Noviembre del 2023.<\/p>\n
Cuenta la leyenda que, en los tiempos en que el tiempo no importaba, lluvia y noche cubrieron la Casa de los Seres.\u00a0 Entonces se fue la luz.\u00a0 Todo era oscuridad.\u00a0 Las mujeres, los hombres y otroas<\/em> andaban a los tropezones y chocaban entre s\u00ed.\u00a0 Por esa causa, discut\u00edan y peleaban entre hermanos y vecinos.\u00a0 Ni siquiera se reconoc\u00edan, siendo que eran familiares y conocidos, porque muy oscuro estaba.\u00a0 Mucho se rega\u00f1aban.<\/p>\n Los dioses primeros, los que nacieron el mundo, estaban de haraganes, tirados en sus hamacas, contando chistes y cuentos.\u00a0 Pero la bulla en la Casa de los Seres lleg\u00f3 hasta ellos.\u00a0 \u201c\u00bfDe qui\u00e9n es esa bulla?<\/em>\u201d, pregunt\u00f3 uno.\u00a0 \u201cA saber<\/em>\u201d, dijo otro.\u00a0 Ixmucan\u00e9, que era la diosa madre, dijo: \u201cVamos a mirar por qu\u00e9 es esa bulla<\/em>\u201d, pero al bajarse de la hamaca, se cay\u00f3 y lleg\u00f3 su cara en el suelo y le qued\u00f3 como bollada, o sea como con rajaduras.\u00a0 La Ixmucan\u00e9 se levant\u00f3 del suelo y no dijo groser\u00edas porque todav\u00eda no se hab\u00edan inventado las groser\u00edas.\u00a0 Se sacudi\u00f3 el polvo.\u00a0 Se alz\u00f3 un poco la nagua y sali\u00f3 corriendo rumbo a la Casa de los Seres.<\/p>\n Los dioses se miraron entre s\u00ed y no dijeron nada, pero pensaron \u201c\u00bfA poco nos va a ganar una mujer?<\/em>\u201d y se bajaron de sus hamacas, pero con cuidado, y corrieron para alcanzar a la Ixmucan\u00e9.\u00a0 Pero resulta que, como se la hab\u00edan pasado de haraganes, no hab\u00edan chaporreado su sitio y hab\u00eda mucho monte.\u00a0 Puro acahual, pues.\u00a0 Abundaban tzaw ch\u00b4ix<\/em><\/strong> (espinas), ramas secas, zacate cortador (que tambi\u00e9n le dicen gezau h\u00b4ak<\/em><\/strong>) y el ch\u00b4oox tz\u00b4an<\/em><\/strong>, que es un bejuco con espinas.\u00a0 Pero ah\u00ed van corriendo y brincando como pueden y quej\u00e1ndose en la corredera esos dioses, porque no iban a permitir que les ganara una mujer.\u00a0 Llegaron ya despu\u00e9s a la Casa de los Seres, todos rasgu\u00f1ados y abollados en cara y manos.\u00a0 Pero nadie los mir\u00f3 que est\u00e1n todos golpeados, porque no hab\u00eda luz.\u00a0 Por eso se cree que los dioses no tienen heridas.<\/p>\n Los dioses tampoco miraban nada.\u00a0 Todo era oscuro.\u00a0 S\u00f3lo por el sonido se sab\u00eda que hab\u00eda m\u00e1s gente.\u00a0 \u201c\u00bfY ora?<\/em>\u201d, se preguntaron los dioses.\u00a0 Ixmucan\u00e9 no se pregunt\u00f3 nada, sino que qued\u00f3 pensando.\u00a0 Los dioses varones siempre eran muy fanfarrones y empezaron a decir que hay que ir por ocote.\u00a0 Otro que ya hay que inventar el focador y el quinqu\u00e9.\u00a0 Otro que hab\u00eda que juntar un buen de luci\u00e9rnagas.\u00a0 Y as\u00ed.<\/p>\n Ixmucan\u00e9 pens\u00f3: \u201cHay que reponer la luz.\u00a0 Pero para reponerla, tenemos que encontrarla.\u00a0 Y para encontrarla, tenemos que saber d\u00f3nde buscarla.\u00a0 Y para saber d\u00f3nde buscarla, tenemos que saber mero qu\u00e9 pas\u00f3<\/em>\u201d.<\/p>\n Ixmucan\u00e9 reuni\u00f3 a los hombres, mujeres y otroas<\/em> de ma\u00edz.\u00a0 En ese entonces s\u00f3lo hab\u00eda hombres, mujeres y otroas<\/em> de ma\u00edz, de muchos colores eran y cada quien ten\u00eda su modo.\u00a0 No hab\u00eda religiones, ni naciones, ni Estados, ni partidos pol\u00edticos, ni todo eso que naci\u00f3 despu\u00e9s como semillas de la guerra.\u00a0 Entonces, cuando la Ixmucan\u00e9 dijo \u201cvengan hermanitos y hermanitas\u201d, guiados por su voz llegaron todos los hombres y mujeres, y tambi\u00e9n otroas<\/em> -porque no se sent\u00edan excluidoas<\/em>-.