TATTOO LAND AND SEA.
my poor heart in sand is an old sailor, which I affirm to have sailed for many years, all ports of America, having crossed many seas, but, I say, none like this where I have seen appear to be water and loved, where I have my home and most do not want me, on cliffs of the Caleta de los Pescadores de San Pedro de Cartagena. So just wanted to find out, knowing that I could ever again enjoy that which was mine, rest in these horizons as on a lap or lying on fine algae on the shore of the sea between rocks, sheltered from the song of the gulls, and seals rhythmic conversation with the applause of their winged arms funny. Here I have been able to discover the sea in all the enormous size of her demeanor, as I once saw many years ago, as I recall dimly, running on the edge of the water, exploring sea caves and chasing birds, so it was that I saw when Caicalvilú Being water presence was announced by the movement of his cloak, and preceded by his court of beings, when the entire unconsciousness of childhood, or aware, I do not know, during the earthquake of 1960 I ventured down the same cliffs and reach out and touch his cloak. I do not hurt a hair, then often as bird detached from happiness, even without reason or singing, or joy, I felt to myself and the sea water, for me only the universe. Now, I confess, I also intoxicated by the same banks, with the same color of foam and water tumbling from its heights as a tower wound, the sea rough getting out of his roots with a single blow, breaking space. Thus, prior data from the memory of the burning thirst that has robbed me. With my own blood stopped in his own storm, among reeds and lavender that grow from the stones, feeling that strength like a bull dividing my chest. Now as then caught the edge of the sea with their cry of a sudden, as the bow taut o el látigo violento.
He visto la bravura del mar cantando desde sus profundas cuencas, donde vive el Ser de las aguas y su corte, más abajo de lo explorado donde no existe ni tierra, ni aire, ni fuego, sino una materia que las contiene a todas, y ruta obligada a través de la cual no se puede navegar ni transitar. En la zona oscura del día y de la piedra, desde ahí el mar cuando nosotros apenas éramos semilla de materia sin memoria, donde el Ser de los símbolos tiene su reino, existiendo siempre, desde antes este Señor de los seres submarinos suele visitar la tierra que despierta con aventuras geológicas impredecibles. En este día inmediato a la luna llena de finales de febrero el Ser enseñó la expression of his strength, then to leave the waters in the seas of southern Chile to face my window under the high cliffs into the waters of the capital Santiago, straight up to the Andes mountains sacred. Here I have known the sea life defining. On the terrace of my home built in the rough stone on high rocks, I also lived full metaphysical tremor, I think, humility and awe inspiring peaceful. I have been protesting the mortal transfiguration to happiness that streak of human pain, lying hidden in the kisser of the Earth. As small omens, in these bluish end of the austral summer, the middle day working quietly, I heard some children playing with sea shells blowing imitating the roar of the waves in the storm, immediately I saw from the terrace of my home, over my head, purple clouds lapsing as large fish or large bird wings crossed without noise, the purple twilight. With dark night was that everything shook and the far horizon of the sea, silvery light of the moon full, the fishermen in their boats working their nets lit, did not know if I went to them or they came to us. My little fox-terrier and a strong Obama Lucrecia barking sea mixed with savage fury, when the arches, columns and channels beamed from the terrace where we took refuge, began to fly across from us, in any arena of life, so it seemed the moment when the sea throat singing heard sound and fury broke the terms of a hit, entering the water to be returned in waves and brief rude returned with what is found in the banks, stretching back in an instant with increasing physical strength and sound. The earthquake was one thing the sea and land, air, the terrace and we tattooing things into one, with no possibility of distinguishing one from another, as a beast muffled cry that is not responding. Unconscious, carried by the impression, from the terrace of my home with my dogs barking while hiding between my legs felt like rails sunk into the sand was then I noticed the court with their own senses of underwater beings be announced at sea, the Almighty Caicavilú water, whose mantle is the subject of whitewater walking through the neighborhoods of my town.
