Historias esquecidas no fondo do mar
- Alita (Alejandra Martínez)
“This is a story of many stories. Stories of places that were lost in oblivion and that today resurface again; stories of sunken ships; of fish that shine when you approach them and live in harmony with a child who no longer feels superior to animals, hence he has a head full of feathers…
1- The story begins in Carballo, yes, in the trunk of a tree in which there is a hidden map! This map has only a few coordinates and a name that says “Atlantidä”. In the place of the map, very big, beautiful and bohemian waves dance to the sound of the northeast wind. With marshes of special energy, fusion of peace and nature.
2- The boy with the tangled hair decided to wear his rod to discover the seabed while the bubbles tickle his feet.
He tries the luck of algae, that game, they say, depending on the seaweed you choose, your destiny will be one or the other, as everyone knows.
Perhaps he´d be touched by the seaweed of love, and there, in the forgotten Atlantic, he would find someone who would give him unconditional love!
3- He choose the darkest algae. That meant it would go very deep. He goes in little by little, believing that he won’t get to see anything!!
The boy had to find the oldest sunken ship on these coasts… and they were a few!!
Old people say that the waves looked like wolves. Hence the phrase “TO BE IN THE WOLF´S MOUTH!” that sailors use the days when the sea is the end of the world.
4- The bottom of this story is an endless worm! The deeper you dive, the more illuminated you are. It is very strange … in this beautiful place there is an energy generated by its own inhabitants as the purplish jellyfish (native species) to help him achieve the purpose of this trip.
Find the tribe´s elder. It only exudes wisdom and calm. His message reads as follows: “everything is connected to the universe, which is apparently a blue thread, pure blue, electrically crystalline”.
Now he would only have to find a way out, or an entrance, depending on where you look, and sew life with a needle. And close some doors in order to open other ones.
…that’s how this story runs like a river. Everyone can give it a new meaning. Everyone, with the same map, can find their own. So the world can beat again.
Pumpum-pumpum-pumpum!”
Alita
