Movement

07/10/202307/10/2023 Nilson Lattari

The indifferent gold fish swims in an aquarium and performs its leagues under the sea. It doesn’t care about a human’s face that it is looking at it, and doesn’t care about the tears that slide down his face. How frequently do we hear the advice to find serenity in gazing at a confined fish within its glass enclosure? And does the fish feel the same?
The movement of waters doesn’t relax the viewer. It’s only a glance without sense, looking at an aquarium with an incarcerated fish’ that is sliding to anywhere without sense too.
If this prisoner were a bird singing a sad song to relax the ears and mind of a tyrant; how can this movement transmit calm and peace to people if it comes from a prison? The same prison that unfortunate people live in their lives when they look at the four glasses of a cage.
Could we imagine our world like a blue prison spinning in the firmament? At the same time this world is enslaved by a bright yellow light that supports it and can fulminate it when it wants or at the end of its life cycle. And after that, how could it exist?
Maybe a viewer far from here, in front of mirrors that reduce or increase distances, is copying down on a sheet of paper the effects of this phenomenon: a planet disappearing in a dark and amazing aquarium.
Does this movement affect us when we are observing buildings with illuminated windows like aquariums full of incarcerated human beings? Or when are they going to their homes and jobs like birds going to its nets and fishes swimming to the same places?
We look at prisoners who are living in prisons of metal and glass in order to chill us out. Everything in this world is movement. And every movement doesn’t care about our feelings. Maybe there is a sense within these prisons of metal, glass and cement. They were built for the pleasure of some people and this pleasure comes from the sadness of others.
The gold fish continues its journey going from one side to the other side. Maybe it is trying to find an exit to somewhere that it cannot imagine exists. The bird doesn’t stop its supposed funny song but its song expresses only sadness. The bird is trying to ask for help in finding fresh and infinite air again. Meanwhile, the gold fish doesn’t imagine that there is a place beyond its prison and it will never reach this place, and the bird will never see the limit of the horizon.
The lost glance looking at the movement of the gold fish and the ears listening to the sad song of the bird meet in a prison without sense. Because men manipulate these movements. And they know that there isn’t anything beyond their prisons. What’s uniting these prisoners is imagination and hope.
They wander in a place far away from their bodies. And they print an absent movement in their minds. But animals find glass walls and resistant bars and human beings find limits. Because there is fear when human beings try to imagine beyond their existence. And they can conclude that this movement is beyond the swimming of fishes and the songs of birds.