I'm out of me at the moment when captivity is appeased. We're not going to start explaining here what prison is… Jail is called a few. We have been told to stay at home. The question is, what is the house?

I take advantage of the expression “Our Mother’s House” and, of course, the house is not what unites it. The house is a concept built over time to maintain our and our lives. We are our house, we geroni, bees, animals, the rights of mountains, grasses, fields, orchard, fruit trees, work utensils, etc. At least, that's what the house is.

Anyone who thinks the house is a simple building will like to move on the bike... One of the wisest women I've ever met told me I always wanted to go home and I didn't need any warning. “Inside the cat’s cramps we’ll be here.” He was older and he could not go on his own, but he could approach and talk to the flowers, the hens, the bees, the orchards, the houses, etc., that surround the house. This was her house, that of her daughters and her sons, and let's not say her grandchildren...

Those who look at the house from a little bit have now taken us off the chance to go to the garden. I have never known that such a thing has existed. It's terrible. They prevent us from reaching the vegetable garden that is the basis of our culture and our way of being. Do you know what those people who make those decisions are doing? Those people?

On the pretext of health, it prevents us from creating our own food and drinks. Take care of those who give us the highest quality of life. In fact, when we have sown, planted, cultivated, cared for at the last moment of a plant, where do we get a better quality food than when we eat it and feed it among those in our house? To the supermarket, yes, we haven't been prevented from going there; and we don't know where to grow, where to bring it and how to handle it, we're going to eat.

The plants that care for our lives don't deserve care. Dogs, yes, they need a couple of walks every day. And that is that people who have dogs at home do the laws and norms about our quality of life and our house thinking that the house is a short home. People who have dogs at home. They're dogs. Insolent crapautas!