Der letzte Mensch

Stumble between two stars - Cesar Vallejo

There are people so wretched, that they don't have
even a body; quantitative hair,
below, in inches, the genial grief;
the way, on high;
don't look for me, molar of oblivion,
they seem to emerge from air, to add sighs mentally, to hear
light whips on their palates!
They leave the skin, scratching the sarcophagus in which they are born
and rise through death hour by hour
and fall, along their gelid alphabet, to the ground.
Aie of so much! aie of so little! aie for them!
Aie in my room, hearing them with lenses!
Aie in my throrax, when they buy suits!
Aie of my white dirt, in its combined dregs!
Beloved be the sanchez ears,
beloved those who sit down,
beloved the stranger and his wife,
the neighbor with sleeves, neck and eyes!
Beloved be the one who has bedbugs,
the one who wears a torn shoe in rain,
the one who keeps vigil over the corpse of bread with two matches,
the one who catches a finger in a door,
th one who doesn't have birthdays,
the one who lost his shadow in a fire,
the animal, the one who seems a parrot,
the one who seems a man, the poor rich,
the pure miserable the poor poor!
Beloved be
the one who is hungry or thirsty, but has no
hunger with which to satisfy his thirst,
no thirst with which to satisfy all his hungers!
Beloved be the one who works daily, nightly, hourly,
the one who sweats from pain or shame,
that one who goes, ordered by his hands, to the movies,
the one who pays with what he lacks,
the one who sleeps on his back,
the one who no longer recalls his childhood; beloved be
the bald one without a hat,
the just one without thorns,
the thief without roses,
the one who wears a watch and has seen God,
the one who has one honor and doesn't fail!
Beloved be the child, who falls and still cries,
and the man who has fallen and no longer cries!
Aie so much! Aie of so little! Aie for them!

'Let my Baby Ride' by Doctor L (RL Burnside cover) by the Film Holy Motors (dir.Leos Carax)

Mani Fetso

We study thoroughly all previous theories of deconstructive behavior.

We call upon all men and women to create forms of unconventional thinking.

We use arts and science in order to achieve humanism.

We believe that reason and inspiration are undivided.

We live a playful life.

We denounce all forms of authoritarianism and totalitarianism.

We use lyricism to beautify cynicism.

We use cynicism to deconstruct lyricism.

We believe in freedom of expression.

We value friendship as an important element of happiness.

We believe that all people should have access to food, 

water, education and healthcare.

We oppose the profit oriented consumerism 
and the ideas of individualistic social norms.

We believe that natural resources belong to humankind.

We denounce dogmas and institutionalized religion.

We promote poetry, music, painting, theater and gymnastics.

We try to: laugh as we feel, cry as we feel and act as we feel.

We treat earth as our mother.

We believe that all elements of nature are precious 

and indispensable for our happiness.

We tell stories. We hear other peoples’ stories.

We talk about our dreams.

We want existent things, not the time which measures things.

We believe that where there is a problem there is a solution 

and we must work together to find it.

We help children, elderly people and anyone in need.

We value happiness more than we value comfort.

We believe in change but we are not forcing it.

We love drama as much as action.

We want a society of people based on empathy and kindness.

We embrace the chaotic nature of things and use it 

for the liberation our consciousness.

We strongly believe that experiences and practical knowledge 

are important for a balanced life.

We like to be vulnerable and clumsy so we can learn.

We see the ability of people to communicate their feelings without any guilt.

We are the Argonauts of true sensations.

We try to take some rest for a few hours during the day.

We sit down and we walk again.

We are committed to live well.

We don’t see human relations in a casual light.

We admire physical strength but we also seek inner beauty.

We deposit orgasms and capitalize happiness.

We love lemon trees.

We don’t want to think of things as time-bound.

We have no philosophy, we have senses.

We pass and we remain.

We are the love we give.

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*Cynical: is an attitude or state of mind characterized by a general distrust of others' apparent motives or ambitions, or a general lack of faith or hope in the human race or in individuals with desires, hopes, opinions, or personal tastes that a cynic perceives as unrealistic or inappropriate, therefore deserving of ridicule or admonishment. It is a form of jaded negativity, and other times, realistic criticism or skepticism. The term originally derives from the ancient Greek philosophers called the Cynics who rejected all conventions, whether of religion, manners, housing, dress, or decency, advocating the pursuit of virtue in accordance with a simple and un-materialistic way of life.

Lyricism: An artist's expression of emotion in an imaginative and beautiful way; the quality of being
lyrical.

** Mani-fetso: it’s a neologism which derives of the need for an alternate definition of the term manifesto. Manifesto has been overused and misused in the past therefore we believe that it should be replaced by Mani-fetso. Our definition of Mani-fetso is the unpredictable force of people when they use their imagination in a deconstructive way.   

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