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Esos eran los pensamientos y lo vivido de Carlos Alberto, un empresario de edad madura que habΓa partido de Caracas vΓa Montevideo.
Carlos Alberto habΓa sido amenazado de muerte y todo indicaba que era su esposa, de quien se estaba divorciando, la culpable de las amenazas. Pero no habΓa pruebas contundentes que la incriminaran.
Esto hizo que Carlos decidiera huir del paΓs para salvaguardar su vida y asΓ aprovechar para visitar su hijo mayor producto de su primer matrimonio.
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Carlos, tratando de pasar desapercibido en su escapatoria, decidiΓ³ irse atravesando Brasil para no llamar la atenciΓ³n.
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Carlos Alberto ha sido un hombre trabajador, emprendedor, cuanto ha emprendido lo ha hecho un Γ©xito, pero en el amor no ha tenido suerte y su matrimonio con Γmbar fue toda una pesadilla.
En su proceso de divorcio hay muchos bienes que Γmbar quiere echarle el guante y Carlos expone que en ello ella nada tiene que ver.
La guerra ha sido con todo y lo ΓΊltimo que aflorΓ³ fue las amenazas de muerte a Carlos; su fallecimiento dejarΓa el camino libre a Γmbar para obtener los bienes.
Carlos Alberto ha despertado y se encuentra desorientado, mojado y con cualquier cantidad de bichos en el cuerpo.
Intenta reincorporarse pero sus piernas estΓ‘n atrapadas, grita para pedir ayuda y no recibe respuesta.
Sus acompaΓ±antes de viaje y la tripulaciΓ³n no responden, lamentablemente, han fallecido; Carlos se ha dado cuenta de que es el ΓΊnico sobreviviente y estΓ‘ atrapado, sin agua, sin alimentos y sin saber quΓ© le pasarΓ‘.
Lo ΓΊnico que sabΓa era que estaba en alguna parte de la selva amazΓ³nica de Brasil y eso no le parecΓa algo placentero, mΓ‘s cuando el dΓa anterior habΓa visto la pelΓcula protagonizada por Jennifer LΓ³pez; Anaconda.
Como pudo, logrΓ³ liberar sus piernas del asiento que no le dejaba mover y ha salido del tabaco del aviΓ³n.
Es de noche y la cosa no pintaba nada bien, tal vez la mejor decisiΓ³n por el momento era volver al aviΓ³n en su parte mΓ‘s seca y pasar la noche y cuando amanezca buscarΓa la forma de hallar ayuda y de alimentarse, mΓnimo beber agua; esa noche fue muy larga acompaΓ±ada de los sonidos de la selva.
Estaba tan alterado que escuchaba el caminar de las hormigas y el nadar de los sapos.
Desde el lado de la civilizaciΓ³n, los cuerpos de seguridad, no lograban dar con el aviΓ³n debido a lo densa de la selva, esto ha llevado a la decisiΓ³n de suspender la bΓΊsqueda y dar por muertos a todos.
Al hacerse pΓΊblica la decisiΓ³n, Γmbar salto en una pata, porque inmediatamente serΓa la heredera de todas las cositas de Carlos Alberto.
Todos en la familia estaban desbastados, menos Γmbar, que se mostraba feliz sin el mΓ‘s mΓnimo disimulo.
El gobierno armΓ³ un funeral simbΓ³lico para todos los desaparecidos, porque los cuerpos no fueron hallados y se procediΓ³ al entierro de todos los fΓ©retros. En ese momento se cerraba el capΓtulo de vida de Carlos Alberto para toda la sociedad.
Apenas amaneciΓ³, Carlos saliΓ³ de su refugio y comenzΓ³ a buscar alimentos, frutas, agua, de manera que le sirvieran para obtener fuerzas y asΓ poder pensar con claridad y hacer un plan para salir del gran problema que tenΓa.
La selva le suministrΓ³ todo, agua y alimentos, pero tambiΓ©n le ofrecΓa peligros; asΓ lo pensaba Γ©l.
Una vez alimentado, intentΓ³ guiarse con el sol para determinar su posiciΓ³n, pero la vegetaciΓ³n era tan densa y alta que prΓ‘cticamente estaba en la oscuridad.
