THE LEGEND OF THE GOLDEN

 

Simón José Antonio de la Santísima Trinidad Bolívar y Palacios could barely make out the silhouette of the doctor who it pulsed the heartbeat with his fingertips on his wrist. He imagined next to him the woman with the big black eyes with whom he shared the last years of his life. He felt her close to her, very close to her. He wanted to hug and kiss her, as he did on the day of the farewell when he renounced power and traveled to Santa Marta, but identical to the elusive freedom he only breathed the humid air of the Caribbean Sea that was waiting to take him on a boat, very far away. of the land in which he fought. "If my death contributes for the parties to cease and the union to be consolidated, I will go down to the grave in peace," he said in his will to Colombians. Little by little, what seemed like a dream came true. The sunken eyes, the haggard face, the body flaccid by illness, were barely left in the memories because on the back of a chestnut he marched through the ...

Just as there are so many others stories, there is one in which a man due to a strange disease could not have dreams. His contemporaries came to his aid, because if dogs and cats howled and purred like other animal species, why not this one. Have not you seen a dog, dreaming? Or if not, then what were the experiences of Pavlov? We can deduce that animals also dream. It was decided then that more attention had to be paid so that his dreams would surface like that of all humans where imagination and reality were confused, while life through time gave us new experiences that would translate into expectations, that with the time would be other dreams of better well-being. There are dreams of dreams. They decided to tell him how in the caves of Altamira they found some cave paintings of our original ancestors, which gave life to the reality they had. Men who were exposed to the struggle for the survival of the species. And to get it, they met in those caves, and went to their imagin...

    "The Legend of Golden" is part of dreams about freedom and altruistic values that society has left us, and reflects the same as other stories ideals that Europeans were forged on the chimera of the gold that attracted the con-quistadors who discovered the continent we call "America", which was inhabited by aborigines and other plant and animal species unknown to them. After these, came crowds of immigrants fleeing from pests and reli-gious wars on the continent, in the search for new dreams motivated by the ideas of thinkers of his time who believed they could here deploy all the virtues of humanity that these they had not.    Others are part of those dreams in relation to our universe and space that have allowed us to imagine other experiences that have answers as we go sowing the values of coexistence and solidarity among men around the no-destruction of our planet with deforestation by mismanagement of natural resources and chemical waste produced by the...

This blog was published in Spanish several years ago and there is also a book published on Amazon; but as the translations always fail, the author intends to publish it in English to be more faithful to the original, because even if there is a good translation, there are always errors that prevent getting a good idea of the original book.