Illusion is something that someone believes is real, but it´s not. There are creatures in this world, and in many others, that most people would consider illusions; just because they are able to do things others can´t or, more often than not, because they can´t see them. But there are always people who can; an … More The library (excerpt)
There are moments that determine the path for thoughts. Instants in which extraordinary incidents occur that, nevertheless, could go unnoticed buried in a world of the ordinary. They could… unless they are in the right place at the right time. I have been always a bit reticent to mull over ideas. I have the distressing … More The toy maker II
One Sunday more, the Whinger comes to whine a bit. Because… do you know what is synchronicity? The definition says it´s an apparently meaningful coincidence in time of two or more similar or identical events that are causally unrelated. But I think it´s better defined as those stupid events that piss you off, one after … More Sunday Whinger: Synchronicity
A forest. A cabin. A dark night with no moon. Shadows darker than darkness, dancing among trees, mixing themselves up with surroundings, filling the air with their malicious murmuring and whispering, getting closer to the distant stone walls. The man inside can hear every sound. A branch, that creaked. An owl, who hooted. Wingbeats. Tiny … More The toy maker
Artemisia Gentileschi is a wonderful baroque artist, I am not ashamed to admit I didn´t know until recently. As usually, I don´t like to talk about the artist itself, as I am not an expert in the matter. It is easy to find great websites where you can find everything about her, if you don´t … More Artist Women: Artemisia Gentileschi
Many may think this is crazy. Abuse is well used, isn’t it? Well… No. I was just scrolling through Facebook today when I found a «course» for parents to talk about sex with their kids. I am not going to deep into the depths of what this «psychologist» thinks is the normality for parents to … More Violated Words: abuse
I took this photo in New Year´s Eve of 2018, an impressive show of light and colour in a small town in Iceland, during a soft snowfall in -4°, in an almost elegant way, always silent. Pirotecnia by Iria Tuñas is licensed under a Creative Commons Reconocimiento-NoComercial-CompartirIgual 4.0 Internacional License.
Ouch, ouch, ouch! What a struggle… Because there you are, in your bed, warm, tucked, happy as a baby with a full tummy and clean diapers, and then… Oh, fatality! Your bladder hits you from inside. Knock, knock, knock… This is going to explode… You should get up and go to the toilet… Agh! Damn … More Sunday Whinger: the bloody annoying bladder
They feed on fear. All fears are welcome for them, from the sudden fright you experience when receiving an unexpected call to the deepest, atavistic and unmentionable fear, the ones which arise from one corner of our mind we have no control over. Some have appealed to the term «subconscious» to describe that corner, to … More They are coming…
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