Este es un escrito/acertijo que escribi hace ya muchos años.
Diganme que les parece....
(no es mi idioma oficial asi que pido clemencia por cualquier error gramatical existente)
It is a lovely lounge room but the tenuous light covers all, imitating a cold mist; some kind of haze levels everybody into a not very pleasant mystery and The Three, sitting in the place, are just an outline of living beings. But there are these odd beams crossing the air all over the place that disturb their calm. A sand clock marks time, but that was just a coincidence. The adornments are past thoughts, witnesses of this sort of truth’s trial, and seem to be living gargoyle’s muttering questions. And The Three know this: everyone is crestfallen.
#1 - “Can’t believe this...”
#2- “So this is it”
#3- “We are dead...”
#1- “We’ve never been alive”
#2- “That is impossible...”
#3- “What about all the people?”
#2- “We’ ve never been here.”
#1- “We failed”
#2- “Who won?”
#1- “There are no winners, this is not a game. It is the saddest fact.”
Number three stands up irate, won by insanity, while number two is trying so hard to remain calm and number one is just astounded.
Slowly the lounge wins light, gets clearer as times goes by. Objects are getting peaceful.
#2- “All those years for nothing, we’ been cheated.”
#3- “Don’t dare say that”
#2- “It is the truth, just admit it!”
#3- “It is a lie. We are for real, we rule and domain, we are life and death to them, what do you expect?”
#2- “Calm down, maybe someday we’ll return”
#3- “Reality... No way, I am reality”
#2- “Don’t you see? We are nothing but an outline of other’s reality... we were gods, kings of beautiful lands... and others are now resting.”
#1- “It’s supposed that they have to rest.”
#2- “Where are they? We need them”
#3- “I don’t need this... all I need is my father, He will handle this.”
#1- “Are we really sure of that?”
#2- “Hell yes...”
#3- “Don’t you feel lost, like never before?”
#2- “It’s isolation, we are in some other place...”
(Looks of the three)
#3- “What are you saying? We do have spaces, even physical spaces!”
#1- “Not the way you think.”
#3- “So, suddenly, he doesn’t trust us? After all we’ve done? We almost built his confidence and his consciousness! Right and wrong, come on!”
#2- “We lost him”
He is listening to someone sitting by his side. He has a wandering stare. He is tense and nervous.
The lounge room now is almost illuminated. Objects win brightness and now beams come from the objects. The Three are stronger than ever, full of confidence in themselves.
#1- “Unbelievable: we’ve built destiny. Time & Space. We gave sense to printing, and we’ve been plagiarized. We took roots to grow... not just for us, but for them too. We helped and forgave. We saved... we saved! Mercy and piety... we invented those words! History backs us because we rewrote it. Earth and heavens learned to kneel down to us. Nature is our pen and humans learned to read it. Don’t you see that this DOES have a reward? We give you the sources to survive, we teach the path. We are light in the haze, the sense to follow. We are word and action. We walk next to you in shiny days as well in the darkest ones. Happiness is our sign. Remain calm: We are here for you.”
He now has a vital force he never felt before.
He– “I’ve made my choice father: I choose to live free”
It is a lovely lounge room, but the tenuous light covers all imitating a cold mist; some kind of haze levels everybody into a not very pleasant mystery and The Three sitting in the place are just an outline of living beings. But there are these odd beams crossing the air all over the place that disturb their calm. A sand clock marks time, but that was just a coincidence. The adornments are past thoughts, witnesses of this sort of truth’s trial, and seem to be living gargoyle’s muttering questions. And The Three know this: everyone is crestfallen.
#2- “We lost him”
#3- “So, suddenly, he doesn’t trust us? After all we’ve done? We almost built his confidence and his consciousness! Right and wrong, come on!”
#1- “Not the way you think.”
#3- “What are you saying? We do have spaces, even physical spaces!”
(Looks of the three)
#2- “It’s isolation, we are in some other place...”
#3- “Don’t you feel lost, like never before?”
#2- “Hell yes...”
#1- “Are we really sure of that?”
#3- “I don’t need this... all I need is my father, He will handle this.”
#2- “Where are they? We need them”
#1- “It’s supposed that they have to rest.”
#2- “Don’t you see? We are nothing but an outline of others reality... we were gods, kings of beautiful lands... and others are now resting.”
#3- “Reality... No way, I am reality”
#2- “Calm down, maybe someday we’ll return”
#3- It is a lie. We are for real, we rule and domain, we are life and death to them, what do you expect?”
#2- “It is the truth, just admit it!”
#3- “Don’t dare say that”
#2- “All those years for nothing, we’ been cheated.”
Number three sits down worried, won by depression, while number two is treating so hard to remain calm and number one is just astounded.
Slowly the lounge loose in light, goes hazed as times goes by. Objects are getting dangerous.
#1- “There are no winners, this is not a game. It is the saddest fact.”
#2- “Who won?”
#1- “We failed”
#2- “We’ve never been here.”
#3- “What about the people?”
#2- “That is impossible...”
#1- “We’ve never been alive”
#3- “We are dead...”
#2- “So this is it”
#1- “Can’t believe this”
...
by Martin Rodriguez Osses
Diganme que les parece....
