My Most-Read Medium Stories — (Updated Weekly)

Why by winning one can lose? — Have you seen how insects fly to lights and burn themselves? Well, I did the same. My light was being right. But you know what’s crazy? I was right all the time and yet I didn’t get what I wanted. Someone once explained to me, it was because I was…

Now you need to realize the truth — The car salesman removed the cigarette from his mouth and exhaled smoke. “Get out of here, boy,” he said. He refused to negotiate when I asked him to lower the price of the used car. I walked head down, kicking a stone on the sidewalk. I never imagined it was…

What is whiskey for but to tell stories? — Sometimes, you find the most beautiful minds in unexpected packaging. Today, I found one in a milf, and her way of looking at Bitcoin changed everything I believe. I was at a table in her bar. Although you could call it a restaurant. Even a gambling place. The place had…

The dark side of Bitcoin is not even fun to write about — With a little common sense, you can become a money farmer. We are going to get close to the dairy cow they call Bitcoin without getting kicked. But never forget that she is a mad cow. There are three things you have to know: In Bitcoin, you do not invest…

Memory plays the associated sound — Are you deaf? I wasn’t but now I am. Sometimes, I hear phantom noises. Things move and I hear them but I’m not really hearing them. The memory has a gallery of images and sounds that go together. When I see something, the memory plays the associated sound. That’s why…

Who would think of painting the walls white? — You write, look at the text on the screen and pause. You lean back in your chair. Feet on the desk. Why not? You lean more. I never paid so much attention to the ceiling of my studio. But when you’re falling you don’t have much to do. Some cobwebs…

A bonbon, but who wants to eat a dirty bonbon lying on the street? — MARK Mark held his pen. He doubted. Are they the right words? Am I saying what I feel? Well, soon it won’t matter anymore. The desk vibrated. No, it wasn’t the desk, it was his cell phone. She was calling. Mark opened the options menu. He pressed the button several times…

Yeah, that’s what I mean, boy — Hey boy, is it happening? You know what I mean. The Bitcoin thing. Yeah, yeah, to the moon. Is it happening? You know how it is. You buy Bitcoin and you sell it. Higher, higher is when you sell it. You buy it cheap and selling high. No, the other…

A young girl hits the streets — You know how uncomfortable it is. Water mixed with earth slips in. When you walk, it makes noise. Squish, squish. Every morning, Oliver would put a piece of cardboard inside each shoe to cover the hole. …