¿Videojuegos, memes, Instagram?
¿O estás viajando, conversando, haciendo arte?

Todas son reales.
Todas son alimento.
Ninguna mejor que la otra.
Simplemente diferentes.

Tú creas tu realidad.

Así como el perro guarda su memoria orinando por ahí,
nosotros procesamos con el mundo.

No solo guardamos,
pensamos afuera.

La pantalla, la libreta, la conversación,
son parte del cerebro extendido.

Memoria viva, memoria compartida.

El perro computa.
Nosotros computamos.

I’m building Ludopoiesis, a poetic system disguised as a game.
An oracle for living,
a deck of symbolic disruptions
to remember that life is more than productivity
and identity is more than a username.

I write when I can.
Fragments, essays, provocations —
seeds that sometimes grow into blog posts
or into quiet revolutions inside those who read them.

I’m exploring the edges of crypto art and social change —
not just selling tokens,
but asking what ownership means
when what we hold are stories, wounds, symbols, shadows.
I believe blockchains can be mirrors,
and that rituals may yet be programmable.

I don’t live anywhere and I live everywhere.
Sometimes by the sea.
Often with Sofía and Jacinto.
I move like a pilgrim
without a temple, but with questions.

Right now, I’m:

• Sketching a book called You Are Not a Number

• Dreaming up NFTs as on-chain oracles of inner states

• Writing slow tech with fast fingers

• Applying to TEDAI Vienna to find fellow travelers at the edge of meaning and machine

This will all change.
But for now — this is my now.