I sit on a terrace in the sun, I ask for a coffee and I dedicate myself to seeing the bodies that pass by on the sidewalk. Actually, I only look at their heads, so there comes a time when the street is filled with floating heads. It’s overwhelming to see so many heads together. Some are about to collide with each other because it is a day of great commercial activity in this central street. After drinking my coffee, my head rises and joins the group of heads that go up and down the street, that enter and leave the bars, the shops, the portals. I try to imagine what is inside each of them, whether joy, whether despair, whether hope, whetherto multiplication table. Sometimes I go down the street reviewing the multiplication table because while I do that I don’t think about anything else. I don’t think about him rent agreement, from which I will lose without a doubt. I don’t think about Putin or nuclear weapons, I don’t wonder if I left the bathroom light on. The multiplication table is very liberating, but you have to know it.
I imagine a television debate in which one of these heads tells me:
–For you everything is very simple because you know the multiplication table.
“But I had to make the effort to learn it,” I reply. with the tone of those who say they have made themselves.
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Not only do I know the multiplication table. I know the Our Father and the Hail Mary and the list of the Gothic kings. I have plenty of resources to deal with the anxiety attacks provided by the news. The curious fact comes to mind that I smoked for many years after the doctor had forbidden me. How long will I continue to watch TV news that makes me sick? When will I get rid of them? Do all these heads I come across watch the news? Do they see them with the same anxiety that I see them with?
I just got into some department store and I’ve taken the escalator to do something. On the escalators, the floating sensation of the heads of my contemporaries is accentuated. It produces a certain uneasiness to see them move in the air. Seven times one is seven, seven times two is fourteen, and so on.