ALL SOULS (ALMA SE TIENE A VECES, NOTHING'S A GIFT?)

ALL SOULS (ALMA SE TIENE A VECES)

Everything the dead predicted has turned out completely different. Or a little bit different — which is to say, completely different.

 

Alma se tiene a veces.
Nadie la posee sin pausa
Y para siempre.
Día tras día,
Año tras año
Pueden transcurrir sin ella.
A veces solo en el arrobo
Y los miedos de la infancia
Anida por más tiempo.
A veces nada más en el asombro
De haber envejecido.

Wisława Szymborska [vi’swava ʂɨm’bɔrska] (2 July 1923 – 1 February 2012)


Everything the dead predicted has turned out completely different. Or a little bit different — which is to say, completely different.

Nothing's a gift, it's all on loan...I'm drowning in debts up to my ears.
I'll have to pay for myself
with my self,
give up my life for my life.

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🇳🇱 When asked if this Dutch farmer believed he would be able to pass on his farm to his children, he couldn’t hold back his tears.

This is the heartbreaking reality of the #DutchFarmers in 2023. All because of Mark Rutte and his totalitarian land grab policies.

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— Eva Vlaardingerbroek (@EvaVlaar) May 10, 2023