imagination dear
Speaking of ridiculous, heat and imagination ... do want to get on a hunger strike at the gates of the Russian embassy to see if Comrade Putin takes pity on me and invited me to spend some time in Siberia. Just as this heat wave passes, and certainly not in a Gulag * /. The trouble is that even corny as it is, I have a sense of the ridiculous that prevents me from going that far. Said a friend (who had not read Cioran) that ridicule more than once in life was something almost-inevitable. And to this fact, I had better enjoy it, avoiding subsequent self-recrimination, "thinks it will Bear your life, so Gózalo. "I guess throughout my life I've become more of a bear, but right now I remember, in particular penalty, the dance of mothers day in elementary school. Few things stressful for me. At an age when they know the meaning of the word stress, and had highly developed sense of the ridiculous, and teachers forced me to dress in these costumes and then reloaded dance in front of all the students together by their mothers, was more than my young human could resist. And that was my nemesis first through sixth grade. I think with that I took a good step in the atonement of my Further sins
Heat disturbs me mood, psychomotor performance, neuronal responsiveness. After a long walk under the hot sun, I feel my neurons cake, was stunned, is dormant. That if they could, once and went to sleep. How hot! But I will not complain ... much. Yesterday I read that somewhere in the Sonoran desert temperature reached 45 ° C and we in Mexico City with 30 ° C and we can not.
The imagination, the mother of invention , stimulus needed but these tend to be capricious and given to hide, if not scarce. Or maybe not in short supply, not just a fish in a timely manner. Sometimes I like to invent and relate it shamelessly as happened Of course, I mean no experiential accounts of fictitious. Invent travel, love, lived situations, and presenting them as real. Telling me wandering the streets of Samarkand, as if he really was there. In "God is round" Juan Villoro account the exploits of a football reporter for the Brazilian World Cup in France. According Villoro, the man in question made him much imagination to their stories ... that needless made him to be on the stage (spent more time at Galeries Lafayette in Saint Denis Stadium) during the 'live broadcasts'. But instead of hating him, his colleagues ended up with his unbridled admiration inventive ability and passion with which narrated events ever witnessed. I do not remember what Latin American writer said a well-told story, "means" of events that happened not so worthy of admiration as one who has experienced something like this never happened. Lately I have thought much about it, in inventing such a story and present it as real. But at the last moment I regret, I think too much dishonesty on my part. So I will have no more to follow counting my ramblings for what they are. Without selling half truths far. Nothing came to tell you about my walk through the Sahara desert during the recent week Santa, accompanied by half a dozen men incredibly sexy and hot Maghreb. Sorry to disappoint. That does not tell you.
J J J
* / occasion the British royal wedding, a Mexican girl, apparently educated kitsch of Hello! and Televisa telenovelas had the idea to put on a hunger strike outside the British Embassy ... in demand to be invited to the wedding of the year . [Obviously, the British said no to this nonsense]. That level we are in Mexico.
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Postscript: (That happens when you do not write of course). When I said that embarrasses me up stories, do not talk fiction . I write fiction. What I mean is to invent and to pass off as real-life experiences in first person, a series of events, from the more fortunate to the most terrible. To sell as their own, and true, false facts in stories real, not fictitious. Of course I can invent, but this is fiction not a real story. That's what I meant: it costs me, unlike many who make no bones about it, say I did something I did not, that I Marichuy, not a fictional character invented by me, was that party and lived with X or performed that act, either heroic or absurd. Like inventing a trip to China I can to, but not to sell it as real. I hope I explained: Inventing a story is one thing, another lie. I think.
"I do not care what the faux pas that makes you fall on my body" Marguerite Yourcenar 
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