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<\/p>\nEl mundo es grande. La vida, escasa.<\/p>\n
El hombre mide las cosas seg\u00fan su tama\u00f1o y deseo. Es el \u00fanico que tiene la audacia de nombrarlas. Las cosas son o no son seg\u00fan se miran y se nombran.<\/p>\n
Nombrar es la primera voz del deseo, pero hace falta que lo deseado tenga nombre.<\/p>\n
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Entonces ser\u00e1 sagrado. Amando, marcamos y elegimos. Odiando, mudamos los nombres constantemente.<\/p>\n
Los cal\u00edgrafos de la luz titubean ante lo cambiante. Cuando les enga\u00f1a la certeza, trazan, siegan. Tras ellos, los cronistas de la luz espigan, ordenan y exhiben sus fardos como muestra del crecimiento de su universo.<\/p>\n
Seg\u00fan los cronistas, hay cal\u00edgrafos que enloquecen persiguiendo el trazado de su amor.<\/p>\n
En ciertas \u00e9pocas, las circunstancias contribuyen a la evoluci\u00f3n de la caligraf\u00eda, y abren los caminos hacia el claro. En otras, por condiciones generales o por cuestiones particulares, tan s\u00f3lo afloran seud\u00f3nimos.<\/p>\n
El reci\u00e9n nacido sale a la luz. Conforme va madurando, fatalmente la adultera. Muchos creen hallar un nombre y lo exponen. Much\u00edsimos, confundidos por su entusiasmo, lo suscriben. Casi nadie conserva la capacidad de nombrar hasta sus \u00faltimos momentos.<\/p>\n
10-01-2006<\/p>\n
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THE CAPACITY FOR NAMING THINKS<\/strong><\/p>\n The World is big. Life is short. Calligraphers of light hesitate when faced with change. When certainly tricks them, they make that line, their scythe cuts. The chroniclers of light come behind, gathering, ordering, then exhibiting the bales to show how their universe is growing.<\/p>\n According to the chroniclers, some calligraphers go mad trying to capture the outline of their love. A baby is born into the light. As it matures, that light becomes critically diluted. Many believe they have found a name, and they show it off. Too many others, blinded by their enthusiasm, support their discovery. There is almost nobody who can retain the capacity for naming things right up to their last moments.<\/p>\n This is for them. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" El mundo es grande. La vida, escasa. El hombre mide las cosas seg\u00fan su tama\u00f1o y deseo. Es el \u00fanico que tiene la audacia de nombrarlas. Las cosas son o no son seg\u00fan se miran y se nombran. Nombrar es la primera voz del deseo, pero hace falta que lo deseado tenga nombre. Entonces ser\u00e1 … Sigue leyendo Sobre la capacidad de nombrar \/ The capacity for naming thinks<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[19],"tags":[31],"class_list":["post-1124","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-arte-y-parte","tag-lengua"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6WHFJ-i8","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1124","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1124"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1124\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1152,"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1124\/revisions\/1152"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1124"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1124"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luisquintero.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1124"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nMan measures things in relation to his own size and desire. He is alone in being audacious enough to actually give them names. Things exist or do not exist depending on how they are seen or named.
\nNaming something is desire\u00b4s first voice, but the object of\u00a0 that desire\u00a0 has to have a name. Then it becomes sacred. When we love, we brand and select things. When we hate, we always silence names.<\/p>\n
\nAt certain times, circumstances, contribute to the evolution of calligraphy, and open up roads to all that is clear. In others, whether through general circumstances or for specific reasons, the only things that floursih are pseudonyms.<\/p>\n
\n10-01-2006<\/p>\n