165. METAMORPHOSIS
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" ¡Amo la fiesta!"
"I Love partying!"
Fecha: 7/10/22
Explicación / Explanation:
¡Lo importante es la fiesta!
Porque lo que nos juntaba, no eran lazos fraternales ni votos de lealtad, sino la música y las ganas de juerga.
Y teniendo la posibilidad de poder hacer amigos, ¿para qué malgastar el tiempo buscando enemigos con los que pelear en tu tiempo libre?
¿Qué sentido tenia tomarse algo de forma personal?, ¿ qué importancia tenía si fulano había ofendido a fulanito porque había hecho o dicho tal cosa?
¡Ni que estuviésemos condenados a convivir o a vernos las caras a diario!
Que yo supiese, el único vínculo que merecía la pena conservar era el amor por la fiesta de la que todos éramos partícipes, ¡y cuanta más gente, mejor, porque así habría más eventos!
Es cierto que, por lo general, más vale calidad que cantidad. Pero, en este caso, más gente significa más posibilidades de diversión...¡y nadie tiene la obligación de relacionarse con todos!
En lo que a mí respecta, me conformaba con poder salir, aunque fuese de vez en cuando, ¡e ir por ahí derrochando oxitocina, mi hormona favorita!
(Supongo que ella es la responsable de que me alegre de ver a todo el mundo, ¡incluso a los que parece que no se alegren de verme, y a los que saludo de todos modos, ¡porque en el momento de verlos, siempre se me olvida!)
¡Pocas cosas habrá que me gusten más que llegar a un local y encontrarme con un montón rostros conocidos!
¡Con tanto beso y abrazo, parece una boda!, ¡y siempre sabes que lo mejor viene después!...
No tiene precio ese momento en el que la fiesta alcanza su punto más álgido y te encuentras ahí, en medio de una pista de baile rodeada de gente dándolo todo.
¡Qué subidón!, ¡menuda orgía de energía!, ¡no me la perdería por nada!
Y si hablamos del casting de personajes, !insuperable! Cada uno en su burbuja, con sus pintas y bailes, sin entorpecer la coreografía de nadie, y bailando con todos como si no hubiese mañana...
Y después del clímax, (que por suerte, nada que ver con la película de Gaspar Noé), el desenlace inevitable...
Se encienden las luces, se acaba la música, ohhhhh, aplausos, cierre del local, despedidas, charlas, más charlas, más besos, más abrazos, muchos "ojalá nos veamos pronto"... Y en cuanto te descuidas, ya estás metido en el coche de camino a casa, y a apechugar con la resaca, que puede durar hasta el martes...¡y vuelta a la rutina de todos los días!
A veces pienso...¡Qué pena el día en el que el cuerpo no esté para tantos trotes!, ¿qué será de nosotros, entonces?
Sea como sea, algo me dice que nunca seremos los típicos ancianos, que se montan en un autobus del Imserso para ir a comer paella a Benidorm.
¡La de veces que me habré reído imaginándome esa escena! Porque siempre que lo hago, me digo: Al paso que vamos, se nos va pasar el arroz...
¡ Y da igual, porque tendremos un montón de buenos momentos que recordar! (Eso, si no acabamos todos desmemoriados)
¡Qué suerte que todavía estemos a tiempo de crearnos unos pocos más!
En lo que a mí respecta, espero que la neutralidad se ponga de moda y que reine la paz, porque mientras el cuerpo aguante, seguiré disfrutando del mundo de la noche, donde mi misión no es otra que la de divertirme a toda costa.
-Bueno, ¡aquí paz y después gloria!-exclamé tan pronto vislumbré la lección que se escondía tras la sensación de incertidumbre que me había llevado a recapitular sobre mi vida social nocturna....
Lo primero que comprendí era que debía cesar de recapitular acerca de estupideces, ¡y mucho menos un martes, después de una fiesta!
