I Have seen from the air the immense jungle, as a green, big and unknown mattress. It(he,she) surrounds Inírida I looked for her and she(it) was cornered, in the remnants that stay. I did not know her virgin. Always it was touched, decimated, impoverished. The virgin jungle always was there, how a mirage that you see to the foot but you can never touch. But the one that I saw continues being only: While in the people(village) nobody was restraining himself the heat, she(it) was fresh. The big plants(floors) fought between(among) yes for the light and they were filling her(it) with shade. In turn, a tangle of tiny they hang them, they cross them, they beat them to the trunk and stretch to seize the most minimal lighting. And the water is there, in Gothic on the spiderwebs and the plants(floors) of below(down), in the soft(smooth) floor(flat) of humid and rotten leaves(sheets), inside every bush. There I did not feel so much heat, still(yet) to the midday.
I Knew the rarest(most strange) plants(floors), of small flowers of colors and big flowers you last as alone them. It(he,she) heard small animals running scared, to the birds to sing, but did not see any. A few tiny mosquitos seemed to want to get for in the middle of my pores. Others were taking(catching) my eyes of swimming pool, were stopping in my eyelashes and were doing fixed. I ate small fruits you surprise, with the dread of that were poisonous, but they were pretty sweet and so tiny that they seemed of toy. It(he,she) was walking and seeming that all the bushes did not want to leave happen to me, they were seizing me of the shirt, were putting theirs trip. It(he,she) had to do ropes to come where it(he,she) wanted, when it(he,she) was coming could not distinguish for where had come. It was not my territory, my legs only were accustomed to sitting down opposite to the computer and walking small steps.
I do not know with clarity to whom the jungle belongs(concerns). Maybe to all, maybe to those who her(it) live(inhabit), that know her better than nobody and they have suffered her(it) and enjoyed. I do not agree with that her(it) considers "common land". The land beyond the " agricultural border " is looked as a place to be occupied, as if there was nothing in her(it) or it was a waste to leave her since it(he,she) is!
We do not know Almost her. Of the wealth that it(he,she) conceals only the specialists know, and the majority of they is in the powerful countries. The same ones that destroyed those who had in his(its,her) lands, which only know the artificial forests and the acid rain was invented. The same ones that patented a mouse that is born inclined to the cancer, which they consume 80 % of the energy that produces the human being and go years fighting in order that his(its,her) industries do not poison them. Since we go, the rich one tomorrow only will buy areas to dedicate them to the jungle, and the poor person will be still equal in another part, maybe a peladero*.