The Shadow: It is as evil as we are positive

“Where there is light, there must be shadow, and where there is shadow there must be light. There is no shadow without light and no light without shadow. Karl Jung said this about ‘the Shadow’ in one of his books: ‘It is as evil as we are positive…the more desperately we try to be good and wonderful and perfect, the more the Shadow develops a definite will to be black and evil and destructive…The fact is that if one tries beyond one’s capacity to be perfect, the Shadow descends to hell and becomes the devil. For it is just as sinful from the standpoint of nature and of truth to be above oneself as to be below oneself.”

1Q84 (Book 2, Chapter 13), 2011Haruki Murakami (1949).

Poem in Hindi translated into English* and Spanish** – Poema en Hindi traducido al inglés* y al español**


Abhishek Kiran Dani




Again, after another journey, I am standing on the same door

with restlessness: Should I go in or out, another world to explore?

I am afraid to approach the bright light that is ahead

in the familiar darkness inside, now I feel, I can rest my head.


De nuevo, después de otro viaje, estoy de pie frente a la misma puerta

con inquietud: ¿Debo entrar o salir, otro mundo por descubrir?

Tengo miedo de acercarme a la luz brillante que me espera

en la oscuridad familiar de adentro, siento ahora, puedo descansar mi cabeza.


*In the attached image you can see how the original poem in Hindi looks like. I would like to express my immense gratitude to Abhishek Kiran Dani (Abhi), the talented author of this poem. Abhi kindly helped me to translate his work into words that people from many places could understand.

Although it is impossible to translate the visual beauty of this unique poem, I hope these words can help you to nourish your powerful imagination.


**En la imagen adjunta puedes ver cómo se ve el poema original en Hindi. Estoy inmensamente agradecido con el talentoso autor de este poema, Abhishek Kiran Dani (Abhi), por ayudarme a traducir su trabajo en palabras que personas de muchos lugares pueden entender.

Aunque es imposible traducir la belleza visual de este poema único, espero que estas palabras te ayuden a alimentar tu poderosa imaginación.


El Matallana

Pupila mortal – Mortal pupil



No es el lugar

soy yo y mis múltiples duelos

mis agazapados, sordos deseos

y el más oscuro anhelo

del abismo más allá de nuestros cuerpos

en la pupila mortal que observa el miedo

o la oscuridad voraz que engulle el tiempo.


It is not the place

it is me and my multiple griefs

my crouching, deaf desires

and the most obscure longing

for the abyss beyond our bodies

in the mortal pupil observing fear

or the voracious darkness swallowing time.


El Matallana

Our kiss


I know they also told you
about fear
and hate
us being excluded
from their feast
from our fate
from our fading eternity

You learned very well how to hide
and eventually forgot
that longing
for truth
and denied
a lovely place in our smile
where our life is our destiny

Our kiss is the kiss
from that time
when the first two were really surprised
finding darkness, sadness
and light
beyond one’s cage of body or mind
caressing chaos with synergy.

El Matallana