¿Quien Soy?
No soy lo que tengo. Soy lo que hago, pues sin nada he venido a este mundo. Sin nada me iré.
Sentía el frio y gotas de agua en mi cara mientras cruzaba aquel canal de Amsterdam. El ruido del puerto y los barcos se mezclaban con el sonar de las olas.
Por la noche, el mar era tan negro como el cielo. Al fondo la ciudad iluminada. Me quedaba absorto, pensando…
Pablo Iñigo Blasco – Septiembre 2005
¿Who am I?
I am not that I have. I am that I do, since I have come with nothing to this world. With nothing I will leave.
I felt cold and water drops on my face while I was crossing that Amsterdam’s channel. Harbor and boats’ noise merged with waves sounds.
In the night, the sea was as black as the heaven. In the back the lit up city. I was absorbed, thinking..
Thinking about the really important things, your people, they that love you, the good experiences, bad ones, do good to others.. rest of things… rest of things don’t matter
We have arrived. Where we go? – I don’t know but don’t make future plans. We don’t know what will happen tomorrow.
Pablo Iñigo Blasco – September 2005
