viernes, 20 de julio de 2018

Bienvenida



There ought to be something else. He just could not stop thinking about that. Fair enough, thinking was the only thing he could do at all.
For there was no flavor in doing what had already been done. Or would be done, eventually.

Hace quizá ya demasiado tiempo que vengo pensando este espacio. Tanto, que la gran mayoría de su contenido previsto, aún sin salir nunca de mi cabeza, está caduco. Creo que había nacido original, fue copiado sin antes ser, se puso de moda y se desvaneció, sin haber visto la luz.

Reality had become something fluid after itself happened. Or didn't happen. Would happen. Or not.
One funny thing about being an almighty eternal entity was that what was meant to be started and ended inside itself. So it had to become nothing. Your only true limitation might be yourself, but as you happen to be the one thing that has ever been, you become just too powerful. And so are your limits.
Having been, being and going to be the only thing that encompassed it all, nothing else was around but void. And for his sake, he abhorred the vacuum.

Entonces aquí vamos de vuelta. He sabido escribir cosas horribles en dos idiomas, muchas. Y de vez en cuando pasajes rescatables. Hay frases, algunas me parecen buenas, que quedaron reverberando en mi cabeza desde siempre, desde esos intentos de escritos. Quizá sean robadas. Las buenas.
Un poco por eso voy a intentar otro blog. A mí me sirve escribirlo y con eso me basta para empezarlo. Después de todo, la terapia es hablarse a uno mismo.

Then of course, the chance of thinking the unthinkable arose. Everything that would ever be was already, but the only reason for it to be like that was its own being. The occasion stood there, nowhere, to create a lack of room for another existence to get to rebel. And exist.

Mi intención es crear un espacio completamente anárquico surgido de la ausencia total de disciplina al escribir. Aunque con un poquito de auto exigencia estilística. A ver si todavía surge algo novedoso.

In the beginning there was Everything and Nothing.

So he saw there was no more
Than darkness and he thought
It wasn't right at all.

Beyond the silent landscape
He heard the lack of noise
Then made the sound have weight.

And to mean something it came.

The words he never learnt
Forgotten never were
Flew rushing to himself.

Let there be, he said.
Something different.

Va a tener muchísimo más sentido si te provoca algo a vos. Responder. Apreciar. Sonreír. Putearme, vamos, que es gratis. Un poco tiene intención de sobresalir del ruido imperante. Y llevar a que aparezca algo en la interacción que a priori no es mejor ni peor.

Es simplemente algo distinto.

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