The Portada de Semillas in Tepoztlán in 1995
THE LEGEND OF EL TEPOZTECO II.
AN EMBRACE OF THE CROSS AND THE SERPENT, ON THE DAY OF THE VIRGIN OF NATIVITY
The two knotted serpents of the upper part are watched over by the sun. They descend threateningly, their jaws open, toward the edges of the portada, as symbols of the necessary prudence in the face of the problems concerning the destruction of plants, animals, and our identity which afflict us because of the power, the ambition, and the willfulness of the few. In their agony they are destructive because faced with the birth of new men who are less unjust. The pangs of childbirth spread through all of Mexico and in all social classes. Tepoztlan, being in the center of the nation, is not remote from this problem. The answer to this dehumanization we wish to share with you in seeds and in colors in this second version of the Legend of Our Grandfather, el Tepozteco, whose dignity, pride, and valor encourages us to continue to be united, to solve our problems through legal means.
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The portada can be interpreted from left to right in the form of a spiral rising in the two quadrants. In the quadrant on the left, we must go to the bathing place of the Tepoztecan princess at Axihtla (place of the water-navel)which has nursed cultures and peoples from prehispanic times until now. The water flows fresh and crystalline from the jade and turquoise slopes of the majestic Tlahuitepetl (Hill of light), part of the Ajusco-Chichinautzin biological corridor (the place of the four breasts), but which is at risk of disappearing along with the people of Tepoztlan if wells are drilled to irrigate poisoned greenswards in order that a few rich people can play golf. We have nothing against them if they weren't risking the life and future of an entire population. By means of a hummingbird and the wind, the princess has been impregnated by the sun, as she appears refreshed and feminine beefier our eyes. The unwanted child is given to a servant to be disposed of and is placed like a Moses in a gully which murmurs ancient legends while three frogs and toads croak, and in barrio Santo Domingo from Friday to Saturday they watch over the municipal office building "taken over by the people" after which the people of barrio Santa Cruz take over. The child does not die and is then thrown on top of a maguey cactus, but Mayahuel and her worms of barrio los Reyes nourish it with sap, both mythical and real. Not dying, he is then left on an ant hill but again is fed and watched over by the ants of barrio Santisima Trinidad whose duty is to guard the municipal office on Saturday, and from there he is rescued. The child grows, surprising his grandparents, while in the rock garden of Tepoztlan he asks his grandparents "What do you want to eat?" and shooting his arrow toward the sun birds, rabbits, deer, and other animals fall down. Beneath his sandals we see the symbol of Amatlan.
In his adolescence he went in the place of his grandfather to Xochicalco to be eaten by the monster there. His three steps can be seen and the three rocks into which he changed the Xochicalcatl's messengers. On the journey he gathered flint stones and before the gaze of his guardians crossed the rock (Tepecoyohtli) like an arrow which still can be seen in the preclassic city of Tecuescontitla (Place of the stone mounds) where a part of the lands which are being fought over the cultural roots of Tepoztlan can be irresponsibly destroyed by the so-called golf club with possible complicity by some of the governmental institutions. The serpents writhe in scales and quetzal feathers from the center upward, an active element in the scenario of the portada. In front of the sacred incensero and the symbol of Xochicalco (The place of the flower house), the young Tepozteco is swallowed by the serpent. Night and day the moon and the sun await the Tepozteco's future in view of the risk of being destroyed by the exploiters of each epoch of history. The scorpion and the lizard are present and very watchful on the days when it is their turn to guard against the [hostile] police forces from contemporary Xochicalcatl. The evil cannot endure for long and the clouds dressed in their purity at the far right announce the victory of El Tepozteco while he emerges from the belly of the serpent to then continue on the road to Cuernavaca. To one side is the ocelot of San Pedro and the fresh sweet merriment of September's new corn (Totomashco) and the tlacomixtle (half cat, half jaguar) looks on in order to protect the roads throughout the Tepoztecan landscape.
On the right side, reading from top to bottom, we have him victorious going to a celebration in Cuernavaca where, seeing him humble and in rags, they paid no attention to him, and when he then put on his fine clothes they offered him fine food which he poured over his clothes to show that these powerful men who thought themselves the center of the world saw no more than his clothes and didn't sense his humble and brave heart nor recognize his virtues. It was then that he saw the teponaztle and his desire to play it was refused (we now conserve it as a relic), so he took it. El Tepozteco is persued by the soldiers of the Lord of Cuernavaca, but as he is the son of the wind, he is carried by it to his mountain where from the heights and from ancient times one hears the rhythm of "totonki, totonki, totonki...tamali, tamali, tamali" which calls to all the barrios to love one another and unite as brother Tepoztecans before the dangers of the Xochicalcatl of modern times. Finally we see the cathedral of Mexico City where according to the legend El Tepozteco assisted by the wind raised the bell to its bell tower, and it is true that the bell of the Santa Maria Natividad church calls with its "tan tan" calls together the united Tepoztecans in this difficult period of our history.
With great love and respect for the ancients and for adult Tepoztecans of both sexes, but above all for all the young people and children who at the tolling of the bells of Santa Maria Natividad and at the bursting of rockets in the skies come forth like a single person ready for anything in the defense of their town and their dignity. Thanks to all the social organizations of Morelos and Mexico for their generous assistance. Thanks to the media of Italy, Holland, Switzerland, and the US which have informed the world and detained for now a repression of huge proportions, for El Xochicalcatl is a monster which does not accept justice.