The Plundering of the Present - El expolio del presente
The Plundering of the Present I'm in a borderline situation. Yesterday I was diagnosed with terminal cancer and tomorrow I will be tested to try to delay its devastating effects. There is a possibility that I may suffer what they call a temporal progression, to lose memories in order to find the abyss. Apparently, inside the hypothalamus there is a tiny organ that has branches with the mammillary bodies, and if it is affected by the compounds that they are going to injecteto me for the test, it can make me live and experiment permanently in the future. A frightening idea because I'll lose the touch with the present. I will not be able to communicate with anyone and I will also know what is going to happen to people and I will not be able to warn them of what awaits them. On the other hand, I will fall into the abyss where memory is lost and I will only be able to experience forward, towards the future of the future. So tonight I will say goodbye to everything and eve...