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The Word That Most Perfectly Describes The City Of Cuzco Is Evocative. Intangible Dust Of Another Era Settles On Its Streets, Rising Like The Disturbed Sediment Of A Muddy Lake When You Touch Its Bottom.

One Must Have A Large Dose Of Humanity, A Large Dose Of A Sense Of Justice And Truth In Order To Avoid Dogmatic Extremes, Cold Scholasticism, Or An Isolation From The Masses. We Must Strive Every Day So That This Love Of Living Humanity Is Transformed Into Actual Deeds, Into Acts That Serve As Examples, As A Moving Force.

There Is One Government With Which We Keep Diplomatic Relations, The Government Of Mexico, With Which We Have Good Relations. Our Systems Are Different. We Respect Their System.

The Merit Of Marx Is That He Suddenly Produces A Qualitative Change In The History Of Social Thought. He Interprets History, Understands Its Dynamic, Predicts The Future, But In Addition To Predicting It (which Would Satisfy His Scientific Obligation), He Expresses A Revolutionary Concept: The World Must Not Only Be Interpreted, It Must Be Transformed. Man Ceases To Be The Slave And Tool Of His Environment And Converts Himself Into The Architect Of His Own Destiny.

Guerrilla Warfare Is Used By The Side Which Is Supported By A Majority But Which Possesses A Much Smaller Number Of Arms For Use In Defense Against Oppression.