A look back at the beginning...

Río Muchacho Addendum No.2

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAALLLL!!!

June 11, 2009 I was sitting in Hostal Coco Bongo with Larissa sorting through the masses of

photos in an environment filled with tropical music. Suddenly, the sound of gunfire through 

the wall shattered our nerves. Larissa and I packed up our bags and left quickly when we 

heard the second gun shot blast through the air. We thought our life was being threatened.  

Just as we turned the corner, we saw a crazy car drive and turn circles. Then we saw a series 

of cars. Then we realized that we were silly. A crowd of cars with the National Ecuadorian 

league started yelling out their car windows and blasting their horns. We captured the beginning

of what would be a celebration for Ecuador's victory over Argentina (2-0) in a soccer match that 

qualified them for a potential position in the World Cup 2010.

Addendum from Río Muchacho...

On Darkness by Larissa Montes *edited by Cesar

Sin electricidad no hay luz, sin las estrellas no hay luz, y sin la luna llena no hay ninguna esperanza de la luz.  Acostada en una cama que no era mia, debajo de un techo de madera, con ojos abiertos o cerrados la misma vista, la oscuridad.  Yo podía oir los sonidos de los arboles, los insectos, de mis companeros de cuarto, y tambien de la oscuridad.  Con todo los sonidos había un sonido mas fuerte, el sonido del silencio.  El silencio y la oscuridad son similares.  En un momento del silencio se puede escuchar la verdad que sale de una mirada fija o de un alma que quiere reventar por los suenos que tiene enterrados dentro de si.  En la oscuridad se puede ver la realidad con la claridad que esta cubierto , por los rayos del sol durante el dia, o con el susurro de palabras que se caen de una boca.  Los dos, la oscuridad y el silencio, tienen el poder de revelar los pensamientos que se mantienen en la mente cuando la luz deja ciego y el ruido deja sordo.

Without electricity there isn't light, without stars there isn't light, without the full moon there is not one hope for light.  Laying in a bed that isn't mine, underneath a wooden roof, with eyes open or closed, the same sight exists, the darkness.  I could hear the sounds of the trees, the insects, my roommates, but of the darkness too.  Out of all the sounds, there was one sound that was the strongest, the sound of silence.  The silence and the darkness are similar.  In one moment of silence you can hear the truth that exits out of a fixed gaze or out of a soul that wants to burst open its buried dreams.  In the darkness you can see reality with clarity that is usually covered by the rays of sunlight during the day, or with the whisper of words that fall from one's mouth.  Both, the darkness and silence, have the power to reveal the thoughts that you keep in your mind, when the light blinds you, and when the sound deafens you.

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