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Evoked experience
- Let’s go back a few seconds before I saw my neighbor’s face.
- The experience does not begin with an external perception.
- I walk along the pavement and see the street and the pedestrians, but in that precise moment my mind is not focused on the external world.
- The experience, from the moment I have chosen to cut out, begins with the image of my mother.
- It is the image of the first interaction I had with her that day.
- I have just put on a jacket, I turned around and there she is.
- Her eyes are big and bright, like a cat when, seeing a threat, is waiting for its first move.
- She sees me and, as anticipating to every move, says: “Good morning”.
- What is she afraid of?
- She fears I say first “hello”.
- That would be very painful for her.
- She says “Good morning” not as a greet, but as a sign of power.
- She doesn’t want to greet; she wants to greet first, and she does it with the violence of the worst human feelings.
- That is a frequent experience.
- That is my life all the mornings, so I had decided never to fight against her.
- I always wait for her greeting and then I respond friendly.
- His greeting is like the victory of a race whose opponent never was there, like the shoot of a cowboy to a disarmed opponent.
- I had just turned around and I was stroked by all her dominance.
- I know she is so, then it is not painful the most of the times.
- I prepare myself for the attack and it doesn’t hurt.
- But today I was unprepared.
- I just turned around and saw her.
- The constant drip of pain in the pit of the stomach turns into an injection of rage rising through my throat till my brain.
- I suppose when I was walking, I saw the current world, I don’t remember, but that injection of pain evoked in the subtlest way that experience with my mother.
- Then I said to myself: “I must live in the present moment”.
- I felt my breathing, felt the warm of the sun and the cold of the wind.
- I saw a seller of avocados, the dogs in the street, that woman in pajama at 11 o’ clock.
- I tried to remember the beautiful things of what I am and what I want to be.
- I imagined myself being a better human being in better material conditions.
- But the pain apprehended as rage remained.
- Then I see my neighbor’s face.
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