del ojo para adentro
And the inner world, the cooked, the other side of the epidermis, which is intimate and common and the processes of prioritizing and conferring value to things occur. And the game happens, personal and collective between what is and what could be. The real and the possible. What it is and what it could be. Times of changes. Nothing evolves without necessity. The cell in the puddle, drought. We are presented with diminished reality, urgent, sclerotic, rigid.
Overcoming, as always, after a period of extraordinary abundance, excess. But of applied intelligence. Of development of new solutions. From tools to new realities. Research, communication, health, calculation, energy solutions, productive processes, new perception of the neighbor, closer and closer. Tools such as wings or hooves, or lungs or eyes. In the eye for in greeting to Brossa, to Flanagan, Marco Aurelio, Lao Tse, Jesus. To the elephant of Barceló, to Miró, to Moebius and to all those that do not occur to me now and that in my memory help me to ventilate the rooms of my eye inside. I greet my Chinese, Amazonian, German, Yucatecan, Protestant, black neighbors, and also the lame. Military, buffoons, farmers, poets, officials of the table, politicians in their pajamas and pajamas, programmers and unknown facebook and children.
See you later.