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In the orbit of oblivion. Carlos del Puente Stories
lunes, febrero 10, 2025In the orbit of forgetting the sky tears like an old fabric worn by the years a winding crack extends endlessly in this dark breach of the flashes of flickering light pierce such lost fireflies in a night marsh the earth trembles under Our feet and the trees leaning towards this celestial abyss seem to whisper old secrets that only the wind can hear at the heart of this cosmic agitation is born our strange protagonist creature mi man mi bird with wings made of black ink and silver feathers his eyes reflect the Duality of the world which surrounds him a disturbing mixture of clarity and darkness it works on this unstable soil where each step leaves a fleeting imprint quickly engulfed by a viscous substance which resembles liquid memory around it floats fragments of memories abandoned by Those who have decided to join the orbit of forgetting these scattered pieces form a ghostly landscape where familiar faces dissolve before having even been recognized is that his parents appear blurred and distant figures whose lines are based in a dense mist They are accompanied by equally evanescent brothers and sisters their voices resonate like distant echoes singing discordant melodies which tell stories never finished but one of them a more distinct silhouette than the others firmly opposes this migration towards forgetting with Live gestures and sharp words he expresses his disagreement against this central idea which threatens to consume everything that still links this fragile group to their common past while others seem hypnotized by the promise of an ultimate release. This rebellious individual embodies resistance embodying the struggle between the desire to renounce and that of preserving the vestiges of a common identity. The dialogues fuse in this Sensory chaos each trying to convince or persuade with arguments taken from an absurd logic mixing poetic metaphors and philosophical paradoxes. Descriptions become more and more detailed each object each sensation taking life in this dreamlike theater where the real and the unreal s intertwine without Distinction. The consequences of this attempt to escape to oblivion are gradually transforming the surrounding landscape into a nightmarish table where the roots of the trees turn into moving snakes and where rivers flow backwards, taking with them the last flaps of reality Tangible in this infernal ballet The characters continue their macabre dance desperately looking for a meaning to this insane journey while the limits between dream and nightmare are blurring more and more until any notion of time and space is swallowed up in this vertiginous spiral From the collective oblivion where only the discordant voice of the one who refuses to let go despite the growing dangers that surround him. The discordant voice of the one who opposes resonates like a gong in a cathedral empty his words hit the walls of mist and ricoche on the fragments of memory scattered around him while the others continue their progression towards this troubled horizon where forgetting seems to be tender His welcoming arms He is a lonely lighthouse erected against the rising tide of the renunciations His silhouette stands out with an almost painful clarity against the moving background of the dreamlike landscape its features although worn by the resistance displayed a fierce determination. Who refuses to extinguish themselves even when the darkness seems ready to engulf everything around him the faces of his parents and his brothers and sisters become more and more diaphanous their contours are shunned like paper in the rain their voices turn into murmurs Barely audible but also they advance attracted by this invisible force which promises an illusory peace in the distance of the impossible geometric forms are taking shape in the cracked sky of floating cubes with sharp edges turn slowly projecting bizarre shadows on the unstable ground these shadows come to life they crawl towards the feet of the characters trying to enclose them in their spectral claws. The consequences of their decision are specifying of temporal anomalies appear here and there moments frozen in time entering into accelerated scenes creating a visual and auditory chaos where yesterday and tomorrow coexist in an indistinct melee the trees leaning towards the celestial abyss begin Losing their leaves but these do not fall on the ground they rise to the sky such funeral butterflies carrying ultimate messages never read or misunderstood the snake roots which sprang from the ground start to sing a sinister melody whose notes vibrate in The bones of those who still dare to listen in this nightmare table where each element contributes to the oppressive atmosphere the rebellious character continues to scream against the wind binding his arguments to cross the layers of thick mist his gestures are exaggerated his dramatic expressions but they translate a raw truth that of the irremediable loss of everything that makes the link between them all despite the differences and the past conflicts it recalls with an increasing intensity that fleeing in oblivion amounts to betraying not only their own history but also that of all generations Who preceded them and those that could follow if a future in this desperate struggle, he invokes poignant images of buried memories which refuse to disappear from shared arburss of calmed disputes from the appeased meals taken