Between mysticism and tangible facts

Sometimes we are faced with realities that do not leave much to the imagination and the life of a loved one in danger can make a human lose track of reality.

Chapter The Bridge

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa 

Citlali had always felt something strange before the gaze of her mother-in-law who with extraordinary ease linked dates and events from different parts of the world and gave them a sense of universality, she said that everything was connected, that all human beings were the same mystical body and well, she only clearly understood the role of the mitochondria and from there she gave the lady a certain logic.

In those moments of evident uncertainty at the lunar base, Citlali only wished with all her soul that her return to Earth would allow her to continue with the plans that had been developed together with her partner, a being whom she considered fascinating, extraordinary, and just the same that Sofía, her mother-in-law, like something out of some science fiction novel; both had ideas so contrasting with the reality that her life with them resembled an adventure of surprising knowledge.

She remembered that moment when they met and the passage of time led them to live together and formalize their life as a couple, she remembered when her friends asked her if  Zila was going to give her an engagement ring and the strange answer that  he had given to all of them in that meeting:

– That extravagant idea of ​​giving a diamond ring is the most frightening act of domination that has occurred to the human being; Did you know that the diamond is the representation in the sky of the Medusa that Theseus holds in his hands? Giving a diamond to a loved one to commit is the same as saying:

“From this moment I cut your head, you are my appendix, you are my possession and I decide your life and destiny, you will be my shield against adversity and your blood a pegasus who  will direct our destinies, but as long as your head it will be on my shield ”

I am sorry my friends, I cannot do that to my beloved Citlali.

Citlali remembered those words with surprise, her friends that day were speechless at the answer that made them reflect on the love he lavished on his beloved partner.

In the same way, she remembered that occasion when she visited the house of her future mother-in-law,  and Alig, Zila’s father and they, had to wait a while for Citlali to meet Sofia, since she was taking a full moon bath, naked in the garden of the house, a custom that habitually did.

Zila said: Giving a diamond to a loved one to commit is the same as saying:

“From this moment I cut your head, you are my appendix, you are my possession and I decide your life and destiny, you will be my shield against adversity and your blood a pegasus who  will direct our destinies, but as long as your head it will be on my shield ”

I am sorry my friends, I cannot do that to my beloved Citlali.

Meanwhile on Earth, the news media

They gave the news by space agencies that a meteor shower was very likely and therefore the planetary defense group will coordinate with the strategies of its new Eggya collaborators.

Curiosity and adventure were part of the headlines, a world of new experiences was opening up for the humans of the planet, people with great intelligence gifts came to collaborate, they fled from a world shattered and atrocious. The world was amazed and at the same time feared them, in some areas of North Korea they demonstrated marches against extraterrestrial intervention, the boldest reporters gave an account of the violence and the guts of some to stop the support group considering them oblivious to world interests.

Yilia and Tai looked at each other concerned and at the same time they understood that this was not alien to what they expected, especially in that area where the farewell was with a summons from the representation of a World Organization for Collaboration and Strategy in a neighboring area; The perspective of what they felt had no point of comparison especially when reporters from an area near the Baltic Sea asked people about the riots organized in the Middle East and Asia, some moderately answered that it was atrocious, especially because they had come from a distant world and had already gone through complicated situations, it was not understandable that people felt that help is not necessary, all the time we wanted to meet people from other worlds and now that they are so close to us we treat them in that infamous way.

There were those who with total carelessness spoke of “the yellow ones” as people of little trust and lack of respect for the lives of others, a race that wanted to be first than any other, who had achieved economic and territorial power based on effort but always marking a clear separation from the rest of the planet.

Yilia glanced at his partner and pointed out: 

 

— We are also demonstrations of racism but not against us, against the Earthman himself who is different, or at least that is what some have decided.

 

To which Tai, looking closely at his partner and caressing his face, pointed out:

— If I had already told you about it, in the mentality of the earthling there is a disconcerting attitude, they have been governed by certain schemes for centuries, it is complicated, they have also suffered devastation, earthquakes, wars and despite all its evolution it continues to be contrasting.

 

Yilia recounted the events they knew about and admitted:

 

— Somehow our environment, the struggles we had are different, the vision of the world is different, but it is good to learn from them and understand their motivations, really for the site that look at the natural wealth, the alternatives of coexistence, cultural manifestations, racial phenotypes, climates and mental development of the inhabitants is unique, many of them are still governed by the schemes of one or more traditions that have not changed over the centuries.

 

Tai nodded and added:

 

— You are right, for us, it was not difficult to break schemes, the scientific model that was no longer operational was discarded, the attitudes that put the inhabitants of some area at risk, we also took it out of the way. The value of the group over the individual allowed us to move forward or simply acknowledge our weaknesses in the midst of disaster.

 

For Zila all this was like a “bucket” of ice water, the woman he loved, whom he called the light of his eyes was in danger in the Asgardian lunar station, if Citlali’s life was in danger, her life would never be the same.

Photo by Evie Shaffer on Pexels.com

Autor: Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Escribir es una de las actividades creativas más fascinantes que existe, indagar lo caminos de diferentes versiones, encontrar motivos para acrecentar el cauce de un relato y motivar a la lectura, es una gran motivación para todo el que escribe

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