elespacioreal

elespacioreal

Magician


From today

9 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

today I forgive myselfI reconcilefor all the dogs that I have lovedand they have died,today I respect myself, I dispense the blame,today the sun shines on my bodytouches the bone marrow of the present daysthat they are the only ones on the rise,today...

This is the truth.

8 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

Under this skyThis is the truth. I hidewith the stone in handthinking that I can escape but what is hiddenkeep stayingIn the same place. Beyond,it is impossible to know. There is no salvationthe bird is already injured.No one could find itin the midd...

I asked you if you remembered that

7 Feb 2021 1 minute read 1 comment espacioreal

a few days ago I asked youif you remembered that, when you were walkingon the bike with wheels, I followed you to the side,running to your side, and that I was laughing becausethe red sweats on your cheeksthey gave the appearance of a tomato with eye...

Ubik (1969), Philip Kindred Dick

6 Feb 2021 2 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

From the novels I have read about him: The Man in the High Castle (1962), The Ray Gun (1967), The Transmigration of Timothy Archer (1982), Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? (1968), Ubik is the one that I liked the most. This is a super subjective...

I can't say how it happens

5 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

look, I can't say how it happensbut suddenly my teeth are no longer milkapparently I'm olderI find it a bit difficult to roll on the floorand stretch later because my bones crack like branches,overnight you are an orphanand mustaches and hair are get...

just say: it won't happen.

4 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

just say: it won't happen.And even if it happens, it won't happen.we will always be victoriouschoosing the best fish from the gondolaseven if we don't have money to pay itJust say: I deserve it.We fear ethereal hunger, made of drizzle feathers and bo...

We are not sure of the pleasure of the rain.

3 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

After the water of the last days and the cool, the cicadas are heard. Their chirping sounds before the next storm. The hawk came to the top of the gazebo and, as it perched on the branch, a small pale feather detached from its body and pierced the ai...

The silence that writes us.

2 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

The smell of damp earth takes over the garden and brings other storms. Other summers in which everything could be lost under water, until the time that promises stopped being. Who will free us from what wets and returns? There is always a thunder tha...

A memory of fire emerging from green.

31 Jan 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

Throughout the afternoon the hawks flew from side to side across the garden. More than actual visions, they were a hunch most of the time. Now the male is standing on the roof of the house which is the center of the lot. Leaning forward and on the pr...

Watching the stains fade

30 Jan 2021 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal

There they come from the mountainmarching the clandestine flowers,those that were born near the magmawhat lit the wick of its roots. There they come falling from the cloudsthe seeds by an arrow bowAnd the shoots grow in the cracksin the corners, in t...