Nice words from Roy Galán about the hope of living

We have reached eight billion people on the planet.

So many human beings and it is so difficult for us to agree on the most basic.

In that you have to fight so that the needs of those who have less are covered.

In which equality is an urgency.

In that we cannot always do what we want.

That one’s own freedom has a limit and it is the pain or discomfort of others.

That existence has, or should have, a limit and that is respect for other existences.

In this video podcast you can listen to the beautiful voice of Roy Galán with phrases that reflect on the hope of living.

Whenever something incomprehensible happens.

That we do something “wrong”.

People say we deserve extinction as a species.

No, we do not deserve extinction.

Because there are also beautiful things.

It’s not just violence.

There is affection, there is joy, there is solidarity.
It is humanity and not the divine who can perform the miracle of the common.

In fact, staying here, now, continues to be an opportunity to do better at every moment.
It has to be because if not.
What do we continue for?
Because otherwise we would enter a nihilism in which nothing matters.
Total, what are we going to do if we go.
To dissapear.

Sometimes when life overwhelms me, when I feel anger or hatred.
I think of the brilliant crumb that we are suspended in the Universe.
I think about the distance there is.
In that we are specks of dust compared to the stars from which we came.
I think about the time that there is.
In that we last a thousandth of a second compared to what a mountain lasts.
I think about what is important.

If the problems are really problems.
Otherwise we can reach an understanding.
I think about the decision full of flowers that understanding supposes.
Hear.
Bet on the present even if we don’t know if there will be a future.
Leaving the world as we found it for those to come.
Even a little more hope.
We are eight billion.

And here we keep complaining because a person rejects us.
Because we get bored.
Because something doesn’t come out the first time.
Maybe everything is easier.
And it consisted of getting out of oneself a little more.
Take yourself less seriously.
To live with fewer commitments.

Let’s save the distances to avoid loneliness

Distance is not just a space that separates us.
It’s a state of mind.
A concrete feeling.

They made us think that in order to mature we had to distance ourselves.
Cut.
get away.
Yes, they made us believe that independence always meant being far away.

But who can care like that?
Nobody.
They told us the story that we don’t need to be taken care of.
That we have to be able by ourselves.

But they did not tell us about interdependence.
From the idea of ​​community.
Of the attachments that provide us with vital certainties.
Of the certainty necessary for existence.
Of help.

I think of this still photo that the confinement has taken.
Where has it been taken from us?
How many meters from the people we love.
I think about whether those meters have been built consciously.
Or if, on the contrary, it is the result of believing that growing always happens by insulting what is known.

Why do we want to demonstrate self-sufficiency if we later feel alone?
If then we cannot attend to what we call family.
Because if we wanted to.
It would take so much space to get there.
That by doing so the fact would have disappeared.
That it would be unfeasible to be.

Because our way of false independence makes it impossible for us to be.
Being there when you have to water a plant, when you stay here for a moment so I can do this.
Be there when he falls.
Be when the joys and sorrows.
Be.

Our conception of the world has taken away from us the possibility of being.
To break ties instead of adding.
And every time we feel that someone “depends” on us.
To run away, to delete and block.

We are afraid of commitment because committing means accepting that we are not omnipotent.
What without the others.
We can not.
That bonds and affections allow us to survive.
But being able to be continents we have become islands.
They compete with each other.

Today.
That we have to keep a social distance.
I think of all those people who are alone.
Because they got it into their heads that life had to be like this.
That to find your way you had to seem very tough.

I think of all the people who miss people.
When the world is full of them.
When we are billions.
I wonder if this can not be reversed in the future.

What if we will learn from this to do neighborhood.
To pick up all that extended rope.
To get together much more.
So that the other can see.
That he can really count on you.
Without excuses.

Without “I can’t”.
Because we will be closer.
And we’ll be able to share all those charges and fireworks.
that this planet
He will continue to provide us daily.

The voice of Roy Galán is a podcast by writer Roy Galán for Mentesana magazine. Listen and share it.

We have reached eight billion people on the planet.

So many human beings and it is so difficult for us to agree on the most basic.

In that you have to fight so that the needs of those who have less are covered.

In which equality is an urgency.

In that we cannot always do what we want.

That one’s own freedom has a limit and it is the pain or discomfort of others.

That existence has, or should have, a limit and that is respect for other existences.

Whenever something incomprehensible happens.

That we do something “wrong”.

People say we deserve extinction as a species.

No, we do not deserve extinction.

Because there are also beautiful things.

It’s not just violence.

There is affection, there is joy, there is solidarity.

It is humanity and not the divine who can perform the miracle of the common.

In fact, staying here, now, continues to be an opportunity to do better at every moment.

It has to be because if not.

What do we continue for?

Because otherwise we would enter a nihilism in which nothing matters.

Total, what are we going to do if we go.

To dissapear.

Sometimes when life overwhelms me, when I feel anger or hate.

I think of the brilliant crumb that we are suspended in the Universe.

I think about the distance there is.

In that we are specks of dust compared to the stars from which we came.

I think about the time that there is.

In that we last a thousandth of a second compared to what a mountain lasts.

I think about what is important.

If the problems are really problems.

Otherwise we can reach an understanding.

I think about the decision full of flowers that understanding supposes.

Hear.

Bet on the present even if we don’t know if there will be a future.

Leaving the world as we found it for those to come.

Even a little more hope.

We are eight billion.

And here we keep complaining because a person rejects us.

Because we get bored.

Because something doesn’t come out the first time.

Maybe everything is easier.

And it consisted of getting out of oneself a little more.

Take yourself less seriously.

To live with fewer commitments.