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From the cave (6) Fragment

(p arts of a cave)

5. The gap

The gap means many things. Capriciously choose three: the gap as an opening in a wall, as a condition of emptiness and a deep rumbling sound.

Thus the gap defines a foreign word Travel: Draw a crack, it creates an interior space and runs with the resonance of the word that names it. This is when the hole is made cave.

(The hole in my cave is small, is at ground level and has the quality to allow exit and entry no.

From the hollow talk to passers-by outside and words are changed by a magical effect just rub his black bars that, as a vast and vibrant vocal cords, modulate the sound as it enters or leaves the cave.

also note the outside and I can know some time before who directed his steps to the cave, if you knock on the door or undecided will take their time in front of the hole to make a decision.

In these moments make up stories about possible triggers and side effects that lead to take an alternative or otherwise. Only one fact is repeated in every story: the cave is transformed into a different place depending on who knock on the door, reflected on the walls, leave the imprint of his footprint, choose enter or emerge using the ladder and project your voice through the ductile bars and rusty.

For the cave have been brooding Don Quixote looking increasingly blurred image of his beloved Dulcinea, Nonexistent Knight in shining white armor and teeth unused Steppenwolves the footsteps in the street who lost their memories, hunters lambskin pleading smiles razor sharp, ghosts timorous obsessed by a vision that considers real and a long list of guests, intruders, and unsuspecting bystanders who have inhabited the cave for a second, hours, days or nights.)

Outside the cave (a farewell)

I left the cave. I have struggled to emerge from the scale and go outside through the hole.

Squatting, one hand holding the bag and the other one clutching the bars, I bent in and I called my name, the cave has given me back an echo.

The sound of the sea will never sound the same in my ears.