Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

The volcano It was being a closed night, and the volcano opened, showing its entrails to the world, giving birth to all that singular beauty. Its cries of birth invaded the air reaching to the other end of the world. The three universes united in one: the roars of pain, the burning color of lava, and the strong smell of birth pain. It knows that he acts as an intermediary between the pregnancies of the earth and the outside of the world, changing it surface and feeding iit from its inside. El volcán Era una noche cerrada, y el volcán se abrió, mostrando sus entrañas al mundo, dando a luz a toda aquella singular belleza. Sus gritos de parto invadían el aire llegando hasta el otro extremo del mundo. Los tres universos se unieron en uno: los rugidos de dolor, el color ardiente de la lava y el fuerte olor a dolor. Él sabe que actúa de intermediario entre los embarazos de la tierra y el exterior del mundo, cambiando su superficie y alimentándolo desde su interior. ...

Thoughts Superman met Einstein in heaven. After greeting each other warmly, Superman asked Einstein: -Master, explain to me why we cannot understand everything. -The raw material of understanding is ideas. We use ideas about things to try to go further. But deep down, it's just ideas. And they have served us well, but sometimes they don't represent the real world. The qualities of space and time are human attributes. Let's say that there is the real world, on the one hand, and the world of ideas on the other. Sometimes we think that ideas are the real world. The usefulness of ideas is manifested when they can predict the behavior of the real world. -But ideas can be more real than the real world. Real worlds can be created with ideas. I am an idea, but that idea may become a Superman in the real world in the future. -That is the miracle, the force of creation and transformation of ideas. In the future I hope to meet you again, already you being a real Superma...