turned out that the sea left found its bottom, I would say that about a thousand yards from the edge of the cliffs was collected in itself revealing what was the first English ports in Chile wrapped in a bright orange flash on walls gnawed by water and the silver reflection of the moon on many buildings of white stone, huge blocks of marble that is undoubtedly the area, some fragments too large to be covered at a glance, if not pure stone polished by the friction of the water completely covered with fouling and emerald-green algae, short and thin as hair, with the sudden displacement of water were discovered careful architecture, which emphasized what it was like a theater stage highly polished stone, seemed like the esplanade of the main dock by its location between two large dams destroyed, located about five or six feet under water as the sea sand removed to flight shallow rocks from the cliffs. New ruins discovered as the sea receded and cleared the fog light in the deep jade unveiled and darker above. Discovered that black spot that used to spot hints at sea in clear day, are two huge stone blocks that advertised what it's like the dome of a perfectly round tower in the sand: it's true what they described our older buildings that are solid had swallowed the sea in the seventeenth century, a tower jutting dazzling size large enough to serve as a signal to ships far away it were, some are finely carved stone structures, now I understand that from my balcony was visible surrounding the sunken jetty port, I'd say a few hundred feet wide, and the outstanding number of arcades that part of what seems be part of the spring. And on the huge blocks of stone are visible toppled columns that look like silver, I do not know if the full moon reflected on the rock or mimic the texture of the mineral. Diviso beyond a set of columns that appear to be part of a single building, large fragments of carved stones, covered with a limestone deposit and moss like the rest, but perfectly recognizable by the long, perfectly round shape protruding in the green sand and blue of the sea floor. From my terrace to sea as those minutes left uncovered, it is obvious that the great monoliths polished and worn by water were carved in a particular way, as elements of a colossal building game, any way that I could see something that looks like a human or animal form carved in stone, surely have been unrecognizable to the action that takes and calcareous algae, exist vast areas covered with kelp particularly fine, seaweed and white coral. Just reached a spot forms in stone that I think amphorae, jugs, plates or dishes resemble other, and no doubt remains of pottery with handles very graceful curves outlined by the moonlight, all very clean for the protection of the sand has left them exposed. Along this coast there was no safe harbor, except that where before the English arrived and was built by the first Chileans who inhabited this area some 4000 years, of whom we know very little, except that it also built the clock Sunstone Santo Domingo to forty minutes at the edge of the cliff, before the nearby port of San Antonio, where he officially moved the main port after an earthquake that collapsed. I've seen emerging from the sand, sprouting from the rocks underwater, untouched, mesmerizing, briefly illuminated by the moonlight.
then with water again in waves of several meters, the tsunami was that the procession of Being Caicavilú sea appeared from the edge of my vision, emerging as a ghostly figure moving slowly, very straight: the appearance stems from the shadows and becomes visible in an instant, on what looked like a river of stones from the swirls across the waters, cross the court preceded by a large animal, the magnificent dragon, throwing fire striking his nose, elongated body with its large trunk, slightly elevated from the raging sea, with its large wing membranes so you can glide through the air flush with water. From time to time perfectly adapted to their well water quality, with four swimming fins transformed into limbs driven by them and with his tail, long and robust. It is a large animal like a dinosaur, but no more, but radiates a force that opens in its wake all wide. I feel that at sea, land or air there is no animal that can compete with it for food or living space or can destroy it. If anything, the men once every few generations has cast occasional glances from afar, without really knowing what it was that be fantastic. We saw it, her small head and exceptional long form has pointed black nose as deep as singularly large eyes bill, his long, powerful jaws bristling with teeth are long and pointed, with which you can shred all be even rock-hard shells of molluscs. Nothing, run and fly fast and quickly, so that is able to reach you chose to be devoured, regardless nature. Passed in the eddy currents concentrate was found especially for the large animal's ability to suck the water swirls around and vomit every few moments, with his tail frightening, scaly blue and emerald green oil, which dominates The Abbe sweeping and paving the way, high anger, the manes of wild algae. Amazed the first to lose life in his hands is more cruel than the snow and immediately. Leaving behind deserted beaches as start-ups. I saw the big animal in countries across the sea in front of my home but feel terrified of luck: I saw the dragon chair who led the procession with great agility and movements such as eel, raising his head and body part twenty yards in the air with a slight movement of their fins, starting from the height of my home about ten feet up on the highest cliffs. He left a red glow at night that suddenly dropped rosando the sea, leaving behind a large foaming wake, and have feet empty eddies, which transported the other undersea creatures that formed the entourage of Caicavilú.
