Apathy ¨Cómic Book¨

EASA 2020_APATHY JoseMariaGonzalez_Spain

APATHY Is apathy really a feeling?

Could we believe that apathy is a raw feeling?

Apathy does not come, according to modern sociology, from a pure human feeling.

It is not an original feeling.

It arises from the cognitive evolution of men and their development as an individuals in society.

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In this collection, different mixtures of feelings and emotions associated with an apathetic attitude of humanity are presented through art, displayed in the shape of microcosms, and chrystalized in a comic book.

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There I was, hanging, not knowing from whom or where.

Suddenly everything went out.

And I saw his eyes.

At least I could understand the reason for my death.

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Every time it happened, which lately was very often, I felt as if only one part of my body was rotating on itself.

The other remained perennial, undisturbed.

And I would break.

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I would touch the ground, without even touching it, as if something were pulling me, but at the same time reflected in it, still, with a fixed gaze, eyes watering but a warm heart.

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Womb and death.

Struggle and desire.

Honey and bee.

Prior to what has been lived.

Never after what has been experienced.

The sky will freeze over.

And I will keep thinking.

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Astral travel.

Seconds of infarct.

To reach the climax seemed a mirage after those blows.

She held the cup without shaking.

Without spilling a single drop.

He opened the door one more day.

Or one day less.

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I always imagined that that wasn't her.

But I could never have imagined everything inside her.

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That day she overflowed.

And it flooded us all.

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Those eyes weren’t the same ones that judged me when we met.

That day, submissive, loyal, empathetic and translucent.

Today, ethereal, haughty, marble-like, impenetrable.

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And who was he?

Did you really know him?

Did you know what he was really hiding?

I thought I did.

Until I saw myself in his eyes and saw that I couldn't be more wrong.

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From above he looked at me, oblivious to what happened, like another Sunday.

Dictating sentences and forgiving sins.

After years I would only be one more, but my insides were falling apart right now.

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I felt constantly observed.

He seemed entitled to everything.

Even to enter my mind.

But what if I could see his?

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His lies believed.

His gobbledygook speeches.

The sleepy, domesticated people.

They all followed orders, even though he looked at them inside with lust and desire.

He had always been able to see their naked souls.

Literally

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Mental contact.

Going beyond.

The polarity of two unfruitful feelings.

The duality of two faces without a soul.

Vital indifference?

Maybe it's just regret.

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The nights went by.

The defeats were accumulating.

The timeline became more and more broken, and the only thing recognizable were the vices.

It was you.

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I saw his nose through the looking glass at the entrance.

Aquiline, as if it were winter.

Her clothes seemed to levitate on her skin.

The hair on my back hurt right away.

I didn’t know what to say when she opened her mouth.

I could never think about it again.

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And after that cocktail, we turned around.

We showed up in that wasteland.

Where I remembered by heart the number of trees and the smell of dirt and soot.

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He went around the car, taking off his seat belt.

I never would have expected that pang with the fork in my chest when he looked at me.

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And after those long days, where losing us came up short, everything came home.

Without the touch.

Without the affection.

Without the love.

Only with the loneliest solitude.

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The mixture of feelings that offers this collection of great works of humanity with others of contemporary artists generates an aura where it is explained to the apathy like that mixed feeling atemporal, inherent to the human being, developing in different political-historical contexts, but always present in the heart and the glance.

Jose Maria Gonzalez del Pozo Madrid, Spain EASA_SPAIN_2020

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