Eduardo Stefani

During a beautiful party on a carioca winter night, between waiters serving champagne and the pleasant tinkles of glasses, I am alone for a few minutes so I decide to walk to the terrace. On the way, I pass some ladies with bright necklaces showing pictures to each other, about their travels around the world. On the other side, gentlemen looking concentrated on a small and nice portable computer, then they probably work with technology.

When I get to the terrace, I stand their with my glass, between sips, feeling the fresh air over my face. Effortlessly, I observe a constelation on the horizon, bright, with many disorganized lights and small color variations.

The difference is that there is life in that constelation, inteligent life, of people who are born, live and die. Sometimes die, even without waiting for it, in a quick and painless way. They do not know the cause, only live, with a small expectation and do not fear death, but fear life, which to them, is bitter and full of danger.

The beings who live in that constelation have experiencies which are hard to explain. There are curious and awkward situations, like reading looks. These people read the eyes of others and see silent prejudice, the pupil which dilates tells the entire truth which is systematically denied or forgotten.

The interesting thing is that parties are also happening in that constelation, however over there, there is the risk of being interrupted at any moment, by persons who represent the law or by persons who disrespect the law.

In the past there was a fear of an alien invasion, however today, there is some apprehension of beings from the constelation invading our world, through a pure revolt or some awareness about the situation they are living.

Everything is a celebration of ignorance, on one side by he who does not have the apropriate education and on the other side, by he who has everything, but contaminated by excessive radicalism, culminating in reactionary and impatient behavior. Sometimes I think they do not know that it is necessary to balance the forces in our world. We can not live alone and we are always influencing or being influenced.

After ten minutes have passed, I sense a sweet fragance enveloping the entire space. I am not a good connoisseur, but I think it is really embracing. I feel a light hand on my arm. When I turn, I see a pretty lady who calls me to the special moment of the party. With her nice eyes, I pay attention to see if she is looking with any prejudice. A few seconds later, I feel guilty, for how can a lady as beautiful as her behave like this. Between the flashing lights and the eyes of civilized beings, I enjoy the celebration, but I can not take the image of the constelation away.

[], Eduardo Stefani – 11/06/2005