Furious day

texto: @GiorgioDammit

“Hattori Hanzo: I am finished doing what I swore an oath to God 28 years ago to never do again. I've created, "something that kills people." And in that purpose, I was a success. I've done this because, philosophically, I am sympathetic to your aim. I can tell you with no ego, this is my finest sword. If on your journey, you should encounter God, God will be cut…”

Kill Bill Vol. 1

On a furious day the nameless cowboy and Aquiles, the legendary Greek warrior, met each other face to face, in the middle of a damn flat wasteland. This happened after a long time in which both were strolling across the big Land of Thought. Without warning, the nameless bandit pulled out his silver revolver with a fast hand movement. And then he said:

“I’m sick about alla this shit, amigo, this shit is killin' us. Big Homer doesn’t remember yer name, not even mah owner remembers mahn. All this shit's incredible, don’t ya think? They send me to kill ya, boy, and that’s whatah gonna do, no matter what happens. Then you’ll die mah friend, …you Greek sonuva bitch. Ah gonna erase ya, and no one in the whole world will ever recall yer fuckin’ name! Shit needs to end here, partner.”

The fancy silver barrel of his 1873 Long Colt was shining under the punishing sun… that two o’clock’s crazy lighting sun from Closingtown and all those little dusty villages. The cowboy's snake eyes were moving fast as hell, trying to follow the thoughts of his enemy, trying to read his mind. Then the cowboy pulls the trigger… But the gun got stuck. Aquiles did not even react; he just looked at the cowboy with great indifference, the same way that the sons of the immortals look at the inferior ones. After a while Aquiles placed his eyes in the horizon and suddenly he starts walking. He walked away without explanation. He just kept walking out of the bandit’s side. For the cowboy it wasn’t important anymore. That wild gunfighter was just trying to fix his weapon and, at the same time, he was shouting pretty loud: “Hell boy!!! Damn Hell!!”

“This is the little western story that long tahm ago, one quiet night, you told to me, baby. It's finally finished. But it ain’t the end, sweet girl, if you know what Ah mean." Said the old man, before start drinking again from his old Whiskey bottle.

Luis T. Ewigkeit, México, 2008