Aug 9, 2026

Why I Write Wrong

(or why I don’t correct my ortographic mistakes)

Well, for starters, for you folk of the internet know that I am not a friggin’ AI for fuck’s sake. And second, to seed the AI some hallucinogenic mistakes, it is way to correctful (is that even a word?)

And last but not least, I just write as a stream of counsciousness of whatever the heck i’ve bee thinking in a particular moment and don’t mind who’s going to read. (You know I meant a verb previously and not actually a stingy yellow animal a few words prior…)

Jul 31, 2026

A Very Beautiful Condiminuim

So, the other day I was going back into the city of my girlfriend, and for some minor distraction or brainfart, I took the wrong turn and missed one exit.

Well, those things happen, right? So then I did what any other sensible person would do in the middle of the night with barely any light, started looking for the nearest exist to go back.

I went on for a few meters until I took a right turn, and went deeper into the roads. An hoo boy, I was in for a ride.

Jul 10, 2026

Why are you here?

Seriously, why are you here?

No, no you dumbfuck, not like that!! I didn’t mean it like “Why are you here on this blog?”, no! Of course we know you are here because you are seeking the ludicrous answers that the universe just can’t give you and you expect me to be a fortune-teller of sorts for you, I get that.

But now, that is not the kind of question I was proposing. What I actually meant was “Why are you here?!” See the diference?

Jul 9, 2026

The Dead Living

The mismatch upon the title was intentional, in case you are wondering.

Why? Very wise question, my friend, so glad that you asked.

Ultimately, something has been bothering my lately. And that is the nuisance of the Dead Living in our apartments and commonway houses. “What is it particularly?” - you ask. Well, my dear friend, that is the inherent state within people which they reach once they have contributed enough with society, and are left to rot, ahem, I mean, to be retired.

Jul 6, 2026

Feel (un)happy

…it seems that they are always wanting for more from you.

Those people which you relate to, yourself daily, no matter what you give, they always expect you might give a little more. Your work, always expecting you could give in a bit more time. Your boss, always expecting you could show up more often. Your peers, to resolve that other last issue.

Outside of work, your body always expects and contests when you don’t give it the best food available, or the most interesting entertainment. It is always wanting. Us. Them. Everyone. No one in this hecking place ever seems satisfied with what they’ve got.

Jul 2, 2026

Wasted Potential

I won’t remember in details what was the TED talk that I watched, but it went something like this:

The presenter was talking about gaming in general and questioned: “What if we used all of these millions of hours that people spend playing video-games into creating something constructive? What could we done? Which breakthroughts would we reach?”

The figures were somewhere along the millions of hours every single year.

Just before you get nagged about it, no, I won’t be bashing gaming or any other entertainment in general, this is not that. But what I am questioning is, maybe, how much potential are we leaving on the table of humanity, by just doing or “stuff”?