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Title: | The witches of the bad consciousness of the Other... | |||
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| The witches of the bad consciousness of the Other, like Click, Chris et al, jump like flies to honey when they feel there is a space where to dance the macabre dance of "the Other is depressed". Thanks to Nietzsche we know they represent the temptation of our cowardice: to feel sorry. But we are disciples of Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish. In his 3rd Psalm, he says: On the day when my words were earth... I was a friend to stalks of wheat. *** On the day when my words were wrath I was a friend to chains. *** On the day when my words were stones I was a friend to streams. *** On the day when my words were a rebellion I was a friend to earthquakes. *** On the day when my words were bitter apples I was a friend to the optimist. *** But when my words became honey... flies covered my lips!... |
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