Loss
I've been dreaming about loss, why? Loss of material objects that were in my possession a decade ago (such as computer disks or books), or still having to finish some exams to earn my college degree or even my high school diploma (a recurring dream I have that I'd love to look up in the ...
New Year’s Resolutions
[series-miru] Dear Miru, Three days ago, you turned one year old. We had a great time in Luxemburg, together with our couchsurfing hosts and their wonderful children, who gave you a cake with one candle. From there, we traveled to the Morvan in France, where your parents are doing helpx for the first time. It's ...
Kiekeboe
[series-miru] The last episode of this series that I'm writing for my daughter appeared many months ago. This is not because there was nothing interesting in between, but because I couldn't find the time and motivation to write. We have been traveling, and had some bureaucratic issues to take care of regarding our simultaneous "legal" ...
Boredom
Dear companion, would you like to write about boredom with me? Would you mind if we leave out scientific studies involving cortisol levels, inhibitors, synapses, our neocortices and neurotransmitters. Would you mind it not containing literary quotes by the likes of Schopenhauer, Ciorán, or Sartre? If it becomes a mere piece of reflection, an invitation ...
infinite responsibility
To block the thought of our finite existence and the fear of death, we've invented the idea of infinite growth and progress, and materialized it as the celebration of greed (amassing wealth as a purpose in itself). What if we take a step back and pretend we have infinite responsibility for the planet, for future ...
FAME
Because a writer is supposed to desire the award. He would be betraying everything if he plays indifference. The award is the highest attainable goal, the apex of any artist and it's blasphemy not to want it with all our might. The award is the appraisal of the Big Other, the ultimate crown on our ...
Adrift
For a moment, drifting in that beautiful illusion that we can articulate a world we have in common. For a moment, feeling reality reverberate in our ecstatic minds, feeling the gentle pulses of the blood vessels that support our brains. We experience all the truths we have established, we are sure that our brains are ...
July 5. Who is the zombie?
Just give yourself a break. If there is a mantra of wisdom, giving yourself a break from all too much devouring self-criticism should be in it.
Play "Who is the Zombie?"Cast: - a random group of people - a zombie; the zombie should look exactly like the people in the groupThe zombie has to mix ...
May 9. Weary Cartagena.
I slept long, had breakfast with cheese bread, and wrote.
I went to eat something in old town, and wrote.
I went back to the hostel, and wrote.

"Some entries just say that he wrote."
-"Yes, it's boring, I feel like he is giving up."
"What do you mean, giving up?"
-"Like he's not ...