An oneiric brush with death / Roce onírico con la muerte

Santa Mónica Pier, End of Route 66, Los Angeles, California (2014)

(English version follows below) Para muchos la muerte es tema tabú. Y quien se atreva a hablar de la muerte se tilda con la etiqueta “mórbido”. La mera idea de impermanencia es insoportable para la gran mayoría de nosotros, con lo cual preferimos vivir como si la impermanencia no existiera. Pero mientras más ignoramos a la muerte, más nos recuerda ésta de su realidad inescapable. La otra noche, una voz susurraba gentilmente a mi oído que me atreviera a pasar la línea.  Era una línea imaginaria trazada sobre el piso de tierra. En el sueño, yo miraba la línea y me preguntaba indeciso si cruzar o no. La voz suave continuaba invitándome: “no hay dolor, no temas, cruza!”. En ese punto, desperté con la idea de que acababa de soñar con la muerte . Poco después, una confirmación: al abrir las redes sociales, la primera imágen que salta de la pantalla de la computadora es una fotografía de aquella magnífica película del director sueco Ingmar Bergman “El Séptimo Sello” (ver foto abajo). A la Señora Muerte le digo esto: yo sé que pronto voy a perder a la reina y eventualmente el encuentro de ajedrez. Pero antes de que eso ocurra, seguiré disfrutando de la partida! *

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An image from “The Seventh Seal” by Ingmar Bergman , with Max Von Sydow  (the knight) and Bengt Ekerot (playing the death). The cinematographer was Gunnar Fischer (1957)

For many, death is a taboo subject. Others reject talking about death because such conversation would be “morbid”. Just the idea of impermanence is unbearable for many of us and thus we live as if impermanence do not exist. But the more we ignore death, the more we are reminded of its inescapable reach. The other night, while I was sleeping, I heard a voice prompting me to “cross the line”. It was a line drawn in the sand. In my dream, I would look at the line and was unsure whether to cross it or not. The voice, smooth and enticing, would continue inviting me: “go ahead, no worries, it will be painless”.  At that point, I woke up and quickly rationalized that I had just dreamed about death. A few moments later, a confirmation of sorts came: as I opened the social networks, the first image that popped out of the screen was a photo from an scene of “The seventh seal”, that magnificent film by Ingmar Bergman (see photo above). I will tell this to Mr. Death: I know that I will loose my queen and I will eventually loose the chess match. But before that happens, I will enjoy playing the game! *

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