jueves, 19 de marzo de 2009

1984 y no ha cambiado nada

+ Burroughs
Language Is A VirusParadise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much
Better.
I saw this guy on the train
And he seemed to gave gotten stuck
In one of those abstract trances.
And he was going: "Ugh...Ugh...Ugh..."
And Fred said:
"I think he's in some kind of pain.
I think it's a pain cry."
And I said: "Pain cry?
Then language is a virus."
Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!
Well I was talking to a friend
And I was saying:
I wanted you.
And I was looking for you.
But I couldn't find you. I couldn't find you.
And he said: Hey!
Are you talking to me?
Or are you just practicing
For one of those performances of yours?
Huh?
Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!
He said: I had to write that letter to your mother.
And I had to tell the judge that it was you.
And I had to sell the car and go to Florida.
Because that's just my way of saying (It's a charm.)
That I love you. And I (It's a job.)
Had to call you at the crack of dawn (Why?)
And list the times that I've been wrong.
Cause that's just my way of saying
That I'm sorry. (It's a job.)
Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!
Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much (It's a shipwreck,)
Better. (It's a job.)
You know? I don't believe there's such
a thing as TV. I mean -
They just keep showing you
The same pictures over and over.
And when they talk they just make sounds
That more or less synch up
With their lips.
That's what I think!
Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!
Well I dreamed there was an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me!
Because they all lived on an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me! Why?
Paradise is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much better.>


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Somos parecidos a esos sapos que en la austera noche de los pantanos se llaman sin verse, doblegando con su grito de amor toda la fatalidad del universo.
René Char


No haría falta amar a los hombres para darles una ayuda real. Sólo desear hacer mejor cierta expresión de su mirada cuando se detiene en algo más empobrecido que ellos, prolongar en un segundo cierto minuto agradable de su vida. A partir de esta diligencia y cada raíz tratada, su respiración se haría más serena. Sobre todo, no suprimirles por entero esos senderos penosos, a cuyo esfuerzo sucede la evidencia de la verdad a través de los llantos y los frutos.
René Char