Zerebria

Are you the kind of person that you would have called ‘a cool guy’ when you were a child?

Here’s one of the best descriptions of the storytelling process that I’ve ever read:

Imagination is more important than experience and inspiration. I don’t want to give a faithful report on real-life incidents, I want to (more…)

Children are like pure water before it gets stained by our ‘civilized’ procedures (in fact, it is more than a metaphor: it seems the water percentage in a child’s body is higher than the regular adult 60-70%). So, even though nowadays they usually lose their innocence really soon (they better do), it is still possible to (more…)

I feel terrible. My throat is spiked with thorns, I have this intermittent pain in my articulations, I’m cold, I’m hot. A few minutes ago, I went into the shower before removing my soaked sheets, after a night of what only very generously could be named as “sleep”. I remember a moment after shower, when I (more…)

I learned how to write last summer, at the age of 34. I know how to read since my childhood, and all that time I assumed that (more…)

I wonder if we ever notice how different children are from an adults. At least, when it comes down to space, it is easier to notice the difference: children’s body proportions, with their big heads and shorter limbs, are different to ours, so it is easy to conclude that their experience of space in a different from ours (let alone their different sleep and energy consumption patterns… it is the age of discovery).

But such difference is more subtle when it comes down to time. Time for a child (more…)

Bud Hennekes recently posted about his intention to eliminate curses from his vocabulary, for which he has announced that he will hold a “30 day trial” and invites other people to join him.

I didn’t exactly get if such trial intends (more…)

I like a lot that theory that says that one grows up only to become what he was in the beginning. Maybe that’s why I am so interested in children (and generally (more…)

I remember my amazement as a kid when I was told about the presumed mechanic of advertising. The idea behind, as explained to a children, was that creating an association between this or that admired person, and a certain product, would make us go to acquire such product in a rush.

I also remember that my immediate, pure impression as a child, was (more…)

It happened the other day. I was having the habitual fast-paced walk that is currently my sport of choice (remind me to recover my skates one of these days), when my way got obstructed by a family group. (more…)