In recent days we have arrived from Iceland, the soundtrack of the Utopia from the hand of giant Björk and the year that ends with Axiari, father and son, the album that they give us from the heart of the city of Omaha, we can combine both things to erase the claws of the swimmers of the Tabula Rasa and Wounded Kneloe…

The armed organization has now left the prisoners free to master their paths, that is, to adopt common laws after years of political status. By the time I had seen that the struggle was lost, I would have left this issue of jail. Please approach the prisoners, let those who have to leave and from there we collectively rethink the future of this people and make a critical eye with the children, without the nostalgia for violence and violence.

The snow covers the darkness of Reykjavik and the tingling plains of Nebraska sung by Springsteen. Music has always saved us. Also at the moment, when we are about to make tabula rasa, many melodies will take us beyond the steps.