Ricardo Marcenaro bitácora - We Are Nothing - Somos Nada - Blood cells - electron microscope - microscopio electronico - Music: Kansas - Dust in the wind - Lyrics
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Esto es sangre, este es nuestro cosmos.
Creemos que somos uno, lo somos, sí, uno hatitado, uno multimillonario, uno rico, uno vivo, uno dinámico, uno compuesto, uno en faces, uno cósmico.
This is blood, this is our cosmos.
We believe we are one, we are, yes, one inhabited, one billionaire, one rich, one alive, one dynamic, one composite, one in phases, one cosmic.
Creemos que somos uno, lo somos, sí, uno hatitado, uno multimillonario, uno rico, uno vivo, uno dinámico, uno compuesto, uno en faces, uno cósmico.
This is blood, this is our cosmos.
We believe we are one, we are, yes, one inhabited, one billionaire, one rich, one alive, one dynamic, one composite, one in phases, one cosmic.
Éstas son vistas de un microscópio electrónico, un ojo inmenso inventado por el hombre.
El hombre trata de inventar en todas las materias: ojos inmensos, su sed es grande.
Inventó la rueda, un ojo inmenso que lo transportó rodando a su destino de eterno insatisfecho, nómade, sediento de ver y conocer.
Inventó la filosofía, un ojo inmenso sobre el mundo de las ideas que buscaba razones que apagaran su sed, su dolor de no comprender, su dolor de vivir con sed.
Inventó muchas ciencias y muchas herramientas, inventó religiones y dioses para explicarse al Dios que lo inventó a él.
Inventó el arte, para unirlo todo y explicarse a sí mismo, inventó ese ojo indefinible, misterioso, sagrado, turbio, cristalino, que es también un camino más para apagar la horrenda sed del hombre por saber.
These are views of a scanning electron microscope, a huge eye invented by man.
Man tries to invent in all subjects: huge eyes, his thirst is great.
He invented the wheel, a huge eye rolling who carried him to his destiny of eternally dissatisfied, nomadic, hungry to see and know.
He invented the philosophy, a huge eye on the world of ideas that sought reasons quench his thirst, the pain of not understanding the pain of living with thirst.
He invented many sciences and many tools, invented religions and gods to explain the God who invented it.
He invented arts, to glue together and explain to himself, invented the eye indefinable, mysterious, sacred, turbid, crystalline, which is also an another way to turn off the most horrific thirst of the human for knowledge.
El hombre trata de inventar en todas las materias: ojos inmensos, su sed es grande.
Inventó la rueda, un ojo inmenso que lo transportó rodando a su destino de eterno insatisfecho, nómade, sediento de ver y conocer.
Inventó la filosofía, un ojo inmenso sobre el mundo de las ideas que buscaba razones que apagaran su sed, su dolor de no comprender, su dolor de vivir con sed.
Inventó muchas ciencias y muchas herramientas, inventó religiones y dioses para explicarse al Dios que lo inventó a él.
Inventó el arte, para unirlo todo y explicarse a sí mismo, inventó ese ojo indefinible, misterioso, sagrado, turbio, cristalino, que es también un camino más para apagar la horrenda sed del hombre por saber.
These are views of a scanning electron microscope, a huge eye invented by man.
Man tries to invent in all subjects: huge eyes, his thirst is great.
He invented the wheel, a huge eye rolling who carried him to his destiny of eternally dissatisfied, nomadic, hungry to see and know.
He invented the philosophy, a huge eye on the world of ideas that sought reasons quench his thirst, the pain of not understanding the pain of living with thirst.
He invented many sciences and many tools, invented religions and gods to explain the God who invented it.
He invented arts, to glue together and explain to himself, invented the eye indefinable, mysterious, sacred, turbid, crystalline, which is also an another way to turn off the most horrific thirst of the human for knowledge.
El humano se sintió grandioso inventando, de esta forma se siente grandioso el humano, creando.