<\/p>\n Se reunieron pues en asamblea. No se miraban porque no hab\u00eda luz, pero se pod\u00edan hablar y escuchar.<\/p>\n La Ixmucan\u00e9 les pregunt\u00f3 \u201c\u00bfQu\u00e9 vamos a hacer?<\/em>\u201d.\u00a0 Los hombres, mujeres y otroas<\/em> no se miraron entre s\u00ed -pues porque no hab\u00eda luz-, sino que se quedaron callados.\u00a0 Hasta que una voz dijo \u201cPues t\u00fa dinos qu\u00e9 vamos a hacer<\/em>\u201d.\u00a0 Los aplausos no se vieron, pero se escucharon claro.\u00a0 Ixmucan\u00e9 se r\u00edo de buena gana y dijo \u201cAcaso yo lo s\u00e9.\u00a0 No sabemos de por s\u00ed, pero tal vez as\u00ed reunidos, en asamblea y hablando, de repente salen algunas ideas de qu\u00e9 vamos a hacer<\/em>\u201d.\u00a0 Quedaron todos en silencio, pensando qu\u00e9 van a hacer.<\/p>\n El \u00fanico ruido que se escuchaba era la bulla de los dioses varones que estaban peleando entre s\u00ed, que d\u00f3nde madres qued\u00f3 el ocote, que si alguien se acord\u00f3 de crear las luci\u00e9rnagas, que si yo no fui, que si eso le tocaba a no s\u00e9 qui\u00e9n que de por s\u00ed se hace pato, y que qu\u00e9 cosa es \u201cpato\u201d si todav\u00eda no se hacen los patos.\u00a0 Y as\u00ed.<\/p>\n En la asamblea ya estaban hablando y proponiendo c\u00f3mo hacer.\u00a0 Primero s\u00f3lo unas pocas voces, ya luego m\u00e1s.\u00a0 Ya luego tuvieron que hacer un orden de turno para hablar y poner a alguien a escribir si es que hay acuerdo.\u00a0 Como no hab\u00eda luz para escribir ni para leer, s\u00f3lo hab\u00eda la palabra hablada, entonces nombraron a la Ixmucan\u00e9 que ella lo guarda en su cabeza lo que se dice y ya luego lo platica.<\/p>\n Muchas ideas y palabras se dijeron, y ya no cab\u00edan en su cabeza de la Ixmucan\u00e9.\u00a0 Entonces las empez\u00f3 a guardar en el cabello y se fue haciendo largo su cabello, por eso las mujeres tienen el pelo largo.\u00a0 Pero luego tampoco bast\u00f3, aunque lo iba acomodando su cabello y ah\u00ed se invent\u00f3 el \u201cprensa pelo\u201d que, como lo indica su nombre, quiere decir \u201cagarra ideas\u201d.\u00a0 Ya llegaba hasta el suelo su pelo de la Ixmucan\u00e9 y segu\u00edan hablando ideas y palabras.\u00a0 Entonces la Ixmucan\u00e9 empez\u00f3 a guardar las ideas en las heridas que se hab\u00eda hecho al caer y con las espinas y bejucos. En todas partes ten\u00eda heridas: en la cara, en los brazos, en las manos, en las piernas.\u00a0 Todo su cuerpo estaba lleno de heridas, as\u00ed que pudo guardar todo.\u00a0 Por eso dicen que la gente de edad, de juicio pues, que tiene muchas arrugas y cicatrices, quiere decir que tiene muchas ideas e historias.\u00a0 O sea que sabe mucho.<\/p>\n Ya en otra vuelta les cuento lo que acordaron en esa asamblea primera que hubo en la Casa de los Seres, pero en \u00e9sta les digo lo que dijo la Ixmucan\u00e9: \u201cBueno, pues ya tenemos como quien dice un plan para enfrentar este problema que tenemos.\u00a0 Como apenas est\u00e1 naciendo el mundo y le estamos poniendo nombre a cada cosa o caso, seg\u00fan, para no confundirnos, a esto que hicimos le vamos a llamar \u201cen com\u00fan\u201d, porque todos participamos: unas dando unas ideas, otros proponiendo otras, y hay quien da la palabra y hay quien lleva el apunte de lo que se dice<\/em>\u201d.<\/p>\n Hubo un silencio primero.\u00a0 Pesado, fuerte era el silencio.\u00a0 Luego empez\u00f3 a escucharse que una aplaud\u00eda, luego otro, luego todos aplaudieron y se escuchaba que estaban muy contentos.\u00a0 Y no echaron baile porque no se ve\u00eda ni madres.