Chapter The Bridge
by Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa
That night in her secluded enclosure Ana Perez Riv meditated in front of the smoked mirror that she kept as part of a relic of her ancestors, she asked herself questions that only she could understand and whose answers would never be the same.
<What has been the use of crossing cultural and mystical bridges, when many times the only thing we have achieved is to separate ourselves from others? We have advanced, we are no longer seen as rarities of nature but the power that precedes us has marked us, with the loneliness because of Tezcatlipoca and its dark energy surrounding my natural momentum, to others giving and sharing its magic in different areas and struggling to be understood so they do not empathize with their gifts.
The time has come again to make that vital crossing, from light to shadows; As an incarnation of change during all conflict I have to invoke your strength, the moment the jaguar shows its claws, I will know that we achieved it. The fifth sun was only possible thanks to the unity of two antagonistic forces; I trust them and I will with them debate through the others who will be present.
We are not unique, we are the unity of Ometéolt and its resonance in other spaces with its own beliefs. Not all of us are from a cultural root, but those of us who will be in your presence know that in the fight we have to trust your acceptance, where there is life death exists and is a constant presence, without it you do not exist and neither do I exist.
Ana Pérez Riv, exclaims: Tloque Nahuaque! The three directions of the Cosmos protect us, it supports the Earth and its four cardinal points, let’s wait for the moment, the table is set for the forces and their omnipresent unity
Without life, there is nothing that has been created so far, of what comes from afar in search of support, they have found all of us to collaborate and rescue life>
In the dark mirror, the figure of a man has appeared in the shadow of the jaguar, and for a few seconds was lit up the room where stay Dean Pérez Riv, a descendant of Toltecs and Nahuas, The woman stood up in front of the mirror and exclaimed:
<Tloque Nahuaque! The three directions of the Cosmos protect us, it supports the Earth and its four cardinal points, let’s wait for the moment, the table is set for the forces and their omnipresent unity>
Meanwhile on the moon
A burst of meteor crossed the space preceding what would come next, Citlali looked at the dark sky from the lunar surface, what she most wanted was to have time to complete the task.
Citlali shouted on her radio monitor for Julia to put the pull of the chain at full power, and in this way leave the hatch closed, the whistle of the towing machinery for her was an achievement, things were back to normal. She began to walk to the building where the elevator was to go back into the bowels of the rocky Moon and protect herself. She said with a deep breath:
<That calm before the storm is the one I like the least, everything can happen in less time than scheduled. >
Photographic design of the author of an image of Tezcatlipoca
Smoking mirror or mirror black, Tezcatl, black; Poctli, smoke.
Ometéotl (in Nahuatl: ometeotl, ‘Double God or Dual God’, ōme dos, double; teō-tl, god ‘) in Mexica mythology is the god of creation; scholars such as Miguel León-Portilla translates Ometecuhtli (in Nahuatl: ometecuhtli, ‘two lord”ōme’ two ‘; tecuhtli, sir’)