Everything is provisional.
SEPT 2023 - MARCH 2024
Random notes
Experiences compose memories and memories play a resonating archive.
Void squatter
We keep looking for safe places
Beauty is a shelter
A person is a shelter
I’ve cooked soup for the ill
I bought it
Dónde hay vacío hay deseo? El vacío se define por el espacio que ocupa y desocupa.
No caemos de arriba abajo; somos atraídos de fuera hacia dentro. La Tierra nos succiona. No hay caída, hay succión.
I thought I was ready to leave
but
I didn’t get ready to let go
New stories will expand, reach a moment of glory and then collapse.
Who is ready? Am I ready?
A strength is to show vulnerability
Nothing exploded
Sufism
Catalan anarco-feminism
Kabbalah
Rojava
JANUARY 2024
Felicidad es sentir muchas cosas distintas al mismo tiempo: tristeza, nostalgia, seguridad, ilusión. Porque el hecho de sentirlas al mismo tiempo significa que nos permitimos hacerlo. A menudo avanzamos bloqueando pasados, dejándolos atrás, pero las memorias impregnan nuestro ser y es importante rellamarlas y pensarlas mientras la vida continua, tenerlas presentes en el presente. Así somos ricos y complejos.
2x0=0
2x1=2
2x2=4
2x3=6
2x4=8
2x5=10=1
2x6=12=3
2x7=14=5
2x8=16=7
2x9=18=9
OCTOBER 2023
Black Fires
A fire that has already burned but keeps burning.
![](https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/758654799976636f8e1344a0c485b118917827bc22e6fb993d93e6533363bd5b/IMG_0830.jpg)
AUGUST 2023
Camino de Santiago with my dad. 2nd day and his 76 bday
- Estem fins al gorro. De caminar.
I ara ens falta només que seguir.
Seguir fins arribar a l’Everest!
Escriu tu que ets poeta!
- Jo soc poeta?
- Home, tens més història que jo!
SEPTEMBER 2022
Rocks only dance when they are falling
WITH ZITO TSENG
Zito and I hicked Carros de Foc in September 2022
and had a near-to-death experience with unstable rocks we didn’t pay attention to
![](https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/34619c0166bcc2ffe2a9f5f8d9a4ce62a40c41697940587439422e4b3eb6d786/rockandstone_SCAN1.png)
![](https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/9f359f8da1bd25bc34be63fb4824482a89ba35a354286ef2879419957546ecae/rockandstone_SCAN2.png)
![](https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/1dbb7c5e0063fbb34b07e919dde2c77dcdf63062766182358cc77cddd036401f/rockandstone_SCAN3.png)
so we decided to become rocks.
![](https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/4942f52e1fd5ae9a51a9381375a78d255d52b6d25c6ed101e729c71516d25251/Zito-Tseng-Laia-Miret-Rock-and-Stone.jpg)
ZITO’S TEXT (TRANSLATED)
Losing control, falling down, in between sliding and floating.
Fear expanded infinitely within a moment.
Staring at the stones falling around me, I also became a stone, rolling down with them. Controlled by fear and adrenaline, my arms spread backwards like a pair of wings, intuitively grabbing anything I touched without thinking. How long had it passed? 1 second? 3 seconds? Longer? Or shorter? How far had I fallen? 3 meters? 5 meters? Or not that far away at all? When the fall finally stopped, I held no strength to look backwards. My whole body is as soft as if there's no bone inside me. As if I had already used up 15 minutes of strength in advance.
While those rocks fell to the bottom of the mountain, all I worried about was whether my friend would be worried about me.
I was a rock for a second, but nothing longer than that. The hands of a human desperately lifted my life upward while the stones desperately rolled downward. I thought I was a rock, for a second, but I am not.
How does a stone dance? How to dance like a stone? Laia said, "Stones only dance when they are falling”.
The fear of death is my essence of being a human, an animal. Can a human being dance like a stone? If one dances like a stone for too long, one would really become a stone. Within my 33 years of life, this was the moment I was closest to death, closest to losing control, giving up control, and closest to being a stone.
LAIA’S TEXT (TRANSLATED)