Al quieted under the swirling waters in the wake of the dragon, for a moment as features in themselves, I thought that the sunlight reflected by the earth return to this remote region. When suddenly at that time of night the water sizzled, igniting flames threatening to reduce to ashes all the sea of \u200b\u200bfire burning itself appearance resembling hell. Burned water horrifying moment sparkles across the ocean spot under my deck and another one distant. Flaming runaway bodies of the same family as red tide, as lethal as she is. Because the sea of \u200b\u200bfire was lit in the water has its own life. The boats can travel a route often saw nothing exceptional in the next trip the boat is enveloped by fire: suddenly appreciate first the wake of the boat begins to glow with white light against the dark blue sea, suddenly gloss Wake increases and begins to sprout the deployment of emerging fires on both sides of the craft, leaping unexpected drop of water and splashing around with sparks that sometimes liquid flames are threatening to devour everything out of the water, causing panic exacerbated by eddies on fire, and although this is not true fire, are not harmless. Are living organisms that are driven by moving a long thin flagellum-shaped tail, they are very small, microscopic, but billions of them together produced flashes as horrifying as fire, bluish spark overlooking the sea a ghostly appearance created by living organisms. Fires are measured rotating 185 000 per microscopic creatures liter of water, seen performing together in thousands of cubic liters cause terror, issuing only the fire at night because the nature of the day the void but they were kept in total darkness all the time. Being aware of this biological clock so only used at night in the great procession to the fires of the sea, which ceased as suddenly as they appeared and were preceded by new eddies that are posed all sorts of monstrous beings and minor sea gods calling in the procession of horse-shaped fish, pork and calf, Gorgons, nymphs, and other unique forms, on the banks of a succession of eddies without further violence, predatory fish swam, his head, shape and size of a lion hairy, with four legs with webbed duck and the beaver or river, with its long tail also adorned hair at its end, big ears and body with fine scales that resembled golden soft skin. I saw the fish friar, not exceeding the size of an ordinary man with shaved head, smooth face that seemed remarkably similar to a person, even kindly, on his shoulders a monk of flaking cap announced two long thin blades seemed long arms, and the end of the body finished in a strong tail of a fish. Vi across a swarm of flying fish that I found silver birds from the reflection of the moon. I saw a herd of seals giving birth painful howling quiet in center of a whirlpool, while the silent males observed naturally located in the circle of living water. I saw large fish such as sea cows and fish steak with menacing horns and silver hoofs brighter than the hard scales covering their bodies in a whirlpool I saw a family of manatees, with small eyes, no tail fins replaced by force huge emerging from his shoulders, scales, a leathery skin, mouth like a bull, the back flat, very thick body, the female with two great tits, some breast-feeding their children, standing, recently birthed in the manner of land animals. Manatees was announced that appeared across spectral Caleuche, where sailing ship sorcerers, whose vision is such an impact that is said in these seas of southern Chile whoever dares to approach the ghost ship becomes and remains silent for the whole life with his mentally disturbed: for being a witch craft can move in instantly from one place to another and can navigate both on land and water underneath. As the building Caleuche magically transforms inconceivable and reaches speeds at will its structure, and at times seemed like a gigantic tree trunk or a black rock across the water, as resembling a sailboat beautiful illuminated with an intensity that overshadows even magic In light of the moon also hiding behind dark clouds crossing accompanying the appearance: it appears as a bright spot that is flashing, which gradually blurs its outlines vague to resemble a ship on fire, strange, ancient form of elongated hull loaded with three masts and sails of corroded phosphorescent on, waving the effect of strong wind blowing accompanying the boat, I could see a tower on the bow deck and a crew silhouettes of human forms indefinable but ordinary men and women wrapped in bright red as the heart of fire, amused themselves dancing to music that sounded intoxicating, which subjugates and magnetic charm attracts, both remained in my memory beyond changing the way the magic boat that disappeared when a great shadow covered everything in the middle of a strong smell of sulfur. When the lights go full moon to illuminate it all, he appeared in the middle of the clear to whom the clouds gave way, the Caleuche was gone, only his music bouncing off the rocks, which became glorious music flooding the air , who became a human voice sound like another world but in this world would sound heavenly.