TenΓa que buscar altura, una colina, pero a simple vista no habΓa, la soluciΓ³n era subir a un Γ‘rbol y esos seΓ±ores eran prΓ‘cticamente unos rascacielos.
HabrΓa que esperar el atardecer y el amanecer. SegΓΊn la desapariciΓ³n o apariciΓ³n de la poca luz solar, podrΓa determinar los otros puntos cardinales y asΓ tomar camino a una posible salida del sitio.
Entre tanto, la malvada y siniestra Γmbar, apuraba a sus abogados para que se legalizara todo a su nombre para comenzar a disponer del dinero y bienes de Carlos.
El desespero de Carlos, no le permitΓa estar quieto y ha tomado camino justo cuando la noche estaba por comenzar.
Eso era una locura, era como caminar sin vista. Solo tomo una vara para su defensa en caso de ser atacado por algΓΊn animal y algunas frutas junto con agua para el camino. Pero cuando arrancΓ³, su preocupaciΓ³n mayor era ni mΓ‘s ni menos el hecho de que no tenΓa papel higiΓ©nico.
Eso de alguna forma le daba Γ‘nimo, porque en el momento que uno no quiere que aparezca alguien, ese alguien aparece; solo esperaba que ese alguien no tuviera una cΓ‘mara, tΓΊ sabes por lo de subir la imagen a las redes.
En el camino se ha encontrado un embalse de agua inmenso, parecΓa ser un pantano por la forma en que se encontraba el agua y por la abundante vegetaciΓ³n.
No le quedaba otro camino, debΓa seguir adelante porque se percatΓ³ que al cruzar ese pantano, la vegetaciΓ³n dejaba ver el cielo y eso serΓa de mucha ayuda.
TragΓ³ grueso y se lanzΓ³ a cruzar, lo malo era que en su mente se encontraba la anaconda de la pelΓcula.
Cada paso que daba era con menos determinaciΓ³n, era un estado de nervios inmenso, por mΓ‘s que intentaba pensar en otra cosa, en su mente la boca de la anaconda era mΓ‘s grande y su tamaΓ±o era descomunal.
Ya estaba en la mitad del pantano y no habΓa pasado nada, pero el agua ya le estaba llegando a los hombros y no sabΓa cuΓ‘nto era la profundidad. Lo otro que le preocupaba era que su velocidad se habΓa disminuido por la densidad del agua y tal vez si aparecΓa algΓΊn peligro, su huida no serΓa tan rΓ‘pida.
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OscureciΓ³ en su totalidad y Carlos Alberto a mitad del pantano. Solo se veΓa a lo lejos una luz maravillosa que parecΓa ser de una luna llena.
En ese momento comenzΓ³ a recordar cada nacimiento de sus cuatro hijos, la felicidad que esto le habΓa embargado y como los extraΓ±aba.
TambiΓ©n, le llegaron a su mente los momentos en que estuvo de amores con Γmbar, una mujer muy linda y delicada.
-ΒΏCΓ³mo pudo transformarse en una anaconda? LlegΓ³ a expresar fuertemente.
En ese momento escuchΓ³ un ruido en el agua, sintiΓ³ temor y a la vez se regaΓ±Γ³ asΓ mismo por invocar a la anaconda.
TratΓ³ de apurar el paso para llegar a la orilla, no veΓa nada, no estaba seguro hacia donde iba, solo intentaba orientarse segΓΊn lo que recordaba al ingresar al pantano.
El ruido en el agua seguΓa atormentΓ‘ndolo, lo sentΓa cada vez mΓ‘s cerca, el temor aumentaba y Γ©l gritaba:
-Β‘Quiero a mi mamΓ‘!
El agua comenzΓ³ a descender, aparentemente ya habΓa pasado lo mΓ‘s profundo del pantano, pero la vegetaciΓ³n se hacΓa mΓ‘s densa impidiΓ©ndole caminar mΓ‘s rΓ‘pido y el atemorizador ruido aumentaba.
