The antagonist

Javi James
May 2
2 min read

Updated: May 11

He flew blindly when vision was required. Meanwhile, he obsessively desired without yearning for transcendence, and lost in his nest, he grew enraged with anger. Moreover, stubborn, he clumsily persisted in not listening. And as time passed, more than a great struggle began. His words were confused, noisy, and diffuse. Partial results, for his incoherence was frequent, and not at all appealing. He had ceased to be the protagonist of his life, failing to understand what he should. He felt that something was wrong, and at the same time, things were right. The paradox persisted, and he continued not knowing what to do. What he created did not convince him; there was something that was not being generated. But when he tried to silence himself, a process was activated. Suddenly, everything began to crumble because he heard something in his vision. Nothing was the same anymore. A new dynamic emerged, like a lotus flower. A coherent movement, disguised as entropy. That was the guide to change, a tempestuous shipwreck that heralded courage. Then freedom. For love must come. And so it was that the antagonist of his life gradually ceased to agonize, becoming instead the protagonist of his own journey. Now an alchemist disciple, the star of his own film, he began to breathe. But his erratic path he must now contemplate, for perfection is merely that effect more loving than flawed, a beautiful duality to be balanced. Flying low is his humble path, though at times he must take flight. He has noticed that he is trying to tame something within himself, and his presence already feels omnidirectional. Apparently, his gratitude generates a kind of sound wave, something that emanates and will expand. Perhaps, at some point, there will be no more signal. It will be then that his image will fade, toward the digital end. A game over. Who knows. Who will know. A story of antagonism that will be kept, and probably erase itself.