together around a wobbly but warm theses visions arise briefly before dissolving in the stale air of the place like so many helpless ghosts in the face of the collective desire to get lost in cosmic anonymity but his opposition is not without consequence for himself as his relatives are further away his body begins to change its members are heavier its legs. Lightly in the soil viscous of liquid memory in the ink and silver wings feverishly trying to maintain its balance but they gradually lose their feathers each feather fell carries with it a plot of its essence until it is almost nailed to the ground Unable to fly to any horizon or that of forgetting or that of resistance and yet he persists because he knows that if he stops fighting everything will be definitively lost in this crucial moment when the border between dream and reality becomes imperceptible when sounds Transform in colors and smells into textures he often wonders if he is the only one to see the truth or if he is simply trapped in a stubborn illusion but no matter because he chooses to believe that even in the total absurdity of their situation he There is still a chance to remember something precious something that can be saved and protected against all odds against memory and forgetfulness. The feathers falling from his wings transform into glass bursts each sparkling fragment carries with him a crystallized memory of the snatches of a past existence which scatter around him as sharp shards in this absurd transformation The other members of his family now almost Transparents continue their inexorable progression towards the troubled horizon they no longer seem to perceive the dangers around them or even the desperate voice of the one who remains behind them attached to this viscous soil their bodies become more and more unbo Shadows projected on a water canvas while the resistant character fights against his own physical decline he feels that his mind also begins to crack contradictory thoughts arise without preventing memories thwarted by ghostly visions where he sees his own hands dissolve Depending on his eyes and yet he persists because somewhere at the bottom of him a spark refuses to extinguish this spark is made of everything he has lost and all that he could still save she pulses in his heart like a distant drum reminding Each beat that fleeing is never a solution despite the deceptive appearances around it, the landscape continues to transform the trees whose snake roots were once twisted in impossible positions their branches are stretched towards the sky like accusing fingers pointing Towards this celestial abyss which irresistibly attracts those who have chosen to join the orbit of forgetting the rivers which flowed backwards are divided into a thousand tiny rivers each taking a different direction thus forming a labyrinthine network where the reflections of the lost faces appear and constantly disappear creating a Total sensory confusion The fragments of liquid memory which wrapped the ground begin to bubble as if an underground heat risen slowly to the surface transforming what was formerly a fragile refuge into an ocean of psychedelic magma in this growing chaos The main character notices a strange silhouette emerging from the depths of the soil viscous This silhouette is mi human mi machine its contours are made of cogs and electric wires which shine gently under the flickering light of the shards of glass fallen from her old wings she advances towards him with a hesitant but determined approach and When she speaks her voice is a mixture of mechanical clicking and human murmurs she tells him an incoherent but poignant story that of a world where memories were stored in databases accessible to all but nobody wanted to draw from it because effort to remember had become too painful this story resonates in him as a warning or may be like a promise that he could still reverse the destructive current which takes his family towards this dark horizon but for that he must accept not only his appearance Physical but also his way of perceiving the world around him he must learn to see through the illusions to recognize the real links that unite beings even when these links seem broken or lost in time and space in this desperate quest for understanding He meets other enigmatic figures of the memory guards who wander in this dreamlike landscape certain benevolent of other hostiles but all carrying pieces of truth which are gradually assembled to form a painting larger than that of his own destiny. The minutes are stretching in hours and hours in endless days he realizes that the border between dream and reality is not a straight line but rather a swirling vortex where past and future pass mix without distinction and that only the will to stay anchored In the present moment can offer a stable mark in this infinite chaos. The guards of memory that the character meets take ever strange forms some resemble birds with feathers made of old paper others are human silhouettes composed entirely of fragments of mirror each movement that they make a myriad of reflected images on the surrounding surfaces These reflections are not exact copies of reality but rather distorted versions where familiar features transform into unknown faces or where everyday objects become hermetic symbols a particularly intriguing goalkeeper is made up of connected books that float around He as a kind of literary aura each book whispers different stories, some tell the legends forgotten others reveal