was then that I saw a swirl of sirens who intoxicated with his sound trap, with its seductive singing voice and rhythmic background of the sea, creating a melody fantastic. Originally mortal women of extraordinary beauty, the sirens, you know, are punished by their parents sisters monarchs of a distant realm, those angry at them for not having defended, jealous, the most beautiful of her sisters raped by an angry hero in love, were punished and transformed into sea creatures half woman and half fish banished from his kingdom, seeking refuge since the rocky promontories between the islands of the sea, engaged in their anger at the gruesome task of attracting to the rocks working men the seas with his song killing them irresistible. Integrated to be cut from the seas, enchant with her singing sirens against which no defense. My dogs Lucrecia and Obama with their snouts firmly nailed his teeth gently on my legs disabling my walk and jump into the waters in response to his call seductive, with her torso, chest, arms and head of a woman, beautiful in the light of the full moon and reflections of the sea , arms and women turned their green silky long hair falling on his shoulders, and lower body simulated fish under water. Some mermaids playing with white dolphins and caressing with her eyes looking at those who remained in their own vortex, newts, condemned to never being able to love these false women who do not love dry heart to the gods or men, whether they like newts them, men of medium height waist also down with a fish, covered with hairs and without appreciable scale, his face wide-mouthed, small ear with bulging eyes of deep blackness, the fingers of his webbed hands that I noticed very well, because from time to time shot with their hands in the air sparks could be liquid finest food fishes still alive among the swirls perched crossing, while communicating each other with grunts that were placated by the sound of the sea and the seductive sirens still bouncing in the air I discovered that the procession was a dark figure of colossal dimensions subhuman animal as a fish sailing his enormous mass reaction with tentacles floating behind the body soft and slimy, repulsive, which at times took the form of swirl in his jaw protruding in a parrot's beak, and a look that struck me as sinister head with two enormous eyes, and neck-like tentacles snakes to capture and immobilize their victim with their cups full of electricity used to bond the boats and drag them into the bottomless sea floor, the great terror octopus with its tentacles longer than the mast of a ship, hidden in the underwater cliffs, who is close to its burrow is greeted with a deadly embrace, his head circumference many feet is comparable to an island rather than a living, I believe the greatest sea \u200b\u200bmonster entire Earth, where only the length of their eyes from my distance calculated on the terrace could be measured between ten and fifty meters of force so great that it passes the water ended up climbing to the highest point of the flooded villages of these South Seas, his likeness would associate with a colossal squid, red brick, drum-shaped eyes, with its ten tentacles reached to count and that at no time attempted to invade my terrace perhaps removed by the furious barking so loudly that my dog \u200b\u200bran him next to me on the terrace in a split second he turned all red from the reflection from the sea of \u200b\u200bblood that crossed the courtship, perhaps ink thrown by the giant octopus or blood that was indeed the first impression that immediately made me fear, because it was truly a sea of \u200b\u200bblood with his life crossing the swirling effect that encouraged the bloody color fluid loss, and countless others about him floating stiff confused with intact animals also died, recently drowned. It was a grim scene of bodies of horror, but did not bring the night air smell, but it emanated invisible vapors that caused itchy eyes and nose, and my throat burned from breathing the clear air bouncing swirling sea riotous blood of dead bodies that had seen only causing difficult breathing and coughing, the view seemed indignant divine warning of disastrous effect because choking with red pigment only poisoned secret of their chemistry, color where the poison that kills all living organisms that fall into their jaws and immediately starting with the oxygen consumption of the bodies, while choking on their toxins that affect the nervous system and deranged activity of muscles and membranes. The chemicals given off by the sea of \u200b\u200bblood is so strong