Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

Migrating Hundreds of boats have arrived loaded with migrants in Mauritania and other coastal African countries, which hold the top spots of the world's richest countries. The thousands of migrants come from almost every country in Europe, the United States, Norway, Canada... The devastating climate changes, the floods, the low temperatures that have affected the planet for more than fifty years, have led to misery in their populations. Only the African continent has remained safe from desolation. Men, women and children. After crossing the oceans and living the miseries of their countries, they arrive exhausted on the shores of the Promised Land. And the authorities of Mauritania, Morocco, Somalia, Senegal, the Ivory Coast... have activated the protocol for receiving migrants. Their advanced societies are the hope of the world. Emigrar Cientos de pateras han llegado cargadas de migrantes a Mauritania y otros países costeros de África que ostentan los prime...

Symphony Life is like participating in a race. When you reach the finish line, which it is supposed only you know, you realize that many others have arrived before you. The discoveries that you have made and that you suppose only you have made, turn out to have been made before by others. So living is a continuum of discovering what others have already discovered.   However, the brain does not rest. Each moment is composing a symphony with the instruments of the past, present and future; of memories, of longings, of frustrations. And to compose a good symphony is to have a brain that knows when each instrument has to intervene, how long it has to intervene, with which other instruments it has to act at the same time and create the magic of feeling when listening to them. That's the hardest thing to do. Sinfonía La vida es como participar en una carrera. Cuando llegas a la meta, que se supone que solo conoces tú, te das cuenta de que muchos otros han llegado a...