“That’s her. She’s the one” said my mother when I showed her the picture of this girl on my phone. This was the second time in my life that my mother was foreseeing my future partner. The first time it was my ex who she told me about in a tarot reading. I spent almost…
Read moreReflexiones matrimoniales.
Hace algún tiempo decidí qué es lo que quiero hacer de mi vida. Quiero ser un guía espiritual, pero no de esos inalcanzables, como el Dalai Lama, sino mucho más cercano y real. Soy imperfecto y eso, más que un defecto, es una virtud. La imperfección nos hace humanos y nos permite estar a todos…
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She looked at me and said “beer is your drink. You look really good drinking beer.” That was the weirdest compliment I’ve ever got. We were at this pub in Buenos Aires, near our hostel, and I was having a pint. I just laughed and kept drinking. I do like beer a lot; it’s actually…
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I wake up. A thin line of sunlight points to the right side of the bed. Her side. She’s not there. Haven’t been there for quite a while now. I stretch, fart and yawn. My broken foot hurts. It hurts every fucking morning. Carefully I get out of bed and jump in my one good…
Read moreHistoria de una caída
Lo interesante de mi experiencia cercana a la muerte en San Pedro de Atacama fue que documenté en video cada paso del trayecto. Aquí, el resultado final.
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