We lose our culture, we turn into a rock. We lose our language, we die. Think about it: A rock is nothing more than a song that’s frozen. All the vibrations that once came together seize and harden and simply… Continue Reading →
I am the last Mestizo. Maybe there are other people who understand what it means to be Mestizo, but I wonder where they are? I don’t hear the ancient alabados anywhere anymore. No one sings these hymns that allowed a… Continue Reading →
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