An entire underground network of mycelium, moss, fungi, and roots is her heart.
Size: 50 x 70 cm
Acrylic on canvas
2020
Thus, it has also happened with us, the Malhechos, for we have disintegrated and reintegrated with new configurations; we unite and separate from one another; we explode, move, change, flow, decompose. We constantly transform, as this is the only way to not perish, to continue being part of the Universe and its flow. Sometimes, we enter states of sleep, which we call ‘the dream state,’ where we have visions about what might happen in the future with our creations if we don’t take the necessary precautions, although they are not always enough.
The creation of the current Universe began with the destruction of our unity as beings. I myself dismembered to simultaneously awaken Camus, Malhecho of music, and Zanda, Malhecha of dance. Then, I did the same to awaken, in time, Genoxi, Malhecho of the air, Ram, Malhecha of the water, and Gou, Malhecho of fire. I awakened Millase, Malhecho of the earth, afterward to create life. They, in turn, had to spread their bodies through space and reassemble them repeatedly. This was the sacrifice we made to give way to this new cycle, where you are our most worked and risky creation.
Humans are the purest expression of love in this era, for they have the capacity to create and destroy.
However, there is a basic rule: creating takes much more time than destroying. It has always been this way. The balance created by the interactions between elements is weak, and there are disturbances that are irreversible. My mandate to you, if you wish to continue existing as a species, is: never destroy without first knowing what you are going to build with what you have destroyed.
This cycle, like all previous ones, began with me, Toga, the Malhecha of love. I awoke from a deep sleep and knew it was time to wake up and make the other Malhechos interact for the creation of a new world, a new Universe.
The first I awakened was Apintu, my closest companion. I had a brief conversation with him in which I told him I had the project of creating a world led by a species with the capacity to transcend several cycles, or even all the coming cycles, and to allow the species that accompany it to continue existing. Apintu looked at me, both interested and skeptical. My idea seemed good in theory but not very achievable in practice.
—»Remember that the only imperishable beings in the Universe are us, who have the ability to transform according to the circumstances, and that every creation of ours must have an end,» he objected.
—»Yes, I know. But I’m not thinking of these beings as immortal individuals but as a collective,» I replied.
—»But no being without the ability to invent can adapt to the changes of the Cosmos.»
—»Well, then we’ll have to give them that ability.»
—»I understand what you’re proposing, my dear Toga. However, remember that all creations eventually escape our control. This is what makes cycles come to an end. We set the rules and can guide the passage of different eras to a certain point. But in the end, everything depends on how our creations interact with the world we give them. If you give these beings the ability to invent, it’s possible that they might come up with an invention that destroys everything around them.»
—»It’s a risk that must be taken. We’ve been thinking about how to expand the duration of our creations across different cycles so that they won’t have to disappear every so often. While change is inevitable, maybe the ability to invent will give these creatures the possibility to adapt to the rules of the Cosmos.»
—»And have you had visions about this?»
—»Well, yes. According to what I saw in the dream state, the risk lies in these beings stopping to think about their survival as a species and only acting to satisfy their will as individuals. The ability to invent is tied to the awareness of being an individual or belonging to a group, which in itself is not bad, but it can lead to perversion and selfishness. It can also lead to arrogance and the desire to override the dynamics that allow their survival. Ultimately, everything depends on the path they choose.
Apintu remained silent, as if waiting for me to elaborate further on my response because he knew that if I had mentioned this project to him, it was because I needed his help, and he, as Malhecho of language, knew that sometimes silence could be as effective as words for interrogation. So I continued:
—»These beings will not have the ability to invent when they are born, as this would prevent them from developing values to use this ability properly. They will have to acquire it over the course of their lives and pass on their knowledge from generation to generation. This is where I need your help; I want you to give them the ability to communicate in different ways.»
—»Alright, my dear Toga. I’ll risk it with you. We will need the help of all the Malhechos to carry out such an idea, and it will take a long time because we first need to create the conditions for these beings to exist.»
—»Thank you. I knew I could count on you. I’m going to awaken our companions,» I told Apintu as a farewell before splitting in two and going in search of Camus and Zanda.
«If you give these beings the ability to invent, it is possible that they will come up with an invention that destroys everything around them.»
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