secrets buried in the depths of the collective unconscious when he approaches this guardians the words seem to come out of the pages and dance before his eyes forming Abstract patterns that awaken dormant memories in him not only his family but also those of his parents and sisters whom he believed to have lost this interaction with the guards forever reinforced his desire to retain something precious even if it means that he must sail in this labyrinthine universe where everything is uncertain and changing while it progresses in this mental landscape its perception of time continues to distort the seconds stretch in endless hours during which it can contemplate every tiny detail of the world which surrounds it then Suddenly compress in fleeting moments where everything seems to be going simultaneously he notices that the trees around him began to push strange fruits of the light globes which shine gently in the dark when one of them falls to the ground he explodes in a sheaf of sparks who draw Ephemeral constellations in the air These constellations do not follow any known configuration but seem to form symbolic cards representing possible paths towards salvation or perdition among these dazzling visions He sometimes sees scenes from his childhood relive from unexpected angles shared moments with his Close who take a new dimension in this timeless space These memories are not simply reminders of the past but invitations to revisit past choices and to consider alternatives that have never been explored despite the temptation to succumb to the ease of Oblivion he feels that each plot of memory he manages to save is a stone added to a fragile bridge which could reconnect it not only to his own identity but also to that of those who preceded him and who could follow in this frantic quest Against nothing he also begins to perceive signs indicating that his efforts are starting to bear fruit his family members who were almost completely dissolved in the troubled horizon starts to vacillate slightly as if an invisible force tried to bring them back to him although Their return is still uncertain each hesitation each trembling of their evanescent forms is an additional encouragement to continue the fight even when his body seems to be on the verge of giving in completely and his mind is assaulted by waves of unbearable fatigue in this critical moment where everything seems suspended between existence and annihilation he discovers a fundamental truth that only the recognition of the duality inherent in all life the coexistence of memory and the forgetting of chaos and order can offer a path to a form of true peace and not a illusory leak towards a fake horizon. The main character struggles to maintain this fragile balance between memory and oblivion he notices that the guards of memory around him are also beginning to change some people disappear completely as absorbed by mist while others turn into even stranger entities a goalkeeper who was formerly a fountain of written words suddenly becomes a cascade of incomprehensible mathematical symbols each symbol pulse of a different light forming complex patterns which seem to challenge all known logic these patterns attract its attention because they resonate with certain deep sensations that it cannot name but which arouse in him an intuitive understanding that the truth is not always in concrete words or memories but sometimes in empty spaces between thoughts in this moment of revelation he realizes that his own wings which were almost completely stripped of feathers begin to regenerate but this time they are made of black ink and silver feathers but of an iridescent substance which changes color depending on the angle under which it is observed each beat of these new wings produces a subtle vibration which seems to affect the Even fabric of the world around him the trees leaning towards the celestial abyss slowly straighten their branches as if they responded to an invisible force the rivers which flowed backwards find their normal course although their waters are now tinged with golden reflections symbolizing maybe A form of healing or transformation in this landscape into constant mutation he meets a last figure that of an old man whose face is hidden behind a mask of polished glass this mask not reflects the image of the character but of the scenes of his future potential where He succeeds in bringing his family away from the Orbit of forgetting but also scenes where all effort is vain and where they are all engulfed in nothingness the old man speaks to him in a soft but firm voice explaining that each choice each action has multiple consequences and that sometimes we must accept to lose Something to save something else this conversation leaves the character perplexed because it raises questions without immediate answer but it strengthens its determination to pursue despite the growing risks around it the light of the cracked sky begins to change taking warm and soothing tones rather than threatening the fragments of liquid memory which enveloped the ground gradually solidifies forming a tangible path to an unknown but promising destination on this path he finds objects familiar with childhood toys from favorite books of old photographs each of these objects seems to vibrate with clean life As if they were impatient to tell their own stories in this mixture of present and future uncertain past, he understands that the real battle is not against forgetting but against the fear of impermanence and that each