The agitated quantities with which the market disguises itself

 boredom that, revealing itself to be superior, immediately grants the shadow of Paraná that hangs over the southwest an annihilating intention to end the damned medusant matter of the agitation that desire causes in its own bonds when deluding itself with the action of multiplying itself in objects and numbers, until all that remains of the audacious is the sufferable tète-a-tète with all the predictable stone obstacles to its ego overloaded with toxic waste, returning for free all the real effort of its slaughtered body to the entourage of chance and to the suicidal automatism of its random and fruitless repetition. And the poem, in fact, contains the rudiments of a subjective path that will allow us to reaffirm some new, self-generated contour, safe from the worn-out notions of the world, of America and of Brazil symbolically determined from above, based on a widespread signifier already directly operated by credit rating agencies (let us discuss for a minute any degree of their hilarious “ratings” and we will soon realize that the conversation has no concern for us, that there is no conversation at all), from the robotic demands of their symbolic chain and from the insatiable persistence of their real arrangements, limited to the order of prefabricated numbers and the agitated quantities with which the market disguises itself as an object to better deceive and maneuver the States, the peoples and the speaking field of the market itself, the media.