Roberto Dan Medrano González
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Permit thy ignition
Who could blame that man because thou thinkst so much in him? I blame, not him, but thee, princess, for not recognising thy own fantastic potential, young and beauteous woman, that could easy ignite the world with her ultracandent fire. Thus, turn thyself on, permit thy ignition, and become pyromaniac, for even I would be willing,…
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Violinist of gold
Frontal row,delicious luck. Thy simulated stoicism…Thou art concentrated,but inside not so quiet,as thy body looks,for in thy soul a storm succeeds. Sublime music.
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Ink of humid fire
It dusked.Betwixt the edifices I look towards the heaven,while inspired singing I walk. I take the enormous pencil,soak it with ink,and agitate it upwards. The gouts of colour contrastcrashing against the black welkin.With the impact each one in ten more transforms.And the night remains refulgent,drizzled with ink of humid fire.
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Rainbow of sex
Rainbow thou wilt desire some nights. I will not have cloud, haze nor rain; only sky of azure pointses et the minisunpallidvisible liune. And yet I promise thee to intent rainbow to achieves. DAN
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Capitalist moral prudence
-Sir… I think that… -Tell me. -I was going to express you a thought, but I decided to autocensor myself and not to do it. § Capitalist Moral Prudence Autotorment autoinflicted to power to continue [alive] suffering, which some how seems better than to stay in the oblivion and not even power to stay. Why?…
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The anarchy is the only democracy
The “representative” democracy is a scam, and mystifying it does not help people to realise that it is a stupidity to elect “representatives” that have the power to do whatever they want. None can represent the individual better than the individual himself, and even in his own art his representation might be incomplete. Thus, with…
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In defence of the nones
Betwixt the white pointy acute house and the minipalace of granite hundreds of persons whose houses do not express the immigrant spirit nor the working spirit of a remote populace reside. Orphans sad or glad, or mere chaps ignorant of the history of their parents. Between the Lebanese centre and the Catalonian association, there is…
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Cerulean dream
I dreamt thee yesterday:Pneuma, wind, birds, love…Two strings and a bandoneon. Poems with my feather I sketched thee:Azure ink on thy paper skin. Euphoric breezes:Fascinating transmutation;of platinum windowsand not of crystal. The tangoenlivened thy magnetism,singingour bodies we united,and with mistthe stars we faded. «Say no to the impossible»they adverted me,but they never met thee.Neither did…
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Mi absurdo deseo: Sereno querer
My absurd desire want: serene want desire I want not to lieand I desire not to lie. I want two sapphires quasi virid,pure snow surrounded by ringlets;wind and echo, chants and yells,et pallid mel dearly dulcet.
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The paint factory
«Over a century manufacturing the art of your museums».