Your love
like lightning
illuminates everything.
It is not always kind. . .
Sometimes it's a scream
that when crossing a bridge
listen to a tiny man
visiting an asylum.
Lía Olga Herrera Soto
jueves, 31 de enero de 2019
El Requiebro de la Lluvia - 1914
Tu amor
como un rayo
ilumina todo.
No siempre es amable. . .
A veces es un grito
que al cruzar un puente
escucha un diminuto hombre
visitando un manicomio.
Lía Olga Herrera Soto
lunes, 21 de enero de 2019
Reading Archeology: David Rey and Jaime Barylko
. . . "While man sings
to God,
the angel of Death
can not access it. " .
.
Jaime Barylko
After a long time without posting I
return to the ring. The question is: What am I going to write? Well, if you do
not have anything important to say, it is better not to say anything. But I
have something to share with you, my loved ones. . .
These days I was reading a very
interesting book. What if. I continue with my whim ... I want to urge you to
read. Nothing exalts the Human Being more than study. I have been studying for
months.
The book I wish to recommend is David
Rey by Jaime Barylko. It was written with great love and knowledge because it
is documented in the Bible and in the great commentators of the Middle Ages.
This book of 249 pages was published
under the EMECÉ seal and tells us about the ancestor of the Messiah. He tells
us details like David Rey spends his life from the profane to the sacred.
In this novel, Barylko asks and asks
all Humanity. Can the most religious man be at the same time the most sinful?
Good question, I hope that Humanity
has one day the answer. . .
Lía Olga Herrera Soto
viernes, 4 de enero de 2019
His father threw acid in her face
When a friend tells you that one of her friends got acid in her face and that it was her father, the aggressor, the first thing that occurs to you is to ask: Is that true? Yes. It is true. It does not matter if it happens in Afghanistan, in Bulgaria or on the moon. It hurts a lot and how it hurts.
In Argentina they kill a woman every 24 hours or so and most judges do nothing to avoid it. The police have their hands tied by politicians who do not legislate properly and cut their budgets and the ability to react when they have to push the patrols because they break or run out of gasoline. Lives are lost for political corruption in Argentina.
As you will see these days I did not feel like writing on the blog. I write little and nothing lately and I write for you, girls. Yes. It is only for you that I write ... What can we say about it?
Psychologists, sociologists, politicians can look for explanations for the inexplicable. Women continue to be the victims. We do not have to be victims. They force us to be. We are living an awful moment in history. The laws and the current culture are decimating us. What are they waiting for? When will they change? How are they going to take care of their Mothers, Sisters, Wives, Daughters, Nieces? Fellow citizens?
The first thing that both men and women have to do is listen. You see, my Friends in Argentina, I call them Sisters. With my Sisters I learned to share. As a collective I would like you not to be angry when I show you what I consider to be an error on our part. Many get angry.
With my Muslim Sisters I find an oasis of True Love and Struggle. And here I am referring to how they are treated between them. They are affectionate. We too. However, we have to learn to express the affection we carry inside. When they speak to you their heart speaks with them. With you I learned that I do not need a certain color or a handkerchief or a shout to Fight.
Argentine girls have to learn from oriental girls. I know they do not like self-criticism but that's the way it is. Let's learn from our Muslim Sisters to listen and then answer the questions. They are fighting in solitude. Let's not leave them alone. They are other Us.
In Argentina they kill a woman every 24 hours or so and most judges do nothing to avoid it. The police have their hands tied by politicians who do not legislate properly and cut their budgets and the ability to react when they have to push the patrols because they break or run out of gasoline. Lives are lost for political corruption in Argentina.
As you will see these days I did not feel like writing on the blog. I write little and nothing lately and I write for you, girls. Yes. It is only for you that I write ... What can we say about it?
Psychologists, sociologists, politicians can look for explanations for the inexplicable. Women continue to be the victims. We do not have to be victims. They force us to be. We are living an awful moment in history. The laws and the current culture are decimating us. What are they waiting for? When will they change? How are they going to take care of their Mothers, Sisters, Wives, Daughters, Nieces? Fellow citizens?
The first thing that both men and women have to do is listen. You see, my Friends in Argentina, I call them Sisters. With my Sisters I learned to share. As a collective I would like you not to be angry when I show you what I consider to be an error on our part. Many get angry.
With my Muslim Sisters I find an oasis of True Love and Struggle. And here I am referring to how they are treated between them. They are affectionate. We too. However, we have to learn to express the affection we carry inside. When they speak to you their heart speaks with them. With you I learned that I do not need a certain color or a handkerchief or a shout to Fight.
Argentine girls have to learn from oriental girls. I know they do not like self-criticism but that's the way it is. Let's learn from our Muslim Sisters to listen and then answer the questions. They are fighting in solitude. Let's not leave them alone. They are other Us.
Lía Olga Herrera Soto
Su Padre le arrojo acido en la cara
Cuando una amiga te cuenta que una de sus amigas recibió ácido en
la cara y que fue su padre, el agresor, lo primero que se te ocurre es
preguntar: ¿Es verdad eso? Si. Es verdad. No importa si sucede en Afganistán,
en Bulgaria o en la luna. Duele mucho y como duele.
En Argentina matan a una Mujer cada 24 horas
más o menos y la mayoría de los jueces no hace nada para evitarlo. Los policías
tienen las manos atadas por políticos que no legislan de modo apropiado y les
cortan los presupuestos y la capacidad de reacción cuando tienen que empujar
las patrullas porque se rompen o se quedan sin nafta. Se pierden Vidas por la
Corrupción política en Argentina.
Como verán estos días no tuve ganas de
escribir en el blog. Escribo poco y nada últimamente y escribo por Ustedes, Chicas. Si. Es solamente por Ustedes que yo escribo... ¿Qué podemos decir al
respecto?
Los psicólogos,
los sociólogos, los políticos pueden buscar explicaciones para
lo inexplicable. Las Mujeres seguimos siendo las víctimas. No tenemos porque
ser víctimas. Nos obligan a serlo. Estamos viviendo un momento atroz de la
historia. Las leyes y la cultura actual nos están diezmando. ¡Qué
están esperando? ¡Cuándo van a cambiar? ¡Cómo van a cuidar de sus Madres,
Hermanas, Esposas, Hijas, Sobrinas. Conciudadanas?
Lo primero que tenemos que hacer tanto
Hombres como Mujeres es Escuchar. Verán, a mis Amigas en Argentina las llamo
Hermanas. Con mis Hermanas aprendí a compartir. Como colectivo desearía que no
se enojen cuando les muestro lo que considero es un error de nuestra parte.
Muchas se enojan.
Con mis Hermanas Musulmanas encuentro un
oasis de Amor Verdadero y Lucha. Y aquí me refiero a cómo se tratan entre
Ellas. Son afectuosas. Nosotras también. Sin embrago, tenemos que aprender a
expresar el afecto que llevamos dentro. Cuando Ellas te hablan su corazón habla
con Ellas. Con ustedes aprendí que no necesito un color determinado ni un pañuelo
o un grito para Luchar.
Las chicas argentinas tenemos que aprender de
las chicas orientales. Se que no les gusta la autocritica pero es así.
Aprendamos de Nuestras Hermanas Musulmanas a escuchar y luego Respondamos las
preguntas. Ellas están luchando en soledad. No las dejemos solas. Ellas son
otras Nosotras.
Lía Olga Herrera
Soto
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