I am in a hurry to move.

"The last time I trod shipwrecks, you put me a bell on the lap and you told me: You'll never know if it is of sheep or of snake. But it is the love."

I remember you in the last autumn.

"You are sad, you don't understand you,

you are angry with the calendar

but Sundays are not to blame.

Anytime is good time to dream about traveling with me

and washing the face to sadness

You have too much rancor."

The true is that I don't hold grudges

for lack of space

I decided not enlarger the pain,

I don't want it.

Maybe months pass

and you remind us,

like two rainy days of autumn,

like a romance book,

like an inspiration,

or maybe I will remember things

I've forgotten.

I walk away from you.

You don't forget me,

Don't forget, and don't talk to me,

I am in a hurry to move.

M.

Feelings about Guernica painting

Guernica is a famous picture painted by Pablo Picasso between May and June  of 1937 of which the tittle alludes to bombing of Guernica city in April 26 in the same year. It was exhibited in Spanish pavilion to bring the Spanish public to Republican size in Spanish Civil War and now, it is situated in The Prado museum.

It is strange for me to talk about what a picture makes me feel because, I must confess it, I had never thought that a picture can make you feel feelings, but this shocking, strong and catastrophic picture that reflects the discomfort and chaos in the Spanish Civil War, as far as I am concerned, makes me feel overwhelmed, messy, as if everything was a desaster and I could not defend myself at the adversity. Their faces are heartbreaking, shouting and they are able transmit to myself their anguish, and make me feel alone, sad, like when you remember something you don't like about your past and you revive this again. They make me feel like if the world was over and anyone could remedy it.

Sadness, loneliness and chaos. 

True heroes are not known

All we know that some of the most important people in the world are our grandparents. Their wisdom exceed our mind and we feel that we will never know as much as them. 

My grandfather is an average person that has not been in the history books, but he is an anonymous hero that fought a lot for his family.

He was born in the 30s and at the present he is eighty five years old, although he is still physically and psychically strong. 

When he was younger, he had curly dark hair and dressed with a classy tie and a perfect suit which covered his body at important events. Right know, he wears them too. (Good customs doesn't change).

He was tall, attractive and was a very hardworking man who was always shaved. All girls were crazy for him. He is still a very intelligent man and always has and important sentence to tell you. He always has the magic way to make you a better person. The sentences that I've listened more of him are "Life is fight"  and "Every man learn until the death". He is a wise and a very coherent person.

I love listening all the stories of his life because he fought a lot to eat and survive, but right now he is proud about everything he has earned. He had a difficult life that lived without his mother because unfortunately, she died. In addition, his father worked all day and he was the oldest of seven brothers and sisters.

He worked a lot to study and  he achieved being a  machinist.

Also My grandmother met him like in a film way. Maybe one day I will write about it.

I have always had a beautiful grandparent-grandchild relationship and as a rule, when I was a child, he took me to school and brought me gums of several flavors.  I can remember that they were the best days of the week. 

I have already assumed I'll never know about life like him. 

M.