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I'm finally back in Chile, brimming with ideas. For the past three years, I have lived in London, specialising in and researching neuroscience at the University of Cambridge.

My life hasn't been limited to acquiring knowledge and skills. I love poetry, music, dance, futsal, tennis, swimming, chess, blackjack, and, of course, skiing. I consider myself a loyal, romantic, passionate, and affectionate man.

My interest in neuroscience immediately led me to seek and research a real and effective treatment for obesity. Always searching for a solution to this enormous health problem in the Western world, I integrated neuroregenerative and antioxidant therapies. I further explored this approach through IQ enhancement techniques, which I shared with my university.
The Cambridge project to increase human lifespan by 50 years is very attractive and interesting. At this point, my personal vision differs from Cambridge's; they are committed to genetic medicine, while I have taken my own path. My knowledge of antioxidants has allowed me to discover, explore, open up, and utilise previously unexplored areas of the brain that exert a formidable effect on male sexual health and female fertility. My patients are the happiest.

My entry into the Chilean Army as a Medical Officer was an exciting time. I was assigned to a military complex that housed the Commando and Special Forces Unit, the Libertadores Armoured Cavalry Regiment, and the Glorious 1st Tacna Regiment (glorious for having won the War of the Pacific against Peru and Bolivia).
During the Combat Casualty Rescue course, Delta Force and the US Rangers provided us with rigorous training in Virginia, USA. In joint manoeuvres with the British Royal Navy and the US Airborne Company, I witnessed firsthand the vertical takeoff of the Harrier II GR7 fighter jet, which I still consider sublime.

I am concerned about the drastic decline in birth rates worldwide, except in India, the lack of interest in marriage, and the increasing incidence of vasectomies at very young ages.

I cannot understand how the Vatican can accumulate so much wealth through its real estate agencies and strategic investments on Wall Street. At the same time, young children continue to die of hunger in Africa.

For me, love is not 4 + 4; in my concept of love, it is 4^4.

A separate chapter: Italy. Their culture, their art, their science and research, from Niccolò Paganini and his Caprices, and it doesn't surprise me that they have managed to "freeze" light to create a new state of matter called supersolid.

I am looking for my future wife, who will always be my angel of inspiration, the princess of my heart, the queen of our home, and the mother of our children. She is a woman with a beautiful heart, intelligent and self-assured like an unattainable sky. She perfectly understands the language of love and the essential languages for navigating the modern world. I will give my unconditional love only to her, to her noble and immaculate heart. I want to dedicate all my time to such a sweet woman with a fascinating inner world. I already have a life that I long to cultivate with the woman who lives in my dreams and is present in this world, radiating all her light.

I can give you a true heart. My wings in the wind need your kisses; accompany me on this journey, for I cannot fly alone.

You know you are the princess of my enchanted dreams; how many battles I have fought to have you here by my side. I never tire of searching for you; I wouldn't mind taking risks if, at the end of this adventure, I could win you over. I have painted my princess in an imaginary portrait; I have sung to her in a whisper, very softly. I haven't stopped trying because I believe in miracles.

She lives within me like a song, nourishing the ears of my heart, in every awakening, in my dreams, and in secrets yet unrevealed.
I lose myself in her smile, and before her abyss, I let myself fall.
She is the one who leads me to heaven by the hand, the one who loves me just as I am, who fills the world with joy and fantasy, who highlights all my madness, who accompanies me on the adventure that is life, who heals my wounds with her kisses, to which I always return.

An "I love you," spoken by your lips, sounds like heavenly music to a romance of endless sleeplessness, where a blue sky dwells.
An "I love you," which your lips express, is life itself, the prelude to glory. You don't know how you moisten my soul when you say how much you love me.
To hear you say, "I love you," how much I love you, to know there's a magic that my soul has longed for for so long, and when we love each other, what tenderness!
Because just as my surrender is, so is yours, a supreme madness.
An "I love you," spoken by your lips, is a poem that quickens the beat of my joyful heart. When I hear your voice, how much you love me,
my soul runs to the farthest star, and it is there that the secret is revealed; I repeat to myself, "At last I have some”

From the noise of the world, from the turning of a carousel
From the skin to the deepest part of me, from the depths of my being
From this useless pride and the silence within me
From this longing of mine to live, I want to tell you that I love you
I want to tell you that you are mine, that I wouldn't trade you for anyone
That I'm delirious for having you, I want to tell you that I love you
Because you are so much like me
From my worst failing, from a mistake I paid for
From a downtown phone, from my desire to win
From the joy I feel and this fever I have for you
Since you taught me to smile, I want to tell you that I love you
I want to tell you: I am here, even if I move away from your side
Behind the window of a taxi,
I must tell you that I love you, because it is my only truth
Don't let go of my hand, even if we might end up together
From the white of the page, from my letter, I tell you
of my sincerity

I have to confess that sometimes I don't like the way you are
Then you disappear on me, and I don't really understand why
You don't say anything romantic when sunset arrives
You get in a strange mood with every full moon each month
But all the good you give me outweighs everything else
Just having you near, I feel like I'm starting over
I love you with lemon and salt, I love you just the way you are
There's no need to change anything about you
I love you whether you come or go, whether you go up, whether you go down, whether you're unsure
of what you feel
I have to confess now, I never believed in happiness. Sometimes, something resembles it, but it's pure chance