The Hurricane

The early days of October 1958 were upon us. On the first, I had joined the rebel camp. That’s how my life as a guerrilla began. It was a new experience for me, although I had already spent more than four years in the struggle against the dictatorship.

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Cuba: A Great Opportunity Lost

It’s not that we Cubans have lost an opportunity to speak our minds at that improvised grandstand, at that square that was hastily emptied by the authorities. The government has lost a great opportunity to demonstrate to us and the world that it isn’t lying about its intentions.

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Havana’s Obispo Street

Obispo is one of the busiest streets in Havana’s old town: throughout the day, the city’s self-employed work vigorously to compete with State establishments. People’s toing-and-froing makes the street difficult to walk through.

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Cuba: Where’s Fidel?

Some say (somewhat tongue-in-cheek) that what happened on December 17, when the world was informed Cuba and the United States would normalize diplomatic relations after more than 50 years of conflict, blew his mind.

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A Lesson in Metaphysics

In this post, I would like to share an image I dragged back from “beyond” during my last adventure with entheogens. We’ll be going scuba-diving into the depths of Being, so get ready.

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