Surface
“Love is a decision, it is a judgment, it is a promise… Love isn’t something natural.” -Erich Fromm I’m a mental mess, unfit for social life and without any ambition. My only goal in life has always been to find… Continue Reading
English
It ain’t whatcha write, It’s the way atcha write it.” – Jack Kerouac
What’s capitalism?- by Juan M.S
For many, this looks like an irrelevant question, because the answer seems so evident. But definitions are very important to avoid confusion. This is my personal definition, but I’m not so vain as to believe I came up with this… Continue Reading
The one percent: An analysis of economic inequality- by Juan M.S
In the last decades there has been an enormous increase in inequality in countries like the United States, who are close to achieve the endemic inequality of Latin American countries. But, leaving morality aside, Joseph E. Stiglitz, as well as… Continue Reading
A ring’s simplicity- by Juan M.S.
And let me talk to you with your silence That is bright as a lamp Simple, as a ring… -Pablo Neruda How should we start a new page with an unwritten one behind? How to scribble some denouement for our… Continue Reading
A perfect love story- by Juan M.S
How many times have I read White Nights? I’m not sure. I’d say enough times to have this story imprinted on my mind. Is that a perfect romantic story? Yes, it is, because what more romantic than someone who can’t… Continue Reading
The fake glasses- by Juan M.S.
Romantic stories are condemned to be uninteresting to people who have never felt some kind of strong emotion, but, for many, this story will sound familiar. I went to work that day, as any other, trying to focus on the… Continue Reading
Weaning Charly- by Juan M.S.
Little Charlie was his parents’ pride and joy. He was an adorable son, loving and playful, and he’d given many happy moments to his parents. However, there was a flaw in his conduct that was starting to worry them: Charlie… Continue Reading
The empanadas- by Juan M.S
I was walking one afternoon, as usual, to kill time until my wife came back home to dinner. She worked full-time so I was in charge of the household. I didn’t mind the cleaning because it was a small house.… Continue Reading
Bedtime story- by Juan M.S
Amy was preparing herself to sleep, although she wasn’t sleepy. At her grandparents’, bedtime was at 10 pm, which was a huge contrast to her bedtime back at home, around midnight. She’d always bring along a book so she could… Continue Reading
Mazurka- by Juan M.S.
Could you believe there are Poles who’ve never danced a mazurka? Could you believe that lack of romanticism? There’s Chopin, there are beautiful Polish girls ready to blossom to the rhythm of this syncopated dance. But there are people who’ve… Continue Reading