Time passes but you endure and resist with your example of unwavering struggle sprouting from the earth like a native forest.
Today I write to you from prison with a bit of nostalgia since I cannot be present as I would like to be. I think that nothing is finished and in a personal way for the memories I have with you when I had no worries … I watched in wonder your punky crest while you took me in your arms you were with your jacket full of studs on your neck that I watched innocently; I can firmly say that with you I spent my best moments as a child. I remember to the surface that January 3, 2008 where as a result of the context everything was overturned in my days, with that burning that feels alone sometimes and that you try not to forget … because I would not see you anymore, however only disappears what we do not know how to look / feel and this is not the case because your flame fuels mine to feel the breeze, the rain and the smell of damp earth that like a blanket covers the roots of the great araucarias.
This is how time passes but you live in our memory and even though the road of the insurrectional struggle against capital and the miserable authoritarians who perpetuate misery may lead us to prison or death, it is still beautiful because those of us who throw ourselves with feeling and courage can say that we have been free and dignified, this is how we advance with nothing to fear.
“You accompany me in every step I take as I walk in the forest that they try to devastate and I say try because they will not be able to do it. You live in every outbreak feeding the storm waiting to lurk like a pangui to defend and attack those who want to occupy the land to exterminate.”
Matias Valentin Catrileo Quezada lives in the weichan!”
Tomás and Mawhünko (Santiago 1 Prison and San Miguel Prison)
Source: Publicacion Refractario