La Paz

Noise, smoke, noises, people and more people. Many people !!!!!Vocinas, shouting, cars, buses, vans, chaotic and dizzying movement.
La Paz




La Paz is a city situated at heights and in the same pot that forms, everything is cooked.




It appears to be so close to heaven, yet, the darkness of the underworld, which transpires on the streets and passages.You can feel, how close, the spiritual forces from the earth really are.
So close that sometimes it scares you.




Where the medicine and brugería occur in the same hand, with the same aim.
To heal.




In Bolivia all connected to everything else.therefore the energy that this country transmits is incredible.




It comes in a massive way. From the top it looks like an immense mass, a mass of concrete and brick, where its people live aside each other, immesrsed in its own chaos.






Grand and monumental, like all capitals.




Proud of its history.



Elengante.
But always, with its own style.




Warmth.




Although at times agitated. You have to stop in the midst of the chaos, to meet with the calm.




Then as usually it is said.




It is necessary to look in the interior.
To take a walk by its streets.
To know its people.




The streets are full of professionals.
Experts of their art.




Of wise hands, tanned per years of experience.




Teachers of its own. Educated in a knowledge, a legacy passed from father to son.




A city where it is not so easy to take off and fly.




Or where to make a project of life, it is not simple thing.




This brings extra sacrifice.




Not only is it the humiliation, and marginalization.
Also its the way with which some are treated.




Or having to lead a double life in a society that despises.It is even worse, that the people do not stop to know their history.
To look at them, from more deeply inside.




Sometimes, the indifference is worse.

Having to bow their heads while others rise, with a pride unearned.

Living at the feet of others, for a few coins to study.

Trying to remain anonymous. Thus, the life of shoe shiners.

For even in the years in which we live, work continues to be a means of discrimination, social distinsión and being dropped. All this is fed by the stupid belief that those who perform certain jobs are the scum of society. Forgotten and neglected to have a good conversation with educated people, with more studies and personality, which is the opposite.

So here lives La Paz, trying to keep order in its beautiful chaos.

Always in motion.