"GRAMSCiátegui! AND THE MAN MADE WORLD ..."
Is it a line? A poem? A cry? Gramscientífico sounds, the middle name of Anthony and Joseph. Gramsci and Mariategui, a single word. As if Garibaldategui or Bolivariátegui, joining the symbols of the people of Gramsciátegui: synthesis linguistics, verbal contract, the association of languages. How do you talk the courage? How do you speak of fear? Reciting, explaining idioms Wittgenstein ... but not with gestures, the theatricality of thinking that re-evolves each neuron, each synapse. Thus
VideoPoemOpera John Totito, Gianni Toti, plasma word in motion: the moving pictures, images poetrónicas, esculptrónicas images, images danzatrónicas, verbotrónicas images, images arquitectrónicas, cromatrónicas images, all moving finally. Not like when there were only Photograf images, film or almost static movements ... Gianni Toti offers us "Gramsciátegui" Sonatas in Red Major (futuráneo movement starts).
Along with pictures of Monument the Third International Chlebnikov Tatlin and, similar to the images of DNA. (did you see the analogy rather poetic and ri-brain-revolutionary?)
At the same phantasmagoria of the Feathered Serpent, Quetzalcoatl, the Sixth Sun and the next Pachacuti, the "postfecia" anti-conquest, refuturación of peoples and the historical vengaza holocausts.
In our words, few, paused, shouted (The Gramscaitegui CRY, El Grito, not the song. Do not sing again, scream. From the Castle of the Castillitos Montbelliard of LAtinAmerIndia. And the other castles of our poetry.
Gramsci is dead. Mariátegui dead. Tupac Amaru has died. We scream. The desperation is strong. Liberators from falling into the milk!
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