Hasta que localizΓ³ de dΓ³nde provenΓa el ruido, algo se movΓa frente a Γ©l, pero no en su direcciΓ³n, era algΓΊn ser que estaba como atrapado en la vegetaciΓ³n.
No lo podΓa ver por la oscuridad, pero lo sentΓa y le hacΓa intuir que era un animal pequeΓ±o; pero ΒΏquΓ© era?
Quiso seguir sin tomar en cuenta el animalito, total no sabΓa si al intentar liberarlo lo morderΓa, pero su buen corazΓ³n no le permitΓa seguir y estirΓ³ el brazo para localizar el animal y liberarlo.
Era una pequeΓ±a ave, que aparentemente habΓa caΓdo del nido, quedando atrapado por las raΓces aΓ©reas de la vegetaciΓ³n pantanosa.
La tomΓ³, la reviso con el tacto y la coloco en el morral que llevaba.
SiguiΓ³ el camino y al llegar a la orilla, se encontrΓ³ con otra vaina mΓ‘s.
Eso sΓ lo puedo ver y no tiene idea de cΓ³mo.
Era un cocodrilo, caimΓ‘n, lagarto, una vaina con la boca y la cola grande.
De paso el animal se movΓa como boxeador esquivando jab.
No joda, Carlos Alberto corriΓ³ para donde sea a toda velocidad buscando un Γ‘rbol que lo alejara del suelo y asΓ escapar del animal.
No tiene idea de cΓ³mo lo hizo, pero subiΓ³ a un Γ‘rbol con la agilidad de un mono y en lo mΓ‘s alto respiro profundo al sentirse a salvo.
PensΓ³ en el ave que tenΓa guardada, tal vez en la huida pudo maltratarla y al intentar buscarla en el morral, casi que pierde el equilibrio y estirΓ³ el brazo para sujetarse de una rama.
Al colocar la mano en la rama, sitio algo musculoso, algo que se movΓa y que no parecΓa una rama.
ApretΓ³ un poco mΓ‘s y determinΓ³ que era una culebra. Al retirar la mano volviΓ³ a perder el equilibrio y comenzΓ³ a caer.
Estiraba las manos para sujetarse de algo, pero los golpes con las ramas eran fuertes y no lo dejaban coordinar, hasta que pudo sujetarse de otra rama.
La toco bien para estar seguro de que no se moviera, o sea, que no fuera otra culebra.
Respiro profundo, bebiΓ³ agua, y reviso el ave. Mientras pensaba que habΓa huido de Caracas para que no le pasara nada malo y resulta que habΓa llegado a un sitio que lo amenazaba constantemente.
Se sentΓa solo, vulnerable, que no valΓa nada.
OrΓ³ y en su plegaria prometΓa que se portarΓa mejor, dejarΓa de ser materialista, que se esmerarΓa por ser mΓ‘s amoroso y ayudarΓa a los demΓ‘s.
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AmaneciΓ³ y al estar seguro de que nada lo amenazarΓa en el suelo, descendiΓ³ del Γ‘rbol.
Estando en el Γ‘rbol logro determinar los puntos cardinales y decidiΓ³ caminar hacia el este. En su caminar estaba contantemente observando el sol y en la medida que caminaba la vegetaciΓ³n era menos densa.
Se detuvo un momento para revisar el ave y comer algo.
Pues su compaΓ±ero de viaje se le habΓa ido, no estaba en el morral, no se quiso calar la mala racha de Carlos Alberto o lamentablemente se habΓa caΓdo.
El morral se habΓa roto y por la abertura puedo haber caΓdo el animalito, aunque Γ©l preferΓa pensar que la pequeΓ±a ave volΓ³.
No tenΓa idea de cuantos dΓas habΓan pasado, se le olvidΓ³ contarlos, mucho menos sabia la hora, pero si la intuΓa.
Sentado despuΓ©s de buscar el ave, decidiΓ³ comer algo de la fruta que llevaba consigo, cuando de repente escucho un ruido.
No entendΓa la razΓ³n de tener tanta mala suerte, ni siquiera podΓa comer tranquilo, y la angustia, la inquietud, el miedo, volvΓan a estremecer su ser.
