Cannibalize Yourself Forever!


Between 2002 and 2005 I managed to bring together a group of students from various schools of the Central University of Venezuela in a rather heterogeneous group, but with the common interest of writing literature. The first years we had no visible name or voice, but it was in 2005 that we really made university hear about ourselves, we found we could register the group as a group of university extension, which we did. With this request we could request the use of the auditoriums and halls of the Faculty of Humanities, pay for a few hours. We did some presentations on these places, also in the open areas of the University, in the classrooms we made our literary meetings and on the Internet we found a way to communicate and disseminate our writings. 2005 was our golden age, but  at the end of that year, the group disappears and today in 2009 the site where the magazine  was will be closed as Yahoo Geocities service changes and becomes a paid service, so I post t his invaluable material on my blog to rest and inspire. Let this be a reminder of something we accomplished and to be as well a tribute to the  Canibalización Aleatoria (Random Cannibalization Group) and all the poets who were part of it. Sometimes I feel nostalgia for the time we spent together, all that we did and also the material produced, its quality fills me with pride, although I would like the group to continue to exist, but I know time and distance are factors difficult to overcome. Without further ado I present the 5 numbers of the Venezuelan Experimental Literary Magazine Canibalízate. Enjoy them. (Only in Spanish, sorry).

No. 1

No. 2

No. 3

No. 4

No. 5


judamasmas reads poems at Oslo University College

I read these poems of mine -in english- on October 7th 2008 at the Oslo University College in a Literary Evening.

This video has spanish subtitles and its Youtube webpage has the english texts.

I first read the poem Prelude by the Venezuelan poet José Antonio Ramos

Sucre and after that I read some of mine.


Part 1 (Youtube Site)

Part 2 (Youtube Site)

Some on literature

Perhaps I claim it for being the first of the arts in which I entered, perhaps I say it because it really is the truth, who knows? I believe that the supreme artistic expression part from words, when naming an object we create it and we make it ours. In painting the word exists, beyond the title of a work, the message although elusive it is of a tacit, invisible form, like the rest of the arts, the work waits his spectator to arrive, to complete itself and to be simultaneously equal and nevertheless different, when it deconstructs itself in the gallery and returns to be constructed in the mind and the unconscious of the spectator. In music, the word is that accumulation of emotions evoked by seductive notes entering our ears and being codified by our brain. Many musical sorts use poetry to indicate a message in a more explicit form. Literature… what could say of it that it has been said? Let us look for a way to express ourselves, a way impulsive, creative, full of emotion and at the same time without it, a Literature without rules or critic. If the word manages to move some feeling, or impel an action, it has already fulfilled its assignment.

Poetry book: “The partiality of time” (Incomplete!)