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Man Named has experienced much
many celestial
Since we are in dialogue,
And we can hear each other.
-Hölderlin


RUPTURE
Geraldina González de la Vega
The poetry of the Mexican nation is coupled between the Aztec past, independence and calling for the Mexican warrior -? -. Our three national symbols: Shield, Flag and Anthem. The three of us we represent and reflect the three recalls, unite and drive. The symbols interpret reality to be rendered through paintings, music or lyrics. The symbols of a nation to interpret it and claim to represent. The story of a people is reflected here as on a canvas. The music swells the heart, passion point, the eyes burn and comes to identify with you, with the Mexican. Green, white and red. Posing an eagle on a cactus devouring a snake. Mexicans battle cry. Are we that the Mexicans?
On the national seal, later. But with the anthem will be irreverent.
His poems have attracted me has always been a great curiosity and doubt, why we sing to war? Why should we die in the name of of the country? Am I also a soldier, or is it just a male occupation? --- What about adelitas? "Verse by verse of the national anthem is a hymn to the battle, patriotic death, blood, guns and victory. Military anthem, and the military is not a Mexican pride, has never been and rather a matter of historical confusion. I do not understand, how can the Mexican people to identify with the song if you have only a few gun battles, not wars won. The Mexican subconscious knows it and even proudly sing our national anthem, do not understand his words and always the specter of doubt crosses our soul while we sing "Mexicans shouting war. "
mythology Mexican military had granted us the honor of the boy heroes and the battle of Puebla or commemorated the victory over Crockett at the Alamo, to name only a few, we could even mention the tree sad night, as another happy episode war in our history. The reality is that Mexicans will respond to the cry of war with a patriotic fervor naive and primitive. We fill our eyes with tears and sing our song war without criticism, without conscience or freedom. Each Monday the school year we form rights to salute the flag, as an automatic act, which is not understood that being patriotic is not reduced to standing up straight, salute the flag and sing an anthem by heart.
Civil registries are filled with Masiosare -even if a foreign enemy, and flower shops now sell their plant pots with desecration. Many children ask: What is steel and the steed? We talk about blood. But it also speaks of unity and freedom, curiously sporadically stanza is sung to be part of the official version.
The petrification of Mexican society through the dogma is also a sign that I find in the hymn, for example on the destination: In the divine archangel of peace / For in heaven your eternal destiny / By the finger of God was written. It is therefore divine destiny of Mexico and the status of peace, wake up petrified and limited only against the foreign enemy, an enemy that will be decided by the soldiers that God gave to the country, for divine obligation and not by choice. There is more willingness in the outcasts who join the U.S. military to obtain a green card . The new paternalism makes us deliver our pledges and our basic attitudes to the poem in the nation where, from the outset, we have sworn to take up arms, dying, shed our blood and all for something we can not even define what is Mexico? What are the emblems that we can not let stain? The problem is identifying the country with the government. Who will hold the olive and laurel garlands if the soldiers-the children of the country - will be remembered as a grave HEOR honor? The nation. What is the Mexican nation? The Mexican state, country, the people, past, present or future. Who? Mexico. Again, What is Mexico, or who is Mexico. Who do we fight the soldiers in the country?
The selfishness and lack of understanding has made us understand that the cry of war is between us. The spots, waves and blood stains on our national poem walk the neighborhoods and las calles de nuestra patria como un espectro. ¿Cuántas batallas sangrientas habremos de luchar hasta que sea la verdadera nación mexicana sincretista, dialéctica quien luzca las girnaldas en sus sienes?
El himno nacido bajo uno de los regímenes dictatoriales que marcaron el futuro de México representa una de las características del mexicano de las que Paz habla en su ensayo El Laberinto de la Soledad y me refiero a la cerrazón, siempre a la defensiva, esperando al enemigo a que venga a profanar nuestro suelo, a introducir ideas nuevas o a llevarse nuestro oro. Máscara de combate disfrazada de miedo. Simplemente se corta la cuarta estrofa en donde se menciona a Santa Anna y cuento acabado, se nos olvida el asunto. Why deny something that was? a fact is that the song was born under its auspices. Performed for the first time September 16, 1854 and had been defeated in the war against the United States were suffering-yet-civil strife between ideologies: conservative, liberal, federalist, centralist.
A fact that is also mentioned is the removal of the verse that talks about the civil war: No longer the blood of your sons / pour into fights between brothers / only finds the steel in your hands / who insulted your holy name . No weapons are needed to shed blood of the brothers, may also occur in other ways such as social inequality. Confinement and neglect of indigenous people for example, ignorance of the poor, bloody . Which is not one. And today, more than ever in the bloody battles that we face daily. Daily we witness the fraternal strife. Fighting among brothers is a thing of the day.
The elimination of stanzas in relation to the heroes and characters of the country, directly or indirectly to leave us without a past. The nameless hero of the second verse in the seventh or the mention of Iturbide. The eighth to answer my earlier question about the future of women in making weapons, is more about machismo, home, family. Do we prefer to be really bloody laurels wreaths myrtles and roses?
anthem I would like this: Mexican
the cry of war with the voices of Union! Freedom!

