Cloud Atlas: The True-True….a hunger for more.

Sonmi-451:“My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
“Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.”

Meronym: Somethin’ preyin’ on you, Zachry?
Zachry: You really ain’t feary about meetin’ Old Georgie on the summit?
Meronym: I’m more scaresome ‘bout the weather than any Devil.
Zachry: You cogg he’s real? Who tripped the Fall, if not Old Georgie?
Meronym: True-true?
[Zachry just looks at her]
Meronym: The Old Uns.
Zachry: That’s just a rope o’smoke. Old Uns got the Smart. They mastered sick and seeds, they make miracles and fly across the sky.
Meronym: True. All true. But they got somethin’ else. A hunger in their hearts, a hunger that’s stronger than all their Smart.
Zachry: Hunger? For what?
Meronym: A hunger for more.

If you are one of those who saw the film Life of Pi and did not get it …. well … I do not recommend you see Cloud Atlas.
The far less you’ll understand. You’ll probably find yourself wondering how Tom Hanks and Halle Berry walk through time in various characters, and at the same time what is the meaning of a ship carrying slaves in 1849 and a few revolutionaries in Seoul in year 2144.

I am not an expert in cinematography, but I love art, and I can tell that Cloud Atlas is a piece of art.
The script is a gem, complex, challenging, full of unexpected twists and memorable lines.
The photography in the film plays an important role as well as the soundtrack, which is beautiful.

No doubt that special effects, breathtaking scenery and a group of excellent actors make this movie something special.
But what really leaves you satisfied at the end of the movie, is the message.

Everything is connected.
We are all connected.
Humanity, time, history, we are all bound to end in a magnificent musical work, which in each movement and melody, brings to the soul that rare feeling of endless wonder ….

We all want a better world.
But that better world begins and ends with ourselves, here and now.
Is that hunger to know more, to become better human beings, and be amazed at the creation and the universe around us ….

That is the true-true.

Acompáñame con un café.





(dedicado a la persona que llegó al blog con esta frase…)

“Fue el tiempo que pasaste con tu rosa lo que la hizo tan importante.” Antoine de Saint-Exupery.

Querido lector.

Claro que si, te acompaño con una cafecito no solo hoy, sino todas las noches que quieras.

Yo entiendo tu deseo, ¿cuantas veces no lo habré sentido yo?…

Es el deseo del solitario, del incomprendido, del que no sabe que hacer con las revoluciones de su cabeza.

Porque tu no quieres hablar por teléfono, ni quieres gastar tus dedos en mensajes de texto.

Tu quieres compañia.

Te cuento algo, según la Real Academia de la Lengua Española, una de las definiciones de acompañar es: “Participar en los sentimientos de alguien.”

Y esto no lo hace cualquiera.

Esto requiere entereza, amor y respeto.

Recuerda esto, aquellos que te acompañen de verdad, nunca te van a dejar.

En cuanto al café, ¿que te puedo decir?….me parece que al igual que yo, el café ha sido tu compañero desde hace mucho, mucho tiempo.

No te rindas, si algo he aprendido en mis andares por desiertos y montañas, es que al final no estamos solos.

Dios siempre va a encontrar la manera de abrazarte.

Y la compañia llega, cuando menos los esperas y desde los lugares mas lejanos a veces.

Y entre sorbo y sorbo de este delicioso café, te cuento algunas cosas.

Hoy termina un lluvioso mes de Julio.

He conocido a alguien de otro planeta. (en serio…)

Hace unos dias una niña decidió llamarme “blue”….

Y bueno, no te voy a decir que la vida es buena, pero si te puedo asegurar que si tratas tu de ser bueno, la vida te revelará secretos buenos.

Espero que hayas disfrutado el café y la compañia.

Ya sabes donde encontrarme.

It is simple.




“An epic simplicity” …Yann Martel.

A yellow rose.

A cup of coffee.

A fallen leaf on earth.

A cloudy morning.
The scent of clean clothes.
The taste of nostalgia.
The colors of melancholy.
An unexpected hug.
A smile that suddenly arrives.
Believe in what you believe.
Be strong.
Wait and not despair.
Not be understood.
Continue to to love.
Learning to live.

Being without fear.
Do not know.
Opening your arms.Being still.
You never forget the words.
You never forget love.

It is simple.
Life is immense.
Life is painful.

It is simple.

Try to live simply.

And then your heart will find solace.