Transformation in Literature

Literature has a space in our Conference and we want it to represent the feelings of all, by sending us your literary piece, poem, novels, you became a part of this dream, that represents the dream of Transformation for you. You can still send us a quote to This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.. There is no language restriction, you choose. These quotes will be shared on the Conference website, notebook and will be displayed in different places where the Conference will be held.

Entiéndelo
"Entiéndelo
Hay algo más allá
De todo lo que tú puedas pensar
Entiéndelo
Hay algo más adentro
Mucho más adentro
De todo lo que puedas imaginar"
Liricistas, Hip Hop

A vision
“If we will have the wisdom to survive,
to stand like slow-growing trees
on a ruined place, renewing, enriching it,
This is no paradisal dream.
Its hardship is its possibilities”
Wendell Berry
Selected Poems (1998)

For One Who Is Exhausted, a Blessing
“You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back”
John O'Donohue

“You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone’s soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows what they might do because of it, because of your words.”
Erin Morgenstern
The Night Circus (2011)

“No podemos resolver nuestros problemas pensando de la misma manera que cuando los creamos”
Albert Einstein

“The artist is the antenna of the race.”
Ezra Pound

“Art at its most significant is a Distant Early Warning System that can always be relied on to tell the old culture what is beginning to happen to it.”
Marshall McLuhan

“That land is a community is the basic concept of ecology, but that land is to be loved and respected is an extension of ethics.”
Aldo Leopold

“First comes thought; then organization of that thought, into ideas and plans; then transformation of those plans into reality. The beginning, as you will observe, is in your imagination.”
Napoleon Hill

Entiéndelo
Entiéndelo
Hay algo más allá
De todo lo que tú puedas pensar
Entiéndelo
Hay algo más adentro
Mucho más adentro
De todo lo que puedas imaginar
Una vez más tengo la oportunidad
De poder representar a mi familia y mi ciudad
Lo hago con humildad desde la preocupación
Como un gran porcentaje de la población
¿Qué pasa con el reciclaje?
¿Cuándo va a enseñarse? Al menos en colegios
Para que sus niños no crezcan como estos viejos
Y un Santiago limpio ya no sea un privilegio
Pa' la mente la dejo, Liricistas en la casa
Manos en el aire, que todo el mundo baile
Ría, cante, salte, pero montas la tarima
Pensando en el after no en el arte
Es un desastre, deja contarte que el hip-hop
Todos los días es rebeldía en la vida mía
Quién lo diría traería tanta alegría
Ni yo sabía que tenía en mis manos frías
Aquella noche que juramos por esta vía
El planeta pide socorro y la verdad
Que algunos no ven más allá que la víscera del corro
Arboles caen y los bosques ya ni vemos
Sólo digo la verdad con un rap todoterreno
¿Humanos qué hemos hecho?
No dieron estrellas y el cielo de techo
Un césped de cama, más lo que la tienen en pecho
Encuéntralo, siéntelo, agradécelo
Entiéndelo
Hay algo más allá
De todo lo que tú puedas pensr
Entiéndelo
Hay algo más adentro (woh, check it out)
Mucho más adentro
De todo lo que puedas imaginar
Yao, tierra de gigantes, pasos de hormiga
Diminutos hacen estragos, marcan la salida
Abusan de la semilla, mascan de la espina
Flora y fauna no piden nada sólo respiran
Sonidos del viento terminan en relajos de flauta
Hombres en aulas, animales en jaulas
Nos acompaña la neblina cuando vamos pal' sur
A Camanchaca del norte empaña los vidrios del bus
Arcoíris negro, petróleo, plata, guerra
Niños corren, no sé de dónde, pero se aferran
Químicos destruyendo la capa de ozono
Suelo y aire plomo, y el agua, falta oro
Desde el cerro no se ve, pero nadie está libre
Sobreexplotación, las especies se extinguen
Los adultos no dan el fruto, ejemplo preciso
Al frente de sus hijos botando papeles al piso
Entiéndelo
Hay algo más allá
De todo lo que tú puedas pensar
Entiéndelo
Hay algo más adentro
Mucho más adentro
De todo lo que puedas imaginar, -nar -nar, -nar, -nar, -nar
Algo más profundo
Algo más arriba
De lo que tú puedas imaginar
Algo más, algo más allá
Dentro de ti

Liricistas, Hip Hop

A vision
If we will have the wisdom to survive,
to stand like slow-growing trees
on a ruined place, renewing, enriching it,
if we make our seasons welcome here,
asking not too much of earth or heaven,
then a long time after we are dead
the lives our lives prepare will live
here, their houses strongly placed
upon the valley sides, fields and gardens
rich in the windows. The river will run
clear, as we will never know it,
and over it, birdsong like a canopy.
On the levels of the hills will be
green meadows, stock bells in noon shade.
On the steeps where greed and ignorance cut down
the old forest, an old forest will stand,
its rich leaf-fall drifting its roots.
The veins of forgotten springs will have opened..
Families will be singing in their fields.
In the voices they will hear a music
risen out of the ground. They will take
nothing from the ground they will not return,
whatever the grief at parting. Memory,
native to this valley, will spread over it
like a grove, and memory will grow
into a legend, legend into song, song
into sacrament. The abundance of this place,
the songs of its people and its birds,
will be health and wisdom and indwelling
light. This is no paradisal dream.
Its hardship is its possibilities.

Wendell Berry
Selected Poems (1998)

For One Who Is Exhausted, a Blessing

When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,
Time takes on the strain until it breaks;
Then all the unattended stress falls in
On the mind like an endless, increasing weight.

The light in the mind becomes dim.
Things you could take in your stride before
Now become laborsome events of will.

Weariness invades your spirit.
Gravity begins falling inside you,
Dragging down every bone.

The tide you never valued has gone out.
And you are marooned on unsure ground.
Something within you has closed down;
And you cannot push yourself back to life.

You have been forced to enter empty time.
The desire that drove you has relinquished.
There is nothing else to do now but rest
And patiently learn to receive the self
You have forsaken in the race of days.

At first your thinking will darken
And sadness take over like listless weather.
The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.

You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.

Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.

Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.

Imitate the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color
That fostered the brightness of day.

Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.
Be excessively gentle with yourself.

John O'Donohue