Peace (My Ideology)

Imperceptibly, under the guise of a "fight for peace," something convenient emerged for the masses to conceal a narcotic. One day, fed up with this deception, I decided to write a song that reflected it.


That was in 2013. Back then, I had a song containing a very "sexual" and harsh critique, typical of the extremely superficial hard rock characteristic of an era. Written when I was 18—well before 2013—I could no longer resonate with those lyrics. Therefore, I decided to transform it into a deeper social critique. Thus was born "Paz (Mi Ideología)" [Peace (My Ideology)], dissected here.


For this purpose, I draw from my 2013 notebook entries. They reveal my full intentions and perspective at the time. Although some of these observations have shifted today, I do not wish to taint the viewpoint that shaped this work. Back then, I was the craftsman; today, I am merely a distant spectator, or perhaps a critic.

Lyrics


You pretend to be someone seeking an alternative
Holding placards high, looking for followers
Loudly singing the same melody:
"My freedom is her (cannabis), so legalize it"


But your fight brings me deep pity
The world faces true crises
You fight for a piece of grass
While Pachamama (Mother Earth) is covered in filth


You can chant mantras
Pray to your god
In Lak'ech, Vātsyāyana
Nam Myōhō Renge Kyō


Drop your weapons
You won't be using them
We are the people
Singing for peace


You shout "Against violence to animals!"
Your group preaches "We are all equal"
Yet savage acts betray that morality
Savoring torn flesh between two slices of bread


I don't need your tithes
I just want peace
I don't need your promises
I just want peace


I don't need your praise
I just want peace
Why won't you listen to my words?
I just want peace


Blocking streets is a absurd joke
If you have time for that, walk to the Casa Rosada
Fighting against the people achieves nothing
You place peace and violence on the same table


I don't need your speeches
I just want peace
I don't need your votes
I just want peace


I don't need your gold
I just want peace
Why won't you listen to my words?
I just want peace


You believe in mythical gods
You believe in politicians who steal your food
Yet you fail to understand my simple philosophy
Singing for peace, that is my ideology


Singing for peace, that is my ideology
Singing for peace, that is my ideology…

Journal Entries — 2013


Here, a song that once rejected society transforms into a song for societal peace. Truly ironic. Everyone liked the demo, but my coworker Samantha surprised me with her feedback. She articulated something I hadn't consciously interpreted, yet was likely true: she noted that the song, using remarkably satirical and sweet words, confronts human hypocrisy. She genuinely liked it, though I hadn't viewed it through that lens originally.

Paz (Mi Ideología) Image 1

You pretend to be someone seeking an alternative
Holding placards high, looking for followers
Loudly singing the same melody:
"My freedom is her (cannabis), so legalize it"


This came to mind after those annual marches where thousands gather from various regions demanding legalization. Claiming to march for rights, peace, or against insecurity, hunger, and unemployment, less than three-quarters of those present are genuinely conscious of the true cause... Ironic, isn't it?


But your fight brings me deep pity
The world faces true crises
You fight for a piece of grass
While Pachamama (Mother Earth) is covered in filth


The only shift from what I just stated involves Pachamama. At that time, while watching various documentaries, I stumbled upon footage showing indigenous land seized for construction projects. Families stood anxiously before cranes, gazing at the sun as eviction loomed, shouting "Long live Pachamama!"


You can chant mantras
Pray to your god
In Lak'ech, Vātsyāyana
Nam Myōhō Renge Kyō


This emphasizes that whatever you believe in is your choice; it doesn't make you inherently special. That is why Vātsyāyana, author of the Kama Sutra, is cited with subtle irony. Human nature, goodwill, and humble actions exist independently of religious labels. There are Christian rapists, atheist murderers, and philanthropic misanthropes. Reciting an Ave Maria does not automatically make someone love the world. Ultimately, most choose religion to escape punishment from its deities or out of a need to believe in something. Having someone guide your faith and dictate your path is vastly easier than thinking independently, discovering wisdom, and forging your own way.


Drop your weapons
You won't be using them
We are the people
Singing for peace


Regardless of the context, what this song proposes is a return to societal harmony and the pursuit of peace. Nothing more.

Paz (Mi Ideología) Image 2

You shout "Against violence to animals!"
Your group preaches "We are all equal"
Yet savage acts betray that morality
Savoring torn flesh between two slices of bread


This section uses vegetarianism to expose human double standards, though countless other examples exist within societal constructs.


I don't need your tithes / I just want peace
I don't need your promises / I just want peace
I don't need your praise / I just want peace
Why won't you listen to my words? / I just want peace


All that is asked for is peace. The song's main point is reinforced in the chorus, inspired by "Give Peace a Chance." After a conversation with my friend Magalí—a loyal follower of my music—about consecutive protests she attended, the idea struck me that there was no universal protest hymn. Thus, the noun requested in each line can be altered depending on the cause, rendering the song a versatile tool for demonstrations.


Blocking streets is an absurd joke
If you have time for that, walk to the Casa Rosada
Fighting against the people achieves nothing
You place peace and violence on the same table


Blocking streets and avenues during protests has become commonplace, damaging property and harming everyday people. It is an unnecessary form of oppression, as police forces lack legislative power to change policy. This track posits that love breeds love, and peace breeds peace. Violence naturally begets more violence. Worst of all, governments possess far greater capacity for violence—not just domestic governments, but international systems, which will never be defeated through violence. For decades, their primary business model has relied on inciting violence, acquiring arms, and training armies to enrich themselves.


I don't need your speeches... / I don't need your votes...
I don't need your gold... / Why won't you listen to my words?


Peace is demanded persistently. You cannot wage war for peace. While one might try to incite violence to destroy peace, if the response remains peaceful, sustained violence becomes impossible because there is no threat to destroy. That is why governments sometimes send infiltrators during protests to manufacture violence, providing a pretext to disperse crowds forcefully. As stated, this song simply demands peace.


You believe in mythical gods
You believe in politicians who steal your food
Yet you fail to understand my simple philosophy
Singing for peace, that is my ideology


You believe in so many things and fight for so many causes, yet you treat peace as a utopian, incomprehensible concept or an immature, impractical idea. They have conditioned you to believe that, allowing them to dictate how you are educated and where you are led. This will be further analyzed in the next track, "Asma Mental."


Singing for peace, that is my ideology
Singing for peace, that is my ideology


In summary: protecting peace. Are there any doubts?


Ultimately, the underlying message echoes: "Despite telling you time and time again—peace, peace, peace—you do not understand me. No one understands me." That reality is plainly expressed here. For advocating something so simple and natural, I am treated as a madman. Without human interference, there would be no war or greed; peace existed at the beginning. Losing it is an artificial state, making a return to nature far more logical. Yet the system is designed to prevent that, framing it as impossible, unfeasible, and unprofitable. And so, you become a man pursuing peace while swimming against the current.