Who are you? A Halloween Story

It all began with a series of minor pranks, small items mysteriously moving places and doors opening and closing as I moved around the house.At first, I did not pay much attention to it, thinking it had no significant impact on my life. Occasionally, it did give me a weird feeling, but then I came…

Everything Happens For a Reason

One of the things that excited me the most back in the 1990s were videogames, I had a Sega Genesis/Mega Drive console, and I was in Sonic’s side in his market fight with Mario. Back in 1996, I got a new game, Sonic 3D, my 9-year-old mind went crazy with the game: amazing graphics and…

Empty São Paulo

Images by: Trip Soundtrack by: Hans Zimmer & Benjamin Wallfisch Edited by: Thyago Falconi

Man’s First Hour in Heaven

Mogi das Cruzes, 1994 I’m 7 years old, my bicycle probably the same age. I have a long downhill ahead, and then an even longer uphill to climb. I look around, no cars, a few people, I push the bike, it screeches, it goes like a rocket, no idea how fast I am going, but it’s…

The Train

The train station was hectic. People walking in all directions in a hurry, kids couldn’t even play with their toys, a mother holding his baby whilst talking on the phone got my attention, she was crying, the baby wasn’t. An inversion of roles. The baby was even laughing, paying attention to something else I couldn’t…

Hiatus

I love vowels. No language, or alphabet No story, or word Would resist a world without vowels . . . They connect letters And out of words Give a meaning to an abstract world . . . As a young boy Learning or trying To learn the language Vowels were my favourite . . ….

Don’t tell Bertha!

London, February 2075 1. Jamie’s commute to work is easy, his house by the Thames is situated just five minutes away from the river-bus stop in Gravesend. It’s not a common thing to commute to work when 96% of the British working population work from home. But Jamie works for the government, he has to…

Too late

I had faith, lots of faith on ourselves. I mean, I used to believe we would succeed. As a species, and transform our environment. But no, we kill. But no, we destroy. But no, we transform. Good into bad, not bad into good. People are tired, mutilated by love or no love. People are not…

Running away

I had taken the bus outside Holborn station, it was a really warm day, the bus was packed. I managed to catch up with all messages on my phone, had at least 10 unread ones. After checking my inbox and replying everyone I played some jazz and put the phone in my back pocket. Half…

Mankind cycles

“Contact”, the Hollywoodian adaptation of the Carl Sagan novel of the same name, was one of my favourites movies in my chilldhood. The feeling the movie used to give me, and still does when I watch it, was really amazing. The idea of receiving a message from another civilisation from another place in the universe…

S(t)imulation

Our brain works in a very interesting way, it stimulates specific areas of itself by using electric impulses, exactly like a computer does. It doesn’t have a central point orchestrating everything, instead, it has many different ‘processors’ sending messages across different areas of the organ, using long and short memories to store and access information. Computers…