Marisa in her isolation place, Bondi Beach. Spring 2020
BONDI BEACH, 22 MARCH 2020
In this state of emergency
I might be the bearer of good news
You still exist
And you are asked to take care of yourself
The nicest care to keep your body strong and your mind alert
to think of your future
Why do not you try to rest and take the courage to walk towards your purpose?
Take this unprecedented time of halt to look at the world
Study the underlining of this agony
Try to sever from the intoxicating news; It wants to become your drug
All you care about
Drive your life
Within this turn of events, do not forget about you
Your meaning and your direction
The world is filled with words
I don’t think we need anymore
We can repurpose the existing
Isn’t it what we do anyways
Taking words and reshuffling them into new sentences with the same meanings
Old same stories told differently
What’s the point of flooding for same meanings
What’s our added value
Shouldn’t we instead study the history
Understand the steps towards which we are heading?
Hear me, my lovely
I don’t think that you are obsolete
Absolutely not
But do you know your past?
Do you know what they have been through?
Do you know what you can construct and predict?
Do you still believe that this is not an attempt to your liberties?
You don’t have to listen to me
You can even call me crazy
But have you looked at the books?
Can you show me a chapter
Where this kind of measures were not affecting the freedom of other humans
I have plenty of examples cramming from all over this this world
Each corner of each continent touched by each ocean has seen people fall under the claws of control
From Pacific to the cold waters of the Atlantic, Mediterranean sea to the Indian gulf. Are you going to tell me that I’m talking about something that doesn’t exist?
How long will I be able to write and publish this?
Here is to the value of new words old meanings rephrased constantly
Hoping that these new phrases made with those old words continue to ring the bells of freedom
Sweet dear Freedom
They locked us in
My house, my freedom
Money has lost value
Building is of no meaning
Don’t fall asleep, my dear friend
Your ceiling is now your infinite sky bearing all the stars of the universe
Look up and create
Transcend and innovate
Don’t give up
On you
On us
On them
You are responsible and resourceful
The most intelligent person I know
You will make yourself a priority
Love yourself and guide yourself
Carry others
Your power will spread to the weaker
Your wings spread and fly high and far
You will come back with good news and new friends
I’m waiting for you my friend
I love you and I’ll be there on the other side
this is your time