Crear es solucionar se dijo, pero no tiene paz el humano, ni siquiera lo que llama amor le da la paz.
¿Entendemos erróneamente el amor?
Las soluciones del ser humano son parches, parches del entendimiento.
The human feels great inventing, in this form the human feels great, creating.
Create is to solve he said, but the man has no peace, nor even what they call love gives peace.
Do we have a bad understanding of love?
Human solutions are patches, patches of understanding.
Crear es solucionar se dijo, pero no tiene paz el humano, ni siquiera lo que llama amor le da la paz.
¿Entendemos erróneamente el amor?
Las soluciones del ser humano son parches, parches del entendimiento.
The human feels great inventing, in this form the human feels great, creating.
Create is to solve he said, but the man has no peace, nor even what they call love gives peace.
Do we have a bad understanding of love?
Human solutions are patches, patches of understanding.
Cuando veo estas cosas me pregunto: ¿de qué se enorgullece un artista?
¿Puede crear el artista estos mundos maravillosos de objetos suspendidos, funcionales, vitales?
Es una vergüenza la vanidad del artista que cree que es algo, los seres humanos somos nada.
Somos aún mucho más pequeños que cualquier célula que nos habita en relación a la inmensidad del universo.
En esa relación, somos microbios, microbios en colonia, que como toda colonia modificamos el enterno en el que actuamos de tal manera que secamos el medio que nos da vida.
No somos diferentes al Ser unicelular en el agua ácida de las profundidades, ni al pez o al elefante.
Humanos: inventar y crear, no apaga la sed o las verdades últimas.
When I see these things I wonder what an artist is proud?
Can the artist create these wonderful worlds of suspended objects, functionals, vitals?
It's a shame the vanity of the artist who believes that something is, humans are nothing.
We are still much smaller than any cell that lives in relation to the vastness of the universe.
In this relationship, we are microbes, microbial colony, which like all colonies does it, we modified the medium in which we operate drying what gives us life.
We are no different to the cell unicellular in the acid water from the depths, or the fish or the elephant.
Human: inventing and creating, it not quenches thirst or ultimate truths.
¿Puede crear el artista estos mundos maravillosos de objetos suspendidos, funcionales, vitales?
Es una vergüenza la vanidad del artista que cree que es algo, los seres humanos somos nada.
Somos aún mucho más pequeños que cualquier célula que nos habita en relación a la inmensidad del universo.
En esa relación, somos microbios, microbios en colonia, que como toda colonia modificamos el enterno en el que actuamos de tal manera que secamos el medio que nos da vida.
No somos diferentes al Ser unicelular en el agua ácida de las profundidades, ni al pez o al elefante.
Humanos: inventar y crear, no apaga la sed o las verdades últimas.
When I see these things I wonder what an artist is proud?
Can the artist create these wonderful worlds of suspended objects, functionals, vitals?
It's a shame the vanity of the artist who believes that something is, humans are nothing.
We are still much smaller than any cell that lives in relation to the vastness of the universe.
In this relationship, we are microbes, microbial colony, which like all colonies does it, we modified the medium in which we operate drying what gives us life.
We are no different to the cell unicellular in the acid water from the depths, or the fish or the elephant.
Human: inventing and creating, it not quenches thirst or ultimate truths.
Thanks for the images to:
http://www.e-microscopy.com
Colored by Ricardo Marcenaro
Lyrics
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind
Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind
Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind
Ricardo Marcenaro
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Blogs in operation of The Solitary Dog:
Solitary Dog Sculptor:
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My blogs are an open house to all cultures, religions and countries. Be a follower if you like it, with this action you are building a new culture of tolerance, open mind and heart for peace, love and human respect. Thanks :)
Mis blogs son una casa abierta a todas las culturas, religiones y países. Se un seguidor si quieres, con esta acción usted está construyendo una nueva cultura de la tolerancia, la mente y el corazón abiertos para la paz, el amor y el respeto humano. Gracias:)
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