The man has always had the eyes, as today, a world where nothing is consistent, where virtue has no genius and the genius of honor, where the love of order is confused with love of tyrants and saint worship of freedom with contempt for the law; where consciousness not only sheds light on a dubious human actions where nothing seems already prohibited, or permitted, nor honor, nor shame, neither true nor false?
Alexis de Tocqueville and Democracy in America.
(…) We were told when children
play to study
The men are brothers
and together they must work.
You heard the advice,
eyes on the teacher
There was so much sun
over the heads
and it was not so true
because those games at the end,
Completed for other
with laurels and future
and left my friends
kicking stones. (…)
Dance of the leftover / Los prisioneros.
«There are teachers who are in their daily activities contributing to the banishment of pigeonholing students in some way, throwing the consciousness of boredom, improvising in the game, considering legislation misleading in the light of truth. In your presence I will keep master caution because, even so, who determines what is wrong and what is right?, I think even God himself wisely keeps well.