Today was a sad day. It started good, actually more than good, It was an amazing morning! I was honored with the company of a beautiful family, baby boy included with the purest and most wonderful and beautiful smile ever! I even had the honor to hold the 11 months old baby boy in my arms and go shopping with him in my arms -we two alone- acting as if I was a single parent. It was great. It was amazing, it was wow, but. Now the damn BUT comes in. As soon as this wonderful family with whom I spent my morning with left home, a cruel and sad story started happening all around. That´s the but. My mood changed dramatically. I suddenly felt more than sad, I went down, I felt deeply depressed. It all happened because I gotten engaged with Facebook and -of course- with all -most- of the comments and pics you guys have posted. Today the comments and pics posted by my mexican fellas were sad, cruel and about an unfair incomprehensible situation. Today -specially- because of Mexico´s situation at the Zocalo. I saw and read lots of posts about repression and injustice and ... my heart was bleeding, full of pain. Yesterday I was at the Zocalo, I saw and talk to that people manifesting at the Zocalo in Mexico City. Same people who today were kick out of Zocalo with military force. I saw the pictures showing police men at the Zocalo. I saw their tents burning. I saw pictures showing how that humble people claimimg for justice -same people I talk to yesterday- they were being beaten and hurt by brutal police force. I felt like if they were hurting, beating and harming my family, my people, my blood. I felt like Milla Jovovich character in the 5th Element movie, you know, that scene where she is watching the man´s history in the computer´screen. She´s watching historycal images, and she´s crying over our history, and our cruelty... I bet my emotional system crashed. Yes, my system crashed down. I crashed. I d-i-d c-r-a-s-h d-o-w-n. I immediately turned my emergency system on. Prayers. Music. Drinks. Happy faces. Beauty. Cigarrete. I did whatever it takes to bring myself up, and be happy and hilarious and compassionate and understanding ... I was doing my task. The first miracle happened when Mary-Kate Mitchell posted her photo on her bike. That post did cheer me up. Well, a little bit. But the real magic happened when I read and saw the post pósted by the genious of great visual artist Ulises Gonzalez Gutierrez - Yes, I do admire his work, he does not know, please don´t tell him- ... This is a 11 minute video. Hmm... It might be just a coincidence, but that number 11 matches Paulo Coelho 11 minutes orgasm explanation ... It is the most wonderful performance I´ve seen in 11 minutes. It brought me back to life. It made me forget all sadness. It made connect back to my most beautiful feelings. It made me return to love. This video-performance has washed my sadness away. Unconditional Love exists. Compassion is active. I am not alone. Please watch this video and enjoy life. LIFE IS GOOD -NO matter what-. I am happy now.
Posted on: Sat, 14 Sep 2013 03:38:53 +0000
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