New Life, work and death of Roland Erasmus 
In this installment of the compilation "Writers of the Past", Carlos Trujillo del Campo, writer and ruler of Valencia Rosamonte cafe, tells us about the person who has exercised the strongest influence on his literary career, it ended by annihilating his desire to write.
All my life I tried to participate, and I tried it with total debauchery "in every class action that I submitted, from collective Alujarra, the group of Tenerife, the group of Quintanilla de the Vines and that of Fuerteventura. None accepted me, claiming them I was too temperamental. At one point, the pressure of belonging gave way to a deep hatred for any group, and no matter if his knees begging me to come to the La Coruña Colective Group, or pseudo revolutionaries Ojén Collective.
I decided to start to try their luck on my side, but fortune had never sought to ingratiate me. I wrote a long letter, and perhaps a little pretentious I admit, the Vicomte de Alvarado asking you to give away some of their assets to finance a project with me that I found very challenging. The idea was to produce a tautology with certain syllogisms, which can lead to a fatal accident in the exact sciences (for causing irreparable failed), but in literary terms emulate the graceful art of confusing Lewis Carroll.
El vizconde, ni tonto ni perezoso, aceptó el proyecto con una sola condición (que me pesaría hasta el alma): todo el poema (no sé si llamarlo poema, originalmente quería imitar la estructura narrativa del Quijote , de Cervantes), debería estar consagrado a su madre, que en paz descanse, doña Ernesta Hermelinda Ostiones de Alvarado, baronesa de Trujillo. Lo comencé con mucho esfuerzo, lo acepto, pero luego empezó a fluir la inspiración:
Siendo que A + B es igual a C, entonces todas las A de Ernesta son necesariamente una porción de las C, un sumario que se sume por sí mismo en los ends of the strict line. Z + X equals C squared, what a beautiful gesture, Mrs. Ernesta, because being that C squared is twice the result of A + B, then Z + X each represent the square of A + B, in a world in which there are only four even numbers and one unparalleled beauty, that of Your Highness.
The Vicomte de Alvarado was satisfied with the rhyme and the syllogism (that were not exactly such), but not the tautology it to my surprise he discovered that there were none. I called then rewrite the poem, which I did with much effort, because this time the muse refused to come:
Being A + B equals C, then A Ernesta all are necessary and necessarily a portion of the C, a sink that adds itself to sink into the extremes of right straight. Z + X equals C squared, what a beautiful gesture, Mrs. Ernesta, because being that C squared is twice the result of A + B, then Z + X each represent the square of A + B, in a world in which there are only four pairs and single numbers unparalleled beauty, that of Your Highness.
Anyway, Viscount was dissatisfied and decided to seek the help of his head master carpenter, a young man not very good with arithmetic and geometry, but presumably known to possess an exquisite literary talent, which offended me in the depths of my being, why lie. Erasmus came on stage and Roland. Erasmus had written in his laborious days hundreds of elegies, of which highlighted The apathy eulogy, which follows the famous quote " All I give a damn" . Erasmo
decided to make a tautology with syllogisms Artistóteles style, availing ourselves of logical and linguistic constructions not mathematical formulas. The thing is reduced to the following:
If all Hermelinda are a nice beauty, and Baroness it is called, then expresses a wonderful beauty baroness, both called Hermelinda, as sublime nature.
flatly turned down the poem by Erasmus, hated it immediately by its simplicity and low risk. I then proposed a series of changes that brought the poem to another level, avoiding any resemblance to the three previous versions:
Anchorites and bicycles are not directly related, but the goal has always been Mrs. Hermelinda be in the desert desert biking. If some riders are hermits, and some Hermelinda love cycling, then some Hermelinda are cyclists and hermits. Ergo, Mrs. Alvarado Hermelinda Oysters are forced to be one of the two groups.
Viscount was not satisfied with the poem (it only contained a tautology) and lost the patience to learn that Erasmus was not involved in literary production. Threatening to take away all subsidies, I drove him to work collectively with the carpenter, which censured in myself but I ended up accepting, plunged into the deepest of depressions.
work for months, day and night, in the humble neighborhood workshop Tordecillas, smelling of wood, dyes and other aromas detached from the sacrificial work of a carpenter. Erasmo hatred began to yield transformed into genuine admiration. Erasmus, a young chubby, very good appetite and little money to keep them sharp, sublime dishes prepared potato, rice and lentils. Together we ate while imagining a better world in which art was more appreciated and pleonasms were not accidental. Finally towards the coming of spring solstice, as if the gods had conspired to give us the best weather at the time of birth our work, we present the final version of the poem, uniting certain phrases that we achieved in the earlier poems with new interventions made group:
Hermelinda cute hermit, and cyclist beauty rises above the rooftops and sing.
All the birds sing on the tiles. Some birds are beautiful and other beautiful bluish-greenish. Hermelinda is beautiful and sings on the roof, undoubtedly is the most verdant green bird with greenish on the planet.
Viscount heard every word with respect and in strict silence. After the reading, decided to call us idiots and proceeded to say goodbye to his house, which had sheltered us only rarely. Erasmus was dazed, had achieved its first failure literary, just as his name had reached the pinnacle of recognition among neighbors and Torremayor Tordecillas, Vicomte de Alvarado district.
distressed, upset and resentful, Erasmus felt over the weight of failure and decided to poison her rosy little body of boy carpentry, forever sullying the good name of his family.
The loss affected me deeply, had died the only man with whom he worked like a collective, had killed the brother of wood and hard work, a brother who was just getting to know, my good friend had died, Erasmus. It was then I realized to be channeling my talents, which should honor him by means of a simple poem, traditional rhyme. It was there when I wrote:
The precept of the Lord is the finiteness of time,
Mr. advocate for slaughter the innocent and the wrongs
But what Mr.'re talking about?
In this prison of my mind
Today I ask you to take me beyond
Beyond where one who stole my joys and tears One young
Erasmo Roldán Algeciras.
never more abuse of the pen, gave up any speculation logic and I started running a little cafe across the street from Rosamonte that I inherited my late mother when I still insisted on perpetuating my lyrical talents. My existence has only been validated by the presence of a man and his absence has been deleted forever.
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Carlos Trujillo (pictured), Valladolid, 1939, is author of the unpublished poems The other face Saturnino Rojas (Madrid, 1955), Satan Stake (Sevilla, 1956) and the unfinished pleonasms syllogistic Oysters on the Baroness de Alvarado Ernesta.
