Saturday, August 8, 2020


 Note: Actually, this is the first post I ever wrote on this blog; I just change its date so that it remains at the top of the list.

Truth be told, the original reason I decided to start this blog was to advertise the novels I publish on Amazon (my Amazon author page HERE). But, since I'm at it, I'll also be posting here stuff about myself.
On every post, I'll reveal a little something about myself, the truth within me, the truth that God has been revealing to me over the course of my life, slowly, oh so slowly, piece by fucking piece, through my (most of the time agonizing) experiences.

Imagine this blog as a slow blooming flower, revealing its beautiful petals little by little, one petal at a time.

Thursday, July 30, 2020

I Love You Superbia


Indeed he loves her. And who can blame him? She has the whole package. She's powerful but also beautiful. Fierce but also girlie. Tough but also sensitive. Self disciplined but also free spirited. She's the perfect woman. There is just one thing that is getting in the way. Superbia does not exist! She is the main character of an animated show. As much as he insists that she exists and they will be together someday. Past a point, he starts seeing her. Hearing her. Feeling her. Talking to her. Making love to her! Everybody believes that he suffers from schizophrenia. I mean, this has to be the case. Superbia is just a fictional superheroine. She can't be a real person. Right? RIGHT?


The first toonophilia romance novel in the history of mankind! No kidding! I'm writing history here, honeys!

How many more exclamation marks are you gonna use, Hector?

Shut up, my inner voice!

Monday, June 8, 2020

What Is Happening in My Life Right Now

I apologize for taking so long to update. As I said on my last post, I planned to start a new blog, where I would talk about historical events in a unique way but also keep posting here, albeit more infrequently.

But do you know what happened then?

Saturday, May 16, 2020

This Post Is Dedicated to a Little Fish (I Will Never Forget You)

This story happened recently, during the quarantine period.

There is that supermarket a few kilometers away from my home. Although there are countless supermarkets close to my home, I prefer riding the train there since I discovered that there is that super cheap private brand of cookies on sale at that store.

And so, that was how I spent most of my afternoons during the quarantine period, when malls were closed. While my parents and siblings were locked in the house day and night, trembling like
chickens because of a non existent virus, I would ride the train to that shop; for the first time in my life, I had a wagon all to myself! I would stand in line outside the shop until the security guard let me in. (Einstein has said, 'Two things are infinite: The universe and human antics during the Corona Virus era; and I'm not entirely sure about the universe.') In the shop, I would take a packet of my beloved cookies from the shelf, then walk over to the counter, with the other customers telling me not to come too close to them. (See Einstein's quote above.) When I finally managed to buy the fucking biscuits and exit the shop, I would walk over to a playground near the aforementioned supermarket, jump over the fence (the door was locked as a quarantine measure; oh, by the way, have I told you about Einstein's quote?), sit on a bench or a swing and enjoy my hard earned cookies.

Next to that playground, there is a fountain. One time, when I happened to approach that fountain and examine it, I found out that there are red fish swimming in it. I felt so sad. Those creatures were doomed to spend all their lives there, in that narrow, aquatic prison. This is so unfair. Those creatures were created by God to explore lakes or rivers or oceans in freedom, not to languish in fountains, bowls or fish tanks just because some selfish people like treating them as living ornaments. Anyway, there was nothing I could do to help those miserable souls, so, as sorry as I was, I shrugged it off and proceeded to have my daily meal of cookies.

Saturday, May 9, 2020

How to Mess Up Your Children for Life.

OMG, they're lovely. (And I don't mean that in a weird way!)

Originally, I intended to title this article 'How to Properly Raise Your Children' or something. But, let's face it, how many people would read an article with that title?

Quit trying, Hector. Nobody's gonna read the blog of a freak like you anyway, no matter what you do.

Shut up, my inner voice!

So, instead of telling you what NOT to do if you wish to successfully raise useful members of society (in other words, people who are the exact opposite of me), I'll tell you what to do if you wish to raise demented deadbeats. Essentially, it's the same article in both cases, except it's told in different ways. Because it's not only about what you say but also about how you say it!

If only you knew that before you were banned from all those forums. Right, Hector?

Shut up, my inner voice!

Now, I know what you're thinking. 'Hey, who do you think you are? If we want advice on that matter, we will address experts, real experts, not someone like you.'

Well, do you want to know what makes me more knowledgeable than any 'expert' about that matter?

No, we don't.

Shut up, my inner voice!

The fact that I had a pretty messed up childhood. I genuinely believe that all that stuff I went through as a child render me more qualified than any college degree possessor to talk to you about kids.

Saturday, May 2, 2020

My Impression of Alyse Parker

'I'm so excited to share with you, guys, the birth control method I use,' said no woman ever.

No, wait, Alyse Parker did! In a video of her on youtube.

Sunday, April 26, 2020

Funny Joke Time!

Once upon a time, in a rural area, there was a poor, uneducated farmer.

One time, a circus came to the town. The farmer decided to visit it. After all, having spent all his life in his hometown, he had never seen such a thing. He was so excited and impressed.


The next moment, all the spotlights were pointed at the farmer, who, needless to say, was laughed at and humiliated.