2026
Every year, when these dates come around, I remember a conversation at school, Juan Manuel was the teacher, from Costur and with a tragic ending and we would be 8 or 10 years old at most: . –How do you imagine your life will be in the year 2000? – I remember the vertigo, the sensation of falling into the void with no remedy, the fatal attraction of the black hole, the fall into the unknown and when it seemed inevitable: the branch to hold on to, a smell that was home, - an aroma that over the years I have identified as laurel -, came from the school cafeteria, maybe it escaped from the lentils, or some beef stew, I don't know, what I read now, I understand (or interpret) over the years and with the will to rewrite myself through memory is that that perfume of home managed to land me. Who knows if I hadn't sat by the laurel what I would have done that afternoon? Looking for Jules Verne and starting to speculate about futures, who knows if I would now know something about quantum physics or maybe Asimov would have sent me beyond Orion to distinguish humans from replicants. The aroma was an anchor and for me it was probably the best, if I am not able to understand all this more here, from “deeper” go see what I would have done in the “beyond”. Now the fear does not come from the unknown, it does not come from uncertainties but from what has been experienced and observed, we do not know everything, far from it but we know that if we let it happen, if we let ourselves be carried away, the world we are looking for is not where we will end up. At that moment it was the warmth of the pots that fixed me on that present and now it is the desires to continue transmitting them that give me the handles to hold on to, it will be the branch we will hang on to so as not to fall into the void. There is hope and a lot of it has to do with food, with the way it is obtained and how it is ultimately distributed.
Consciousness, time, patience and love: Good, clean and fair.
2026 we say, winter is already well underway and although we eat balls of lean meat and blood here we cannot forget Ukraine, the cold and above all, due to the magnitude, Gaza and Palestine in general.
Puddles, mud, wind…cold, loneliness, oblivion…shame.
We want a world to be proud of, let's not stop talking about injustices, in any area, because if we don't we will be dragged down and we will not find any branch to hold on to, no faith, no laurel leaf.
Happy 2026, so that it can be more worthy than 2025, cheers!
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