38 OTHER ME

38 OTHER ME

A trillion of trillions of years later …

Another surprise was waiting for me in that trip, was by night. I was looking at the flattest desert that we were crossing, while the voluminous Emissary was sleeping his(her,your) dream similar to a sweet death. A tenuous light was flooding the landscape. So scanty that only it(he,she) was taking form on the things that it(he,she) was lighting, a tone less, of negritud absolute.
In this landscape I noticed something strange; a point of the thousands that were composing this plain seemed to move. Was it an effect of the wind? To the moment this point was advancing. I was after a few ruins and I saw the tour of this being in the night. I saw that his(her,your) path would happen(pass) near us. And I remained to observing it I commit an outrage.
The point to the minutes was a thin and long body that was going on to approximately twenty meters of the ruins where we were. His(her,your) advancing was slow and straight. Amazing, after years of being afraid of this meeting, it(he,she) was ad you carry of observing another human being. The immobile theory was becoming royal(real) and was breathing without noticing of being observed. It(he) was true, the others existed. The Thecnetos had given birth other men.
I thought of coming closer, but something in this figure was sailing inshore. It was not now his(her,your) similarity to me. It was his(her,your) existence itself what was startling me. A being saw, existing, anonymous and quietly, probably since it(he,she) was born. And this being was advancing without a route or direction(address) for the spherical loneliness of the last planet. I saw that it(he) was tense, his(her,your) arms were equal of thin in all his(her,your) length, his(her,your) legs were giving long and tired(tiring) strides, his(her,your) feet were almost thin tops on the soil, as if it(he,she) had an alone long and stiff finger on the one that was supported on having walked.
It(He,She) was exhaling a minimum and sadly to hoot that it froze the blood. Though this lament was weak, it was the only(unique) sound that was filling the immense space between(among) the desert and the not surrounding at all one. His(her,your) own(proper) existence seemed to myself to be frightening.
I trembled while saw it to happen(pass). It(he,she) was not coming towards us, it(he,she) went on to a few meters in his(her,your) slow one to walk and penetrated then far. As an indifferent comet that was happening(passing) in the distance from the ignored one and also indifferent star, and now it(he,she) was sinking towards the black turns of the universe.

He(She) was longing that it(he,she) was finishing soon of come this atrocious sound that it(he,she) was issuing(emitting), a sound that seemed to measure the depth of the space and that was delaying in vanishing.
Soon it was once again an immobile point in the landscape. A meeting had lived with another anonymous citizen of the modern humanity. This point already did not move and got lost in the negritud. I wished with the whole heart to exist a meeting like that was not even repeating itself.

But I felt also that it(he) was incorrect to feel it. Another fruit of the random, of the Thecnetos playing with our molecules they germinate. With dread and disgust I returned the perfect Emissary who was sleeping deeply. I went to bed together with him(it) looking at it, since(as,like) queriendo to communicate to him(her) with my thoughtfull(cautious) shed what had lived. The nearness of my body produced that the pulse of the unconscious Emissary was hastening imperceptibly and listen that his(her,your) breathing I exhale a species(kind) of panting and infantile requirement or claim, I did not know - it(he,she) could not know - that in his(her,your) abstract dreams there estimated anybody very seemed to my, not that a lukewarm inflexibility and swelling was affecting a part of his(her,your) unpolluted body.