Generación de colosos

Generación de colosos
de las tierras allende la pobreza
donde la única riqueza
fue el carácter heredado,
las manos para el trabajo
y los sueños de bienestar.

Todo ésto
en fardos de semillas abundantes,
ya no sobre el lomo de un burro
sino de los graneros del corazón
abastecidos del sano ejemplo
y de la visión del bienestar
de los padres prometido.
Van andando los titanes,
hacia el sol en su ocaso,
ahora ya ligeros,
sin nada de equipaje.

Detrás, después de tantas batallas,
dejan a las memorias,
jardines florecidos de nietos,
de gente agradecida a sus hazañas
y a las bondades que pródigos donaban;
a sus palabras sinceras,
a veces hasta demasiado,
pero nunca nunca deshonestas.

Las crónicas de sus andanzas,
de cómo derrumbaron
los castillos de la arrogancia humana
cuando los vieran pequeños y frágiles
y los tomaran por vencidos,
y con el tesón de la hormiga
levantaran andenes y conquistaran
las altas tierras del conocimiento y del bienestar
ceñidos sólo de honestidad, bondad y mucho tesón.

A Cada paso suyo
germinaba del tubérculo, el ocumo y el ñame;
también el maíz para la arepa,
que si supieran,
que estas hazañas diminutas aún cuentan,
porque más que la proeza puntual
de una batalla certera
están las contrariedades pequeñas
del día a día,
las que sólo la constancia vence
pués si ella faltara,
el dique de la indiferencia
sepultaría de la familia
la buena empresa.

Y es allí donde está el tesoro,
las perlas de cada palabra de aliento,
de cada Ea! al arreo de las cargas
comprometidas a cada día;
de la entrega puntual del compromiso adquirido:
sea para la escuela la tarea del niño,
el recado de la madre
o de las cuentas el pago ofrecido.

Adiós Alfredo,
te fuiste después de Chucho,
a tierras más altas y desafíos desconocidos,
donde la mano del Creador les ponga
para seguir sembrando bienestar
un rato aquí, un rato allá.

Porque seguro es que seguirán
acompañándonos en el susurro lejano,
en las visiones de promesas venideras,
en la melodía de los sueños
que emanan de las fuentes de la paz, del amor y del sosiego
y de las oraciones que cada día al altar de Dios se elevan.

Y nosotros, los que quedamos,
para ustedes:
la gratitud de sus hijos,
el amor de sus esposas,
el abrazo de sus amigos,
el calor fervoroso de sus hermanos,
las risas de los nietos y bisnietos
(que son flores multicolores de un jardín cada vez más grande)
y la alegría de un mundo mejor asentado
sobre las pisadas enormes de sus pies de ocumo, maíz y ñame.

Juan R Mijares Ll
Willemstad, Mayo 2014.

Happy New Year Post

PART I

After complaining a lot, ranting and raving about all little details of my life I have made a reflection... everything that happened this year was enough good to made 2010 one of the most important years of my life.

Everything start in the moment the snow hits London when I was working at Furla's company, where you couldn't make a difference between the cold weather and the coldness of the people working in the stores, but beside all this, the year start with good friends holding my hand and putting a side the Frozen heart's I manage to break the Ice with some of my colleagues and make new friends.

One of the most special memories was talking to my parents at the phone at 12 am and start snowing, quite special, quite cool, that memory define this year's blessing.

Min, a Chinese (cantonese) colleague surprisingly had one of the best offer I have been never made and that's how I've got my new guitar and electric piano. In another hand, feeling all the anger for the simple reason I couldn't find a job in my fields in 2009, makes my self gets more into music, new songs and new open projects with fresh sound came alone in 2010 and when you decide to get deep in you life essence, God (as universal energy) start blessing your path.

On June 2010, Marco push me to what become the most important thing on this year and makes the most of myself and what I'm doing now, the application to the SAE (sound school), always was a dream when I was a kid and them become just a though when I was 20, but never a real desire... mistake thats what I though.

