Alma must have been taken the wrong bus and into the City of Lust..The things she saw, the things she did!..The City has no Apples of wisdom, no eternal youthfulness, plenty of fertility but no health, is full of canons and temptations of the Sin! The City is full of People! :)
The beauty of the City lies in the diversity of faces. Some are round and short, curly and puffy, some are squared and straight, long and loose, some they have it all together, an old shadow of an once defined look!.. Colorful faces, painted with blond shiny rays of the sun, dark black mysteries of the night, blue moods of shaky boats lost in the sea without a compass chasing a North Star of a different constellation, and all the other colors, the spectrum of the earth, nuances each time redefining themselves by the reflection of diversity of faces.
And faces come with two little hands that work infinite magic tricks empowered by creative or destructive minds, imagination, collective sense of practicability and necessity, sometimes pure luck and relative coincidences, all that we call evolution of our surroundings and ourselves. And those little hands are balanced by two little feet that travel infinite roads ironically of the only one way that there is, that goes round and round following the same movement as our universe, our essence, our circle of life!..
Does it sound like the road of a distant cousin of the laboratory rat?? Great! I managed to turn colorful faces into little crazy monsters! :)
But in this strange picassoish geometry, they all have perfectly positioned a pair of eyes which sparkle every now and then the inner road to their most precious beauty, to what makes one unique to other and gives values beyond form and structure, the road to the Heart and Soul. And once this road is taken, faces are no longer doomed to the ephemerality and inconsistency of outer forms and shapes, but follow the truth that transcend perception of reality to One Being that has no beginning and no end, that is always present and yet never enough lived.
Ok, this is not what Alma saw or experienced in the City..it might be inspired from some books she read in the bus, on the long and bumpy road from the Apple Tree, to the City of Lust :)
In the City, she saw geometries in the shape of XY-s and XX-s, and sometimes strange combinations of them, stridently colored or fading to gleam, moving with same or different frequencies, rhythms that finally follow and align the one and same dance. Desire, want, crave, hunger, thirst, greed, longing, passion, lechery, carnality, sensuality, they are all sounds of the one dance that men and women engage to, the dance of Lust!
And into the City, Alma, she danced. Oh yes, she danced!! The dance of that geometric abstraction that comes into life when combining the two most opposite shapes of all, the X-s and the Y-s…The Dance of Love!
Dance people, dance! :)