moment lived fully is a victory in itself. His flickering relatives take shape around him he knows that the journey to complete healing will be long and sown with pitfalls but he is ready to face this new path with a new understanding of the fragility and the beauty of human memory. He advanced on this newly formed path he notices that the familiar objects he found begin to emit a soft light that spreads around them like spectral halos each toy each book each photograph becomes a portal to parallel worlds where memories do not Are not just frozen images but living realities with their own laws and their own logics in these worlds The colors have flavors The sounds have textures and odors tell unfinished stories fascinated by this discovery he explores each of these tiny universes discovering Alternative versions of himself and his family some of these alternatives have succeeded in avoiding the orbit of forgetting thanks to different choices of others are trapped in repetitive cycles incapable of finding a way out these explorations enrich his understanding of the concept of memory Not only as a passive recording of events but as an active force capable of modeling the reality itself however these interior journeys are not without danger because the more it moves away from the main path the more it risks being definitively lost in these infinite dimensions to counter This danger he learns to use the vibrations of his new iridescent wings as a magic compass each beat slightly adjusting his orientation towards a safer direction while he navigates between these superimposed realities he meets unexpected guides of the hybrid creatures half animal medium vegetables that seem Having witnessed silent all the important moments of his existence they transmit cryptic knowledge in the form of elegant songs or movements each interaction adds a new piece to the complex puzzle of his reformed identity despite the constant progress in his quest he is confronted with increasingly complex moral dilemmas must sacrifice certain memories to save others must accept the total loss of certain family members to preserve those who remain or is there a way to save everything without compromise these questions have No simple answers but they push him to explore hidden aspects of his own nature discovering unsuspected capacities and deep flaws in his previous convictions. The cracked sky begins to slowly close the flickering lights of lost fireflies return to their original shine transforming the initial chaos into a new but still fragile order in this crucial moment when everything seems to converge on an inevitable conclusion it understands that the true essence of memory Resides not in the absolute preservation of memories but in the ability to transform these memories into motor forces to build a different and better future despite the persistent dangers and the inevitable losses he chooses to continue his march towards this uncertain horizon carried by the renewed hope that even in the orbit of forgetting there are paths to light and redemption. The sky is gradually closing itself and that the lights of the fireflies find their original shine The main character feels a deep transformation to operate in him each fiber of his being vibrates with a renewed consciousness as if each breath he breathes contained scraps of forgotten universe or To come, his iridescent wings are now in harmony with the heartbeat of the world around him each movement triggering resonances that seem to repair invisible cracks in the very fabric of reality around him the trees which had leaned towards the celestial abyss straighten Completely their branches and begin to produce new fruits These fruits are made not of flesh but of pure light each bite releases an explosion of unknown sensations where tastes become hearing landscapes and colors come to life in the form of complex melodies at this moment of reconciliation between present and future past he meets a last figure that of a child whose features are vague but familiar this child seems to come from an indefinite era neither before nor after but simply there as a living constant in the flow of time he plays with Objects that are continuously changing in shape from a mechanical toy to a raw stone and then a folded paper bird each transformation is accompanied by a crystalline laugh that seems to resonate through all the dimensions explored so far fascinated by this transcendent innocence the main character Understands that this child not only represents the essence of human curiosity but also the infinite potential to be reborn through each choice makes this child gives him a curious object a transparent sphere filled with swirling fragments of liquid memory but this time the fragments do not dissolve in contact They slowly merge to form coherent images of a possible future where his family is no longer divided between memory and forgetting but united in a fluid and dynamic coexistence affected by this vision he finally accepts that real healing does not consist in restoring the past such that he was but to create a new present where wounds become marks of force rather than weakness with this new understanding he gently guides his loved ones still flickering towards this path rebuilt each advancing at their own pace with the hesitation of others with a revival Shared energy while they walk together the vibrations of their collective steps slowly modify the viscous soil of liquid memory transforming this changing surface into a stable terrain