Category: The Writings | Page 8

In the beginning

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was a color—red. Red represents life and death, both united in the same space, a drop of blood, enough to create a new life, enough to bring death and pain as soon as we realize we are not immortals.

Hero or Tyrant?

Hero or Tyrant? A very thin line divides the two, one next to the other sometimes can be the same. The only registries of our existence in this world are the archives of history, but even history it’s written by men, and mankind is subjective and capricious. Many of the greatest artists the world has […]

The Joker

Five poker cards are lying facedown on a wood table. I take them and slowly peek at them. The first one is a jack of hearts, the second one is a joker, and the third one is… a joker also. With a strange feeling moving up my spine I unveil the two remaining cards: two […]

It’s MINE

Before the Dawn of Civilization there was violence, in its more tangible form—War. Some people believe that human being is inherently violent, and human temperament is a reflection of our repressed animal instincts in our process of domestication.

The individual

Even when we live our ordinary lives immersed in it, human society it’s complex to understand: it’s difficult to grasp where the individual finishes and the collective begins. But, it’s even harder to find ourselves as an individuals within the boundaries of totality. We don’t know certainly if society it’s the addition of individual efforts, […]

The Waterfall

The sun shines in the clear blue sky. The wind blows, carrying a fresh breeze with a smell of wet earth. Big, green trees move with the rhythm of the wind, like dancers pulled through the air. I feel the high grass hitting my knees and its softness when I step on it, hearing the […]

The Hand of God

Religious and atheists believe—consciously or unconsciously—in a higher order, a synchronicity, a universal flow or a will of divine proportions that dictates or influences in a degree the outcome of events in our ordinary lives. My grandmother—a woman of faith—used to say that “A leaf can´t move without the will of God,” and I always […]

The Begining

“Life is a journey of understanding. Understanding that there is not journey at all. We don’t pursue for a destination, WE are a destination.” M. Ch. Landa

The time

“People look into their watches waiting for the right time, forgetting that they are whom turn the hands.” M. Ch. Landa

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