the other side of the bed

- "¿Y tú? ¿Qué pones al otro lado de la cama?"

- "Voy acumulando los libros que estoy leyendo y los que quiero leer. A veces también el ordenador, libretas y algún boli. Es casi reconfortante cuando en medio de la noche te giras, o estiras un brazo, y encuentras algún obstáculo. Lo que sea.
Es hasta conmovedor."

Ya no puedo ni gritar

Desarrollando inmunidad.

Mi corazón se cansa de los golpes.
No es que cada vez duelan más, pero cada vez se recupera peor. Como un señor mayor al que cada vez le cuesta más levantarse.

Do you think we can burn without screaming?

Yesterday I went to experience the physical-theater show "Most truths are so naked" from Mute Comp.

The first thing I thought it was: wow.

The second thing I thought it was: Why in the 90% of the plays/shows we abuse of the drama and the tragic side of life? Maybe they are only the shows I choose, actually.

Walking under the sun... it is fucking cold out here, even it is sunny.

And the third thing I thought was: wow, this is really an amazing experience. I don´t really care about the topics in general. For me it only matters what I see, what I understand and what I feel. I do think when you share a creation of yourself you are making a present for your audience and the meaning of it is now the meaning you decided for it, is the one each person is going to give it. And that´s actually the amazing magic of creation.

The show made me think about a very deep relation of ourselves with our body. To feel that it is a huge tool of communication with ourselves, with others and the universe. A very powerful tool. There were some movements, muscles that I could have ever imagined before a human body can be. Some of the movements reminded me to animal's physiognomy. It was not new for me to have the feeling -again- of how disconnected are we, in general- from our bodies in our everyday-life. I am talking about myself, at least, right now.

Here it comes Paul Valéry: "Ce qu'il y a de plus profond en l'homme, c'est la peau"