that they can act on certain metals: no species or something that can not be decimated by this red tide, which, however, I must thank that crossed with a speed rush endless sea of \u200b\u200bhuge balls of the sea that the Lord often used to also acknowledge the powerful presence: they are spherical shapes, oval and cylindrical about twelve inches in diameter, millions of them, with a felt-like material, formed with seaweed fibers intertwined and very hard compact bone similar to but weaker than the stone, but generally very harmful, light green or dark, these forms of aquatic plants reproduce without seeds, growing branch in the water gardens of the Lord came in a whirlwind courtship covering whole of gigantic proportions foam threatening highlighting its circular shape about to shoot, As terrified. Then all the sea was visible from my balcony, between the meridians and parallels 71-73 32-33 south, became the single vortex remains horrific sea algae and waste in all shades of blue, filling the air with a nauseating stink of death as iodine and forgotten place in life: endless desolate wasteland with such intensity that even my dogs barking the energetic slowed his step. It is said that sailors trapped his ship in this sea of \u200b\u200bputrefaction decide to commit suicide before waiting for their fate to be trapped in it, from my terrace, as far as giving my view, in the heart of this pure death I saw what was true floating city in ruins, consisting of broken boats that prisoners of the mass of dead algae and sea vegetables, were slowly dragged into the vortex of swirling currents, there was not a single living being, pure devastation rest and invisible spectra populated marine sentenced to derive the circle where Time is stopped when the banks that arrived just at the very entrance of the creek of San Pedro fishermen under my roof, clear water was the scarcity of living organisms, the waters of a vivid blue color and warm, maybe if the effect of the other still had prior cross eddies between the rocks, with its strong smell salt excited by the shreds of plants and animals trapped in the banks that sail dragged through the circular currents of the magnificent stretch of sea that passed.
soon as he crossed the fear remains, was that fish came from the sky rain that covered everything in an instant that we were forced to take refuge in the middle of the terrace roof, then hurry, once crossed the phenomenon , to throw out to sea a large quantity of fish of all sizes without being either too large: it was trying to find three feet of fish that littered the floor when I saw that Obama, as he could, and the strong Lucretia clutched in their mouths some of them and let them gently on the roof, so it did, choosing, in haste, and smooth sawfish he saw, whose taste is all my pleasure, my impression work slowed, leaving them safe from the copious shower that accompanied the fact announced by the sudden look strange, indefinable, which acquired the sky and our whole universe lit by the huge full moon , which had awakened me wonder but drove away the fear, perhaps because the logic of food rescue, after the successive events that occurred this evening sunset, and also slowed, in part, I think now, the impression of seeing brutal beings accompanying Being in the water, then the court find that crossed the Pincoya, Chileans know from childhood, was sitting on a rock that grew the center of a whirlwind, in whose waters countless goldfish swimming round, as long silky hair of the goddess of fertility marina: it depends on the abundance or scarcity of seafood on the beaches and fish in the seas South: wearing a beautiful gown of kelp leaves and complete their attire huiro a belt of almost transparent in the light of the full moon shines like gold. As a female is beautiful, sexy and so attractive that even the fish at times stop his swim against the force of the whirlpool, contemplating to stay. Drive a powerful energy and involves a reflection that looks like fireflies or a drizzle of tinsel married. Combing her golden hair covering her shoulders very quiet with a comb of pearl, outside the troubled world around him, so that gives peace to the beholder: going back to the coast facing the sea horizon, I thought it was a sign that the abundance of seafood and fish bless the coast after any disaster occurred. In a supreme moment, the Pincoya raised her delicate hands to heaven and shakes hands gently playing with the position of the stars who changed their position at will, wonder, watching the sky guided by his action, and when I looked at she was gone.
