Off Script

“...and God saw that it was good” says the beginning of Genesis. Perhaps it may seem exaggerated to someone to say “everything” but, as redundant as it may seem, that term is used because it means just that: everything. If a word has that characteristic, it encompasses one hundred percent of the possible elements.
When that “everything was good” was first written, many of the elements that are possible today were surely not included, however, as they materialize today, they can be included in that totality.
Relatively recently, there is a group of young people out there who make the world vibrate because something as simple as God makes them vibrate. They have perfectly understood the meaning of that “everything”: Hakuna.
Proof of this is that this February, almost simultaneously, they took to the stage at the Cartuja Center in Seville and to the big screen in many cinemas across Spain to tell their truth through music, image, sound and, above all, silence.
By parts.
In Seville, they stood in front of 3,500 people on February 8 to demonstrate that Catholics sing, jump and dance. And they did it perfectly. They managed to gather 3,500 people (and those who would stay outside) on the very night of Spanish cinema to do nothing less than pray. To pray for the world and for the Church, to set aside conflicts and complications, to make a statement and be happy despite everything, to place all those burdens in the hands of those they know and trust can fix them.
One of their mottos, or Hakufrases as one of their priests calls them, says “scandalously joyful”. Without a doubt, they are joyful and, without a doubt, it will shock many to see these kids fill a venue like the one in Seville to shout to the world that they love each other because God loves them.
Changing the subject, on February 14, in complete harmony with the Seville concert, they knocked on the doors of national cinemas to release “Descalzos”. An absolute ode to music, image, sound, nature and silence. In the documentary, they revealed, with the company of several members of Hakuna and guests as well-known as Manuel Alejandro or Javi Nieves, how when time stops and sound and noise freeze in an instant to extend it to infinity, wonders can be created. To tell the viewer that success is not a matter of numbers, that commercial formulas dissolve when the unknown is added that makes the viewer transcend to something far above them.
They have no explanation, no matter how much one tries to find it, they don't have it, at least not here. These kids have broken all barriers, all molds, for a simple reason: they enjoy what they live and what they are, they “dance and don't bother with stories”, they enjoy the “art of living” because they have applied and learned that “everything was good”, everything they have at their disposal: a guitar, a drum, an amplifier, a movie camera, a painting to paint, a song to compose, a stranger to pray with.
They fill Vistalegres, they fill Winzinks, they fill Cartujas, they fill cinemas, will they continue to do so? Surely. They are waiting to jump to Mexico on March 14 and give their first concert in South America.
They have revolutionized everything they have touched but “the revolution starts here”, the revolution of those who “are dying of being alive”.
Are they news? Certainly not. If they were, would they be hope for many? Without a doubt, and moreover, they are indeed the majority (a fact that would make it very expensive for a certain American digital platform to produce a documentary telling the stories of these kids).
In a world full of standards, rules, and political correctness, Hakuna is completely off-script.