The Woods

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

“That was beautiful.” said Gabriel. “Did you write that?”

“No I didn’t. But you should know who did”, I said.

“Yes, yes, of course I know” said Gabriel.

“You just asked me if I wrote that.” I said, “It was Henry David Thoreau, by the way. Do you know him? One of the first anarchists in the USA? He refused to pay his taxes and went to jail because he was against the policies of the government at the time”

Gabriel stares at me with a little bit of anxiety for a while and then he said, “Speaking of taxes have you heard that…”

“Really?”, I said, “Are you going to move on just like that? Dude, you have got to learn you can’t be right all the time. Is it too hard to say for instance; ‘I voted for Bush. It was a lousy mistake but I learned the lesson and I certainly won’t do it again.’”

“Shut the fuck up! You know this is not true” he said.

“And what about that time in Reno when you…” I said but he just covered his ears and started to shout.

“You see?” I said. “That’s what I mean. That’s just a silly example, but the truth is that you can’t create the future in a mountain of denial. We all make mistakes. We all need someone else’s hand once in a while. You didn’t know that quote, who cares? I won’t think any less of you, my friend”

“Yes, I mean, I know… but it’s not like that. I thought you knew me better” said Gabriel grumpily.

“Do you even know you?” I asked him “The answer of that question is so big that it doesn’t matter if you know it yet. I’m still trying to figure it out in my own life. And it doesn’t matter anyways, you are not even real”

“What the hell are you talking about? He asked me.

“Frankly, you are just the product of my imagination. I missed so much the real Gabe that I have created you in my head and now I’m just having an imaginary conversation with you.” I said. “I do miss having these stupid arguments with you”

“Dude, that’s lame, you need to hook up pronto”

“¡Cállate! ... yeah, I know”

3 comentarios:

  1. Pablito,

    You rock my friend! :) The focal quote of this post truly IS beautiful! And I will admit, for your sake that I had no idea who first penned it:)

    Also, your blog is looking great man... it would seem you have almost no need for me in your life now :( At least I can still make a better drink then you, speaking of which we need to meet again soon! Love you brother!

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  2. Eres bastante creativo jaja, esto también es verídico? Un beso

    Marisol

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  3. Gracias por tus comments, no sabes como me alegran el día!

    La verdad este es una mezcla de varias conversaciones que tuvimos. Ah y hook up solo significa ligar, no te preocupes.

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