Good Morning to Everyone...(January 25th, 2013)

Good morning to everyone.
I think…that we suffer from a congenital shame for showing our virtues. Just being “intimate” with this nes of “unashamed friends”, you can perceive the effort for feeling empathy for the other´s virtues, specially to the artistic capacities. But then…I become startled because this empathy is also extensive to any form of foibles, and the heart is feeling exalted like that of D. Quixote´s before the beaten dogs, the poors in body and soul, the futurible medium-enviromental catastrophes, the abusing of children and adult ones, or simply because it has fallen hundred of liters per square meter in a little spot of our city.

We are living in a constant shuddering, agitated by the idea that the great stage is flooding of spectators that in a way or another are mirroring our reaction, and we are mirroring others…and it comes to me the image of myself being a little kid and how I was being reflected in that huge three doors wardrobe of my parent´s bedroom. "a miracle…I am…many of myselves!! Yes..I was many but always the same one and with the same clothing.

And with my desire of looking more and closer to my own, I got deeper into that mirror in order to come diving into my eyes. I was then surprised….“I am there..but dwarfed and almost eaten by that tenebrous pupil!!!” ¿how good that there exist something like the blinking reaction!! . How about that blinking acting a a sistematically deleting of our own perplexity…once and again?

Well…I have come out of conversation´s margin …or the monologue. I have found my un-ashamedness…once more. Got too the conclusion (with the possibility of not concluding this eternal monologue) that this sinister pupil is like entering into another world, where no one and the least myself, will feel ashamed of being, thinking, doing or living .I am not saying…“proud” that is calling up an inflation of the ego, bus simply..“at ease”.Behind that dark pupil called “soul” are reflected all that are looking into it and the ones that are not. It is not strange that we will find that we are living emotions that we consider are not “our”…but…? Is this exactly true?

Good Morning to Everyone...(January 25th, 2013)


Bilbao, Spain

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