Baby Fish River – Chapter Two

Baby Fish RiverAs he born –


I had a good life at this time …. A good house , my library with almost one thousand titles,  a garden and a special fireplace…. Beautiful and so huge as a in castle place…. I don’t know why i always loved the fireplace i think it is cozy…. As i never had someone by my side…. Yes i was  a solitaire man. A scientist and a observer of life and people. Taking my notes all the chance i had. For what? I don’t know. Maybe to be here, writing again.

I  cant give  more  details   about the time or the real place, where we lived , the real names, the city… because some peoples still are alive.  I hope you understand…. All you have to know is was a long time ago and in a place without resources as we know on this times …. Farmers and home maid and kids playing in that dusted road.

I’ve heard about my neighbor pregnancy …. People talk about that on the old gas station a bar open all night long. The  only place to talk, find friends and drink a  good local beer to  refresh for the sun…  They said She was expecting 3 or 4 babies …. The doctor  had heard the characteristic  sound of four heart  and affirmed…Yes they are four…

I knew her… When she passed in front my farmer  riding a horse every day as crazy woman as a Amazon…. With leathers, hat and a big smile freely  to all to see as  she were a man…

Well,  the last two months  i did not see her anymore and i thought was because she is  on  at advancing stage.. by this days at the end or at the new beginning.  Anyway i did not care…. I was  an intruder, a traveler an observer  just that… Never interfering just observing… I was a scientist a searcher for news species …. That give me pleasure!  The study, how  the social implications of a new species or the cause of their destruction impairs the environment . How can i  fix it…. I was a man trying to define  and why not to say bring a certain balance at this land and i worked very hard during all my life with my research …. But there again, it is not important….

What its important to say that was a place very very strange. A place where some families were  very religious and they had unfounded and irrational superstition….. Was very common to see in each ranch a traditional and old tree… In the front of the yard….

the more oldest the tree the more important the family and respected  they were.. I am not mentioned about money although all the families there were  wealthy. No, what really mattered was the name, the tradition given by the ancient tree. Who  came first, who fulfilled the doctrine believed as divine authority…..Who produce the “best fruit” . So we’ll see my friend, we’ll see….

And when he birthed they asked themselves… Who failed? Who has not realized the duties? Who deserves such anomaly?

And alienated of all questions and terror He came to the world.  In all that downpour. Soaking the bad, the Ipê floor, in waves, water springing up from the mother as a uninterrupted source. I  had to run out  from the room  to  try catch the water baby…. He was thrown with such  and indefinable force out of the room as if  he were surfing on a big wave.

They don’t told me.  I was there…. I saw  the baby birth and i remember very well…



Baby Fish River

Baby Fish RiverIt is a new attempt to go ahead, to change, to draw strength from inside. Please forgive me my cruel imagination and my grammatical errors. 

Prologue to a Freak – Chapter One

He birthed  swimming in water,  literally ,  from  4 placenta … They were  in four … But just one lived….  the people who as there , witnessing the birth  they said  he chewed the others 3 fetus . He ate his brothers to survive inside the mother’s womb.

He had to take place of his brothers. That was his nature. He need to stay alive to plant a new species around us. What is the new about this? None. All the time nature change, transform, give birth to strange lives. And we do not care. I care . As a scientist i care….

They don’t know  how to explain years ago and until now … or forgot or they were forced to forget and just accepted the reality… As i did.

My opinion?  Maybe  he  just needed more room to grow. But in the deep of my heart i had a theory…. About involution not evolution of species. I have some wrote on my notes i just have to find….

He was never a freak to me as he was for his mother, father and the world outside …. Was not his fault… no, no, no…. Someone had a extra pair of chromosomes to share, to interfere in the evolution of species. He just was there, close   as I in that memorable incident….

Was not  Darwin that said ” It is not the strongest species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the most susceptible to changes” ? Ok guys i am a fan of Darwin… If he is still alive that would be the definite evidences from his statements…
This boy skipped the evolutionary scale in several generations and managed a mutation …. Born from his  brothers using the others 3 different placentas  to organize, to evolve and to freak us out….. Until  these days ….

I bet you never heard about this in your life…. I bet my heart, my name and what left of me…..

The  fact is :  since he was born  he is called Baby Fish. A torment name to carry on his entire life … I always thought like that.   A boulder, a sin on his shoulders until he dies …..

The  family wanted to hide this story because they think it was a freak story and it is…. But i was there and i did my notes.  I can say;  ancient notes… Very and truly…..And maybe, just maybe i can clear all this things and honor his memory.

He was innocent from all accusations. He simply  fought hardly to live and followed the nature travel.
I dont know what happened with me to remember  after all …. Maybe because it is my latest days  in earth and now i don’t care anymore…. And i think he is not guilty from anything…. So i took my old note book, called my memory and started to write.

I’ve lost my job, my reputation my money all because i was there. And by chance …  Now… i really don’t care about me…. It is done…. If you want to read the real story just sit down and take a breath.  A long my friend and deep breath …. If you don’t agree or think i am a liar just close these notes.  They are only notes from a old man…. There is why i started the story in that way to give you a chance to not read it at all… Just judge me as a crazy man and close it…..

Carnivorous and strange tree!!!!

carnivorous flower

Carnivorous and beautiful flower

They are enormous and heavy....

They are enormous and heavy….

They grow near the ground and also in the high.

They grow near the ground and also in the high.

Beautiful is not????

Beautiful is not????

Look that fruits!!!

Look that fruits!!!

Sitting on a bench park  in the Lagoa Rodrigo de Freitas, just waiting …. Suddenly I started to pay attention to what was happening in front of me and look what I found … A strange tree with beautiful flowers and carnivora.
I asked and nobody could answer my question … does anyone out there know the name??
Anyway the nature always amazing us….A gift on this heat day

Sweet Death! Day 15 napowrimo

On the waves
lost on a wrong place
too big and vast
and the time urges
the surface!

but my breath is not the same
and i sink
breathlessness into the deep
into the  grey blue

Am I on the ocean?
Am I on tears?

not for longer

by my numb mind
i accepted the dive
as i sink
and i find snorkeling Angra dos Reis1 peace
why I supposed swallow

Then i realize

how sweet is death on the sea

with affliction or affection?


climbing the mountain
and the clock is showing
not tick tack but
the North
but on the top
I need the hours
with affliction! 

I shot some photos
the moments that i lost
Oh! the same path
now appear hours! 
On my compass
with affection! 

With affection or affliction? 
I am a little lost here! 

My clock does not regulate me more
(ka, ka, ka i think) 
My compass a little crazy
always putting me
into the ends on-line
the time and the direction
I go rising vertically and…
without affection

Oh! damn! 

I am now
1700 meters of height
Peak of Itatiaia
Here I see clearly
my time and direction
My friend tells me
and if was not for me
cardinal points i presume

I put my finger in my mouth
with a silly face
soak and well soaking, thinking
fingers into the wind
my geographic north or
my magnetic south
i just know

follow me! 

with affliction or affection? 


 (Foto: Rachel Takiya)