the future, reasons and resentments added . Something like a war inside another: the play within a play.

In the second scene of Act III of Hamlet, the prince hesitantly puts his uncle and adopted the current king, to see if it was he who murdered his father. Please write a scene and hires actors to represent them. Enough has been said the situation in which actors act actors, and there is a scene within the scene, with the aggravating factor that represented the main plot of the play. Claudius, Hamlet's uncle and king of Denmark, retires to his quarters betrayed nervous. The reader feels that there is a mirror reflecting another, and thereby uncovering the mysteries of the first. The reader feels an eternal circle of reflections, because of the time, may well illustrate the story.

Borges has a story in which a man will come from foreign lands surrender to sleep day and night, with the sole purpose of dreaming to another, detailed, deliberate, careful, and bring it to reality. His devotion to the dream is so great that one does not doubt the possibility of his achievement. Delivered methodically, and between error and error gives a man who would be recognized by all as such, unless its creator and by fire, who despise and would not hurt, the man appears and believe in the flesh, but there would be little more than a dream. Grown old and seeing the star surrounded by a circle of fire, resigned to the inevitable death, he discovers with relief, humiliation and terror, perhaps the fire caresses ... he is also the dream of another man.

Borges leads us to assume that the new man may well be dreaming the dream of another, and this is the dream of another, and the new dream of someone else ... we assume then that changes easily. Overlapping variations of a theme previously given. Our most passionate love, are not so remote from that of Romeo and Juliet, which exploits our most daring, noble and bold, are not so distant from those of Don Quixote and Sancho, that our meanness and lies, easily reaching the ends the Duke of Gloucester, later Richard III.

Cassius Coincidentally, conspirator and one of the murderers of Julius Caesar, says the voice of Shakespeare among his last battle:

a day like today I had my first breath, the weather has turned

and finish where I started;

my life full circle.

Casio died on his birthday after giving the order that killed one of his slaves and his own sword, for fear to fall into enemy hands. Before dying exclaim:

Caesar has avenged

the same sword that killed him.

Casio is a victim of the same desire for repetition of reality.

Perhaps the most accurate and beautiful metaphor, illustration of some complicity in things, a certain order and disorder previously agreed, and probably the entire history of humanity, a friend told me talking about the dream within sleep, repetition, variations and endless circle or, hopefully finite downward spiral:

There once was a storyteller who sat down in the middle of nowhere, to tell the story of a storyteller who any given day sat in the middle of nowhere, to tell the story of a storyteller than a day ...

Five days after the Ides of September 2009