Creating boxes with recycled materials Greetings, friends of the community. I am among you again to show you another publication where homemade works made with recycled materials will be carried out, specifically talking about the creation of boxes with toilet paper tubes. So without further ado let's get started. To do this, you have to follow these steps: 1- we take a toilet paper tube and then flatten it with our hands. 2- then, with the help of a ruler and a pencil, we…
Short story: The Silent Scream The hospital waiting room was a place where time seemed to stand still. The walls, of a yellowish white, were stained by the passage of countless patients and families who, like Javier, were waiting for news that often never arrived. The air was permeated with a disinfectant smell that could not hide the sadness and despair that floated in the atmosphere. Javier was sitting in an uncomfortable chair, with his gaze lost on the floor. His mother,…
Top 5 musical - January, 2025 Well, friends, it's a pleasure to be among you and to bring you again the long-awaited monthly count of the most listened to musical bands. A count that focuses on the 5 most played since my Spotfy playback, and in turn, linked to my profile on LastFM. It should be noted that this month that has already ended, January, has brought us back a mastery in the Spanish language, and in which there is only one English-speaking band. And what could be…
Short story: Beyond Words: Andrés' Journey towards Assertive Communication In the heart of a small town surrounded by majestic mountains and green valleys, where the sun hid behind the peaks painting the sky with orange tones at sunset, lived a young man named Andres. His kindness was legendary among the villagers; everyone knew him for his warm smile and his willingness to help anyone in need. However, behind that friendly facade was hidden a weakness that caused problems…
Short story: The Fight for Azura: A Legacy of Ashes In the small and picturesque village of Azura, where the seasons seemed to dance to the rhythm of nature, a series of unexpected events unfolded that would forever change the lives of its inhabitants. It all started with a struggle for a cucumber, a seemingly insignificant object but loaded with deep meaning. The cucumber in question was not just any cucumber; it was the largest and most perfect one that had ever been seen…
Short story: Hidden Messages in Rock: A Mystery that Never Ceases In a small cozy basement, surrounded by posters of classic bands that covered the walls and vinyl stacked on worn shelves, two friends, Diego and Valeria, spent the afternoons immersed in the world of rock. Their weekly ritual consisted of enjoying coffee while listening to music on an old record player that seemed to have been rescued from another era. Next to him, a laptop was always ready to explore…
Short story: The Whisper of the Forgotten Pages The village of Vallembruma clung to the foothills of the mountains like a well-kept secret. Its mossy stone houses and cobbled streets seemed stopped in time, except for the constant hum of routers and tablets escaping from the ajar windows. Twelve-year-old Luca Branwell was the proud owner of the city record in *Galaxy Warriors*... until that autumn afternoon when his grandmother betrayed him with a book. - Grandma, that's…
Short story: Networks of Hope and Dust The village hung from the mountain like a dry crust, its steep streets tracing scars on the rocky skin of the mountain range. The adobe houses, eaten away by decades of corrosive rains and institutional oblivion, displayed their entrails of rotten reeds and twisted beams. Sofia was walking through the old municipal school, today reduced to a skeleton of chipped walls where the wind whistled scores of absence. Each step raised swirls of…
Short story: The Digital Dawn: Shadows in Neo-Eden (Chapters 1 and 2) ## Chapter 1: Neo-Eden Neo-Eden glowed under an artificial sky that was tinged with violet and golden hues, thanks to the floating solar panels that powered the city. These panels, a technological innovation that made it possible to generate renewable energy over bodies of water, were just one part of the arsenal of sustainable solutions that made Neo-Eden a model for the future. Maya was walking through…
Short story: The Digital Dawn: Shadows in Neo-Eden (Chapters 3 and 4) ## Chapter 3: Global Crises While the group was secretly planning, the streets of Neo-Eden erupted in protests. Giant screens broadcast alarming news of devastating wars in Europe and a food crisis sweeping the global south. Food insecurity had become a hot-button issue, exacerbated by conflicts and the climate crisis affecting millions of people. In his sustainable engineering workshop, Maya's father Kofi…
Short story: The Digital Dawn: Shadows in Neo-Eden (Chapters 5 and 6) ## Chapter 5: The Resistance in the Shadows The metallic echo of unidentified helicopters rumbled in the rusty pipes of the abandoned warehouse of Sector 7. Maya adjusted the filter on her gas mask as she analyzed the holographic projections floating on a table covered with improvised circuits. On the chipped walls, digital protest graffiti flashed with binary codes that only members of the Digital…
Short story: The Digital Dawn: Shadows in Neo-Eden (Chapters 7 and 8) English: Chapter 7: The Cost of Truth The Aurora Cafe breathed clandestinity. Between the hum of switched-off coffee machines and the spectral flickering of holograms, the group gathered like conspiratorial shadows. Lena, leaning on the metal table that pierced her coat with a surgical cold, displayed on her face a map of recent violence: fresh bruises, scratches that drew constellations of resistance. His…
New Drawing: Street Figther Friends! We are back with our drawings section, in which we are going to present Ken, who is the protagonist of the Street Figther video game saga. Now, without further ado let's see how this work was done in three simple steps. 1- first of all, we are going to draw a sketch on a sheet with the use of a 3H pencil and a ruler, but, not without starting with a couple of crossed lines between each other to indicate the center of the sheet. Once this…
