“The unattainable is more unattainable if you don’t try, if you don’t put your instinct to the test, which many times was only such out of habit: either the first person who drew the bow failed, or he didn’t even do it but saw how another He did it and told his people that it was impracticable, an offense to God (Jesus!)»
Why the hope? To serve as a target for the “arrow of longing.” This one doesn’t always hit the target (what’s more, it almost never gets close, or if it does, it still disappoints the goalkeeper -any of us-). Clarify that the trap is a deception that leaves the person who commits it in the same state. It’s useless. The person who never manages to hit a shot, and from one moment to another succeeds, through the work and grace of, because that is how the gamble wishes it, is in the same situation. And hope remains serene, flirtatious, harmonious and tragic, making generations contemplate it, practice it and follow it, with a torrent of arrows, stones and spears along the path it leaves.
Thus, “Utopia is on the horizon. I walk two steps, she walks away two steps and the horizon runs ten steps further» (Galeano). The distance, therefore, lengthens more and more, for each step we take, for each new discovery or for the mere presence of walking. I have as lives pass: spending the soles. Sometimes despair calms fatigue, but there is still something of passion, of lust in it: things are missing for me: «the hope of achieving a desire is always accompanied by the exasperation to achieve it soon, and the suspicion that perhaps we will let us deceive and it is impossible, hence the fact that all joy is accompanied by a little torment…” (González).
The impossible, the stress, the impotence, the fragility, the human aspect of setting goals whose achievement, intimately manifested as unrealizable at the beginning, becomes gigantic at the time of the shock, or in the small doses of falls and stumbles, that stubbornness does not know how to infer; Rather, misunderstand. The achievements, therefore, once achieved (let’s say that, at most, some of the most objective ones were achieved -if they were raised-) or they are a springboard towards others or they are lost in the hall of medals that serve to teach distant cousins what has been done
Let’s see it from love: «love, although it is my most creative feeling, can never be the image of a happy love. It must necessarily be a feeling of embarrassment, of rupture. Having it at a distance to conquer it, in that fight lies its beauty» (Gonzalo). That non-obtaining is what encourages wanting it. Non-wisdom is the one that seeks to know it. Hunger is the one that seeks to satisfy itself. The necessary motivates the need. The fight against illiteracy uses the dream that one year, at least, all the people of a republic know how to read and write. The old woman who prays for humanity before taking the sleeping pill is grateful, without realizing it, that things are as they are so that she kneels to ask for her redemption, even if she blows: “I beg you, Father, that they don’t have to ask you my children what I implore now». And if the world of her children reaches a state of overwhelming bliss, they now ask for something more perfect, less dirty. Ultimately, lift the bow higher for the target that is moving away from it.
Given that the trials of perfection, of permanent possession of something or someone is not obtained in its entirety, or if it is obtained, a new love is refused or proposed, what we engender in walking are by-products of the chimera, deformations of that state without stains that the mind formed at will. The steps that inherited us are steps of error; they are effects that struggled for the top and only reached the slope. The intention fails, but you work on that failure; unless someone falters and believes that nothing is done well and therefore any impetus that sets itself the goal of perfection is in vain.
This someone forgot that he is part of that end, no matter how badly done he is and no matter how wrong his former ones have been. If he stops pointing, walking, hoping for something that, never? he will arrive, to what is impossible for him, he will deflower the orchard that they left him or he will not begin to work the free land (life) that he has at his disposal. The unattainable is more unattainable if you don’t try, if you don’t put your instinct to the test, which many times was only such out of habit: either the first person who drew the bow failed, or he didn’t even do it but he saw how someone else did it. he did and told his people that it was impracticable, an offense to God (Jesus!). And the horizon receded so much that there was no point in anticipating his farewell. Already the fight and the conquest become sacrilegious words for his group. The “arrow of longing” is kept with the medals and it is shown to the guests that several men and women have died so that today the host will not reward them for their deaths, will not continue their lives; Rather, he sinks them with himself: he throws himself into the sea with the chest that will anchor him to the ocean floor.
