▪ Trying to Get Off

         

        

LOVE SYNAPSE

          

nothing worse than a brain afflicted by love when all signs become ambiguous and everything becomes possible and we start questioning every move like why did they come and talk to us (the interest must be mutual, the roller coaster goes up) but at the same time why are they not talking to us anymore (this must be unrequited love, the roller coaster goes down) or probably they are just shy or perhaps we should forget it all and move on or maybe we should be sensible and find the courage to speak out and risk it all at once although we know that they are most likely not interested (because how could they, how could anybody, the roller coaster goes underwater) and all those laughs are probably just the kind of laughs shared by ordinary friends because how can you tell them apart if no laugh sounds exactly the same but oh weren't those moments special and didn't those fiery eyes pierce inside us as if looking for a nice warm place where they could stay lit forever (the roller coaster goes round and round, it is out of control) and weren't they at times closer to us than they should have been like when their hands touched ours as if replicating and simplifying the complex process of love synapse that takes place between our brains and hearts or as if breaking down this metaphor for connection and communication on a concrete level during those brief contacts or as if saying hey look we can do better if we are together or is it just nonsense that takes over our minds and enjoys making us see all this bullshit because we know this is totally silly and we know we are reading beyond the lines and we know we shouldn't be doing this at all but we also know we can't help it because that's how it works because love has to be a crazy adventure because no love free from insanity is worth the love (the roller coaster cannot slow down, it cannot stop) so in a pointless attempt to get off the ride and knowing that we are already screwed up we still ask ourselves what the hell is going on and why on Earth can't our brains think straight when afflicted by love

          

(2015)

        

        

        

▪ When it Comes to Love

     

     

DEJARLO ARDER

Es interesante cómo el amor resulta siempre ingobernable. Un terreno sin leyes ni principios. Nada puede subordinarlo, ya que el subordinado es uno mismo. Solo se puede obedecer al caos. No importa todo lo que estudies, todo lo que aprendas, todo lo que experimentes. Ni las letras ni la inteligencia podrán salvarte. De un momento a otro, todo conocimiento se vuele nulo, toda práctica carece de valor. El cerebro intentará engañarte y hacerte creer que ahora estás más preparado que antes para amar. Que ahora sabés más y entendés mejor cómo relacionarte con los otros. Que ahora tenés más herramientas para controlar lo que (te) pasa. Pero las cuestiones del corazón no se explican mediante ninguna teoría. No hay ninguna ciencia que nos permita entender su funcionamiento ni elaborar pronósticos. Ese calor, que de pronto inunda el pecho, no encuentra justificación ni lógica que lo ampare. Eso que lo enciende, eso que lo despierta, permanecerá por siempre un misterio. No es algo netamente físico ni psicológico. Es una conjunción de factores imposibles de definir (y, claro, cuya definición tampoco tendría ningún sentido). Por eso, el único camino es siempre la entrega. Cuando sentimos ese calor en el pecho, hay que dejarlo arder. Hay que decirle que sí. Hay que resignarse ante esa fuerza que excede nuestro control, que viene y se apodera de todo, que es capaz de alterar la existencia misma en tan solo un momento, como un verdadero acto de magia. Y cuando no sentimos ese calor en el pecho, cuando podemos pensar y cuestionar nuestros sentimientos, todo esto nos parece una reverenda pelotudez.

(2015)

     

     

▪ Don't I?

 
 
BIPOLAR

I swear I do both:
The doing and the not-doing.

I write and I don't.
I read and I don't.
I move and I don't.
I love and I don't.
I hurt and I don't.
I live and I don't.
I succeed and I don't.

As simple and vast and relative as
that.

I do everything
and I don't.

Do you?

(2015)