So
many eyes around for my taste. I believe this is less understood if I try it in
English. Not a good one, I know. I’ve already taken I don´t know how many English
tests to apply for a better job here or there and the result is the same: not qualified, not good
enough but, since I’m keeping these wills held in my mind, I guess I better do
something at least, at least this.
Strategy
has become a much use word, so much that everything appears to be strategic, such
as this assembly pro-government people continue to promote, for example. There’s
a vague idea of how democracy should be and even so, people is persuaded to
validate, through vote, the end of it. There we’ll be gone, taken, moved to or,
whatever other action that implies no will.
On
the other hand, strategists look quite optimistic. The way I see it this seems
sort of a tribute to resentment. Finally, after all these years envying and
collecting anger at it, pro-government ones will see their happiness in our
sorrow. It will be theirs too but they don´t care, our unfortunate fate
represents the class overcoming left wing thinkers dreamed of. I used to be
that way. Not proud of at all but I did, and despite the things I’ve learned, I
can´t help feeling sad and guilty of this situation. Let’s say I woke up several
years ago but it may have been late by that time, I’m not sure and sureness won’t
matter soon anymore.
Sense
started lacking, I’ve seen it coming both ways, especially my own. I’m losing
some logic with every day that goes by. Some time ago I was so eager and furious
for increasing my income and now I wonder what I am supposed to do with such a thing,
I mean, what will I pay for? I wanted to move to another country, I still do
but it looks more like a fantasy nowadays. Maybe this is what I need money for,
but the thing with the value of the money here in Venezuela is, I don't know. I mean, how could I call it? Relativized, that’s
the word it defines us all and all we do, sanity included, Past too, we’ve
decided to remember and forget if it suits our current being and so it goes.
Venezuela seems to be over by July 30th, I mean, it is relative; if
you’re following me.
Hope
this to continue, if the only place affordable for me to travel is madness, at
least I would like to leave some words before… best regards!