
There are pains that make us scream, hit, moan, or twist. And they express themselves openly, without conditions or restrictions. Regardless of opinions, criticism, or advice, we only want to eradicate them from our bodies. But there are also pains that are suffered in silence because the bond of love, which physically held us together in an almost perfect personal world, was broken.





I do not teach religion, nor do I profess perfection or holiness. But I do like to share conceptual and educational aspects that help us obtain spiritual, economic, professional, or academic progress or that help us obtain personal satisfaction and happiness in whatever circumstances we are living in.
The Doll’s eyes widened, fascinated by the interior of the house. The entire first level was a dance floor with a gray ceramic floor. The walls were painted lilac and covered with multiple brightly colored flowers. Plastic strips covered in green leaves entwined with colored lights hung from the ceiling. In the center of the track was a huge rotating ball covered with small gold-colored mirrors. To one side was a bar where alcoholic beverages were served. The far end was divided into a small stage and a small DJ rig with two huge speakers. The dance floor was also circled by several tables and chairs where people could eat.

This is a very common phrase; I have heard it said by many people. I myself have repeated it countless times in the form of mockery, excuse, disbelief, challenge, or simply to make someone angry. Especially when I joke with my friends or even when, in my student days, someone said to me, “I’m going to beat you in the face”. I answered, “It has to be seen to be believed”.