Every year on the sixth of July, we cross the bridge of life in Navarra. It’s like the Roman god Janus, after whom the month of January is named—he had two faces: one looking to the past, the other to the future. But we are in the present. A change of era. An era of changes. Liquid times. A spray-on society. Cultural wars. Fear and dreams. Projects and challenges ahead. Morality and immorality all around. Ethics—which is something entirely different. Cultures under threat. A fictitious clash of religions. Brotherhood during festivals. War among brothers. And yet, hope remains—hope for unity, peace, progress, the future. And for those of us who add a grain of sand through food, fun, quality, and sharing unique, unrepeatable moments— On this spaceship flying thousands of kilometers per hour, Alongside its galaxy, Tiny in the face of the vast, eternal, incomprehensible universe. Not even Saint Thomas could grasp the glory of the truth, and even less so can we. He heard the gre...
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