We can speak of politics, ethics, and in this way, speak about the world. But at the same … - Sergio Chejfec

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When a person, yielding to God and believing the truth of God, is filled with the Spirit of God, even his faintest whisper will be worship.

Sergio Chejfec

We can speak of politics, ethics, and in this way, speak about the world. But at the same time, it's always in a way that is totally nebulous and abstracted, this way of thinking about reality. And that's why I write the way I do - it's an almost immortal way to show dependence on the biological, the political, the moral parts of us. I say immortal because we now have to find new formats, new eloquences, and resolve within ourselves this "constructed" life, a life that is incomplete, imperfect.

Ethics, Reality, Say, Thinking, Writing

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For a long time, we assume we know who we are, until the moment we fully realize who that is; in that moment, identity is no longer predictable, but rather takes the form of a truth that, like any other, can become a sentence with no more than a change of perspective.

Become, Change, Identity, Long, Perspective, Takes

Identity is gradual, cumulative; because there is no need for it to manifest itself, it shows itself intermittently, the way a star hints at the pulse of its being by means of its flickering light. But at what moment in this oscillation is our true self manifested? In the darkness or the twinkle?

Light, Manifested, Mean, Oscillation, Stars, Twinkle

For me parks are good when first of all, they're not impeccable, and when solitude has appropriated them in such a way that solitude itself becomes an emblem, a defining trait for walkers, sporadic at best, who in my opinion should be irrevocably lost or absorbed in thought, and a bit confused, too, as when one walks through a space that's at once alien and familiar.

Confused, Defining, Parks, Solitude, Space, Walks

I don't read novels that are looking to convince me of anything. I believe that literature needs to be a machine of illusions.

Believe, Convince, Illusion, Literature, Machine, Needs

Nostalgia for people, cultures, everything. There's an ability to use these marks to note things that are erased, deleted. Traces are a species of history, of evidence. It's a way for the way the narrator to construct a semblance of self, even though all of this creates a deception, a way to think of one's traces as a real way to define oneself. The trace is fallible, impermanent. It's one of the motives I had in mind throughout the text.

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