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September 14, 2019

Science Fiction or pure hallucination of something very coherent

                                                                                  


It is like a cinematography of a history that has been told many times already, this time about those who back in the day have sworn to be human beings out of conviction, people associating with the ideology of Che, Allende and others such as Gandhi or Abraham Lincoln; those who fought for the same humanistic goal in favor of the dignification of the human being, for social dignity and most importantly of the freedom and human dignity.

Today, this era means singing the same song but with sound and different authors, authors who are brothers, sons and fathers of the past revolution of the 1980's, today, however, they play the role of usurpers. Because their disastrous acts continue as cycles of never-ending. Cycles that affect the blinded peoples, subjugated by ignorance and poor education.

In short, today I find myself in the task of talking about those chimeras which I would call foolish, ignorant, deceivers of causes and murderers of innocent people. I will not only talk about them in this pronouncement - which is a disappointing exercise for me, evoking [plenty of] personal emotions.

Today, I am equally talking about those who once meant a real support, touching, solidary and full of pure intentions of brotherhood; today, they are merely a mix of strings and tendons in light of the present situation in Nicaragua. There is currently a peculiar situation, since politics and its unscrupulous values accompany it with pseudo-intentions, self-interest, humanist selfishness, the unstoppable decline of humanism, the absence of social justice, the oblivion of respect, honor and human dignity. A game of masks; the eunuch, the clown, the sly and the intelligent. Each and every one of them in a hullabaloo like cannibals getting their piece or their share of the feast. Indeed, they are the real participants happening at this moment [in time] and space. Time and space that have turned into a difficult circumstance during which one cries day by day about a world full of injustice, in which the angels (heroes and martyrs, victims of the dictatorship) rise to heaven; indeed, very busy days for Saint Peter.

History does not come to a halt, blood is shed, heroes rise increasingly to heaven every day, mothers cry in chorus and curse their reality full of injustices; a people that suffers, Nicaragua sheds blood by the minute, dying, and dismembered in front of the eyes and apathy of organisms that one day, by honor, tradition or simple strategy were sworn "to be men of honor, justice and truth", today I ask you to reconsider, and to rise again like a phoenix for justice, truth and social causes.

The saints of this new history ignore the tears, the suffering, the injustices of an agonizing people, and the highest authorities snatch away those who could lift the spirits of a people full of suffering; the true moral reserve of Nicaragua has strategically been removed, the saints have vanished the hope of morale, values and conscience. The story goes on, it’s all clear. The human being and his nature - in the end it is just one more story to tell, one more story to be written, a history full of social injustice, human subjugation with hypocrisy and pseudo-political interests. A battle against the tyrant and the oppressed in a wider struggle of interests and capital.


I think there is absolutely no reason to celebrate anything for our nation at this day because we are not independent of anything, our system has been abolished by people who one day had proclaimed freedom for the homeland. At this day, I don't believe that Nicaragua feels the patriotic fervor that was felt in the past since this plot has been going on for so long, since the exploitations that began with Zeledón and even today, in 2019, it has not ended nor is there any end in sight.

I think that the end of this inherited struggle should be the evolution and the definitive closure of this cycle of death, a cycle in which there have been murders in the name of political slogans, in the name of "peace", deaths in the name of justice, deaths in the name of a pure feeling that was flattered. Which was nothing more than a hypocritical game for our people. Why satiate a group of people with chimera-heads? - who in the end have been vile hypocrites, tricksters of their cause and rats.

Today is September 14, 2019, I [hereby] declare myself a necessary person for the social battle that is going on in Nicaragua and I invite all those who are reading this to raise awareness because a hushed people is a people complicit with the genocide of the tyrant…

Nicaragua does not surrender nor is it for sale…

RARGNARD

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