Rod Muñoz Valencia

We human are like seeds. Some people will root pretty easily, other will take their time until the bloom such as beautiful flowers. Many decided to be stubborn sour weeds. Few will become fruits and vegetables to nurture others.

We live all around this world from the tropical rainforest of Ecuador to the freezing Siberia but we all will disappear. The difference is that few people will stay longer because they wish they become sequoias or perennial oaks. Those seeds root in a violent way: they need fire, the most destructive. It could come from a storm in the sky or an unattended camp fire. It will burn all life around to a land of hopeless silence. But the seeds underground will shake, their skins will rip and hurt.

I feel I live in a private island of happiness. I’m always smiling and being a good person. I’m proud I can say that, I feel that’s what my parents wanted since I was a child. That’s just easy for me to do. Sometimes the water around this cute piece of land gets shady and I’m scared. I dig as much as I can to build walls against the waves. In this private island I have space for my friends and my family. The walls we build are fucking strong! The shore looks far away from this perspective. But I have zero interest about what’s going on there. I just worry about the people. I’m sure there are people who want to move to my island. They’re always welcome, they just need to cross the water. The only problem my happy place has is that the water around it makes it an island. We depend on this liquid full of envy, intolerance, sadness, anger, jealously, egocentrism and evil. Many people have drowned, I know them and want to grab them and take them to safe land. Their bodies are just so heavy because of their own choice. I keep in my island secure. I live in peace except when sleeping. My dreams are projections of chaos that my mind is willing to erase from its data base every morning. I don’t want to see the water, I want the live in the middle of it, I need to build mountains instead of walls to reach heaven and leave contamination behind.