Lo segundo, recordé que cada uno se lo monta como puede, es como es, y por tanto, libre de adoptar el rol que más le plazca.
Lo tercero, entendí que el modo en que otros se expresen, no tiene por qué afectar a mi modus operandi, ¡porque no estoy diseñada para moverme entre la gente como si fuese caminando sobre cáscaras de huevo!
En cuanto a los que pudiesen no mirarme con buenos ojos o deseasen tenerme como enemiga, lo único que podía desearles era mucha paciencia...
Para ellos el odio, que yo me quedo con la Gloria, ¡que sabe de un montón de gente maja e interesante, conocida y por conocer!
Y para casos de emergencia, me basta con saber que siempre puedo echar mano del mejor antídoto: sentido del humor... Mientras me quede, no creo que haya mal de enojo o mal de ojo que pueda afectarme...(Espero no decepcionarme, porque también sé que no soy de las que se ríen dos veces cuando le cuentan el mismo chiste malo.)
Y en cuarto lugar, lo mejor de todo. Comprendí algo nuevo que no había tenido en cuenta hasta el momento...
Podía darme permiso para ser tan incongruente como me diese la gana, ¡y no pasaba nada!
¡Qué liberación la que sentí cuando me percaté de que no necesitaba definir mis acciones como correctas o incorrectas en función de lo coherentes que me pareciesen! Al final, lo único que contaba eran los resultados que obtuviese...
¡Mejor comportarse de manera absurda en pos de la paz, que obrar de forma coherente y desenterrar el hacha de guerra!
Total, en lo que respecta a mi vida social nocturna, sólo tengo un objetivo que cumplir y un deseo:
Bailar siempre como si fuese la primera vez, ¡y que continúe la fiesta!
"Nosotros" Marzo 2024
Explanation:
Why all the fuss if, in the end, what really united us all were not fraternal bonds or vows of loyalty, but music and the desire to party?
And, having the possibility of making friends, what would anyone want to make enemies in their free time for?
In my opinion, the solution was as simple as putting our love for partying above everything else and recognize that the more people, the better, because that makes the organization of more and more events possible!
We usually prefer quality to quantity, indeed. But, in this case, I believe that more people equals to more possibilities to have fun our way!
The more of us there were, the better, because the more events would be organised and the more possibilities we would have to have fun in our own way!
What mattered most to me was to be able to go out, even if only once in a while, and to enjoy the oxytocin that makes me feel glad to see everybody, and even those who don't seem to be happy to see me, and whom I usually say hello to because I never remember!
The truth is, there are few things I like as much as arriving at a place and finding a bunch of acquaintances!
With so many kisses and hugs, it's like a wedding! And you know that then comes the best part...The moment when the party reaches its peak and you find yourself in the middle of a dance floor surrounded by people giving their all.
What a rush!, what an orgy of energy!, I wouldn't miss it for anything!
And as for the casting of the characters, unbeatable! Everyone in their own bubble, with their own clothes and dances, without getting in the way of anyone's choreography, and dancing with everyone as if there was no tomorrow!
And after the climax (which, fortunately, never ends like Gaspar Noé's film), the inevitable denouement...
The lights come on, the music ends, ohhhhhh!, applause, the nightclub closes, farewells, chats, more chats, more kisses, more hugs, many "I hope to see you soon". And then, everyone home, to deal with the hangover, which can last until Tuesday... and back to the damn daily routine!
Sometimes I think... What a pity if the day comes when the body is not up to so much, what will become of us, then?
And be that as it may, I don't see us as the typical old people on an Imserso bus who are taken to eat paella in Benidorm.
I've imagined such a scene and I have laughed so many times! At the pace we go, when the time comes that we are willing to do so, we are likely to be dead...
In any case, we'll have many good times to remember (that is, if we don't all end up forgetting).
That's why I sometimes say to myself.
-May peace reign, may neutrality come into fashion, and there may not be anything at night life so important for us as having fun at all costs!
