Yesterday I went to the cinema and watched Alice. It was Mother's Day afternoon and I decided to stroll from my "home" to the movie theater. A 3-4km walk in one of the main avenues of this area in Sao Paulo. On my way I passed by a bunch of flowers stall where lots of people and cars gathered in search for the perfect red rose or bouquet for the mothers. On the street a crazy
I was walking on the sideways against the flow, seeing them passing by frenetic, tense, laughing, celebrating, worried... Walking... singing out loud some of the shuffled music of my Ipod...
The movie starts, only 5 people in the room. Alice is being taken to her engagement party (which she is not aware of until she gets there). Her mom is looking at her and saying how she should be wearing a corsage and socks under her dress. Alice says how she hates them. Her mom insists on how this is what is pretty. Alice replies, "Who gets to say what is pretty and right? What if wearing a cod fish on our heads was considered pretty?"
She is asked in marriage, in front of all the English society, by this man she does not comply with. She trembles...The signs and memories are there for her: the white rabbit, the blue catterpillar... She is scared... "I need some time". And far down the whole she falls...
In Wonderland she stretches up and down, too big, too small. She is doubted to be her. Says the wise catterpillar "You are not hardly Alice". There she is told she has a duty and a path to follow towards the White Castle. She deviates from the path, with her heart and passion, as she goes into the Red Castle. She is courageous and compassionate. The sword is back to where it belongs. Nobody else can slate the dragon. She cries. The catterpillar, as he transcends, say to here "Your tears will do nothing for you"
And champion she goes, backed up with all the white army and her friends to the chess board to fight the dragon. It is no easy, but she's not alone and war is set as the two enemies start - the dragon and the sword. She is just a channel. They battle hard. Until with one slate the dragon's head rolls down, step by step to the ground. This is it. All put down their guns. The guilty ones are punished. She is given the potion to go back up the whole.
Up from the whole she says "no" for what is supposed to be right and go... to the other side of the world, where no trade has ever been done before. Hairs flying free with the wind blowing and a blue butterfly on her shoulder.
And we, are we playing Alice in our lives? Is the clock ticking for time?
Valentine
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