where each step leaves a permanent footprint symbolizing the new connections formed between them despite the persistent differences. The group continues its progress towards this uncertain horizon The remaining memory guards disperse like scintillating snowflakes some return to the limbo from which they had come from others choose to follow the group intrigued by this collective transformation in this final moment when Everything seems to converge on a fragile but promising unity the main character realizes that even in the orbit of forgetting there are bridges towards light and that each sincere effort to reconnect with oneself and with others can create unexpected paths towards healing and redemption. The group continues its march towards this uncertain horizon The vibrations of their collective steps begin to resonate differently each movement produces a subtle symphony which spreads in the air like visible sound waves forming complex geometric patterns These patterns dance around them weaving a network Invisible but palpable which connects each member of the group despite their apparent differences this nascent harmony slowly transforms their immediate environment The trees with straightened branches start to sing gently their melodic voices intertwining with the beats of the iridescent wings of the main character thus creating music Cosmic where each note carries in it a shared memory or a future promise The luminous fruits they have consumed continue to influence their perceptions The sounds become vibrant colors The textures of the objects take additional dimensions and even the feeling of the wind against their skin evokes Souvenirs buried for a long time as this collective transformation progresses certain members of the group discover new unsuspected capacities one of them can now draw images which become reality instantly while another is able to speak to the shadows projected by The flickering light of the sky These discoveries reinforce their common bond because they show that each individual makes a unique contribution to this new family dynamic, however this healing process is not free from challenges certain moments of tension arise when the different visions of the future possible enter In conflict against each other but rather than yielding to discord these disagreements are discussed as growth opportunities each discussion each debate adding a new facet to Their common understanding of what they can become together in this evolutionary context the mysterious child who had offered the sphere of liquid memory continues to play around them its incessant transformations inspiring adults to adopt a more flexible perspective in the face of inevitable changes one day then that they cross a clearing where the trees naturally form a perfect circle The child launches a simple but deep question "and if we were all fragments of a single immense being" this question suspends time for a moment the whole group remains frozen trying to Fully absorb this idea and then gradually everyone begins to perceive even more subtle connections not only with each other but also with all the elements of the world which surrounds them the stones under their feet seem to murmur ancient stories The clouds in the distance take familiar forms and even The tiny insects flying around them appear with secret messages in this moment of collective illumination The main character understands that the true strength of their unity lies not in the deletion of differences but in the recognition and acceptance of these differences as components Essential of their identity shared with this renewed understanding They advance towards the final horizon hand in the conscious hand that each step brings them not only closer to their own healing but also from healing of the whole world in this universe in constant transformation where the memory and the Oblivion coexist in a fragile balance they ultimately find a lasting peace a peace which is not static but dynamic always in motion always in evolution like the infinite dance of the stars in the night sky. The group progresses hand in hand through this magic clearing where each element of the landscape seems to resonate with an old wisdom the trees which form a perfect circle around them begin to slowly transform their thick and knotty trunks become translucent revealing interior lights Like beating plant hearts these lights are not uniform but vary in intensity and color each tree having its own light signature some emit a warm golden light while others project colder shades like glacier blue or deep purple these variations Light seem to correspond to the fluctuating emotions of the members of the group when someone feels joy for example golden trees shine more intensely while during a moment of sadness the colder shades take over this phenomenon creates a silent dialogue between humans And their immediate environment each shared emotion being amplified and reflected by the trees around them this constant exchange reinforces their feeling of unity not only between them but also with the natural world which surrounds them in the center of the circle of trees there is a fountain whose fountain The water is not liquid but made of sparkling particles which dance in complex spirals These particles seem to be alive each according to its own path while remaining connected to the others thus forming an infinite ballet of harmonious movements around this fountain the mysterious child continues its games Now transforming not only objects