Story for a Summer Solstice
By Carlos Paz.
Life flies by in an instant.
The hustle in which my daily existence finds itself submerged is, I believe, far from ideal or advisable. For as long as I can remember, circumstances have forced me to…
By Carlos Paz.
Life flies by in an instant.
The hustle in which my daily existence finds itself submerged is, I believe, far from ideal or advisable. For as long as I can remember, circumstances have forced me to…
By Carlos Paz.
"Spain borders on the south with the shame of Gibraltar"
In the coming dates, three hundred years will have passed since the theft and subsequent handover of Gibraltar to England. Three centuries during which attempts have been made…
By Carlos Paz.
In my city, such rainfall has not been experienced in living memory as we have endured with such resignation during recent weeks. This period of existential inaction, crisis, and all the…
By Carlos Paz.
Run. Bellow. Bark. Roar. Push. Step harder. Be the best. Pretend. Accept all dogmas without question. Never let anyone perceive the miseries that consume and gnaw at you from within each night. More…
By Carlos Paz.
It's obvious by now that I'm not particularly inclined to write about current events or trending topics, as I'm convinced of being completely useless for such endeavors…
By Carlos Paz.
Letting myself drift through one of my morning walks along the streets of my city, upon reaching the square where the Royal Theater stands, lifting my gaze from the ground, from that ground that…
By Carlos Paz.
February is already here, the quintessential month of cold, more illnesses than usual and greater expenses, in addition to endless nonsense. Nothing good comes from this month. Perfidious and merciless, foolish and unpleasant…
By Carlos Paz.
Regarding the immigration phenomenon, it's not worth deceiving ourselves: the first and direct responsible for the problem is none other than the major economic powers, whose actions encourage the plundering to which…
By Carlos Paz.
The holiday break is now behind us, with its celebrations and reunions, its pretentious pomp and foolish excesses, although for many of us it wasn't like that but quite the opposite, and forced by…
By Carlos Paz.
Quis sicut Deus?
Before the world existed, even before time itself came to be, God created the Angels and all beings that dwell in the Celestial Vault, not one more…