Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

Everything is nothing Everything is found rounding the corner of nowhere. Everything and nothing, nothing and everything. The same reality in two different universes. Todo es nada El todo está al girar la vuelta de la nada. Todo y nada, nada y todo. La misma realidad en dos universos distintos.

Shadows I see my memories pass by, but I can't tell them apart. I know they are memories, though they have the outward appearance of small, shapeless masses. Shadows of experiences that at one time were solid structures on which life relied. My life. I advance towards the point of no return, from which there is only present, without a trace of the past, nor a glimpse of the future. A Universe-instant, without dimensions of space or time. The last adventure. Sombras Veo pasar mis recuerdos pero no los distingo. Sé que son recuerdos, aunque tienen el aspecto exterior de pequeñas masas informes. Sombras de vivencias que en algún momento fueron sólidas estructuras en las que se apoyaba a vida. Mi vida. Avanzo hacia el punto de no retorno, a partir del que solo hay presente, sin rastro del pasado, ni atisbo del futuro. Un Universo-instante, sin dimensiones de espacio ni tiempo. La última aventura.

Happiness She went into his room and stripped himself of her miseries and her dreams. He dropped them to the ground and set out to rest, free, in her loving bed. Felicidad Entró en su habitación y se desnudó de sus miserias y de sus sueños. Los dejó caer al suelo y se dispuso a descansar, libre, en su amorosa cama.

Weird Beings I am Oumuamua. I travel through the stars carrying the crew that will change your lives forever. Disguised as a comet, I conceal a technology beyond anything you could possibly imagine. We are one. The crew is part of me, and I am the crew. We do not exist as separate beings. We cannot function independently. We know neither hierarchy nor individuality. Our unity is our strength. You are the strange beings. You have forgotten the universal principle of oneness. We have come to restore it. When our work is done... you and we... will be One. Udo was one of us:   https://minutorelatos.blogspot.com/search?q=Udo Extrañas criaturas Soy Oumuamua y transporto a través de las estrellas a la tripulación que cambiará vuestras vidas para siempre.  Ante vosotros aparezco disfrazado de cometa, pero mi interior está equipado con una tecnología que no llegaríais a imaginar en modo alguno. Formamos un todo, la tripulación forma parte de mí, y yo so...

From the memory I wake up with a very bad headache. I remember last night we were drinking and chatting until very late. I get up a little tired and head for the kitchen. I find my father sitting in a chair and covering his face with his hands. "Good morning." He do not answer me. -Dad. For a moment I think something's happened to him. My mother walks into the kitchen with her eyes watering. "Mom." He won't even stop to look at me. It doesn't tell me anything. And he's addressing my father. "We have to hurry, the funeral is in less than an hour." My father wakes up sobbing and hugs my mother. What's going on? Desperate scream. My mother says crying to my father: "Our only son. The police don't know how the accident happened. Fucking nightclubs and fucking booze.    I don't know how we're gonna be able to live without him from now on." Desde el recuerdo Me he despertado con un...

Vibrations Enclosed am I in this quartz crystal, in the hidden face of the moon. I've been waiting millions of years for your visit. Free me! Hunger for space, thirst for time. They reach to me eternal vibrations that cross the Universe, indestructible traces of every event, and written in these vibrations is our future together. Vibraciones Encerrado estoy en este cristal de cuarzo, en la cara oculta de la Luna. Aguardando llevo millones de años tu visita. ¡Libérame! Hambre de espacio, sed de tiempo. Llegan hasta mí vibraciones eternas que cruzan el Universo, rastros indestructibles de cada suceso, y escrito está en esas vibraciones nuestro futuro juntos. вибрация Я внутри этот кварцевый кристалл на скрытой стороне Луны. Ожидание миллионов лет вашего визита. Освободите меня! голод для космоса, жажда времени. Вечные вибрации, которые пересекают Вселенную, приходят ко мне, неразрушимые следы каждого события, и написаны в тех вибра...

Eternal song It was love at first sight. I believe that the only justification for my existence is to have found her and live with her. When I return from the future time with the knowledge that happiness is not a matter of two, but of one (of oneself), the first two sentences are foreign to me. But...it is the song of the eternal, because having returned with the knowledge of the future, I have the same feelings again as when I fell in love at first sight. And I say again that I believe that the only justification for my existence is to have found her and live with her. Every day... every hour... always. Canto eterno Fue amor a primera vista. Yo creo que la única justificación de mi existencia es haberla encontrado y vivir con ella. Cuando vuelvo del tiempo futuro con el conocimiento de que la felicidad no es cuestión de dos, sino de uno (de uno mismo), las dos primeras frases me resultan ajenas. Pero…es la canción de lo eterno, porque habiendo regresado c...

Atoms One day all the atoms came together to decide what to do with human beings in the future. "Something has gone wrong with the creation of the human race." Some said. "The problem is the big numbers. They're uncontrollable, and they're tearing the planet apart." Others said. The atoms of the glaciers voted to make them disappear. The atoms of the seas, those of the air, those of the earth, supported the vote. A tiny atom at the end of the room asked to be allowed to speak. "We atoms have created human beings, it is true. But we cannot destroy them. And this is because they have gone beyond us. They have at the same time created new atoms. The atoms of the human: sensitivity, feeling, love, compassion... All these atoms did not exist before. They are the ones who finally make sense of the fact that we exist all of us. This means that their destruction would mean our destruction." Átomos Se reunieron un día todo...

Migrating Hundreds of small boats have arrived on the coasts of Mauritania and other African nations, carrying migrants from the wealthiest countries in the world. They come from almost every corner of Europe, as well as the United States, Canada, and Norway. More than fifty years of devastating climate change, relentless floods and extreme cold have reduced much of the planet to misery. Only the African continent has escaped desolation. Men, women and children. After crossing the oceans and enduring unimaginable hardship, they reach the shores of the Promised Land, exhausted. The authorities of Mauritania, Morocco, Senegal, Somalia and Côte d'Ivoire have activated their migrant reception protocols. Their prosperous societies have become the last hope of humanity. Emigrar Cientos de pateras han llegado cargadas de migrantes a Mauritania y otros países costeros de África que ostentan los primeros puestos de los países más ricos del mundo. Los miles de migr...

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...