but also abstract concepts into tangible forms sometimes it creates temporal sculptures where past and future moments simultaneously coexist other times it draws symbolic cards representing possible paths towards destinations Unknown these ephemeral creations inspire adults to further explore their own potential, certain members of the group discover that they can directly influence the geometric patterns created by their collective steps by slightly adjusting their rhythm or their direction these individual discoveries enrich even more collective dynamics each contribution Unique adding a new dimension to their common understanding of universal interconnectivity. This exploration continues certain members of the group express fears about the immensity of this connection they fear losing their individuality in this infinite ocean of interdependence but rather than fleeing these fears they choose to face them together in a spirit of mutual support a member of the group offers a daring experience they decide to form a concentric circle inside the circle of trees each holding the hand of the one next to it to create a continuous human chain while they maintain this physical contact they concentrate their attention on their breaths Gradually synchronizing their respiratory rhythms until they reach a state of consciousness shared in this state they clearly perceive that their individuality is not threatened by this universal connection but rather enriched each person remains unique while being part of a very large Realization brings a feeling of deep and lasting peace despite the persistent challenges in this culmination of collective understanding The main character understands that their true destination is not a specific place but a state of being where the past and future forgotten memory coexist in a symphony Cosmic constantly evolving and that each step that they take together is a step towards this universal harmony. The human circle remains connected in this state of shared consciousness The trees around them react with increasing intensity their interior lights synchronize with the heartbeat of the members of the group creating a visual and auditory symphony where each pulse is amplified by the surrounding vibrations Fountain in the center of the circle begins to emit sweet sounds almost imperceptible at first but which are gradually intensifying to form a complex melody each sparkling particle contributing to this cosmic musical work The members of the group feel their own essence vibrate in harmony with this melody as if Each cell of their body resonated with the universal frequencies around them in this state of transcendental unity they clearly perceive that each individual brings a unique tone to this collective symphony some are deep bass while others add acute crystal notes this sound diversity perfectly symbolizes their mutual interdependence without a single member The melody would be incomplete despite this deep connection certain moments of tension arise when certain tones come into momentary dissonance These disagreements are not experienced as destructive conflicts but rather as opportunities of musical wealth each dissonance being naturally resolved by the subtle adjustment of other members of the group This fluid dance between harmony and dissonance further reinforces their understanding of the fragile but essential balance between individual and collective while this continues a continuous transformation an unexpected phenomenon occurs around the fountain the sparkling particles begin to form complex geometric patterns which quickly evolve before their eyes these patterns never remain frozen but Constantly change forming ancient symbols of abstract figures and even whimsical landscapes each motif seems to contain a hidden truth or an alternative vision of their reality present these visions inspire the members of the group to further explore the infinite possibilities of their common existence some see worlds future where technology and nature coexist in perfect harmony others discover alternative versions of their past where different choices have led to unforeseen results these explorations enrich their perception of the present by showing them that every moment is a potential bifurcation towards new realities. These visions continue to parade around them the main character understands that real healing is not only to restore what has been lost but also to fully embrace the uncertainty and infinity of the possibilities each vision each possibility and Each forgetfulness are essential pieces of a cosmic puzzle always evolving in this culminating moment when everything seems to converge on an ultimate understanding he knows that they cannot hold this shared state of consciousness indefinitely but that every moment spent together in this state leaves a indelible imprint on their collective being finally the human circle dissolves slowly each turning to their conscious individuality but transformed by this collective experience The trees around them take their original appearance although their light persists weakly as a visual memory of what has just been Passing the fountain continues to whisper its cosmic melody but its sparkling particles gradually calm a state of quiet balance in this gradual return to the relative normality the group advances hand in hand conscious that each step they take not only creates not only Their own path but also influences the very fabric of reality around them in this universe in constant