We want to sell the truth that we build. We want to sell the image that we mold from ourselves. We want to sell what buys us. May they accept us for what we are without falsehood, they love us for we can love ourselves. May we reverse the order by condemning ourselves to surfaces. In our depthest, we ignore the convenience of the fears. We feel fragile, angry, dependent, needy — absent from us — leads us to convene

Our anxieties, compulsions and other distractions not to deal with the our pains and monsters that we hold quiet, so that they do not hear us and not reveal to us, even if we remain their hostages and at the risk of their own rebellions. The other will always be a facilitator for our truths. The other invites us to ourselves as a mirror we commonly refuse to accuse when we recognize ourselves in them. The fault will always be of the others, the responsibility will never be mine and yours. Thus, we will jump from branch to branch, from love to love, and everything from being caught by what we are. We accept half denying the other, living less without knowing we at least live: a big mistake, some of us just carry our bodies, because our essence already died a long ago.

Saravá! ❤️🙏🏾

©️ Beatriz Esmer