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"Those languid bodies 

once were 

tense of life"

When does our body languish if it is not when we lose it?

 

Death itself, in that tension that torments us so much, must go through the total languor that so much romanticizes us.

 

From our early childhood we feel how our members come into different tensions, be it by surprise, fear, anxiety, excitement, passion, and we discover that languor - as a total exhaustion - comes when that tension ends, when we cannot endure it more, when something stronger than us has been completely satiated.

 

Sexual rape of girls and boys within the family is more than common in our species, it is a continuous practice, almost traditional, and in the same way it is a practice of concealment of the act that societies and religions reject but do everything possible to avoid its exit to the light; the abuse by one becomes the abuse by all. The presence of that abuse continues in the life of the violated person and it is a reminder that traditions do not break easily.

 

In the absence of a greater fight against physical and mental violence languor becomes the only means of survival, allowing everything that attacks us to penetrate even more easily, without resistance, until the end of life itself.

 

Neither adolescence dreams, nor the desire of having a family or even a personal professional success will leave our -forever- languid body... The tension of that omnipresent trauma is also a kind of languor.

 

 

Omar Ramírez Casas in his seven sections in video and Gustavo Thomas in his improvised choreographies of Butoh navigate through the hidden images of that trance of the languid body due to the violence exerted by sexual abuse in childhood.

 

The images of his creation follow each other without apparent chronological logic, let's say they are a substitute for impressions of a concrete fact, as is the visual poetry of Omar and the internal impulse of Gustavo's performative body.

 

The non-conclusion of this creative act is a metaphor of death itself: the total languor of the body and its images is the accumulation of beauty before its final dissolution.

Gustavo Thomas in Languid Bodies

LANGUID BODIES

 

Languid bodies

once they were

tense in life

 

 

CHILDHOOD

 

Girl

of beautiful skin

looks constantly

to the roof

 

Her tender body

looks to the sky

 

 

VIOLENCE

 

Ingenuous brother

you take advantage

of familiar kisses

 

You lunge

slow and violent

 

Without tension

my chest slips

near hell

 

 

SILENCE

 

Time I do not weep for me

 

After tension

to languish is the means

 

I let up

I rise above 

I receive without relief

that in which I lose myself

 

DREAMS

 

Floating swollen

in my own waters

 

The veils dirty

my limbs

they do not scream

nor moan

wet

they dream about themselves in relief

 

 

DECEIT

 

Masks of purity

they do not clean

the lips

 

The wedding

it is a rose-pink punishment

a bloody one

 

 

ABANDONMENT

 

Vain hope

 

The children detach

abusing

 

Loneliness flies

without remedy

 

 

PERMANENCE

 

Night

opaque and languid

 

Useless

innocence

forever lost

 

Beauty hates

Irreparable sadness

© 2018 by GUSTAVO THOMAS
 

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