transformation where memory and forgetting coexist in a dynamic balance they finally find a lasting peace a peace which recognizes and celebrates the duality inherent in all existence. The group resumes its walking hand in hand The traces of their collective experience remain engraved not only in their memories but also in the world around them each step that they seem to print a slight resonance in the air around them as if the simple Act of walking together subtly modified the very fabric of reality The trees which had taken up their original appearance begin to gently whisper their voices forming a discreet choir which silently accompanies their progression This choir is not composed of understandable words but rather of primordial sounds which evoke deep and indefinable sensations of buried memories or fuzzy visions each member of the group perceives these murmurs differently some hear scraps of past conversations while others feel harmonious vibrations which seem to guide their thoughts towards new directions in the distance Heaven begins to gradually change its cracks completely close now but in place of the old threatening darkness it reveals a gradient of fluid colors which endlessly stretch these colors are not fixed they are constantly dance between them creating living patterns that remind The geometric patterns observed near the magic fountain This transformation of the sky perfectly symbolizes the group's collective state of mind They crossed the orbit of forgetting not to remain there but to emerge transformed with a new perspective on the duality inherent in all existence. This metamorphosis continues Certain members of the group still discover new unsuspected capacities An individual can now communicate directly with the shadows projected by the changing light of the sky these shadows tell him old stories and secrets buried in the most obscure corners of collective memory Another member finds that he can influence the very texture of the soil under his feet temporarily transforming the viscous surface of liquid memory into solid trails where each imprint becomes a miniature sculpture reflecting important scenes from his past these discoveries reinforce their common bond because they show that each individual continues to make unique contributions to their collective evolution, however, this endless exploration of their potential is not always easy certain moments of confusion arise when individual perceptions come into conflict with each other but rather than creating Divisions These disagreements are seen as growth opportunities each discussion each debate adding a new facet to their common understanding of what they can become together in this evolutionary context The mysterious child continues to play a key role in their transformation he often launches questions Simple but deep which temporarily suspend their progression allowing everyone to think more deeply on their common journey "and if each memory was a seed planted in the field of forgetting" he one day causing a series of intense reflections in adults Some interpret this question as an invitation to see each loss as a possibility of renewal of others understand it as a call to recognize beauty in impermanence in this moment of collective illumination main character understands that their true destination is not a specific place but a state of being where each fragment of their individual and collective identity coexists in a cosmic symphony constantly evolving each step that they take together is a step towards this universal harmony despite the Persistent challenges and continuous transformations They advance hand in conscious hand that their journey to this uncertain horizon is as important as the destination itself in this universe in constant transformation where memory and oblivion coexist in a dynamic balance they ultimately find a lasting peace a lasting peace Peace which recognizes and celebrates the duality inherent in all existence while remaining open to the infinite possibilities of the future. The group continues its march through this universe in constant transformation The murmurs of the trees gradually turn into a more complex symphony each breath of wind between their branches now carries scraps of old and forgotten melodies these melodies seem to come from indefinable eras certain notes resonate As ceremonial songs from others recall childish lullabies or warrior hymns This natural music envelops the group creating a sound cocoon which strengthens their feeling of unity despite the diversity of sounds each member clearly perceives that they are all an integral part of this cosmic harmony around D them the landscape also continues to evolve in a subtle but significant manner The solid trails created by the influence of the soil under their feet begin to intertwine forming a labyrinthine network where each path is marked by symbolic imprints certain imprints resemble ancient hieroglyphs while that others take the form of complex geometric patterns These marks are not frozen They change slowly over time reflecting can be the deep thoughts of the members of the group or fragments of collective memory still unexplored in this living fabric of paths and Sames some members discover that they can influence not only their own direction but also that of others by slightly adjusting their posture or their intention this phenomenon creates a silent dialogue between them where each movement becomes a form of mutual expression thus enriching their common understanding of