finally closing the procession which announces Caicavilú Being the creatures of the sea crossing was that I saw the big snake white black head with a superb diamond horn sprouting from his forehead, in the seas of southern Chile known as Tentenvilú, who not only lives in water, but can venture on land deep into the earth, with its speed as lightning, with big nose that fits comfortably in your mouth a man on horseback, and a superb horn sprouting from his forehead. Those who have seen say their three-day pass, I say that crossed here in three minutes, during which Obama and Lucretia my dogs immediately quieted the angry barking and stopping their ears were put on alert attitude, watching, waiting my orders. As a boy he had also seen the great white snake attacking a whale, which, after fierce battle that lasted a few moments, I managed to catch and swallow in its jaws. Then, from my terrace I found sometimes that happens your body spotted emerging from the waters like a big ship, with its other hundred feet long and six in thickness. With his eyes a light green, almost white, with black pupils and vertical. With its barrel without fins or legs of any sort. Tentenvilú appears emit a warning hiss, ripples moving through your body upright reptile, which some confuse with round humps, for his habit of chasing boats, barges raising and forming erect form a kind of gigantic spine, sweeping fishers, devouring, when, as a precaution, have not driven a black-handled knife in the mainmast of the ship, or crossed themselves and prayed. The impression was horrible, suddenly the great serpent quickly came straight to where we were and when it seemed that we were going to swallow, he disappeared into the cliffs below the terrace where we were, they immediately climbed several feet.
Only then was to cross the Lord of the creatures of the sea: Caicavilú, whose appearance came with the horrible tsunami, when the waves engulfed even the swirls, but whose height did not hurt us or residents of the Cove did not reach the height at which we raised Tentenvilú, his habit of making true if you wish to protect animals and men who are in danger of being engulfed by Caicavilú, who was traveling in his chariot seahorses that have the size and shape of sea horses, perhaps finer lines, if possible, with their bronze helmets and heavy mane graceful flight with quick flush of water, the Being who rules over all waters sweet and salty, they are one water flowing beneath the earth and sustain it: why should water earthquakes because encircles the world and shakes the earth. Caicavilú Lord, I saw and blinded to now one of my eyes, is shaped like a fish with human like body, with head two arms and two legs all armored scales, erect symmetrical body, aesthetic, closely identified with oneself, like a reflection in the mirror the same waters. With his golden trident, a weapon similar to tuna fishermen, was that I saw the tattoo that the Lord was creating, while the level was rising cycle of water as if the sea swell from time to time, at intervals unleashed the rhythmic breathing of the earth, resembling a giant all living animals, imperious, unsympathetic. It's true what they say those who claim that descend from the same Caicavilú the Lord of waters that can flood the earth angry for having left the man to live in dry, although there were countless things that remained in his kingdom so that the inventory of marine life that exist not only to be completed, but never completed. Being next to cross the waters receded and the sea became calm. The truth must be lived to be said, looked into the eyes of my dogs Lucrecia Obama and I watched his eyes keenly and felt they were telling me in his eyes, the God who dwells within us is the God who dwells in you and all and is the God who dwells in the Lord of waters has tattooed on land and sea.
© Waldemar Verdugo Fuentes. Chilean writer
