The Art of Strategies

Once upon a time, there was a rooster who lived on top of an old barn. Every morning, with the first ray of sunshine, he sang loudly and clearly, waking up all the animals on the farm. One day, a cunning fox who was prowling around the area heard the rooster's song and decided that he would make him his next meal. The fox approached the barn and, with a honeyed voice, called out to the rooster: —Good morning, dear friend rooster. I have heard that you are the best singer in the whole county. Could you come down so that I can listen to you better? Your voice is so wonderful that I want to enjoy it up close. The rooster, who had heard of the tricks of the foxes, responded with cunning: —Of course, fox. But why don't you come up here? From the top of the barn, my singing sounds even better. Plus, the view is beautiful, and you're sure to enjoy a good show. The fox, eager to catch the rooster, tried to climb up to the barn. But the roof was slippery and steep, and it

My girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and we decided to get married. My parents helped us in every way possible, my friends supported me. And my girlfriend was a dream. There was only one thing that bothered me a lot, and that was her best friend. She was smart and sexy, and sometimes she flirted with me, which upset me. One day, my girlfriend's friend talked to me on the phone and asked me to go to her house to help her with the guest list for the wedding. So I went over there. She was alone, and when I arrived, she whispered to me that, since I was going to marry her best friend, and taking into account that she had certain feelings and desires towards me, and that she could not hold back anymore, and that before I got married and committed my life to her best friend, she wanted to make love with me one last time. What could I say? I was completely surprised, and I couldn't say a word. So she said, "I'll go to the bedroom, and if you want to, com

Paco is at Pepa's house watching a movie. The atmosphere starts to heat up and they decide to continue in the bedroom. Pepa is very passionate on top of Paco. But Paco's little friend doesn't want to collaborate. After a while, Paco says he needs to urinate and in the bathroom, he puts on a pornographic video to try to heat up his little friend. He finds a cream on top of the sink and rubs it on while he gets in the mood with the video. Five minutes later, he returns to the bedroom and performs like a champion. Five minutes later, Pepa is already asking for another round. And Paco, with his little friend asleep, decides to repeat the previous operation and returns to the bathroom. He comes out five minutes later, very passionate, and leaves Pepa with a huge smile on her face. Like this 7 times!! Paco, very surprised, because his little friend had never been so active, decides to go and find out what is in the cream that he had rubbed on. Fifteen minutes late

This is an essay by Viktor Frankl, neurologist, psychiatrist, Holocaust survivor, and founder of the discipline we know today as Logotherapy. Who Makes You Suffer? Who hurts you? Who breaks your heart? Who damages you? Who steals your happiness or takes away your peace? Who controls your life?... Your parents? Your partner? An old love? Your mother-in-law? Your boss?... Guilty? You could make a whole list of suspects or guilty parties. It's probably the easiest thing to do. All you have to do is think a little and name all those people who haven't given you what you deserve, who have treated you badly, or who have simply left your life, leaving you with a deep pain that you still don't understand today. But do you know? You don't need to look for names. The answer is simpler than it seems, and that is that nobody makes you suffer, nobody breaks your heart, nobody damages you, or takes away your peace. Nobody has the ability to do so, unless you allow it, unles

A few years after I was born, my father met a strange newcomer to our small town. From the beginning, my father was fascinated with that charming newcomer and then invited her to live with us. The stranger accepted and, surprisingly, my mother did too! As I grew up, in my young mind, she already had a very special place. The Lover My mother taught me what was good and what was bad and my father taught me to obey. But the stranger was stronger, she enchanted us for hours talking about adventures and mysteries. She always had answers to anything we wanted to know. She knew everything about the past, the present, and even could predict the future! The annoying thing was that we could not disagree with her. She always had the last word! She was the one who took my family to the first football game. She made us laugh and cry. The stranger almost never stopped talking, but my father loved her. My mother, who was even jealous, told us to be quiet so we could list