-Well, and that is all!- I said to myself as soon as I discovered the lesson behind the initial bewilderment that had led me to recapitulate about my social night life....
Firstly, that I had to stop recapitulating about nonsense, especially on Tuesday and after a party!
Secondly, to accept that everyone does what they can, according to the way they are, and they are free to adopt the role they like best!
Thirdly, that the way others express themselves doesn't necessarily has to change my modus operandi, which has nothing to do with me moving among people as if I were walking on eggshells.
And to anyone who doesn't look kindly on me or seeks me out as an enemy, all I can wish him or her is a lot of patience...
If they choose hate, I choose glory!
Besides, there are many nice people I can focus on. And, in case of emergency, I have the best antidote: sense of humour... I believe that, as long as it lasts, there is no evil of anger or evil eye that can affect me (There's chance that it fails, so I hope no one tells me the same joke twice).
And fourthly and lastly, something I didn't know.... I realized I could give myself permission to be as incongruous as I pleased!
I no longer needed to define my reactions as right or wrong according to how consistent or inconsistent they would seem to me... From that day on, instead of judging myself, I could evaluate my reactions according to the results I got...
Better to behave absurdly and keep the peace than to act coherently and dig up the hatchet!
Anyway, as for my social night life I only have one goal and one wish:
Always dance as if it were the first time, and keep the party going!
What a rush!, what an orgy of energy!, I wouldn't miss it for anything!
And as for the casting of the characters, unbeatable! Everyone in their own bubble, with their own clothes and dances, without getting in the way of anyone's choreography, and dancing with everyone as if there was no tomorrow!
And after the climax (which, fortunately, never ends like Gaspar Noé's film), the inevitable denouement...
The lights come on, the music ends, ohhhhhh!, applause, the nightclub closes, farewells, chats, more chats, more kisses, more hugs, many "I hope to see you soon". And then, everyone home, to deal with the hangover, which can last until Tuesday... and back to the damn daily routine!
Sometimes I think... What a pity if the day comes when the body is not up to so much, what will become of us, then?
And be that as it may, I don't see us as the typical old people on an Imserso bus who are taken to eat paella in Benidorm.
I've imagined such a scene and I have laughed so many times! At the pace we go, when the time comes that we are willing to do so, we are likely to be dead...
In any case, we'll have many good times to remember (that is, if we don't all end up forgetting).
That's why I sometimes say to myself.
-May peace reign, may neutrality come into fashion, and there may not be anything at night life so important for us as having fun at all costs!
-Well, and that is all!- I said to myself as soon as I discovered the lesson behind the initial bewilderment that had led me to recapitulate about my social night life....
Firstly, that I had to stop recapitulating about nonsense, especially on Tuesday and after a party!
Secondly, to accept that everyone does what they can, according to the way they are, and they are free to adopt the role they like best!
Thirdly, that the way others express themselves doesn't necessarily has to change my modus operandi, which has nothing to do with me moving among people as if I were walking on eggshells.
And to anyone who doesn't look kindly on me or seeks me out as an enemy, all I can wish him or her is a lot of patience...
If they choose hate, I choose glory!
Besides, there are many nice people I can focus on. And, in case of emergency, I have the best antidote: sense of humour... I believe that, as long as it lasts, there is no evil of anger or evil eye that can affect me (There's chance that it fails, so I hope no one tells me the same joke twice).
And fourthly and lastly, something I didn't know.... I realized I could give myself permission to be as incongruous as I pleased!
I no longer needed to define my reactions as right or wrong according to how consistent or inconsistent they would seem to me... From that day on, instead of judging myself, I could evaluate my reactions according to the results I got...
Better to behave absurdly and keep the peace than to act coherently and dig up the hatchet!
Anyway, as for my social night life I only have one goal and one wish:
Always dance as if it were the first time, and keep the party going!
Gesaffelstein / Hate or Glory
CLIMAX de Gaspar Noé- Traíler
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