César Silveyra Juan Barallobres: Allowed movements in public

A few years ago, I was listening to music in the train, dancing with my earpods. Well, it was an inside feeling, on the outside I looked calm because I was on a train, but for the zombie mode, in which I usually travel, I felt like Beyoncé, and a smiling person approaches me, and says, “What are you listening to?” Hip hop, I said, do you want to hear? Just as he puts on his earphones, he starts ... eyes closed, biting his lips, only separated by a wire, like, an uncomfortable and intimate thing for me -- he was a natural -- And I, with my little dancing, felt like de Che Guevara of the dance, and the Chayanne Guevara of the train, trying to get out of my comfort zone and he arrives, in the comf... What? And in the dense and static silence of the wagon, we could hear with our eyes the musical score of his body, the sound of his movements making a spell that woke up us from our automatic living and demonstrated that our wildness is always available. Wildness is always available. Or have you ever seen a cheetah stretching before haunting a gazelle? Or a cricket in a singing class? They are there. And I realized ... the rhythm of things. Everything has a rhythm. Everything we say has a rhythm. Everything we say has a rhythm, tic, tac, tic ... as if our first instinct is rhythm. You are there, in your mother’s womb connecting with the universe -- It is your mom's rhythm as -- And your little cousin tac, tac, tac, tac tac ... in the ultrasound has rhythm. It is alive. Or someone on an ambulance. Take his pulse. It doesn't have rhythm. We lost him. The rhythm, days, seasons, and cities have their tempo. The wood has another. The mind doesn't have rhythm, it is like a kid playing the drums with two sticks. Did I pay the gas? Did I turn off the gas? My dentist appointment was at quarter past two? Fly, tree ... I looked stupid. And even if couldn't hear his music, he clearly emanated a music. I emanated one. You, you, you. We are spreading music. In fact, I feel that there are emotional playlists in thousands of people. Like, It is a holiday and -- in slippers, the bakery, did you see that, Mrs.? It is a wonderful day, isn't it? I'm happy. Rush hour. A couple kissing in the park. The chaotic traffic of the City of Buenos Aires. That stops the fear, there are no masks or vaccines. Let's remember that I thought all of this while I was being danced to by a stranger, who awoke of his trance, and realized that he needed to go off and said, “Thank you. I love to dance.” What? That was all he said, thanks. I love to dance. Short. I was, I was set on fire, imagine having that wonderful contact, I was like -- What may I do with this? I wanted to walk around the wagon throwing glitter, celebrating life, I was motivated. Super inspired, and with ideas to present the Ministry of Culture and Health, which are basically the same. One wagon per train with a disco ball. Do you know how people are going to work? High endorphins and defenses. I take the one at six with music from the 1990s. (From the public) I love you. Me too. Vote this Sunday ... good idea. Then, I turned to see the people in the wagon who were just looking at the situation, and I saw that everybody was like -- returning to their normal movements -- no, don’t forget about ... No, Wilson! As if a thunder fell on the wagon, and everybody just -- How difficult is to maintain spontaneity. I said, what is happening? Because, I wasn't being weird and someone out of the blue said, “Can you stop moving?” “I'm triggered by your spontaneity” “Besides, you are making everyone uncomfortable”. That is not going to happen. And if it does, it is a men in a wagon that you won’t see again. I'm the only one stopping, just to say, because clearly there are some characters in my mind -- and in yours too -- pressing buttons and making decisions. And any time I step out of the norm, Aleandro, she arrives to supervise the situation. And she is Sergia Tensini. Let's see, dear. What are you doing? In front of everyone, are you an Aquarius? You are unique, what is happening? What is this? Hello Sergia, I was -- dancing, doing some moves. Wow! He moves wherever he wants. Aren’t you a grown-up for this? Let's say, when you were a kid you could play, but as a grown-up and now you are man -- Well, work out and drink a lot. I don't know what I have to explain! There are some rules. Juancito, please, can you give me the record? Thank you, dear. Very kind of you. Well, let's start. Here, I have the movement records allowed in the streets, section: subway, Section: train, similar, and I have the movements ... and, well, do some moves -- is not there, so, let's say, what is staying still. you have looking at the phone, that sudden sleepiness in front a pregnant woman and not giving her the seat. Is like taking your eyes off an acquaintance to talk with him until Retiro. And the dance, it’s not there darling, and this is the current statute. And by current I meant that I saw people doing this and I never saw them doing your thing and if no one does it is because is bad. So ... You can clap, you can, thank you, yes, it’s okay. Can we clap on a TED talk? Yes, perfect. Well, if you are restless, like some type of ADHD that can't be contained, when you are out, it is allowed to run; running is there. Sergia, I understand, but explain this to me. [Running] in the street with vibrant colors is normal, but [dancing] is crazy. I mean, I don't understand. I love your arguments. Running, running, running, running. No, are you joking? More serious, focused, improving, and sizing, posting ... Run, Forrest, run. that’s different, you are a lost case. Well, don't you like running? Okay, we have an importation from India. Juancito hold it for me, please. The sun salutation is allowed. if in your quarter there is no sun, you greet a flat or billboard. This cannot go on like this. Yes Sergia, but do you know when you feel the music? That internal talk in thousands of minds every day. Generating noise, melody. And if we stop our bodies like this, imagine our emotions, intuition, spontaneity, intimacy, sensuality, and imagination. Just what we need in this changing planet in which we are entering; new, fresh, real, sensitive information. I imagine many meetings, governments, and companies, Gentlemen, to exploit this crisis as an opportunity we are going to sit, talk, think, and see an innovation presentation, which surely will be the best and say to the one with the idea of the dancing train that is a lot of imagination, let's say, like happy people is dangerous. So, let’s keep using the usual format of human livestock that is very functional. And careful, I don't mean dancing like good or bad, not even a choreography. I mean feel, move, and express it. I'm going to pause, and in silence, feel what is happening to us. Feel what is happening. And in that silence, It is where we can mute the noise into music, and, we can see that normal, as a rule, is a tank with an ocean view. Food of “likes” for those who behave well in the virtual zoo. Why should we pay attention, if no one does the same with us? Why do I need to feed my obedience to the greedy, if enough is enough? You only want more, more, more. And until when? Until I look at myself in the mirror and see another old man? What a fertile chaos! And if we free the creative audacity of heretics healers and story tellers that go from formaldehyde to formal and with the force that dyes the earth green after winter, let's restore the world with courage, with tenderness? The courage of liking each other just as we are, of waking violence up with maturity and tenderness. Of living in the uncomfortable, of changing soft into strong. The courage of being a campfire at night in the desert, of being a star that remembers that she is part of a galaxy, of a brother saying to another: I'm sorry; I didn't mean it. Or someone dancing on the train. It was a simple day, I hear something, I was touched and I moved. He saw me, and approached me. What are you listening to? He heard. He moved. And a whole wagon was awaken, and that movement continued dancing in the time, in this great wagon in which we travel, following the rays of sun. And you felt it today. What are you going to do now that you can listen to it? For us is saying thank you. We love to dance.