Method to restore coins Whether they are old or not, the truth is that there are coins that are in a state that whose appearance is not attractive, either because of the passage of time or the conditions to which they have been exposed. In my case, I have taken on the task of collecting coins that have ceased to be in circulation in my country, and some that come from abroad; the truth is that, when you see them, you can hardly appreciate their image well because of the type…
How to create stickers at home Greetings, friends. For this opportunity I come to present the way we can create our homemade stickers with materials that are within our reach. So without further ado let's get started. 1- the first thing we are going to do in this case is to look for a grid sheet, since the drawing will be pixel-style. And the image to be made will be mushroom. 2- we select the paintings that will shape our figure and then create the art line with a marker,…
Short story: The Last Whisper of Pompeii The morning of August 24, 79 A.D. came with a bitter omen. Marco Lucio Valerio, a spice merchant with fragmented memories, spat out the sour wine in front of the family lararium, a small altar dedicated to the protective spirits of home. His daughter Claudia, a twelve-year-old girl with charcoal-stained hands, let out a giggle when she saw her father's grimace. - Dad! Claudia exclaimed, laughing. The gods are drunk! Marco smiled, but…
Short story: Huamanga Under Shadows: A Hospital in Times of War The dawn light filtered through the dusty windows of the Huamanga Hospital, painting faint brushstrokes of hope on the worn walls. María López, a young nursing student with idealism still fresh in her eyes, was rushing to prepare her shift. Her hands, accustomed to the delicacy of care, now moved with an almost nervous agility, responding to the palpable tension that permeated the air. The atmosphere was charged…
Short story: Chronicle of Blood and Ashes in Barranquilla ### I. The Omens of the Caribbean The dawn of November 4th brought with it a suffocating heat that anticipated a storm. On the third floor of the North Metropolitan Police Station, Sergeant Ramiro Guzmán was dusting off his old Olympia typewriter while reviewing reports. The rusty fan drew dancing shadows on his desk, where a black and white photo showed his father hugging a ten-year-old boy in front of the old…
Short story: The Night that Changed Everything In the beating heart of New Orleans, where the lights twinkled like shooting stars and the music vibrated with an incessant beat, Kevin Garcia was getting ready to capture the essence of the New Year. However, an invisible shadow seemed to be stalking him from the depths of his soul. The crowd danced with abandon, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to fall apart. Kevin was a passionate photographer, known…
Short story: SPORES OF SILENCE ## I. Breathing wounds Maria was not sleeping. The nights in Lima had become a theater of shadows where the echo of the explosions bit his ankles. Every time he closed his eyes, he returned to Huamanga: the market bursting into a rain of adobe and withered carnations, the scream of a child choking on dust, his own fingernails scratching the earth to find his sister under the rubble. Now, in front of the bathroom mirror of a train station, she…
Micro-stories: The Voices That Burn The Silence The saxophone was crying in some alley in New Orleans when I entered the *La Maison des Ombres*. The broken beaded curtains tinkled like little bones as I pushed the door open. Étienne Leclerc, the owner of the bar, had a scar that snaked from his temple to his collarbone. She looked at me as if she already knew why I was coming: a Peruvian journalist looking for answers in the ashes of a burned-down warehouse. "Eighteen months…
Short story: Under the Ceiba Tree of Whispers The market Perseverance boiled under the sun of Barranquilla. Valeria crossed the Guadua arch covered with purple vines, feeling the humidity sticking her shirt to her back. To his left, a man was shelling cobs with a dry, rhythmic noise; to his right, a girl was selling cocadas stacked like small lunar craters. The air was a thick soup of smells: ground chili pepper, fried fish and the sour sweetness of the overpowered guava.…
Short story: Crypto Loves and Bitter Coffees Carlos spent his evenings in front of a screen illuminated by red graphics that flashed like warnings of a shipwreck. His eyes, marked by deep dark circles, followed every line of the plummeting cryptocurrencies. *Bitcoin: $15,000. Ethereum: $800.* The numbers were dancing in a macabre waltz. "At what point did everything go wrong?," he muttered, rubbing his temples. He had entered the crypto world in 2023, seduced by stories of…
Short story: The Last Beat of the Light ### Day 1: The Shadow That Devoured the World The air was torn at 3:17 PM. A metallic groan ran through the wires before the fans ceased their dance and the screens burst into a funeral of blue sparks. From the balcony, I saw how the soul of the city was fading away, as if the very essence of life had been uprooted. The streets, once full of bustle and movement, became a canvas of silence and desolation. - It's not just our building! -…
New Drawing: Captain America Greetings, friends of the community. We are back with our usual section of drawings, to present the process for the elaboration of Captain America. So without so much detours let's start. 1- with a 3H pencil and a ruler, we draw a couple of lines that will allow us to place ourselves in the center of the sheet, and then, move on to design a sketch of the character that will be modified until having the desired appearance. 2- once the above was…
@mc5punk