Africa Mia – Part 1

For a moment, a sudden is wonder;… for a second, the absolute world of the ideas turns into something real, and without even wanting, things just happen.

And that´s what happened to me, to my great craziness or to my simply me;… once, when I was as traveling around this fascinating places, created inside my head, I found a gap;… a little space or hole where I could enter to another zone;… the zone of the possibilities, and where you clearly see the link between your dreams and the most tangible stuff;... so there was me, in the middle of this thing, trying to understand infinite meanings related to this doubt;…  so just like that, everything started to flow;… flow and flow, at the point, that whatever issue that occurred one day in my thoughts, was starting to make sense in every single way.

And Africa then, is how appeared in the scene of this phase;… after thinking so much in its sound, rhythm and more, I end up touching its soils, breathing its air and listening its language filled with music and with a particular dancing that is pronounced well, only by African people.

At first, I was received by an incredibly unknown shona (language) in this site where the planes use to arrive;… I was received not with the most pleasant welcome that one could expect, as they asked me as well, for my original TEP (Temporal Employee Permit), which I of course, didn´t have in any of my bags or suitcases;… so, speaking between them, the shona just did its first act in my brain;… sounds without any sense just came across making me feel confused and out of place;… so, while trying to deal with this fact, one of the guards took me outside;… he wanted to see the guy that was waiting for me and that was supposed to take me to the place where I was going to stay;… so with shona and shona the two of them interacted a little;… and really a little, because after very few sentences the person that was supposed to pick me up, just disappeared;…  so, immerse in this funny circumstance in which I was trying to be part;… I just laughed in my inside and welcomed myself to this new adventure that I was facing with no exception.

With the eyes of an stranger, a visitor or a foreigner, I was honestly observing many different manners, modes and views;… so, understanding this circumstances, I decided to open my mind;… start considering every single thing that I was seeing as perfect and being thankful for the happenings that were occurring in front of my bones or weird look.

And I tell you, be sure, with this kind of philosophy or mind set, everything started to run on me as the exciting movement a river follows;...  one thing after another started to be a wonderful event;… event, that even now, surprises me for how everything turned;… the people I have had the chance to meet;… the experiences I have had, the acceptances I have had to assimilate and understanding how in this world, are thousands and million ways, to live life and appreciate what happens to us;… how our backgrounds, education and values, influenced a lot, in becoming the person we are right now;… how our own perception of the Universe and what we think is our function in the globe, is crucial to see everything bright or dark;… how the strength of our souls, spirits and aspirations, is important to build the person we would like to be in a close or faraway destination;… and how all of this is important, but at the same time, it is not, if you don´t believe in yourself and you are not open to whatever happens in your outside world.

The living of ours, as long as we want it, could be a fabulous scenario or a heavy nightmare, without even mattering, where are we standing in this very moment.

     

 

 

Loco locura encendida de mí
Entre la desesperada sensación que me incita a desaparecer y mi inagotable energía que me habla todos los días, sin quererlo, es en donde he estado viviendo los últimos días;… en sensación constante de un vuelo interminable, el fervor de mi instinto lucha para no ceder;… entonces, ante mis peleas absurdas para seguir siendo ese temible guerrero, caigo sin poder evitarlo en un rincón de mi propio espacio. Hablo por consiguiente con mis tantos monstruos, esos que ciertamente me persiguen y hasta me dan vueltas para marear mi proceder. La vida así se me da y entre sábanas de nebulosa me presenta una alternativa para volar. Vuelo en mi yo egocéntrico y en medio de círculos y de siluetas ubico mi centro;… hablando en voz y en tono de una figura desconocida, me transmito a mi mismo eso a lo que muchos llaman confianza;… con cierta cordura y entendimiento puro, me traslado a mis costuras;… y así hasta que entre reflejos y cuerpos revueltos me veo a mi mismo en tantos reflejos;... con risas, llantos y normalidades únicas ubico mi rostro en los parámetros existenciales de un molde ya hecho;… estoy hecho y con facilidad para sostenerlo simplemente me concentro;… entra a mi el juego y en vida por tanto se vuelve mi matiz en el que yo solo me enredo para volverme un gran discapacitado del poder existente que se da constantemente.

The light that could be found in the dark side

The strange world that happens daily, make us feel, of many different ways, in only one second. It is incredible how everything can change just in a sudden; whenever we thought life was in our hands; then an unpredictable happening appears in us.

Why does this occur? Is there any specific reason for all this stuff that make us feel extremely susceptible for whatever action the globe does?

And then, the light after a century of darkness, shows up to demonstrate, that things took place , the way they actually did, because there are definitely, strong aims that we are not able to comprehend, that could benefit in a future, not only ourselves, but maybe even, an entire universe.

