Frozen peaches

Full-faced freedom of speech.

It's been almost a month since I last wrote. Much longer since I last wrote here.

I was more focused on my Substack newsletter, trying to crack the code sometimes, or just exist most of the time. Once a week, once every two weeks, once a month.

But things aren't going so well over there. Lately, there have been problems with the so-called freedom of speech.

They let the most despicable people have their portals there. Not only that, but they advertise them "by accident". People who speak out loud about hate. Genocide, eugenics, restrictions on who's who and who's worthy enough. The owners haven't done much, because, according to them, users have the right to talk about whatever they want. "Free speech absolutism".

Although it's not so absolute, because they did suspend a Palestinian poet. Mosab Abu Toha, Pulitzer prize winner. Shortly after, they gave him back his account, but if they can pull this kind of snub on a renowned author (whatever that means these days), no one is safe anymore.

If we are free to speak about hatred and division, but are censored for speaking about love and equality, then we are not free.

And I want to be free.

Oh, and by the way, they got rid of their "poetry" category. And I write poetry, so no soup for me.

That's why I'm back here. Do it for Her now lives here. My portfolio lives here too. The "professional" and vocational ones. From copywriting, journalism and translation, to creation, performing and facilitation.

Here also lives Tierra Madre, my card reading and holistic ceremony project.

Why so much junk in just one site? Because I contain multitudes.

A few weeks ago, my friend Caro was telling me about the idea of the face as something complete and integral. Beyond the masks and "personas" we show according to the occasion. When we show our full face, we show ourselves exactly as we are. With our facets, talents, circumstances, life stories, potential futures and proud presents.

Náhuatl people call ixmati, or "getting to know the face", to the processes and levels of acquisition, socialisation, and construction of knowledge that we acquire in community spaces. Such as workshops, meetings, hangouts and assemblies.

I think we can promote ixmati on a web platform too. After all, it's a public space. My public space. And if I love free speech so much, I want to express myself freely on this space. Full-faced.

Promoting hatred, of course, is not free speech. It's a prison in itself. A confinement under which we enclose the other to deprive them of their human dignity, and under which we incidentally enclose ourselves to deprive ourselves of ours. Depriving ourselves of the opportunity to know and to know ourselves. To live and let live.

So here I am and here we are. I'll be publishing here from now on whenever I can. I'm transferring subscribers from there to here and I'll see how to make sure the posts can also arrive through a mailing list.

I'll also be translating the content into English, updating and revising old posts, and uploading more multimedia content, event calendars, a shop, etc., slowly but surely.

As my inner little webmaster would say:

Note from the webmaster
(that is, me)

This page, just like the rest of the website, is in constant development. I will soon add translations, events calendar, presentation videos, reviews/testimonials, shopping, and more.

Oh, how I love that top. Who knows where it is now. Hehe.