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It’s time to fly
For days I’ve been seeing, on a gate at the entrance to my house, what looked like butterfly cocoons. I saw caterpillars walking around there, and I had never witnessed
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Seedless
While they create juicy fruits seedless in laboratories I wonder who will hold the privilege of having a garden when all that madness becomes the norm... I left
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The power of words. How do we talk to ourselves? (EN-ES)
In the world of the invisible there are many things, things that cannot be seen and lie beyond the horizon. They cannot be seen with the physical eyes, but they
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Thought as the starting point of reality. (EN-ES)
Thoughts are not nothing; they are energy and have incredible power over a person, and not just over the person who has them, but over others too, because we are
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El observador / The watcher
English (Click here!) For many, many years—or rather, decades—I have been accompanied by some very curious creatures. Living beings that grow with no other purpose
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ANATOLE - PHOTOGRAPHY STORIES
The dead people pass right by my side, walking, when I go through the streets taking photographs. Most of them pass without even looking at me; some make a brief
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fragmentos
perder-se trata de encontrar un reino sin notificaciones parece vacío afuera pero está totalmente lleno... afuera qué importa adentro / adentro está la forja allí
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We only have the present, one moment at a time. ⏳
If we do not experience every second of life as it happens, it will be a second lost; that second will turn into a minute, those into hours, and those into life
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THE SOUTHERN ROAD - (PHOTOGRAPHY STORIES)
"Words need company, and silence needs solitude", I recently heard someone say, someone who, by the way, strikes me as very wise. And I, a persistent seeker
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Esto sucede
This happens It happens that the rope on which I play at balance is about to vanish: it is held by the wind and by your fingers… your fingers, yes, among my addicted
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Por alguna razón
For some reason On the taskbar, Mr Google shows today a flowery outfit. Oh, tulips! My joy echoes like a ripple throughout my head. I spend a few minutes gazing
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Invisible moments, invisible hours, an invisible self. (EN-ES)
I stand still, motionless in the middle of the crowd, as if watching scenes from a film, but one in which I am an outsider; at that moment, time seems to stand still,
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Cherry Red
Is it true that children play with bubbles near the Sagrada Familia? Could it be that trapeze artists and human cannonballs measure 1.67? Would you ever show up
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Following the cat, the little girl found the source of the magic. 💗✨
There are cats that glow in the dark and can guide us to a magical world, even those who say they don’t believe in it. Often, all you have to do is close your eyes
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Chaos
I wake and see the bathroom light on, and the small red light of the Royal-brand fan at the foot of my bed, showing it is charging. I have been crying in the dream,
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A photo, a memory
This place I photographed in Old Havana transported me back in seconds, as I framed the shot with my mobile phone camera, to my pre-university days. Specifically,
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Un cuento en 1028 palabras [Esp-Eng]
English (Click here!) A story in 991 words On this occasion, if you accompany me, we will travel to the world of voices, not those that come to us from outside,
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HE SEES DEAD PEOPLE TOO!... (PHOTOGRAPHY STORIES) 😀
When I was just a boy of about seven, and only three days after my grandfather Marcos Pinto (my mother's father) was buried, I told my mother one morning, "Mom,
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MIKAÁH, AMONG SOLITUDES AND SILENCES... (PHOTOGRAPHY STORIES)
Of all the otherworldly beings I encounter on my walks, where I immerse myself in solitude and silence, "Mikaáh" is perhaps the most impressive. He is
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And if there really was such a world... I would leave this place. (EN-ES)
Fantasy exists everywhere, but especially in our mind, our imagination, and with it we can travel wherever we want. But also that fantasy exists in our heart, perhaps
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