So, if things, from one moment to another, stop working in a way, you have been considering is the most appropriate one;… don´t worry too much;… be patient, thoughtful and keep being as perseverant as you have been being since always;… and then, you´ll see that life´s responses will come and indicate you where´s the new path that could take you through your biggest achievements of all.

Just keep in mind that light can always be found in the very dark side.

Nosotros y nuestras tantas Cagadas

Aquello que a todos nos sale por la abertura más oculta,
Saliendo de formas tales, que a veces se asemeja a una roca;... o bien, a una gota de lluvia.

La Cagada, aun sin importar como es que sea;…. Siempre, pero siempre cae;…. Cae como cohete o como bala en donde debe o donde simplemente nos gana; …aunque otras tantas ,solo se desliza por el hueco detrás de nuestras espaldas sin dejar evidencia alguna.

La Cagada, la mierda o lo que es hasta cierto punto es considerado como un vil deshecho; tiene su razón de ser en todo esto, pues aunque para muchos es lo más repugnante o inservible del mundo, es lo que nos hace liberarnos del MONSTRUO ese que nos atiborra con estreses tontos o más bien, innecesarios;… el MONSTRUO ese que nos conflictua en nuestro interior sin dejarnos ser, sin dejarnos estar en paz con nuestra propia tranquilidad.

Pero eso si, una vez cagada la cagada, lo hecho hecho esta;…. habrá daños, consecuencias y por supuesto hasta olor; pero gracias a esta cagada sea grande o sea chiquita, podemos empezar de nuevo viendo todo con una mejor claridad.

Las cagadas nos hacen, sin duda alguna mejorar…mejorar en todos los aspectos;…aunque de momento no lo vemos, sin embargo, a medida que pasa el tiempo, comprendemos lo mucho que nos ayudo cagar o cagarla a tiempo;…. y en un tiempo en el que pudimos aprender de ello para mejorar nuestros hábitos, si es que estos mismos se encontraban podridos en ciertos o demasiados puntos.

Así es que si cagan no se apuren…que todos cagamos y la cagamos de mil formas y de mil maneras todo el tiempo y todos los días;…el objeto, es sacarles provecho y que estas mismas nos sirvan para liberarnos y ……empezar de nuevo.

To Life

That life fills me with life during my lifetime, and takes me from everything while I´m living and breathing; that in every single instant of my way, my flight could accelerate to show off my own air.

Life, Life inside of me, inside of my own known person, inside of the world that takes me and inside the people that touches me daily;.life, life in the happy life, in the dark one and the cloudy other;.. life in the things that come to us, in the things that go away from us and in the things that stay in us.

Life, Life in me, Life in you and in all of us, the living beings of Life; .it is an art having you alive, so alive, oh great Life, because you are always so unstable, unpredictable and meaningful that you have become an important part of us during every second of our lives.

Germán Mingramm Yarza

A la vida

Que me llene de vida la vida en vida, que me tome de todo cuando vivo y respiro; que en cada instante de mi camino y de mi ciclo constante se me acelere el vuelo para figurar en mi aire.

Vida, vida en mí y en mi persona conocida, en el mundo que me toma y en la gente que me toca;.vida en la vida alegre, en la oscura y la nublada;.vida en lo que nos llega, en lo que nos va y en lo se nos queda.

Vida, vida en mi, en ti y en todos nosotros los vivos de la vida;. es un arte tenerte viva tan viva grandísima vida pues siempre tan cambiante, impredecible y significativa eres parte nuestra durante cada segundo de vida.

Germán Mingramm Yarza

Autoreflexion sobre nuestro ser en vida; en vida por vivir, vivida ya y viviendo ahora

De un modo u otro, se nos pasa el tiempo, haciendo de todo; o sencillamente, no haciendo nada;… nada, absolutamente nada. Pasa un minuto, pasan dos, luego varias horas; y así hasta que de pronto se nos vuelve una eternidad.
En un abrir y cerrar de ojos se nos va la vida;… toda, completita;…y a fin de cuentas, qué demonios hemos hecho de ella en nosotros mismos? …hemos trascendido, dejado huella o por lo menos dejado alguna evidencia?... hemos amado, llorado y reído más de un millón de veces por lo que sea?
Que hemos hecho de nosotros en esta circunstancia tan irreverente, la cual nos causa tanto pero tanto durante nuestro pasar a través de los días, meses y horas?... hemos sido lo que nosotros mismos deseamos ser; o simplemente, hemos seguido patrones sin lógica o sentido que han cegado nuestros instintos, para no ser, lo que sin duda alguna, fuimos destinados a ser?...qué demonios, pero demonios hemos hecho de nosotros y de nuestras vidas??