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NILTON
BONDER
Healing is not a topic, it's scream! Human cry, made of pain and protest, of meaning and judgment.
Human affection is deep and innervation and capillarity evolved from the physical to emotion, reason and soul.
Healing is born out of the tension between healing in human expectation and healing possible. It is born of maternal audacity, expressed in Deborah's nonconformity and indignation, which dialogues with the audacity of civilization and science. Such a conversation between revolt and revolution exposes the dimension of human pain for which “a small wound in the body causes an extensive wound in the soul” *. Soul that ignites in imaginaries and questions.
Healing is the battle over an beyond-human right: the faith that “if something can be damaged, then it can be restored”*. A struggle that combines strategies of the body with intelligence and its sciences, and with myths and rites and their transcendences. They dance with the dancers, visible and invisible, characters and texts.
In the physical battle, the magical boy, Theo, with a diverse body and mutated questions. In the emotional, the boy Obaluaê who, when born with wounds, abandoned by the sea, is cared for and cured by Iemanjá. By suffering in the skin, it acquires powers to overcome evils, curing and causing diseases. On the intellectual front, Stephen Hawking, who heals freed from his body, takes refuge in his mind. And in the spiritual struggle, Leonard Cohen, who powerfully negotiates his surrender to finitude. The therapist Jesus also dances, in transcendent lightness over the waters of life, and Miriam, the dancing prophetess to whom the supplication “Please heal her!” is made.
The texts choreograph the letters of the DNA double helices -- the "letter soup" of life, and the command words of emotions, and the help phrases of the psalms.
Healing is screaming; is a howl of pain, of request, of war and joy, bringing everyone together the immune and humanitarian resources in alliance for healing. science, faith, solidarity and ancestry are the cocktail and the elixir.
And the desired cure is nothing less than “the cure of the incurable”. Utopia or blasphemy, humans know that death is a life strategy. And they dare the cry that echoes asking to reconsider a new condition. May there not only be repair and rehabilitation, but rescue, as a definitive healing.
