The explosion in the middle of the sea

When you have the opportunity to know, thanks to your attributes, what can trigger the vilest of tragedies, you can choose between two options, it will be your intuition who decides which of these two is the one that weighs the most and the one that validates your effort.

“Only those who have lived it can recognize the most serious of disasters, then be guided by fear or face it;  they may not have witnesses to tell it ”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

One of the most difficult tasks of intuition is to truly believe that everything that has been told you fits into the reality of some moment in history, no one can get involved in the mind of the Priestess and what she discovers will have to be taken into account as she points out.

This was something that was taken for granted, to date, the speaker of a creed is the one who has the last word to decide the way forward for a group, these are matters that in history have not changed, but let’s trust the common sense of Erandi whose motives were never to indoctrinate or dominate because of having prior knowledge of a signal and it was not her intention to dogmatize what she would discover on that occasion, we know well that she is the genetic root of Perez Riv, her life and its fruits are they would strengthen over time and that is what should matter to us now.

Erandi, very early, went to the esplanade of the Temple of the Moon and concentrated her tools to draw what was told her by the Deity of the River, in that adventure where she struggled to remain in communication with Erandi.

The maritime currents at this point are easy to recognize, not in the time of which I speak, so without the full certainty of the path that Dayami’s blood would travel, everything was left in the hands of intuition, premonition, lateral thinking and intelligence of the priestess, that way she would be able to capture all of that in her Nahuatl glyphs.

The priestess of Ometeotl closed her eyes and invoked Dayami, the part of her that followed the route under the sounds of dolphins and cetaceans, another part of her that went out to sea, whose beat was in the gills of some fish and in the resonance that returned from the rocks in some marine mountain range. 

Possibly she was on the road to the Canary Islands, I deduced that for all readers, it is something that Erandi could not know in any way. She was far from all that location but we understand and analyze that, Erandi only allowed her mind to understand what was happening in the middle of the unknown.

Something came to her mind that shocked her, the water stirred violently before a roar unknown to marine fauna, what was now Dayami vibrated and rushed over an incipient formation of corals that were destroyed by several lumps that came from what high.

On the surface of the sea, two great shadows blocked the passage of the shimmering dawn, in case it was so or the joyous glow of Tonatiuh during the day’s journey, Erandi thought to herself:

<No animal remains afloat in the middle of the sea, nor does it roar with fire, much less throw bundles into the sea>

She clearly remembered that occasion when her rod was bent and in this way began Erandi’s journey, tying up the dots in a story that most of us know, the one in which some They trusted and others saw benefactors where there were none. 

She continued her intuitive journey to be able to describe it on her canvases, all of them over the years would not be in the possession of any conqueror, not a Jesuit monk or translator of indigenous customs at the service of the Spanish Empire. They would be part of a unique tradition, whose work would not be erased from the planet, to which not everyone was called and not everyone was fully understood, however, they had a definite and clear signal that managed to reach intact until the 30th century and be greatly preserved beyond.

But we go in parts, definitely for Erandi and her family the premonition was beginning to be clear, more and more.

When you have the opportunity to know, thanks to your attributes, what can trigger the vilest of tragedies, you can choose between two options, it will be your intuition who decides which of these two is the one that weighs the most and the one that validates your effort.

Author´s notes:

Photo by Francesco Ungaro on Pexels.com

The marine currents: http://www.fondear.org/infonautic/Mar/El_Mar/Corriente_Golfo/Corriente_Golfo.htm

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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