¿Quién mató al general Balmes?

El general Balmes murió después de un supuesto accidente en el campo de tiro de La Isleta en Las Palmas, Gran Canaria, mientras manipulaba una pistola que se había encasquillado. Sobre este supuesto accidente hay muchas sombras y muchos aseguran que el general Franco ordenó su asesinato. En este vídeo intento aclarar algunos puntos.

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El hermano digital

Al final cumplieron su venganza, nos sacaron a las plazas, nos arrancaron muchas páginas y nos pisotearon. Luego nos quemaron. Decían que éramos subversivos y que les metíamos en la cabeza mil historias inciertas que iban contra el orden establecido, pero se olvidaron de que teníamos una réplica digital y, a esa, es imposible arrancarle una página, pisotearla o quemarla. Los libros somos una especie superior. Evolucionamos. No lo olviden.

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The time of the trip

It was time. He took the blackened spoon and prepared the ticket for his trip. He loaded the syringe with the bubbling fluid reviving in the spoon. He looked for the ankle vein, the one hidden in his sock and there he pricked himself.

The journey began with a drowsiness that elevated him to unknown places and kept him there, not knowing very well where he was, but he felt happy.

He escaped from a reality he did not like, which prevented him from throwing himself over a bridge and burying his cowardice once again.

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Se acabó la fiesta

La fiesta siempre tiene un fin y solo hay que esperar a la siguiente.

The party always has an end and you just have to wait for the next one.

Los colores del techo

La luz tiene la capacidad de transformar cualquier espacio.

Light has the ability to transform any space.

The oblivion

The night fell again like every winter night, cold and lonely. He got tired of counting the lanterns that illuminated the wadis of that nameless city. He made a sandwich with some bread, which he stuffed with some stale sausage that he had found in a garbage can in a nearby supermarket. He took out all the documentation he had: the ID card and an old expired passport. He looked for the last time at what he looked like, he didn't even recognize himself anymore. He took some old newspaper sheets and set them on fire with his lighter. When the flames were at their peak, he threw his ID card and passport at the pyre. He grabbed his sandwich and ate It, Watching it burn the only thing that kept him tied to the world.

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Tajinaste blanco de Gran Canaria

El tajinaste blanco es una planta endémica de la isla de Gran Canarias y también se encuentra en Lanzarote y en Fuerteventura con una floración preciosa.

https://www3.gobiernodecanarias.org/medusa/wiki/index.php?title=Tajinaste_blanco