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The Guaiqueríes, belong to the indigenous groups not scientifically classified. According to some specialists, the guaiqueríes are of Warao origin.
Alexander von Humboldt writes in his Travels to the Equatorial Regions: "The same guaiqueríes say that their language and that of the Waraos are related." Others consider them Arawaks and others, Caribs, of the Cumanagotos group. According to said scholars, these human groups extended primarily from the Orinoco basin to the northwest of what is now Venezuela.
At the arrival of the first European explorers, the guantilrí in its greatest concentration was in the islands of Paraguachoa (now Margarita), according to Luis B. Mata García, in his book Toponimia de Pueblos Neoespartanos, he says: "Paraguachoa, a term that for some researchers it means 'fish in abundance' and for other 'people of the sea' ", Cua Hua (today Cubagua) and Cochen (today Coche), which make up the Nueva Esparta State, as well as in the north of Sucre State , in what is known as Araya.
About Juliediela Hermoso Correa
I currently identify with this Canticle:
"Come over here," some with sweet eyes tell me,
and they extend their arms to me, sure
that it would be good for me to hear them
when they say "Come here!"
I look at them with exhausted eyes
(there are, in my eyes, ironies and fatigue)
and I cross my arms
and I never go there ...
My glory is this:
Create dehumanity!
Do not accompany anyone.
-I live with the same indifference
with which I tore my mother's belly.
No, I'm not going around! I'm just going where
They take my own steps ...
If what I want to know, none of you answers me,
Why do they repeat "Come over here"?
I prefer to slip through muddy alleyways,
remove the winds
like rags, drag your bloody feet,
to go out there ...
If I came to the world, it was
to deflower virgin forests
and draw my own feet in the unexplored sand!
The rest I do is worth nothing.
How, then, will you be
those who give me impulses, tools and courage
to tear down my obstacles? ...
In his veins runs the ancient blood of the grandparents
and love the easy things!
I love the Mirage and the Distant,
I love the abysses, the torrents, the deserts ...
Platform! You have streets,
they have gardens, they have pots,
they have homelands, they have roofs,
and they have rules and treaties and sages and philosophers.
I have my Madness!
I pick her up, like a torch, let her burn in the dark night,
and I feel blood and foam and chants on the lips ...
God and the Devil are the ones who guide me, nobody else.
Everyone had a father, everyone had a mother,
but I, that I do not start or conclude,
I was born of the love between God and the Devil.
Oh, may no one give me pious intentions!
Nobody ask me for definitions!
Nobody tell me "Come here!"
My life is a gale that broke loose.
It is a wave that has risen.
And one more atom that is animated ...
I do not know where I'm going,
I do not know where I'm going,
- I know I do not go there!
José Regio