Although few readers of this blog virgin not believe it, your servant, and his writing, are influenced. But that has nothing relevant, since everyone is affected.
This blog and these written week to week I extend all my love, have two powerful influences that so far identified and do not mind admitting that his pen and his thoughts have touched me deeply.
For now speak only one and that certainly is José Saramago.
's certainly not the intention of this poor apprentice writer, comparable in any way with the prodigal son of Portugal. Since I am light years away from his pen and his prose, his imagination and substance and its masterful sense of protest and struggle through the floor.
course, to admire Saramago does not mean you always think like him, or that opine the same things about some issues at the same writer. However, one does not have to think like another man to admire its greatness.
That is my case with the teacher Saramago.
I would have liked to have had a long conversation with him through writing. Nice
Don Jose, I'm Mcrow. What kind of name is that. Did I say it or do you ask? You'll never know, why the doubt. As he did not put the question marks he doubted it. Do not you know I never use them. You're right sir, I had forgotten. You are well known for his particular form of writing. Some like and some do not, you just have to read it aloud. I really love the way in writing, especially that of the dialogues to run, I feel that suits me fine. I guess not so with the question marks. Correct! That part I do not go. I prefer to set it so that people understand the concept. The three diseases of modern man are the isolation, the technological revolution and his life centered on his personal triumph. What does that have to do? Like your question marks ... nothing. Well Don José, despite being his fan, the question of the score is not the only one in which we differ. Oh no ... that again my young friend. "I wonder? Yes ... this time you can be sure that I asked. I for example am not a communist like you. I'm just a hormonal communist. So I am well and prefer hormonal capitalist democracy. The real power is economic, then it makes no sense to speak of democracy. Than deep. That depends. "Depends on what? Well it depends on many things are not going to deepen now. Another issue on which I differ is that I am an optimist and you definitely are on the other side of the pendulum. The only interested in changing the world are pessimistic because the optimists are happy with what you get. Does that mean I do not want to change the world? Think about it, yes, I'm pessimistic, but I have no fault that reality is what it is. I disagree. No have to be, dissent is a right which lacks the Declaration of Human Rights. In that if I agree with you. I like to write a happy book, and I have all the elements to be a happy man, but simply I can not. However there is one thing I do makes me happy, and that is what I think. Me too I'm happy to say that I think Don José, and I also like very much to respect my opinion. I learned not to try to convince anyone. The work of convincing is a lack of respect, is an attempt at colonization of the other. I had not thought so but I guess you're right. One point that maybe I'm more in agreement with you is God's. What God? Aha ... put question marks. I put my young friend just to stop questioning each comment if asked or not, I'll do it. We talked about God. If you know me as you say, you know I'm an atheist. If you are, and say that I am a believer you are hormonal and hormonal communist. I do not believe in God and I do not at fault. At least I'm safe to be intolerant. Atheists are the most tolerant in the world. A believer passes easily intolerance. At no time in history, anywhere in the world, religions have served to human beings closer to each other. On the contrary, have only served to separate, to burn, to torture. I do not believe in God, do not need it and I am also a good person. But the issue is with God or religion?, Say ... the church? Do not get me started with the church, I think it's time to end. Don José, we will miss him. As an apprentice writer, I'm going to miss, because I feel the same way that you once said. That said, you steal a phrase from mine. Yes, but I put in my mouth, not yours. You said you did not write to please or displease, but to disquiet. Well, that sentence I was very pretty. The same thought as me as I passed. So keep writing. And now he died going to do? Death is a natural, almost unconscious. Will come to nothing and I dissolve into it. Your body will dissolve only Don José, because his prose, his books and his characters will live forever.
So imagine my conversation with Saramago. I appreciate the generous support of Don José for writing this post. You do not have a Nobel every day to help you write.
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