Se agacho para saber que era, miro alrededor para buscar una salida, como un Γ‘rbol o un sendero.
Se dio cuenta que se acercaba un especie de animal grande y oscuro.
LlegΓ³ a pensar que era un gorila, pero en SuramΓ©rica no hay gorilas, tal vez un mono grande como un orangutΓ‘n.
De eso no sabΓa si habΓa en el continente, lo que si sabΓa era que esos bichos pegaban duro. Eso lo asustaba mΓ‘s.
LlegΓ³ un momento que pensΓ³ que todos en la selva eran familiares de Γmbar e intentaba perjudicarlo.
Cuando de repente sintiΓ³ una vaina frΓa en la pata de la oreja.
Mientras Γ©l estaba pendiente del mono grandote, una persona le habΓa llegado por detrΓ‘s y lo apuntΓ³ con un arma.
Era un siringuero.
Levanto los brazos como muestra de que no estaba armado y le expresaba al hombre que era feliz de verlo.
Claro lo hizo con cierto temor, porque no sabΓa quΓ© intensiones tenΓa ese seΓ±or.
Llegaron mΓ‘s siringueros y uno hablaba castellano.
Estos chicos fueron su salvaciΓ³n. Lo llevaron a puesto de salud mΓ‘s cercano y allΓ lo atendieron para luego trasladarlo a un hospital de la capital mΓ‘s cercana.
Carlos Alberto, logro recuperarse, le contΓ³ a las autoridades sobre lo que habΓa acontecido con el aviΓ³n.
Una delegaciΓ³n se dirigiΓ³ al sitio, segΓΊn las mΓ‘s o menos indicaciones que les dio Carlos, y el aviΓ³n fue localizado.
Se llegΓ³ a determinar que el aviΓ³n fue saboteado, y ΒΏadivinen quiΓ©n era el autor material de la maldad?
Nunca perdamos la fe, la confianza en nosotros mismos, por nada dejemos de luchar, la luz siempre se harΓ‘ presente en nuestras vidas.
El universo les bendiga con salud, amor, y prosperidad.
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday We are falling, imminent impact!
These were the last words of the captain who commanded the plane in which I was traveling from Boa Vista to SΓ£o Paulo, Brazil, to stop and then go to meet my son Luis Alfonso.
The stumbling block was horrible, I remember putting my hands to my head while we fell and just asking God not to happen to me.
At the same time, my thoughts were on my family, my children, my parents, my wife, and my friends, it was a horrible and sad feeling; I wanted to cry.
Well, my wife doesn't, yes, it crossed my mind, but because she wants to take away my little things with divorce; my apartments in Miami, my Mercedes, my ranches, and others. That woman is bad.
The aircraft carried large trees in front of it and when it hit the ground the sound was a deafening rumble; after that, I didn't know about myself.
Those were the thoughts and experiences of Carlos Alberto, a middle-aged businessman who had left Caracas via Montevideo.
Carlos Alberto had been threatened with death and everything indicated that it was his wife, from whom he was divorcing, who was to blame for the threats. But there was no hard evidence to incriminate her.
This made Carlos decide to flee the country to safeguard his life and thus take the opportunity to visit the eldest son product of his first marriage.
Surely you wondered: why didn't Carlos go straight from Caracas or what was he doing on a trip from Boa Vista to SΓ£o Paulo?
Carlos, trying to go unnoticed in his escape, decided to go through Brazil so as not to attract attention.
Not everyone is smart like you and me; let's continue with the story.
Carlos Alberto has been a hardworking, enterprising man, everything he has undertaken has made him a success, but in love he has had no luck and his marriage to Γmbar was a nightmare.
In her divorce process, there are many assets that Γmbar wants to throw the glove and Carlos exposes that in it she has nothing to do with it.
The war has been with everything and the last thing that surfaced was the death threats to Carlos; his death would leave the way free to Amber to obtain the goods.
Carlos Alberto has woken up and is disoriented, wet, and with any number of bugs on his body.
He tries to rejoin but his legs are trapped, he screams for help and receives no response.
