Are we all interconnected?  Do you know the girl you mocked in kindergarten?  The one who you unknowingly harassed?  If not for common names, would you know the little boy at the back of your ninth grade math class who farted nonstop?  What happened to losing touch?  What happened was isolation was a blip and this global village is getting bigger? Twentieth century rebellion and escape was just a momentary fantasy? What happened was the joke's on you, because you wonder will high school ever end?  Your reinvention comes off as a distraction, you know that?  But I think you never stopped living with all those who you lost, right? How could you stop loving or at least stop remembering your first lesson of love? You learned well, didn't you? Did you see the news report with the scientists who said remembering is the same as reliving? Will we all be doomed to relive or overjoyed? Will there be a way to escape? Does a village to keep us all within certain preestablished boundaries or just more aware of them?  This is practically meaningless, you know?  And then the fact that we are all more social useful, does this scare you?  Am I made more socially useful?  Were you?  All of us should find something beautiful to say, shouldn't we?  Something true would be nice?  I think so? Could I suggest you get married and have a huge reunion party? Could I sent the Evite? Maybe you could paint that day in the woods when you had your hair up and that yellow dress with red stripes and my underwear on? Remember when we all ran down to the lake and buried our face in the cold water trying to forget the sun and its harshness?  Remember when we drove at eighty miles an hour to throw ourselves into a sweaty pool of flesh?  How could you forget?  We will never lose touch of our lies, you know?  All of us?  I think so?









2 comentarios:

Marco Antonio Huerta dijo...

ok.

gladsia dijo...

Lately I have felt all the memories of my life swirling around me like a mandalla. There is nothing linear, only a mad soup of all of my experiences. I get told to let go, leave the past behind, in order to go forward. Just today I had a memory of something long ago and it felt like yesterday. I'd be better in the 25th century when time is better understood.