Raquel Jodorowsky Quotes

Yo aprendía a soñar sobre el techo de la casa

I was four thousand feet high. And more. In the heart of stone of the Andes. The open mouth of the earth surprised me, with its deep color. Like one of her fruits, the coffee bean...A difficult earth, only a bit of earth stretched over the sleeping eye of a volcano. One day she awakes, yawns and swallows an entire village with its men, its screams and its trees. (September 1963)

If you don't like this world we'll change it with kisses

Poets appeared like flowers on the earth.

I learned to dream on the roof of the house

Long live the thieves! They don't make a lie of their lives in this wormy society. They are what they are. Sincere in their disgrace. Working with them I've learnt the importance of loyalty and honor.

There is space, I say this from my heart, to reconstruct the world. (September 1963)

Los poetas aparecieron como flores en la tierra.

Sola en mi habitación, girando con el mundo entero en la cabeza desde el primer día en que nací.

Puedo subir hasta el último piso del poema más alto y lanzarme al vacío de una vida.

you see bread is never enough and the soul is always hungry

We think of these people as primitive, uneducated, crude. But bringing myself a bit closer to their lives, I felt with emotion their capacity for kindness which they radiate, because they contain it, towards any stranger. Every civilized-intelligent person, whom I have known, tends towards evil, coldness, distrust of friend. Every civilized-intelligent person, seated one step above the rest, perhaps in order to spit down on them and shout; "because I am intelligent" -with the right to everything, above everyone. I've come to the conclusion, after briefly touching these high villages without aspirations, that intelligence is not one of the human values I respect. It's inhuman. Especially since those gifted with super doses of cerebral juice can't seem to live in peace with each other. They isolate themselves and retreat from a reality they insist on showing their back. There I found men who escape all definition. Perhaps "pure" is the poor word best fitting. I feel not that "I've arrived" in a marvelous world, but that "I've left" the inclement garbage of the city. (1963)

si nos dan un pan de amor creceremos todos mejor con fraternidad con piedad con serenidad.

Alone in my room, spinning with the whole world in my head from the day I was born.

I can climb to the top story of the highest poem and throw myself into the vacuum of a life.