Scene 1: The Initial Disconnection
In the reality of technology surrounding my existence, while cameras are constantly capturing me through my phone, I block the noise and light from that screen and dive into a deep sleep.
Scene 2: The Building and Unresolved Matters
Suddenly, I wake up, and the figures creating that structure where I am seem like those of an apartment complex. I’m sitting in front of someone who is searching for information on a computer. Firmly, I tell them that the person we are discussing no longer lives in that building and to look up their data for confirmation. They type the full name, and it turns out that person is no longer there, but there is an unresolved account with them. It becomes clear to me that this must be settled to close that chapter and let go of that person.
Scene 3: The Bathroom and Disorientation
In a time frame too quick to measure, I move into a large bathroom, as if it were in a hospital. I have an urgent need to urinate, but when I am completely naked in that bathroom, I question whether this is the real reality. My mind starts telling me that something is missing, something doesn’t fit, and it doesn’t make sense. I wonder within that space if these are just false steps from my mind. As I deliberate whether to act or not, time stretches, and voices from outside ask if I am okay and say they need to come in. Someone pushes the door. I finally urinate, but then I faint, feeling as if my soul leaves my body, and many people enter the bathroom trying to awaken it.
Scene 4: The Dance of Rebirth
I then appear as the main figure of a grand scene, wearing a fitted dress in the colors of the flag of my home country, Honduras. It seems that many people are waiting for me to perform a great dance show. I begin to create different shapes with my body, as if it were a deep ballet, and I become fully immersed in the sensation of being a dancer. I remain trapped in that feeling, then finish the dance, and all the people applaud.
Scene 5: The Theater and the Door to the Past
There is an exercise at the entrance of that grand theater, where people start covering their faces with plaster. The presence of the person I am currently seeing waits for me outside. But before reaching them, I realize that the streets outside resemble those of 19th-century Europe.
I see a man with orange-brown hair and a look of confusion in his eyes. I immediately recognize him: it is Vincent van Gogh. I hug him deeply and instinctively. The person behind him approaches and says, “We need to leave. What are you doing?” That’s when I wake up within my dream and speak to him, saying, “We are together in another life and reality, but let me be with him now.” The person looks at me with confusion, and I embark on a long journey with Vincent van Gogh. Everything begins to shift into a sky of blue and gray tones with a deep, open field. The place seems desolate, with very few houses and people. I walk alongside him, and immediately, in an effort that feels like he is trying to protect me from himself, he tells me he feels unwell in his mind. I take his arm and tell him that I am here with him and that everything will be okay. He says that feeling my presence heals him.
Scene 6: The River and Purity
We arrive at a final house, and I can hear the presence of other people. There is a river in the backyard, and I see Van Gogh bathing. He is naked but wearing undergarments, as if also washing his clothes while bathing. A child is also bathing in the river. Suddenly, I see the body I am inhabiting in that reality: a woman with light brown skin, long and thick hair, wearing a bikini. Her chest is exposed, and she holds a gaze of love and innocence while watching Van Gogh bathe.
Scene 7: The Sunflowers and Farewell
Suddenly, we go upstairs to dine, and then it seems to end. A field of sunflowers, still planted but dried, begins to sway in the wind. The entire scene blends into an impressionist painting, filled with vibrant yellows, browns, and muted greens. Vincent van Gogh takes my hand, and I tell him that I must leave, but that we will meet again soon. He looks at me with despair, unwilling to let me go. With complete certainty, I tell him that I will return and see him soon in Amsterdam. In the end, his gaze shifts from desolation to one of faith and hope.
Scene 8: Awakening and Reflection
I wake up to several calls from a friend inviting me for a walk in one of the city’s parks at 7 a.m.
I rush to the bathroom to get ready and look at myself in the mirror. Suddenly, I remember that I dreamed of Vincent van Gogh for the first time. A huge happiness fills my heart. I have admired his work and life since my preadolescence, and it is one of my dreams to visit one of his museums in Europe.
As I walked 4 kilometers through the park this morning, independently of my conversation with my friend, I asked myself these questions:
- To what extent do we have free will?
- How much of our life is controlled by destiny?
- Are we saving people and the world through love?
- What would have happened to Vincent van Gogh’s life if a woman had loved and cared for him?
- To what extent does modern society want us to believe that we are individual beings and must even be emotionally independent?
- Why is there so much fear in surrendering to love without expectations, without conditions, simply out of the care and desire to love and nurture another, even in the illness of their mind or in moments of existential doubt?
- If reincarnation is real, are we encountering people from our past lives in our current life?
- Perhaps when we feel a strong connection with someone, it is because they are not a stranger, but someone to whom we promised we would find again in another life.
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