Hojarasca septentrional
Los menesteres del jardín siempre me han acompañado de alguna manera u otra. Tan así que no me he librado del enfado que causa recoger las hojas que los arboles desechan con el cambio de las estaciones del año. La pereza me llevó a indagar si servirían…
Read MoreNihil perditum
There is a serious dearth of latinamerican people in my surroundings and I seldom meet any anymore here in my neck of the woods or right smack in the middle of nothingness. I traverse the quotidian as I go about my routine and rut and if by perchance I…
Read MoreHorde mentality
I really don’t know if am going to do a good job on this snippet of the diary. Which of course it ain’t a diary because the word implies some sort of daily writing. Journal then. This post comes about in English because I feel it more soundly…
Read Morenon possumus esse certi de exauditione
I’ve lived in Sweden for well over 27 years now and my colleagues, right around these xmas seasons, still ask me how’s it like in México. Which I really don’t mind at all. I usually answer to the best of my abilities to which I, much to…
Read Moredeath by any other means in retrospect: one year ago II
While on the cot reposando as we say in Spanish, it never occurred to me to have visitors. It was always others worried about it and I suppose I got caught in that current of thought. Suffice to say I had none who worried in earnest about my state of…
Read Moredeath by any other means in retrospect: one year ago
Apparently I was about to die. Yes, you read that right. I am a living miracle of sorts. Befuddled as I am byt he whole experience, I am a walking question mark aloof in an unreal world were Mr. Trump reigns at his whims, democracy is practically dead…
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