the Interdependence while walking hand in hand certain moments of meditative silence spontaneously arise these silences are not empty but filled with invisible presences each person feels the presence of ancestors of possible future and even alternative versions of themselves these silent presences do not seek to impose answers but rather to offer multiple perspectives on the choices made or not made in this moment of collective contemplation The mysterious child continues to play with objects which continuously change in shape now it seems to create time bridges between different versions of their past reality present and future these bridges appear as light arches which connect the members of the group to the blurred figures of the alternative versions of themselves allowing brief but intense exchanges Knowledge and experiences These interactions even more enrich their perception of the fluidity of individual and collective identity. This continuous exploration The main character understands that their true force lies not in stability but in their ability to constantly change and evolve each transformation each discovery each challenge encountered adds a new layer to their common understanding of existence in this evolutionary context They advance hand in hand aware that each step they take together creates not only their own path but also influences the very fabric of reality around them despite persistent challenges and continuous transformations they finally find a lasting peace a peace that recognizes And celebrates the duality inherent in all existence while remaining open to the infinite possibilities of the future in this universe in constant transformation where memory and oblivion coexist in a dynamic balance they ultimately find their true collective essence an essence which is neither static nor defined but Always in motion always evolving like the infinite dance of stars in the night sky. The group continues its progression through this labyrinthine universe where each step resonates with the beats of the cosmic heart the symbolic imprints on the paths are transformed into real temporal portals certain members of the group discover that they can walk through these living hieroglyphs to briefly enter into Alternative versions of their reality These interior journeys are both fascinating and disconcerting because they reveal scenarios where family roles are reversed or where crucial events have taken a different turn a member sees a version of himself who chose a career A traveling artist rather than following the family way while another meeting a version of his sister who has become a wise guardian of intergalactic memory these meetings with their other self even widen their understanding of the infinity of the possible return of these explorations Temporal brings with him scraps of new knowledge which enrich the collective group despite the temptation to remain trapped in these parallel realities each member intuitively understands that they must return to the main path to share this knowledge with others in this moment of continuous exchange the murmures Trees take a new dimension they are no longer only primordial sounds but complex narrations telling old and future stories simultaneously these stories are not simply heard they are felt as subtle vibrations which cross the whole body each member of the group begins to Perceive these vibrations not only through their ears but also through their skin their bones and even their thoughts this sensory connection further reinforces their feeling of unity with the surrounding world around them the colors of the colors of Heaven continue to dance now forming patterns that seem to respond directly to the fluctuating emotions of the group when someone feels deep joy the sky is adorned with golden and pink shades while during a moment of collective sadness it turns into an ocean of deep and purple blue These chromatic variations are not only visual they also affect odors and air flavors thus creating a total sensory experience where each sensation is amplified and connected to others in this evolutionary context The mysterious child launches a new question " And if each moment was a beginning "this question once again suspends their progression allowing everyone to think deeply about the nature of time and transformation certain members understand this question as an invitation to see each present moment as a unique opportunity to Create something new from others see it as a reminder that even in difficult times there is always a possibility of renewal in this moment of collective illumination The main character understands that their true essence is not defined by their past or even by Their future but by their ability to be fully present in each present moment each step that they take together is an act of continuous creation influencing not only their own destiny but that of all the worlds connected around them despite the persistent challenges and transformations Continue they advance hand in the hand conscious that each step they take together creates not only their own path but also influences the very fabric of reality around them in this universe in constant transformation where memory and forgetting coexist in a dynamic balance they finally find a lasting peace a peace which recognizes and celebrates the duality inherent in all existence while remaining open to the infinite possibilities of the future as the infinite dance of the stars in the night sky.
By Carlos del Puente relatos