Short Stories, Poems and Essays
josé maría barrera
Violence is ignorance, not knowing better ways to achieve our ends.
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Pneumaculture
Sweet Sadness
House of Mirrors
Essays
Alone
Backstage
Buried Garbage
Canned Events
Cells and Cities
Cinderella's Wedding
Classes
Color bracelets
Consequences and not causes
Cosmic Clairvoyance
Creating a Company
Darkness
Dinosaurs on the Ark
Dreams as Bubbles
Elders
Engineering
Fear
House of Mirrors
Hypnos
Ignorance
Illusion
Immortality
Innocence
Innocent Cosmology
John and Linda
Journeing into Dreams
Lingoism
Logos
Meaning
Monkey Business
New Dreams
Night and Sleep
Observation is superficial
Personas and Crystals
Plans
Pneumaculture
Reading the news
Rhythms
Sinphony
Surviving Awakening
The City
The Cloudy Crystal
The Conquest of Space
The Flower
The Haircut
The Sphere
The Tea Box
The World as a Clock
Today
Tree
Vanilla or Pistachio?
Vanishing Realities
Void
Who am I?
Poems
3 Haikus
Bittersweet
Black Magic
Brazil
Collector
Dark Lake
Dear NSA
Death Bed
Everything
Existence Theorem
Garden
Garden of Dreams
Juno Moneta
Lexicon
Lexicon 2
Life
Manager
Ocean
Reflections
Routine 1
Routine 2
Sweet Sadness
TV
The Eternal Game
The Eye in the Sky
The Shepherd
Three Shackles
Tomorrow
True Church
Two Beings
Umbilicus
Vanishing
Visa
Short Stories
Alchemy
Ambra Grisea
Genesis
Got Milk?
Heaven
Hell
Roosevelt Avenue
The Ancient Project
The Chinese Girl
The Elders
The English Pond
The Factory
The Fireplace
The Lecture
The Little Orange Ball
The Materialist
The Office
The Parachute
The Reductionist