His travel companions and crew are not responding, unfortunately, they have died; Carlos has realized that he is the only survivor and is trapped, without water, without food and without knowing what will happen to him.
The only thing he knew was that he was somewhere in the Amazon jungle of Brazil and that did not seem pleasant, especially when the day before he had seen the film starring Jennifer LΓ³pez; Anaconda.
As he could, he managed to free his legs from the seat that would not let him move and come out of the tobacco of the plane.
It is night and things did not look good at all, perhaps the best decision at the moment was to return to the plane in its driest part and spend the night and when dawn would look for a way to find help and feed, minimum drink water; that night was very long accompanied by the sounds of the jungle.
He was so upset that he heard the walking of the ants and the swimming of the toads.
From the side of civilization, the security forces could not find the plane due to the dense jungle, this led to the decision to suspend the search and give for the dead to all.
When the decision was made public, Γmbar jumped on one leg, because she would immediately be the heir of all the little things of Carlos Alberto.
Everyone in the family was devastated, except Amber, who was happy without the slightest disguise.
The government set up a symbolic funeral for all the disappeared, because the bodies were not found and all the coffins were buried. At that time the chapter of Life of Carlos Alberto for the whole society was closed.
As soon as dawn broke, Carlos left his shelter and began to look for food, fruits, and water, so that they would serve to obtain strength and thus be able to think clearly and make a plan to get out of the great problem he had.
The jungle supplied him with everything, water, and food, but it also offered him dangers; or so he thought.
Once fed, he tried to guide himself with the sun to determine his position, but the vegetation was so dense and high that it was practically in the dark.
I had to look for height, a hill, but at first glance there was none, the solution was to climb a tree and those gentlemen were practically skyscrapers.
We would have to wait for sunset and dawn. Depending on the disappearance or appearance of the little sunlight, it could determine the other cardinal points and thus take the path to a possible exit from the site.
Meanwhile, the evil and sinister Amber hurried her lawyers to legalize everything in her name to begin disposing of Carlos' money and assets.
Carlos' despair did not allow him to be still and he made his way just as the night was about to begin.
That was crazy, it was like walking without sight. I only take a rod for its defense in case of being attacked by some animal and some fruits along with water for the road. But when he started, his biggest concern was neither more nor less the fact that he had no toilet paper.
That somehow gave him encouragement, because the moment you don't want someone to appear, that someone appears; I just hoped that someone didn't have a camera, you know about uploading the image to the networks.
On the way an immense water reservoir has been found, it seemed to be a swamp because of the way the water was found and the abundant vegetation.
He had no other way, he had to go ahead because he realized that when crossing that swamp, the vegetation let you see the sky and that would be very helpful.
He swallowed thick and threw himself to the cross, the bad thing was that in his mind was the anaconda of the movie.
Every step he took was with less determination, it was a state of immense nerves, no matter how much he tried to think of something else, in his mind the mouth of the anaconda was larger and its size was enormous.
He was already in the middle of the swamp and nothing had happened, but the water was already reaching his shoulders and he didn't know how much the depth was. The other thing that worried him was that his speed had been slowed by the density of the water and perhaps if any danger appeared, his escape would not be so fast.
We all know that danger was on his mind; the immense anaconda.
It was completely dark and Carlos Alberto was in the middle of the swamp. Only a wonderful light that seemed to be from a full moon could be seen in the distance.
At that moment she began to remember each birth of her four children, the happiness this had brought her, and how she missed them.
Also, the moments when he was in love with Amber, a very beautiful and delicate woman, came to his mind.
-How could he transform into an anaconda? He came to express strongly.
At that moment he heard a noise in the water, felt fear and at the same time scolded himself for invoking the anaconda.
He tried to hurry the pace to reach the shore, but he could not see anything, he was not sure where he was going, he was just trying to orient himself according to what he remembered when he entered the swamp.
The noise in the water continued to torment him, he felt it getting closer and closer, the fear increased and he screamed:
-I want my mom!
The water began to descend, apparently, he had already passed the deepest part of the swamp, but the vegetation was getting denser, preventing him from walking faster and the frightening noise increased.
