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Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos
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The moon is more precise in dreams,
and sighs can paint the infinite.
August 25, 2025 at 3:00 PM
The wolf howls to the moon, expecting no echo. That is its passion: a rite that journeys from breath to music, from being to the infinite.
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El lobo aúlla a la luna sin esperar eco. Esa es su pasión, el rito que va del aliento a la música, del ser al infinito.
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(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
August 23, 2025 at 1:26 PM
I have learned to observe myself within the world's movement, without trying to catch up to it or control its constant change. Because the happiness that accompanies me isn't a destination; it's my way of coexisting with others, of being, and of challenging myself.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero, Bogotá).
August 9, 2025 at 3:15 PM
The clouds race swiftly today, wherever they may drift, the wind propels them so the rain may find its destiny on earth. If we observe with care, we might feel that same invisible push.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
July 27, 2025 at 1:34 PM
Life's quiet unfolding: a measure of growth, a canvas ever-renewed. Like this little tree.
July 24, 2025 at 9:06 PM
With time, I managed to nest my meditations, faint echoes of my being, within her laughter, an epiphany of the eternal now.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
March 21, 2025 at 3:38 PM
Year 2655. Before our very eyes, the ZETA Hadron Collider, a behemoth of titanium, intricate with quantum circuits. The selected particle, a stabilized Higgs boson. The objective: to send it into the past through quantum retrocausality, to influence CP symmetry and give rise to the universe.
(MAGR).
March 16, 2025 at 11:13 PM
Some objects are merely fleeting shadows we utilize. Others, with sentimental or practical worth, anchor us to the world, compelling us to forge institutions or communities to safeguard them. Yet, it is in the art of sharing with others, so it is said, where that which is possessed multiplies.
February 24, 2025 at 11:02 PM
According to Einstein's theory of relativity, time dilates as an object approaches the speed of light. Upon reaching this speed, time dilation becomes infinite. This implies that time completely stops for an object traveling at the speed of light.
February 21, 2025 at 7:17 PM
In a library lost to time, where echoes and shadows danced in the dim light of ageless wisdom, I unearthed a book that demanded to be read. Its pages whispered of empathy, the key to unlocking connections with others, and perhaps, even with the self.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
February 16, 2025 at 2:11 PM
The mere avoidance of solitude, the suffocating embrace of love, and immersion in the clamor of life's stage no longer satisfied his soul. He longed to recall the profound truth: that life itself is its own inherent justification.
February 16, 2025 at 2:08 PM
He sensed the unrest in his love, a faint tremor that belied her calm. Knowing her well, he knew something troubled her. Without the right words, he took her hand and led her to the beach. The waves then breathed a sigh.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
February 12, 2025 at 4:50 PM
To read is to dwell within language, where every meaning is a whisper that beckons us. Yet, in our times, many struggle to unravel intricate information. And even to fathom our own emotions demands a semiosis, a delicate dance with the tapestry of reality.
February 11, 2025 at 11:00 PM
Religious fanaticism involves clinging to ideas that transcend tangible reality and are perceived as more real than reality itself.
February 10, 2025 at 12:19 PM
I've said it countless times. Your fears, your dreams, your uncertainties, they seep into me. Yet, I sense a chasm between us, a void that stares back at me with the cold indifference of a mirror. It's the abyss of our hubris, the vain belief that we know it all.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
January 28, 2025 at 4:29 PM
The constant transformation of energy and spacetime fabric, as a natural explanation for existence, as a self-organizing system with no inherent purpose or causality beyond that emerging from its own interactions.
January 28, 2025 at 4:27 PM
She’d always thought of ships as having their own goals, steered by the ocean’s crazy, mysterious energy. That’s why she was convinced she could wait for a love that wouldn’t just disappear like, you know, those foamy bubbles on the beach.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
December 19, 2024 at 10:56 PM
Choosing a career, falling in love, a random accident: these events are all contingent, meaning they could have never happened. This teaches us that there is no state of absolute necessity, no final or ideal phase towards which things are directed.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
November 24, 2024 at 12:39 AM
We often pathologize grief, anger, and melancholy, viewing them as diseases to be cured. But these emotions are essential parts of the human experience. When we chase after happiness as an endless state, we deny ourselves the richness of life's complexities.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
November 12, 2024 at 12:39 AM
Today, the public agenda is manipulated to sow division rather than foster unity. Special interest groups create false alarms by exaggerating issues like public debt or family breakdown. These alarms are used by transforming complex problems into "culture wars. Solution: the democratic dialogue.
November 11, 2024 at 2:26 PM
The echo of her childhood friend's laughter still rang in her ears. She could almost feel the squishy mud between her toes and the warmth of their hands intertwined as they danced in the rain. She knew it was just a memory, but for a moment, as she dropped her umbrella, she felt truly alive.
November 10, 2024 at 5:15 PM
A dog darted across the street, sending phones flying, coffee spilling, and gazes colliding. In that chaotic instant, we were all connected by chance, our lives intersecting in a surprising way.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
November 9, 2024 at 11:35 PM
Our throwaway culture has conditioned us to see imperfections and disagreements as deal-breakers. We claim to not understand others, yet we struggle to even understand ourselves. The fear of failure and vulnerability has become all too common.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
November 4, 2024 at 5:08 PM
They moved in perfect sync, the rhythm of their breaths a shared heartbeat. Her fiery hair danced in the current as she beckoned him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. With the grace of a dolphin, he carried her into the depths, where they were truly free to be themselves.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero).
November 3, 2024 at 6:34 PM
Infinity: there's nothing quite as unsettling as the futile task of filling a bottomless cup in a dream. Yet, within a forest, every tree, insect, and leaf is a universe teeming with microscopic life, each creature interconnected in a vast web of relationships.
(Miguel Ángel Guerrero Ramos).
November 3, 2024 at 4:25 PM