My "addiction" for peace green makes you go looking for a daily haven for my heart on any island plant located in this sea of \u200b\u200bcement that is Madrid.
may be the green area in my work,
where I take a snack 20 'walking and montadito 20' breathing consciously planted in the ground, feeling like
a living thing, before returning to plunge into the gray machinery production system that provides me the economic sustenance.
may also be that I snack on a tour of the Retiro, after immersion in the multiracial metropolitan
or Palomeras Linear Park;
the case is to enjoy the arrival of autumn with its colors and fruit,
despite the efforts of those responsible for the environmental area
and armored division, and start curbs, tree wells, benches and roads,
to sow grain and cement channels, not to water the trees but that the water falling on them and lead to the sewer.
They have had the ecological idea of \u200b\u200busing thousands of blocks of pine to protect the trunks of the trees dry,
its roots not in the jaws mechanically and end up debris.
polygamous At least the red bugs (Pyrrhocoris apterus) Palomeras Linear Park are happy and pleased by the care you have built for her nymphs, and
orgiastic not stop celebrating holidays with African aesthetics in his new townhouses.
Then there are those crazy short people
and living his second childhood, living in a rebel town as Asterix, continue to enjoy life through the rule of brick and cement, without paying too much attention to prohibitions.
ascend to the hills and see the lavender in bloom along the M40,
turn my head and see the Linear Park at bay by fencing
Palomeras
and invaded by public investments in the form heavy machinery
ditches and curbs.
I look at the horizon and a gray haze of pollution floating on a sea of \u200b\u200bcement, iron and brick.
Road a few meters and check job creation in the form of four American workers, an African and a Romanian, working on weekends.
I think about the waste of people's money in bank profits and poverty in the world "less developed."
attended the demonstration against poverty in front of banks (Cibeles a Sol), demanding that governments their promises.
There
people of all ages and social condition we protest against hunger and hypocrisy, in an atmosphere of light and shadow.
Without the support of the media or the political and ecclesiastical power, I will act in the neighborhood for world peace and nonviolence, which I heard in the neighborhood association. There
hear a child say, "This is fine, but in this neighborhood will not be possible." Why? Asked a woman working. "Because there are many thugs, even my school. " It seems we live in a thug world in which we see ourselves reflected in the debris left on dry land next to a concrete wall, which cruel metaphor of this civilization that is growing into chaos.
In order to seek peace back to green for my lungs and heart, for my bodymind, walking, now with aromas of wet earth, this Linear Park, with the fierce hope that the knowledge of oneself and the search harmony with nature is a popular idea that leads to a better world.