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jueves, 16 de junio de 2011


For many years I have been visiting my country, to know and give a sense to my life, and in that journey I have felt the idiosyncrasies of different peoples, its people. As they behave. And it has helped me to conceive and have an idea of ​​how they think and what their true worldview. In the bustle I have found that the more the resistance of a people to the invasion of western alienation and more stubborn resistance. The values ​​that politicians talk so much about education, they remain more intact in the community or people.

When the values ​​are lost as the culture, customs and even the form of social organization, the community loses its horizon and begins to act like a Westerner and installed greed as the main element of social improvement, not in your community if not entry into Western society. But this does not mean that they enter Westernized progress of science, on the contrary, when they enter the values ​​of Western society is when the community loses its identity and gets a new identity that is not theirs and even adopts poses and ideological views and his philosophy of life. In adopting the philosophy that it does to justify the loss of values ​​which he held before when your community was in use in some communities due to the problems raised by the entry of western pathology, makes use of the two paradigms of life, but only to justify his errors and mistakes, as well as to hide behind their lack of commitments in both paradigms. Apparently it does to survive, but not, if you have the image of West as good and that will allow you to move up in a Creole nation where the Western paradigm and its economic and political system can not be changed and you have accept or do not enter and do not enter if you are invisible to the rest. Then we wonder why this spiritual condition? We believe that the mestizo, has a fear of invisibility. For the Indians, are invisible to all the Creole society, never participate in major decisions, even in them relating to their own territory, and if they want to make their own decisions are none, for it even have an army composed by Indians themselves who attack their own brothers, but have also lost their status and identity of indigenous people. In losing their indigenous identity, they lose their relationship with their siblings and see them as enemies, do support the arguments of White or Creole. Also contributes to this religion, as an alienating, that allows you to plot to enslave another.

With this we can put two cases of community relations and behavior that have allowed us to draw conclusions and the basis for taking these few assumptions: The first is my last year stay in the community of Mollepata, where little by little same community was integrating and accepting me. Chosen as one more of their community. The activities were done communally and was always taken into account for all of them and not attend. Such is the case of the communal dining room where food is prepared of the entire community, which had almost an almost symbolic contribution because, as I planted and had no plot, they mentioned that my contribution was symbolic, since only Being in the community and teach their children was more than enough. Community by integrating within it gave me the task of advising on relationships with local state authorities Creole, if if were developed around the inclusion as a member of it. Such is the case, for example if you had to go, they made me to do various assignments in the capital of the province, one after making the assignments, they returned the courtesy by inviting me to their homes forever, either as a picnic lunch or dinner in the evening, as well as keeping me in mind when they killed an animal, was the first to be considered to give myself a serving of meat or sometimes roast in pan. Also at night we would gather every night to talk with the community in long hours of conversation, where they asked, but also related their experiences and communal stories. Needless to say at parties, had a unique respect, as they knew they did not take any kind of liquor to intoxicated knew respect my decision and I never demanded to participate. When I went out to walk the woods and could see someone greeted him and they answered the salute with great courtesy. So much so that when he finished the year with very nostalgic goodbye to me, giving me a number of gifts, food and other goods they make, such as the famous clay pots, made me curious I gave a gift of pure clay pan that I keep with all my love because I gave it the oldest of the settlers who still has the technique of his ancestors.

At the opposite turned out a year after my stay in Mollepata in an indigenous community called the Hospital, but has nothing hospitality. All I see color of money and if a stranger arrives, believe it is a piggy bank to be exploited. As for my advanced state of health I can almost not walk, I have to use proper shoes, asked them to provide me with a mule to carry me, I almost fell down when I was told the price, so choose to move to standing walking nearly three hours to reach a bus stop so we can move to the capital of the province, I do not stay there, as prices for my food is more expensive than in the capital of the department, almost comparable to the price charged for food in the capital of the republic. No member of the community does a disservice, if not payment for services you do. And the sleeping conditions are bad and climate are the gild the pill, but what stands out is that there in this community's religious sects where they have entered with force, destroying all traces of community and values indigenous peoples and this is one reason, to destroy the identity of the community, they have been installed and plunder the riches of our communities. When the villagers have realized they can not respond to attacks because they can not answer, having lost its values ​​and identity. Having all this is impossible to answer, for not having valid arguments that allow them to cohere as a community.

Túpac Isaac II.
Juan Esteban Yupanqui Villalobos.

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