Until he located where the noise was coming from, something was moving in front of him, but not in his direction, it was some being that was as if trapped in the vegetation.
He could not see it because of the darkness, but he could feel it and it made him intuit that it was a small animal; but what was it?
He wanted to continue without taking the animal into account, he didn't know if it would bite him when he tried to free it, but his good heart would not allow him to continue and he stretched out his arm to locate the animal and free it.
It was a small bird, which had apparently fallen out of the nest, being trapped by the aerial roots of the marshy vegetation.
He took it, checked it by touch, and placed it in the backpack he was carrying.
He followed the path and when he reached the shore, he encountered yet another pod.
I can see that and have no idea how.
It was a crocodile, alligator, lizard, a pod with a big mouth and tail.
In passing, the animal moved like a boxer dodging jabs.
No kidding, Carlos Alberto ran wherever he could at full speed looking for a tree to get away from the ground and escape from the animal.
He has no idea how he did it, but he climbed a tree with the agility of a monkey and at the top he took a deep breath as he felt safe.
He thought about the bird he had kept, perhaps in the flight he could have mistreated it and when he tried to look for it in the backpack, he almost lost his balance and stretched his arm to hold on to a branch.
As I placed my hand on the branch, I saw something muscular, something that moved and did not look like a branch.
He squeezed a little harder and determined that it was a snake. As he withdrew his hand he lost his balance again and began to fall.
He stretched out his hands to hold on to something, but the blows with the branches were strong and did not allow him to coordinate until he was able to hold on to another branch.
I touch it well to be sure that it did not move, that is, that it was not another snake.
He took a deep breath, drank some water, and checked the bird. While he thought he had fled Caracas so that nothing bad would happen to him, it turned out that he had arrived at a place that constantly threatened him.
He felt alone, vulnerable, worthless.
He prayed and in his prayer, he promised to behave better, to stop being materialistic, strive to be more loving, and to help others.
Those pods are thought of when you are with the rope around your neck; we'll see if it comes out of this one.
Dawn broke, and being sure that nothing would threaten him on the ground, he descended from the tree.
While in the tree he was able to determine the cardinal points and decided to walk toward the east. In his walk, he was constantly observing the sun and as he walked the vegetation was less dense.
He stopped for a moment to check on the bird and eat something to eat.
His traveling companion was gone, he was not in the backpack, he did not want to take Carlos Alberto's bad streak or unfortunately, he had fallen.
The backpack had broken and through the opening, the animal could have fallen, although he preferred to think that the little bird flew.
He had no idea how many days had passed, he forgot to count them, much less did he know the time, but he could sense it.
Sitting down after looking for the bird, he decided to eat some of the fruit he had with him when suddenly he heard a noise.
He could not understand the reason for having so much bad luck, he could not even eat peacefully, and the anguish, the anxiety, the restlessness, the fear, were once again shaking his being.
He crouched down to find out what it was, and looked around for an exit, like a tree or a path.
He noticed a large, dark animal of some kind approach.
He thought it was a gorilla, but in South America, there are no gorillas, perhaps a large monkey like an orangutan.
He didn't know if there were any on the continent, but what he did know was that those bugs hit hard. That scared him even more.
At one point he thought that everyone in the jungle was related to Amber and was trying to harm him.
Then suddenly he felt a cold sheath on his ear leg.
While he was watching the big monkey, a person had come up behind him and pointed a gun at him.
He was a siringuero.
He raised his arms as a sign that he was not armed and expressed to the man that he was happy to see him.
Of course, he did so with some trepidation, because he did not know what the man's intentions were.
More syringes arrived and one spoke Spanish.
These boys were his salvation. They took him to the nearest health post where he was treated and then transferred to a hospital in the nearest capital city.
Carlos Alberto, having recovered, told the authorities about what had happened to the plane.
A delegation went to the site, more or less according to the indications given to them by Carlos, and the plane was located.
It was eventually determined that the plane was sabotaged, and guess who was the perpetrator?
Let us never lose faith, and trust in ourselves, let us never stop fighting for anything, the light will always be present in our lives.
May the universe bless you with health, love, and prosperity.
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