After made the application two things happened, (referring the money) I've get the scholarship, a and one of my best friends lend me money. This show me a lesson, the more relax we are, the more we think, the best decisions we made, sound stupid and logical but some of us NEVER realize thing when getting older, rushing thing is a mistake that we all made when turning some age that we are scare of.

Other special things about this month, is that I was able to leave the company that become a pain in my back for to long time and for the fist time I was relax enough to find the money for myself and feel confident about it and again I got to the point where I said -"is a job everywhere, anywhere at anytime, some jobs are not for us but we decide that, because our laziness we've lost it", simple as that, any person in the word decide to be pour or mediocre, any person in the world decide to be successful and there is a mind limit for everyone some people are just made (because they want it) to be a barman in a pub and some others a big musician, some a cleaner and some a city boy. There is nothing to do where you come from or your education we all search for the future and become what we dream of.

Love... let's talk about love, this year all the confusions came to my mind at once and makes me realize that we never ready. Matureness in relationships depends more about the sync and connection of two people and sometimes that just never happen, is difficult to know a person and not to play mind games, the best way to have everything in peace is just understanding that sometimes someone gotta give, both parts need to be conscious about that and create a balance and a circle of trust, understand that will always be secrets we just have to minimize them. The most important thing is to respect the thoughts and put a side the proudness and the egos, know when is enough of receiving and when is enough of giving.

Part of my happiness is to notice or been able to notice when random people start been real or when fakes rule there life, I have to admit that this control my life issues for a long time and makes my young life miserable because the hurt that cause to discover the true, well probably I'm getting old and that's when we start getting more the reality.

Any reality is different in each mind, mine is in HD the problem is that I have to fix the special effects to make my fantasy look in 3D.

See you next year... on part II

Blood, without excuses.

After seen the movies, "Saw" and "The collector" I've realize that some people must have a brain damage to like this type of movies, although I admire the horror films (when this got a matter of sense) this producers just show "blood without excuses", there is no more cotton candy creations than this stupid and pejorative scripts. Far from showing a reason or a matter of the pain and blinding, just shows it as a fun thing. "Freddy Krueger" and "Seven" had thousands times more ideas and treatments of dead, where the pain and suffering was related inside you own flesh, following a line of happenings where you weren't allowed to jump the gun.

In this movies you have to be stupid not to know what's going to happen from the first minute till the last and YES is a torture seen this creators play in big.

Seen the cinemas full after the premiere of this Freaks shows just make me think, how far the stupidity can get into the crow.

JMOMCOCO

Let me die

Some people don't get the real meaning from the track "Let me die" and think that is more weird than romantic and to be honest I think the same.

I gonna explain more about this track, I dont like when the message is not clear.

"Let me die"

Five years ago i was trapped in a non-future, fast and aggressive relationship, involving hard drugs, deleers, raves, gay clubs, party animals and the "hard of the hard" nigth scene, spinning so fast that I felt "I cannot stop" and that "never is enough". Dancing in the dance-floor I turn and saw this beautiful creature looking at me, always attract to the most dangerous humans I went to talk and them the soap-opera started.

One year later with the creature, I was tired to handle all this madness, wilde sex and no respect for our bodies, I get sick of it and the creatures of the night, double-crossing, backwards reactions and fake friendships. I loved the music, some of the people and I still having a good friendship but I must say: - the night scene is just for the nigth, and you must be carefully about the frequency of visit, is really nice and not bad at all but is tricky, you can find yourself inside a hurricane if you lose control-.

I loved this creature pretty much and we have such a good time together, but was just a fantasy, a dream, when you start waking up and look around the reality, is so much worse than your biggest nightmare. So I did not wanted to break up, but enough is enough and I propose to get away, start a new life, keep in touch with the night life but with other goals in mind... and my heart break when the creature started the confrontation of my moral and life, that's when I said, "do me a favor, let me die to born again inside your arms", I didn't wanted to break up and also I work really hard to get back, but it was to late, so many issues around my head, from a creature that would never leave the fantasy, the poisoning and the night.

I saw this creature again was beautiful the moment we touch and finaly transformed in a real human. I smile kindly and breathe deeply, but we went diferent ways and our love get lost in time.
JMOMCOCO