Bach
Ever since I learned what reflection and pondering were, I have been wondering why we are able to ask hard questions. And I think the only substantial answer I have deduced is this:
To discover our own boundaries and limits. To see how far we can push ourselves forward.
Why?
Because God is a narcissist and the fact that we do well makes him joyous; as if he needs it. ( That’s me avoiding admitting that I don’t know in front of my father and blaming him for being too perfect. )
And
Friends are a group of people who help one another to either unearth the mysteries of life in a collective collaborative manner or to reveal the secrets of the universe to each other by simply acting as a mirror and not a shadow.
I have always wondered, when Bach played Violin Sonata No. 1 in G Minor for the first time, how the world felt.
The solitude of the piece is deceiving because I am sure it wasn’t he alone but with his friends who extracted the essence of life.
Having friends is not something to take lightly in life. It is a blessing.
And those you waste time with and call friends are only time wasters who distract you from your designated destiny.
So how many friends do you have?
And finally, during hot midsummer nights of Graná, among known or unknown friends, when a night sweat snuggles with me during a restless night, I will acquaint my lips with mysterious red Rioja and twirl my fingers in the air in hope of floreo and tap my bare feet on the torrid floor. When I hear Olé, that is when the answer finally comes through.
Rymos
30/4/2026
Granada, España
La soledad de la pieza es engañosa, porque estoy seguro de que no fue él solo, sino junto a sus amigos quienes extrajeron la esencia de la vida.
Y aquellos con los que pierdes el tiempo y llamas amigos no son más que distractores que te alejan de tu destino designado.
30/4/2026
30/4/2026
Granada, España