\u00a0 Pero mucho re\u00edan porque hab\u00edan encontrado una nueva palabra que se llama \u201cen com\u00fan<\/em>\u201d, que quiere decir \u201cbuscar juntos el camino<\/em>\u201d.\u00a0 Y no fue que la inventaron los dioses primeros, los que nacieron el mundo, sino que lleg\u00f3 que fueron los hombres, mujeres, y otroas de ma\u00edz, que, en com\u00fan, lo encontraron la palabra, o sea, el camino.<\/p>\n -*-<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0 Ixmucan\u00e9 era la m\u00e1s sabedora de todos los dioses y, como fue la primera que lleg\u00f3 a la Casa de los Seres, ten\u00eda m\u00e1s heridas, por la ca\u00edda y por la carrera que hizo en el acahual, y as\u00ed qued\u00f3 marcada con esas cicatrices.\u00a0 \u201cArrugas\u201d y \u201ccicatrices\u201d, les nombraron.\u00a0 Desde entonces, las arrugas y las cicatrices representan la sabidur\u00eda.\u00a0 M\u00e1s arrugas y cicatrices, m\u00e1s saberes.\u00a0 Claro, en ese entonces no hab\u00eda redes sociales y nadie andaba usando maquillajes y modificando sus fotos con conocida aplicaci\u00f3n virtual.\u00a0 Y luego pasa que ves la foto del perfil y luego ves la realidad, y ya quieres salir corriendo.\u00a0 No, las arrugas y las cicatrices eran un orgullo y no cualquiera.\u00a0 Incluso los hombres y mujeres j\u00f3venes se pintaban arrugas y cicatrices, o de plano se met\u00edan al monte para que las espinas y bejucos les ara\u00f1aran la cara.\u00a0 Porque no val\u00eda qui\u00e9n m\u00e1s bonita o bonito, sino qui\u00e9n m\u00e1s sabedora o sabedor.\u00a0 En lugar de \u201cfollowers<\/em>\u201d y \u201clikes<\/em>\u201d se buscaba qui\u00e9n m\u00e1s arrugas y cicatrices.<\/p>\n Y ya.<\/p>\n -*-<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0 S\u00ed, yo tambi\u00e9n quisiera saber qu\u00e9 pas\u00f3 con la luz perdida.\u00a0 Tal vez luego, en otra posdata, lo vamos a saber.\u00a0 Por ahora, pues tenemos que aprender a caminar y vivir as\u00ed en la oscuridad.\u00a0 Ni modos.<\/p>\n Desde las monta\u00f1as del Sureste Mexicano.<\/p>\n El Capit\u00e1n.<\/p>\n Noviembre del 2023.\u00a0 40, 30, 20, 10 a\u00f1os despu\u00e9s.[:en]<\/p>\n Eighth Part: P.S. WHAT YOU HAVE TO READ TO KNOW WHAT IT\u2019S ABOUT.<\/strong><\/p>\n Legend has it that, in the times when time did not matter, rain and night covered the House of Beings. Then the power went out. Everything was darkness. Women, men and \u2018otroas\u2019 were stumbling and crashing with each other. For this reason, they argued and fought between brothers and neighbors. They didn\u2019t even recognize each other, even though they were family members and acquaintances, because it was very dark. They scolded each other a lot.<\/p>\n The first gods, those who created the world, were lazy, lying in their hammocks, telling jokes and stories. But all the noise coming from the House of Beings reached them. \u201cWhose noise is this?\u201d asked one. \u201cWho knows,\u201d said another. Ixmucan\u00e9, who was the mother goddess, said: \u201cLet\u2019s see what the noise is about,\u201d but when she got out of the hammock, she fell and her face landed on the ground and it looked like it was dented, that is, like it had cracks. Ixmucan\u00e9 got up from the ground and did not swear because swear words had not yet been invented. She dusted herself off. She raised her skirt a little and ran towards the House of Beings.<\/p>\n The gods looked at each other and said nothing, but they thought, \u201cAre we going to let a woman beat us?