The Loop / El ciclo
Cuantas veces he tenido el mismo despertar?
La misma cama, que refleja un sentir vivido por una version anterior de mi mismo, cuyo desenlace fue escogido desde antes de su concepción; El mismo aire acondicionado que parafrasea el sentir de un clima diferente al que vivo, un clima que la piel desea y que por su naturaleza emocional la mente aborrece; Las mismas luces diminutas, producto de un viaje de miles de años luz, escogidas y seleccionadas cuidadosamente y con exquisitez, para una jornada interminable que marcaría el nacimiento de -el ciclo-
How many times have I had the same awakening?
The same bed, reflecting a feeling once lived by a previous version of myself, whose outcome was chosen before its conception; the same air conditioning paraphrasing the feeling of a climate different from the one I live in, a climate the skin longs for and that, by its emotional nature, the mind rejects; the same tiny lights, product of a journey of thousands of light-years, carefully and exquisitely selected, for an endless journey that would mark the birth of -the loop-.
La vida, siendo como el baile, me hizo entender por medio de este despertar que es más una fotocopia de una fotocopia, entender como en nuestras mentes nos aislamos de todo ser que ante nuestros ojos, termina tambien siendo una copia de otra copia, entender que vivimos en un universo donde nada tiene color, todo es blanco y negro, aburrido, sobrio, lleno de protocolos y prejuicios dados con el fin de encajar en un sistema que solo intenta cubrir necesidades que no son necesarias, necesidades del ente conocido popularmente por las masas como -Ego-
Life, being like dance, made me understand through this awakening that it is more like a photocopy of a photocopy, to understand how in our minds we isolate ourselves from every being who, in our eyes, also ends up being a copy of another copy; to understand that we live in a universe where nothing has color, everything is black and white, dull, sober, full of protocols and prejudices designed to fit into a system that only tries to cover needs that are not necessary, needs of the entity popularly known by the masses as -Ego-.
La primera clase de baile dentro del ciclo me mostró, que realmente nos acomodamos a pensar que sabemos bailar bien, ya que nos movemos dentro de un contexto repetitivo y predecible, lleno de "vueltas" que no son realmente vueltas, sino patrones de comportamiento aprendidos y adaptados, resolutivos de las mas banales necesidades de impresionar y dejar huella, que en la proxima ola ya se borró sin siquiera dejar plasmado el recuerdo de como "fue" dicha huella
La primera clase del ciclo me mostró que no sabemos bailar.
The first dance class within the cycle showed me that we really settle into thinking we know how to dance well, since we move within a repetitive and predictable context, full of “turns” that are not truly turns, but learned and adapted behavior patterns, solving the most trivial needs to impress and leave a mark, which the next wave erases without even leaving behind the memory of how that “mark” once was.
The first class of the cycle showed me that we do not know how to dance.
Cuantas veces lo he vivido, cuantas veces llevo despertando en el mismo día? hace cuanto perdí la cuenta de ello? pero lo mas importante de todo: cuantas pistas y mensajes subliminales de la vida he ignorado por pretender que ya "se bailar"?
Es exclusiva y unicamente nuestra responsabilidad entender, que cada vez que vuelve el mismo dia y volvemos a despertar sabiendo exactamente cada movimiento y cada acontecimiento, aceptamos el ciclo, cuando deberiamos (al menos en teoria) entenderlo como -El circulo vicioso-, ya que el antonimo de la virtud es el vicio y para poder ser virtuosos, no podemos tolerar vivir el mismo día dos veces.
La aceptación de esta responsabilidad trae consecuencias.
How many times have I lived it, how many times have I been waking up in the same day? How long ago did I lose count of it? But most importantly: how many clues and subliminal messages from life have I ignored by pretending that I already “know how to dance”?
It is exclusively and solely our responsibility to understand that every time the same day returns and we wake up knowing exactly every movement and every event, we accept the cycle, when we should (at least in theory) understand it as -the vicious circle-, since the antonym of virtue is vice and to be virtuous we cannot tolerate living the same day twice.
The acceptance of this responsibility brings consequences.
Vaso medio vacío:
- Viejas compañías de vida desaparecen cuando perciben que entendemos el ciclo. NPC's?, tal vez
- No hay manera de predecir los eventos a ocurrir, perder el control?
- Por fin nos liberamos de esos seres que no aportan nada. NPC's? Ojalá!
- No hay manera de predecir los eventos a ocurrir, de eso se trata vivir
Glass half empty:
- Old life companions disappear when they perceive that we understand the cycle. NPCs? Maybe (Non Playable Characters).
- There is no way to predict the events to come, losing control?
Glass half full:
- At last we free ourselves from those beings who contribute nothing. NPCs? Hopefully!
- There is no way to predict the events to come, that is what living is about.
Understand your moment, understand that there is no chance to predict every detail of every variable, to have control over all the variables, to allow the Ego presented by this simulation in which we temporarily reside to grow to the point of wanting to become a control machine, and as it is below so it is above, perpetuate the control machine in which we live.
BREAK THE SIMULATION!
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