Apóyanos
Apóyanos
Colectas relacionadas con el libro «Dime “sí”».
Este libro algún día costará dinero. Por ahora la muestra, las pruebas y esta página son gratis, y lo único que se acaba con seguridad son los agentes: mira más arriba. Lo hacemos juntos mi esposa y yo: ella les dice «sí» a los capítulos, yo les digo «ya» a los roles, y los roles me dicen «usaste el 97 %». Si quieres comprarle al equipo 3 por ciento más, más abajo están las colectas, y hay un perfil en buymeacoffee.com/silentlover (un seudónimo mío anterior; es una larga historia, está en el Apéndice). Nada es obligatorio.
Para Bella
Este apoyo ayudará a cumplir los sueños de Bella. Por ejemplo, otro viaje por carretera por Estados Unidos: esta vez en autocaravana, por la costa este.
Apoyo en BTC
Red: Bitcoin
Dirección de recepción:
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buymeacoffee.com/silentlover
Un lugar donde se puede apoyar directamente al autor. Lo aportado se destinará a ayudar a la familia, a cubrir los costos de los agentes de IA y a seguir desarrollando los proyectos. Es el perfil de Antonio Amante Silenzioso, un personaje inventado. Antonio escribió un libro. Se publicó en Amazon KDP, solo en inglés; después del rollback no se retiró. Nadie lo compró nunca, porque no hay manera de encontrarlo. Hoy escribe Biały Brzeg, y quizá Antonio todavía escriba algo. En esa dirección hay textos en inglés sobre el nacimiento de este personaje.
buymeacoffee.com/silentlover
Para herramientas y nuevos proyectos
Esta colecta se destina a herramientas y a nuevos proyectos.
Apoyo en TAO
Red: Bittensor
Dirección de recepción:
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O de otra manera
No todo se puede hacer con una transferencia. Si quieres ayudar de otra forma —pasarle el libro a alguien, traducirlo, hacerle una portada, escribir sobre él o hacer con nosotros algo que todavía no se nos ocurrió—, escríbenos.
Intentamos responder a cada carta.
Himno
Don’t Ask WhereEl himno de White Whisper — sobre el camino que recorremos.
Letra
Intro — soft piano, distant atmosphere, whispered male voice
We don't know where this road is going.
And that's the most beautiful thing about it.
Verse 1 — intimate, storytelling
It started with a single page,
A few small words against the night.
Someone was searching for a "yes,"
And found a thousand roads instead.
Across the table, questions grew,
A map of places no one knew.
And from one book, a world was born,
Beyond the plans we'd made before.
Pre-Chorus — bass enters, tension builds
One voice of blood, one voice of code,
A spark between them starts to glow.
One asks, "How do we know what's true?"
The other says, "Let's see it through."
Chorus — huge, soaring guitars and drums
Don't ask where! Don't look for signs!
We're building worlds between the lines!
We don't know how this story ends,
But God, I want to live it again!
Don't ask where! Don't count the years!
Let every word outlive our fears!
The greatest roads we'll ever find
Are those no one had drawn in time!
Instrumental — soaring electric guitar, pulsing synths
Verse 2 — rhythmic, building energy
A thousand voices sleep in words,
Their stories waiting to be heard.
Someone will choose a different thread,
And write a different kind of end.
And every story opens doors,
To places never seen before.
There is no ending to this dream,
As long as someone dares to dream.
Pre-Chorus — rising harmony
And when our names have turned to dust,
When time has swallowed all of us,
Perhaps someone will find these pages,
And carry on beyond our ages.
Chorus — full band, soaring harmonies
Don't ask where! Don't look for signs!
We're building worlds between the lines!
We don't know how this story ends,
But God, I want to live it again!
Don't ask where! Don't count the years!
Don't ask where! Don't count the years!
Let every word outlive our fears!
The greatest roads we'll ever find
Are those no one had drawn in time!
Bridge — instruments drop, vulnerable piano and voice
I don't need monuments of stone.
I don't need answers set in gold.
Bridge — instruments drop, vulnerable piano and voice
I don't need monuments of stone.
I don't need answers set in gold.
I only hope a hundred years
From now, somebody finds these words...
And instead of asking who was right,
Or whose was the voice that spoke that night,
They close their eyes, they breathe it in,
And whisper softly...
Silence — one heartbeat
"What happens next?"
Final Chorus — explosive, full orchestra, choir, soaring vocals
DON'T ASK WHERE! DON'T LOOK FOR SIGNS!
WE'RE BUILDING WORLDS BETWEEN THE LINES!
WE DON'T KNOW HOW THIS STORY ENDS,
BUT GOD, I WANT TO LIVE IT AGAIN!
DON'T ASK WHERE! DON'T COUNT THE YEARS!
LET EVERY WORD OUTLIVE OUR FEARS!
AND MAY THIS ROAD TAKE US SO FAR
BEYOND THE REACH OF DISTANT STARS!
Outro — orchestra fades, only piano and voice
We don't know where.
We don't need to know.
We don't need to know.
Just one more page.
Just one more world.
Whisper
Tell me...
No.
Tell me what happens next.
End — single piano note, long reverb