\u201d and they got down from their hammocks, but carefully, and ran to catch up with Ixmucan\u00e9. But it turns out that, since they had been lazy, they had not made or cleared path and there was a lot of bush. Pure \u2018Acahual\u2019, you see. There was an abundance of tzaw ch\u2019ix<\/strong> (thorns), dry branches, sharp grass (which is also called gezau h\u2019ak<\/strong>) and ch\u2019oox tz\u2019an<\/strong>, which is a vine with thorns. But there they went running and jumping as best they could and complaining on the way, those gods, because they were not going to allow a woman to beat them. They later arrived at the House of Beings, all scratched and dented on their faces and hands. But no one looked at them and noticed that they were all beaten up, because there was no light. That is why it is believed that the gods do not have wounds.<\/p>\n The gods didn\u2019t look at anything either. Everything was dark. Just by the sound you knew there were more people. \u201cAnd now<\/em>?\u201d the gods asked themselves. Ixmucan\u00e9 did not wonder anything, but remained thinking. The male gods were always very boastful and began to say that you have to go for ocote. Another said that they had to invent the the lamp. Another one said that had to gather a lot of fireflies. And so.<\/p>\n Ixmucan\u00e9 thought: \u201cWe have to replace the light. But to replace it, we have to find it. And to find it, we have to know where to look for it. And to know where to look for it, we just have to know what happened.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Ixmucan\u00e9 gathered the men, women and \u2018otroas\u2019 of corn. At that time there were only men, women and \u2018otroas\u2019 made out of corn, they came in many colors and everyone had their own way. There were no religions, no nations, no States, no political parties, nor everything that was born later as seeds of war. So, when Ixmucan\u00e9 said \u201ccome, little brothers and sisters,\u201d guided by her voice, all the men and women arrived, and \u2018othroas\u2019 too \u2013 because they did not feel excluded.<\/p>\n So they met in an assembly. They didn\u2019t look at each other because there was no light, but they could talk and listen to each other.<\/p>\n Ixmucan\u00e9 asked them \u201cWhat are we going to do?<\/em>\u201d The men, women and \u2018otroas\u2019 did not look at each other \u2013 because there was no light \u2013 but remained silent. Until a voice said \u201cWell, you tell us what we are going to do<\/em>.\u201d The applause was not seen, but it was clearly heard. Ixmucan\u00e9 laughed heartily and said, \u201cDo you think I know. We don\u2019t know as it is, but maybe gathered together, in an assembly and talking, suddenly some ideas emerge about what we are going to do.<\/em>\u00bb They were all silent, wondering what they were going to do.<\/p>\n The only noise that could be heard was the noise of the male gods who were fighting among themselves, saying where the hell was the \u2018ocote\u2019, and whether someone had remembered to create the fireflies, and whether it was not me, and whether that was up to I don\u2019t know who but he always plays dumb or acts like a duck, and someone asked what is a \u201cduck\u201d, because the ducks were not made yet. And so.<\/p>\n In the assembly they were already talking and proposing how to do it. First just a few voices, then more. Then they had to make a list in order to speak in turns and have someone write if there is an agreement. Since there was no light to write or read, there was only the spoken word, so they named Ixmucan\u00e9, for her to keep in her head everything that is said, and then talks about it.