(no es mi idioma oficial asi que pido clemencia por cualquier error gramatical existente)
It is a lovely lounge room but the tenuous light covers all, imitating a cold mist; some kind of haze levels everybody into a not very pleasant mystery and The Three, sitting in the place, are just an outline of living beings. But there are these odd beams crossing the air all over the place that disturb their calm. A sand clock marks time, but that was just a coincidence. The adornments are past thoughts, witnesses of this sort of truth’s trial, and seem to be living gargoyle’s muttering questions. And The Three know this: everyone is crestfallen.
#1 - “Can’t believe this...”
#2- “So this is it”
#3- “We are dead...”
#1- “We’ve never been alive”
#2- “That is impossible...”
#3- “What about all the people?”
#2- “We’ ve never been here.”
#1- “We failed”
#2- “Who won?”
#1- “There are no winners, this is not a game. It is the saddest fact.”
Number three stands up irate, won by insanity, while number two is trying so hard to remain calm and number one is just astounded.
Slowly the lounge wins light, gets clearer as times goes by. Objects are getting peaceful.
#2- “All those years for nothing, we’ been cheated.”
#3- “Don’t dare say that”
#2- “It is the truth, just admit it!”
#3- “It is a lie. We are for real, we rule and domain, we are life and death to them, what do you expect?”
#2- “Calm down, maybe someday we’ll return”
#3- “Reality... No way, I am reality”
#2- “Don’t you see? We are nothing but an outline of other’s reality... we were gods, kings of beautiful lands... and others are now resting.”
#1- “It’s supposed that they have to rest.”
#2- “Where are they? We need them”
#3- “I don’t need this... all I need is my father, He will handle this.”
#1- “Are we really sure of that?”
#2- “Hell yes...”
#3- “Don’t you feel lost, like never before?”
#2- “It’s isolation, we are in some other place...”
(Looks of the three)
#3- “What are you saying? We do have spaces, even physical spaces!”
#1- “Not the way you think.”
#3- “So, suddenly, he doesn’t trust us? After all we’ve done? We almost built his confidence and his consciousness! Right and wrong, come on!”
#2- “We lost him”
He is listening to someone sitting by his side. He has a wandering stare. He is tense and nervous.
The lounge room now is almost illuminated. Objects win brightness and now beams come from the objects. The Three are stronger than ever, full of confidence in themselves.
#1- “Unbelievable: we’ve built destiny. Time & Space. We gave sense to printing, and we’ve been plagiarized. We took roots to grow... not just for us, but for them too. We helped and forgave. We saved... we saved! Mercy and piety... we invented those words! History backs us because we rewrote it. Earth and heavens learned to kneel down to us. Nature is our pen and humans learned to read it. Don’t you see that this DOES have a reward? We give you the sources to survive, we teach the path. We are light in the haze, the sense to follow. We are word and action. We walk next to you in shiny days as well in the darkest ones. Happiness is our sign. Remain calm: We are here for you.”
He now has a vital force he never felt before.
He– “I’ve made my choice father: I choose to live free”
It is a lovely lounge room, but the tenuous light covers all imitating a cold mist; some kind of haze levels everybody into a not very pleasant mystery and The Three sitting in the place are just an outline of living beings. But there are these odd beams crossing the air all over the place that disturb their calm. A sand clock marks time, but that was just a coincidence. The adornments are past thoughts, witnesses of this sort of truth’s trial, and seem to be living gargoyle’s muttering questions. And The Three know this: everyone is crestfallen.
#2- “We lost him”
#3- “So, suddenly, he doesn’t trust us? After all we’ve done? We almost built his confidence and his consciousness! Right and wrong, come on!”
#1- “Not the way you think.”
#3- “What are you saying? We do have spaces, even physical spaces!”
(Looks of the three)
#2- “It’s isolation, we are in some other place...”
#3- “Don’t you feel lost, like never before?”
#2- “Hell yes...”
#1- “Are we really sure of that?”
#3- “I don’t need this... all I need is my father, He will handle this.”
#2- “Where are they? We need them”
#1- “It’s supposed that they have to rest.”
#2- “Don’t you see? We are nothing but an outline of others reality... we were gods, kings of beautiful lands... and others are now resting.”
#3- “Reality... No way, I am reality”
#2- “Calm down, maybe someday we’ll return”
#3- It is a lie. We are for real, we rule and domain, we are life and death to them, what do you expect?”
#2- “It is the truth, just admit it!”
#3- “Don’t dare say that”
#2- “All those years for nothing, we’ been cheated.”
Number three sits down worried, won by depression, while number two is treating so hard to remain calm and number one is just astounded.
Slowly the lounge loose in light, goes hazed as times goes by. Objects are getting dangerous.
#1- “There are no winners, this is not a game. It is the saddest fact.”
#2- “Who won?”
#1- “We failed”
#2- “We’ve never been here.”
#3- “What about the people?”
#2- “That is impossible...”
#1- “We’ve never been alive”
#3- “We are dead...”
#2- “So this is it”
#1- “Can’t believe this”
...
by Martin Rodriguez Osses
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