My favorite festivity

My Favorite festivity is freedom's festivity, festivity of  immanence, abandonment, love and rebirth... ¡My birthday!. My audience will have to forgive my individualism , but must trust that I have philosophical reasons for this (Max Stirner liked this) .

This celebration is celebrated on march 14 every year in my home and if I'm not in it, where my presence is accompanied by a friend. Although I must say that the main interest in its celebration is my mother.

The origin of this festival is due to the birth of a child , joy and promise of salvation for some people.

I do different activities during the festival, but it are typical family breakfast and delicious food, family luch and delicious food, and dinner family and delicious food. Of course offerings to me never missing, people update the promise of salvation through these rituals .

Finally, I have to say just because I like... and tell you this : When it is May 14 , I  being for death (Heidegger liked this) , I am forced to turn attention to the birth. It is a call to rebirth. Born from the ashes. ¡Rise!

The Plot

I’m not sure if this is my favorite photograph but, it's the unique what I remember that I like specially. I don't now who took it, apparently the camera.

With you, ladies and gentlemen, up Jacques Lacan, Cecile Eluard, Pierre Reverdy, Louis Leiris, Pablo Picasso, Zanie Campan, Valentine Hugo, Simone de Beauvoir, Brassaï, and down Jean-Paul Sartre, Albert Camus, Michel Leiris, Jean Abier. 

This picture is epic, so vitalist how brotherly. It's a reunion for read "El deseo atrapado por la cola" by Picasso. The picture is from nineteen fourthyfor in Rue des Grands-Augustins of Parìs. I like this photo because in that time Paris was in possession by Germany -I remember that, if not, forget it, the next comment will be a fiction-, and in that context, this reunion of intellectual's man is a really plot or insurgent act by the most sublime humanity and full of brotherly, except Albert Camus and Jean Paul Sartre, but this is other story...