Keridos companions:
It did or three months ke forced to me to cross the pool,
and aunke saved the painful critical moment of the goodbyes, seems ke
strengthened the more to my heart the faces, the words, the
afternoons, the lunches, the laughter there and the quarrels ke
kedaron, as to half of a dream of which they force to you to wake up
abruptly, or like a reality of which they exilian to you from a dark
labyrinth, but it is there, like a promise to return, a necessary
horizon that to look for with the thought whenever this old kitchen
boy sinks to me and rotten continent, an encounter that hopefully and
does not take too much and that now accompanies to me like
essential luggage of my cotidianidad.
And it is now, after reading your terrible official notice ke I
decide to break finally a silence that prevailed to me by overload of
sensations, too many words, too many pending hugs, and thanks always
gigantic that did not hit upon to formulate in words... but it is now,
when the first name of the list, Lola, tightens the entrails to me to
be the last face of you ke saw and embraced already of this side of
the damned little ocean. And you do not know ke meant for me to
be able to hardly have it cerquita to a month of my arrival, that is
to say, ´aún with the heart misled between the streets of Guadalajara
looking for bridges that gave back to Oaxaca, to the laughter, the
eternal time of the daily truths... Lola, ke brought your words
to me that now again, when thinking about it, obstruct me the
throat... Lola, ke conquered our ears and our eyes... And
soon Miguel, and Leonorcita, and Kalid... my brothers... Damned
little children of puta! sinrazón prevails again like a dark
shade that separates from to us that we want; the absurd one
without reason of the Power, the absurd Power of without reason that
under the only argument which they have, the one of the imposed
official lies under the speech of the Force, creates to be able to
silence our shouts or to erase our consciences... But we are
many, more and more those that we know the other language, the one
that us sister and turns to us One single one against the common
enemy, the more hateful Capital and its forms, against the Repression.
But it is not moment of speeches. I want to you,
companions... and I cannot remove from the head the smiles and the
glances of the companions with whom I had the luck to share great
small short whiles... and cannot remove from the head in what
conditions will be now... I had the misfortune to know repressive the
system, the jails and the truth of the torture after its walls... and
me Mexican cago in God! ... like no, already you know that that
is my more genuine form to protest... me cago in God! that I
cannot support to imagine to me to Leonorcita that got rid of
Guadalajara, and to the candy kalid... and to Miguel...
In short, companions... only wanted recordaros that I
follow with you, who tomorrow tempranito we began to send faxes and
what he is... and in this week they are going to me to make a pair of
interviews by a shared in common concert ke we have organized by the
prisoners of Guadalajara and I am going to try to spread and to summon
reactions. I am with you, always, companions... and hopefully he
could cross the damned little pool of a jump for regalaros
acompañaros in all this and a long hug and rebel, companions of
roji-black heart... Gaby, precious, I do not know if you will be
the one that you are reading this... if you are I send a torrent to
you of kisses there... and if you are not it ke is there, she is worth
equal...
Atee.
Its friend Sea