<\/p>\n Many ideas and words were said, and they no longer fit in his Ixmucan\u00e9 head. Then she began to keep them in her hair and her hair became long, that\u2019s why women have long hair. But then it wasn\u2019t enough either, although she adjusted her hair and that\u2019s when the \u201chair press\u201d was invented, which, as its name indicates, means \u201cgrab ideas.\u201d Ixmucan\u00e9\u2019s hair was already reaching the ground and they continued speaking ideas and words. Then Ixmucan\u00e9 began to keep her ideas in the wounds she had gotten when she fell and with the thorns and vines. She had wounds everywhere: on her face, on her arms, on her hands, on her legs. Her entire body was full of wounds, so she was able to save everything. That\u2019s why they say that old people, that is, sensible people, who have many wrinkles and scars, means that they have many ideas and stories. That is to say they know a lot.<\/p>\n In another turn I will tell you what they agreed on in that first assembly that took place in the House of Beings, but in this one I will tell you what Ixmucan\u00e9 said: \u201cWell, we already have, as it were, a plan to face this problem that we have. Since the world is just being born and we are giving a name to each thing, so as not to confuse ourselves, we are going to call this thing we did \u00abin common\u00bb, because we all participated: some giving some ideas, others proposing other ideas, and there are those who speak and there are those who keep notes of what is said.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n There was silence first. Heavy, strong was the silence. Then you could hear someone start to applaud, then another, then everyone applauded and you could hear that they were very happy. And they didn\u2019t dance because you could see nothing at all. But they laughed a lot because they had found a new word called \u201cin common,\u201d which means \u201cto seek the path together.\u201d And it was not that the first gods invented it, those who created the world, but it came to be that it was men, women, and \u2018otroas\u2019 made of corn, who, in common, found the word, that is, the way.<\/p>\n -*-<\/p>\n Ixmucan\u00e9 was the most knowledgeable of all the gods and, as she was the first to arrive at the House of Beings, she had more wounds, from the fall and from the race she did in the \u2018Acahual\u2019, and thus she was marked with those scars. \u201cWrinkles\u201d and \u201cscars,\u201d they were called. Since then, wrinkles and scars represent wisdom. More wrinkles and scars, more knowledge. Of course, back then there were no social networks and no one was wearing makeup and modifying their photos with a well-known virtual application. And then it happens that you see the profile photo and then you see reality, and you want to run away. No, the wrinkles and scars were a source of pride and not something anybody could have. Even young men and women painted wrinkles and scars, or simply went into the mountains so that the thorns and vines scratched their faces. Because it didn\u2019t matter who was prettier, but rather who was more knowledgeable. Instead of \u201cfollowers\u201d \u200b\u200band \u201clikes\u201d they looked for who had the most wrinkles and scars.<\/p>\n And that\u2019s it.<\/p>\n -*-<\/p>\n Yes, I would also like to know what happened to the lost light. Maybe later, in another postscript, we will know. For now, we have to learn to walk and live like this in the dark. There is no other way.<\/p>\n From the mountains of the Mexican southeast.<\/p>\n The Captain [:es] Octava Parte: P.D. QUE HAY QUE LEER PARA SABER DE QU\u00c9 TRATA. Noviembre del 2023. 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