para odiar y no creer
y muchas veches me encuentro solitario llorando
en el umbral de la vida.
"I have all I need to see and to believe,
or to hate and disbelieve,
and many times I find myself alone crying
on the doorstep of life."
Tonight my neighbor Allegra copied out these lines for me, from the song "Las Colina de la Vida" by an Argentine poet León Gieco.
She quoted them to me when I said that I only give credence to people who speak of hope when they also acknowledge how dark life is.
Any philosophy of belief worth anything must square with the Holocaust.
(Which Holcoaust? Take your pick.)
[2025: I found it on youtube]
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