Above the shield is simply mention that the law-the deity, that says how they should be national symbols, their use and disuse, is described as follows:
"The Coat of Arms consists of a Mexican eagle with its left side exposed, the top of the wings at a level higher than the plume and slightly displayed in fighting attitude, with the plumage of support by tapping the tail down and feathers of this fan natural ... "Again there

defense, we input the defensive. Why can not open up? opening means dialogue. Equal dialogue.
The flag, emblem and national anthem are beautiful symbols but I doubt that represent our ideal identity, represent the warrior, the closing doors, but not the brother that opens. And has also been raised: Why only the last Aztec? if the world had a plurality of pre-Hispanic civilizations that are what today are also the colors of our country.

Flag of Mexico! Legacy of our heroes

symbol of unity
of our parents and our brothers;
We promise: Always be faithful
;
to the principles of liberty and justice
That makes our country
The independent nation

A humane and generous that give our existence.

Have you ever analyzed word by word the Pledge of Allegiance?

Do it, at least today.

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ABOUT THE RAINY SEASON Naquismo

ABOUT THE RAINY SEASON.

Today is May Day. May the first 100 years Would cloudy? Wednesday, 14:42 hours. Weather: 13 degrees Celsius. Spring from later. Wet, cloudy, scattered showers. Time. Alfonso Reyes talks about the importance of the issue of time in social relationships. Now there is talk of time there, but for which there may be. Science always present even in everyday conversations. The weather forecast says rain ... we bother when it is wise and indeed it is raining, the rain always annoying, itchy and wet, cold, uncomfortable. It's like democracy, is better seen from the window. See rain is one of the greatest pleasures, hear the rain, smell the rain, watching the rain, feel the rain from afar, as strikes plants, such as bouncing on the floor and all baptized, as the wind carries and brings and she, foolishly, still falling and bathing all, as if bent on leaving their mark, their water, everywhere. So with the revolutionary people. Strives to make its mark on all sides, the revolt, around the origin Paz said, is a vulgar term for unusual, since it represents a movement with an ideology but nothing messy mayhem. Who can see from the window at the rain and not sing it, dance it not have a right to enjoy the results of the revolt? Is it the way he rolled a delegation of struggle? Why not revolution revolver? Is it the same? No. Revolver is back again, back to the source. Revolution is evolving quickly, without waiting the passage of time renders maturation. Is it? Maturation will be giving us the opportunity to sit and watch and remember when it rained we got wet in the rain? In those times when the storm was so terrible that we wanted to take shelter under an awning, but we are resigned to waiting for the rain ended, the storm, sparking violent with us wet the pavement rebound that trickled drops between the sheet and the paper with which one usually protect your head. Why when it rains we protect your head? Will the fear that ideas get wet. Derrepente When we made the decision, we take our strength and we get literally in the storm, running and jumping puddles, jump obstacles, going from roof to roof, we identify with those at our side, smiling, but also suffer. We feel the same penalty when someone falls off guard or something in a puddle splashes. We run all our forces, sometimes slower, because we are resigned to getting wet, always, always --- and that is to draw attention --- we protect the head. There are some who go unprepared with umbrellas, do not turn around to see those who do not bring are different, are different. They walk without participating in the soaked, feel privileged as the umbrella covering their bodies swirl, it is as if they had a veil. Sometimes people are encouraged and close their umbrellas to run with others. Sometimes other remain sheltered in the tent and do not run, expect to spend and enjoy the sun, the calm later. Those who wait and those without justification only see rain, the passive, indifferent, the umbrella, the canopy, those who stay at home. Young people, men and women who fear soak well enjoy and appreciate "the quiet season? Youth, children, the fear of rain, always comes after the storm. The revolt without ideology, revolution enthroned as the queen of the popular movement, the storm of storms. Is the revolt a chipi-chipi? Back to start is permissible, sometimes necessary. When the road has been wrong. When we tacked into the wrong direction, we need not re-evolve, we need to re-return. Re-find your way. Do not see rain, but wet-nos. Wet-be and being. Let the ideas fall like bullets, feel, let them soak us, baptized us, protect your head yes, because the ideas that enter without reason, we do not understand at will, sometimes hurt our understanding. Memory, reason and imagination, general understanding, soaked, washed shared drop.

starts to rain, I grab my things and leave.

González de la Vega Geraldina