[00 ]"¿Who are you?"

Dime, ¿me has estado buscando?.

No te conozco, no me conoces, no nos conocemos. Y aún así, sigues leyendo los caracteres virtuales que he escrito para ti. ¿O acaso piensas que he escrito esto para mi propio ser?. Puede que eso sea cierto, pero yo quiero que estas palabras sean para ti.

¿Por qué son para ti? No lo se, no me importa, pero sé que tus ojos son quienes deben leer mis palabras y beber de mi conciencia.

Quiero que sepas que, dejando de lado al mundo, al ruido, al tacto y a la cordura, tu y yo, somos uno mismo. Somos dos entidades destinadas, destinadas a probar el fruto de …

Y ese fruto, tan importante, siempre es ignorado. Su dulce sabor, exquisito e irresistible, termina podrido, al borde del río. Cuando el fruto se pudra, será muy tarde. Espero que encuentres nuestro fruto, antes de que nuestro tiempo de comerlo se acabe.

¿Qué estaba diciendo?

Es verdad, quería saber si me estabas buscando. Yo te he buscado a ti, dentro de las flores, en las estrellas, en el profundo abismo ruidoso y en el reconfortante silencio. Te he buscado por todas partes. Y te he buscado, dentro de todas esas cosas, sin éxito. Porque quizás debí empezar buscando dentro de mi, dentro de mi mente, de mi tristeza, de mi amor, de mis lágrimas o de mi alma.

Desde que pude comprender que éramos uno mismo, busqué con más determinación. Busco tu vista, tu tacto, tu pensamiento, tu conciencia, tus palabras. Pero no puedo encontrarte, porque no sé quién eres.

Así que te lo pregunto...

¿Quién eres?.

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Tell me, have you been looking for me? 

I don't know you, you don't know me, we don't know each other. And yet, you continue reading the virtual characters I have written for you. Or do you think that I have written this for my own being? That may be true, but I want these words to be for you.

 Why are they for you? I don't know, I don't care, but I know that your eyes are the ones who must read my words and drink from my conscience.

 I want you to know that, leaving aside the world, noise, touch and sanity, you and I are one and the same. We are two entities destined, destined to taste the fruit of… And that fruit, so important, is always ignored. Its sweet flavor, exquisite and irresistible, ends up rotten, on the edge of the river. When the fruit rots, it will be too late. I hope you find our fruit, before our time to eat it is over. 

What was I telling you? 

Oh, it's true, I wanted to know if you were looking for me. I have looked for you, within the flowers, in the stars, in the deep noisy abyss and in the comforting one. I've looked for you everywhere. And I have looked for you, within all those things, without success. Because maybe I should have started searching inside myself, inside my mind, my sadness, my love, my tears or my soul. 

Since I could understand that we were one, I searched with more determination. I look for your sight, your touch, your thought, your conscience, your words. But I can't find you, because I don't know who you are. 

I must ask you then... 

Who are you?.

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