Mileana Velba Kitchen

philosopher Medellín, Moravia and the forgotten citadel

THE ECHO OF THE CITY HORSESHOE ALZHEIMER

A research conducted by four students from the UPB, Medellín.

Horseshoe is a settlement of displaced persons at the confluence of past, present and future at the same time and place where the laughter and tears are mixed and reveal the same reality, sometimes tragic, unworthy, unreal, sense and sometimes cheerful, engaging, vain and proud.
Composed of 32 families that inhabit the uninhabitable and confuse external reality with their own reality and sometimes in the confusion of his eternal present they forget who they are, there are other realities more "liveable" and that their environment is their environment but to everyone.
In the horseshoe is the mark of many who have past and no longer reflected the work of a city lost and confused in another city noise, the revered modern Medellin from luxurious malls, big buildings, beautiful streets and subway (pride in country), overshadowed those players in the street every day become the builders of the city. And they still ignored the main actors that represent our base instincts, our passions and our most intense desires, we hide in the noise and appearance.

What brought them?

breezes of violence, chaos and despair, do not know but life is fleeing death and death take refuge wherever it lives, that the closer less dangerous, fleeing a nation that kills conscience of his people, but they themselves live and unconscious, fleeing reality have built a new reality. What

live?

live not simply take refuge wherever the fuck is confused with the sun and where the garbage "City" becomes a shelter that provides heating, and selling what others have voted given the crust of every day.
have built huge buildings of "junk" territory labyrinth that only they can figure out, right there where they have lost hopes, dreams and desires, has also found more subtle ways to circumvent the very life and even death itself circumvent .

And what is your story?

Its history is our history, the history we have created and which fled like frightened puppies, that story that we go and look with indifference and sometimes in ignorance, that we are weak to face our work, it seems that we paint it back, or have blind and between groping.

Are your big players?

The students of the street children, whose innocence and face covered with mud, and covered with dirt, generate pity and compassion and leads to cash assistance or food, those who have stolen some of their bread , and stolen his bread @ that every child born is born with their bread under the arm and if your bread is gone others have two, have stolen his.

And the future?

Confused and uncertain, because men and women grow mud @ s, why not learn the language of the so-called civilization and that their education was not in the "school" or the U, was in the street and at home, which is the same as the street.

Horseshoe is a replica of a dismembered city, where there have been many painters who have drawn their city life that dwells within turbulent and monstrous, there have found the beggar, the prostitute, the drug addict, the alcoholic , the offender, the good Christian, a good man, honest woman, all have been and will be players who have played either very good or very bad chips in the game of life.

All differences are indifferent to build your city and the city where we all live, we can not escape from them or ignore their presence among us, We also like them, they are part of us, confront us and challenge us in the changing fortunes of time, today they are, or maybe tomorrow we will be others, but the city keeps changing and that we continue to build beings indeterminate reenactors the world we inhabit.

looms in the shoe city of three classes of whom speak Jordi Borja: The official ideal and the unreal and interact with three classes of citizens: those who live there, those who work in it and those who used intermittently, residents finally got there to write part of the work citadina, because the space itself was nothing, until they came to give life and have built not only the physical part of the city but the city felt and experienced in our common and collective ideologies.

Many have been and gone but "the place we left, the place that lives in us forever," others have not been and reject any possibility of being there, but "what we reject, is what often comes to us with much more familiarity. " Horseshoe

So the city is aesthetically built from the chaos, the base instincts, pleasure, emotion, and sensuality, a territory for anyone and everyone, the place par excellence where all references refuge banned from city and where life flows so licentious and so generates some what Bob calls "urban Agoraphobia" which is nothing more than a disease class that reinforces segregationist discourse and denier of the city, for those who want to take them is have become the protagonists of the city.

And as Richard says Uribe, these characters take refuge in the shoe is portrayed our own human reality, our own desires, impulses and emotions, our self. That I do that the "high society" forbids us to let go and who would like to have Alzheimer's and go forgetting little by little, until no longer want it more, but all those undesirable instincts come back to us, as an eternal daily return stronger and with more intensity.

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