"The wind only helps those who know where it goes" Seneca (65 AD)
This episode of buried men, helpless in the depths of the mine cave, while digging ; their daily search of livelihood for themselves and their circumstances, when seen and watched from their human content, without reducing it to speech aroused from their potential in the media, economic and political issues from their center us, untouched and untouchable, a powerful and hopeful message about the rich anthropological capital deposited in genetic depth and symbolic thought of Homo sapiens sapiens. So, we (others). The species, gregarious in their construction necessarily atavistic and simple option-dependent group of essential efficiency and high likelihood of evolutionary success, survived by impulses as it, where are combined in one, the hereditary impulses to survive as a social and instinctive desire installed on the other to react and come to the rescue. not mean it is difficult this episode in illo tempore natural scene, fraught with menacing growls of our ancestors have made in bands and the technology readiness of its survival to the protection of those at risk from predatory harassment. That's very nature is not innovative in terms of a challenge in itself. both of these, which appear normal and obedient to the rules that society guidelines our daily complicity; if we look from this distraction. Views from the attention to what happens in the global world and in historical retrospect, we know not. Whether it's the great episodes such as those from the arbitrary, are deemed minimal. That social solidarity, of whatever kind and on which both our teachers ramble thinkers from antiquity in despair, often not at the top headlines. It is not so much since I got used our increasingly sensitive to the resignation of living in a world increasingly disenchanted. In circumstances of severe trial. The mining town of Chile ... Salud!
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