Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts

Saturday, January 29, 2022

No, the pandemic is not over

Milton Lima
01-29-2022

Cultural life here and there 

Every occasion and every situation, sooner or later, really seems to make light of the desert from the ready words. If we use a method to reach its political end, even such an unthinkable system as its representations cannot say that the sign of its goodness did not also come marching through the desert. 

He places it as desert mainly in fiction, so we must return to the idea that the pandemic is nearing its end. Here we can return to the word, war. Our image a few paragraphs above is important because it signifies a search, I would say a search for peace.  

Although this peace apparently does not allow to bring another war, this is efficient and evident for all those who study geopolitics, the war not seen and already put in a pandemic will be very evident in the coming years, and there is really a huge risk of nuclear war happening beyond fiction. 

Because some friends in recent weeks have commented that the news was good and that things were heading towards a resumption of what was before. So I make a provocation to them and to those who thought this would be true, has the economic bubble (this year I want to write specifically about the bubble) burst yet? Unfortunately, those who made the plan know very well how to execute it, and for this reason, I think no, that's right, the pandemic will not end this year. The reasons are diverse, but they are mainly political. When there is talk of war, the same narrative is sometimes used, that China will invade Taiwan and now Russia will invade Ukraine. Thinking about the hegemonic politics of endless war, it is to look at Afghanistan and see what actually happened in the last 50 years. 

As a praxis here I will end this short reflection. I bring Dino Buzzatti, whose literary work has been remembered in Italy (a country I have looked at closely because I like its culture) in a newspaper article. In particular, I have read "The Desert of the Tartars", and I was enchanted by the narrative. That's why I remember Dino with the same plot, the wait for the war, there it would start and here in our fictional world, our wait will be for the war to end. 


 

Thursday, January 13, 2022

Antidote nothing more to our time

 Antidote nothing more to our time 

13-01-2022

The machine has its advantages. Some will say that this same machine has its disadvantages. What do you think about going little by little, with style so to speak, delating and distilling, and why not, little by little undressing, the machine of our time of poisoning. Controversial and with its dose of scepticism, not by chance, this text must be written in English. The language, the language, that same machine will say that it matters little. I know that very few people in the world (if by chance you want or) if you compare with other languages, do not speak English. But there are things in life that even such a machine is not obliged, again I mean, to understand - no more antidote. 

What is the advantage of giving imagination to the mind of the spirit? And in the phase that 2022, makes itself present in the game, is it an advantage to speak of time, or rather, would it be even not to speak of the machine? In the old way, the machine when it appeared, in full steam, brought with it that love of auditio time. The act of listening is the remedy of our time, against its pre-insertion in the net of pure restlessness, it will bring in silence its cure for anxieties. The scrupulous restlessness that causes anxiety in the permanent game of paying bills, of working without having a day to rest, seems with billet and in the hope of pix, to make you the heir of the indebted being.  

by

Milton Lima



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