"Habitandome"

Self-Portrait 2

There are no more walls, things are not repetitive, my body is not a vessel, I am no longer suffocating. I breathe, I look, I touch myself, I find myself, I feel myself, it accompanies me. It accompanies me in my steps, with its hands it washes my face after feeling that pain which is no longer there, it is here with me, we feel each other, we touch each other, we transform. I am not alone, my mantra changes, I no longer have nightmares, now I inhabit myself.



Autorretrato 2

Ya no hay paredes, las cosas no son repetitivas, mi cuerpo no es una vasija, ya no estoy asfixiado. Respiro, miro, me toco, me encuentro, me siento, me acompaña. Me acompaña en mis pasos, con sus manos me lava la cara después de sentir ese dolor que ya no está, está acá conmigo, nos sentimos, nos tocamos, nos transformamos. No estoy solo, mi mantra cambia, ya no tengo pesadillas, ahora me habito.