Influenced by the verse, I don't obey because I'm wet from the song “Banho” by Elza Soares, I articulate a possible representation of the political geography of a non-submissive body through gestures and sounds.
Faced with “an absurd life as laws make for us”*, political orders with a dramatic impact on existence of difference and multiplicity in which so many bodies and voices can hardly exist, creates urgency to claim a place of resistance to transform possible weaknesses in arrows and power. The body turns into a political weapon, the last stronghold of any experience, for if it is in it that one can truly review the consequences of a system it is through it that one can reverse processes and realities: in the form of a scream. Affirming individuality in deep reconciliation with its identity and sexuality: from genitalia to head, from head to cosmos, from the cosmos to the ground. A possible prayer in a straight line to stand upright.
* from the book Travels in My Homeland, by Almeida Garrett, 1846