What we can't see
We're surrounded by universes we don't see. And what we do
not see is revealed, in some cases, showing a different reality, alien to our
real experiences.
My brother died in a car accident. That same day, I deducted
it later, he said goodbye to me in an enigmatic way. We were very close and had
had many experiences together, so when the accident happened I was devastated
and refused to see his corpse.
We shared a room and that same night something strange
happened. In the middle of the night I woke up, or thought I woke up, startled.
Someone was sleeping in his bed. I called him desperately and he turned around.
It was him. His face, disfigured by the accident, made me lose my mind. Now,
every night he comes to sleep in his bed, or I imagine he comes to sleep in his
bed, and I say good night to him.
Lo que no podemos ver
Estamos rodeados por universos que no vemos. Y lo que no
vemos se desvela, en algunos casos, mostrando una realidad distinta, ajena a
nuestras experiencias corrientes.
Mi hermano murió en un accidente de coche. Ese mismo día, lo
deduje después, se despidió de mí de una forma enigmática. Estábamos muy unidos
y habíamos vivido muchas experiencias juntos, así que cuando ocurrió el
accidente yo estaba desolado y me negué a ver su cadáver.
Compartíamos la habitación y esa misma noche ocurrió algo
extraño. En mitad de la noche me desperté, o creí despertarme, sobresaltado.
Alguien estaba durmiendo en su cama. Le llamé desesperadamente y se dio la
vuelta. Era él. Su cara desfigurada por
el accidente me hizo perder la razón. Ahora, todas las noches viene a dormir a
su cama, o imagino que viene a dormir a su cama, y yo le doy las buenas noches.
