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The spirit of parrots

Prologue
By Lorenzo, a parrot who learned to fly late — but in time

I was not born to live in a cage.
No winged creature was.
But for years, I believed that was my fate. I believed the world was the size of my enclosure, that silence was peace, and that bars were care. Until one day, someone heard me. Not my songs — because I had stopped singing — but my silence. And that someone decided to change the story.

That someone is you.
Every time you read, every time you feel, every time you choose to question what you were always told. Every time you understand that setting free is not about opening a door — it is about dismantling a culture.

This book is not about me, even if you see me flying across many pages. It is about what we represent. About what we teach each other: that freedom is not a gift, it is a commitment. That love is not holding on, it is staying alongside. That flying is not always taking flight — sometimes it is remaining, with dignity.

The stories you are about to read were written by humans who dared to look again. To see the parrot not as an object, not as a symbol, but as someone. As a subject. As a spirit.

If any line in this book shakes you, moves you, or makes you uneasy — then this flight will have been worth it.

From some branch,
Lorenzo
Rehabilitated and free parrot
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Coro de Guacamayas

Coro de Guacamayas

Rina's story shows that the best intentions can get tangled in cages — but also that it is never too late to find your true community. For years she lived alongside humans who loved her, learned her words, and celebrated her cleverness. Yet nothing could replace the company of her own kind.

When she finally arrived at the zoo, her situation took on a more hopeful dimension: she was no longer sharing an enclosure with dogs and people, but with other macaws. That cage near the lake became a shared space, where her calls were answered and her songs blended into a living chorus. Had she stayed alone, her intelligence and vitality would have faded into isolation; reunited with her peers, she recovered at least a trace of her natural life.

It is worth noting that many macaws in captivity "talk" because they receive smiles and applause every time they imitate human words. That reinforcement leads them to repeat sounds to connect with us. But in full freedom, they gradually stop "talking" — they no longer need to, because they communicate through subtler calls, gestures, and synchronized flight.

That said, not every bird can return to that ideal state of complete freedom. Going back to the forest involves real risks — predators, no ability to find food, unfamiliar territory — and not all of them have the prior training or structure needed to survive.

Rina never reclaimed the jungle, but she found genuine companionship: she learned to fly in a group, share branches, and form macaw bonds. Her story reminds us that when we care for a wild bird, the most valuable thing is not avoiding our own loneliness — it is making sure the bird gets the embrace of its own community. Because in the end, a parrot among its own kind sings louder than any golden cage.

Author: Carlos Andrés Paniagua Delgado

Country, City: Colombia - Medellín

Date: 2025-05-25

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Sócrates, el loro de la calle Palermo

Sócrates, el loro de la calle Palermo

The story of Sócrates, the parrot from calle Palermo, is not just a gripping narrative about a crime and its mysterious setting. It is also a deep and symbolic portrait of the way animals have historically been silenced by a culture determined to see non-humans as lesser beings — incapable of judgment, emotion, or truth.

In this story, a parrot — innocent repeater of a devastating phrase — becomes the sole witness to a murder. And yet his testimony is doubted, precisely because it comes from an animal. That scene echoes a painful question: how many truths have we ignored simply because we did not know how — or did not want — to listen to those who do not speak our language?

Human justice, built on logos, on rational and structured speech, tends to forget that there are other ways of saying, feeling, and remembering. The phrase Sócrates repeats is, in essence, the echo of a conscience that does not distinguish between species. His words are not mechanical babble: they are a cry of memory, an act of loyalty — even of love.

This parrot confronts us with the arrogance of anthropocentrism, with our tendency to assume that moral value and the right to be heard belong only to those who can articulate a defense in human terms. And yet, in his bewildered gaze and his repeated phrase, Sócrates reminds us that injustice needs no translation.

Perhaps the real crime was not only Damián's death, but also the silence imposed on Sócrates. Because denying a voice to those who do not speak like us is perpetuating a system of domination that marginalizes every being that feels, remembers, and loves.

Author: Diógenes de Sínope

Country, City: Colombia - Medellín

Date: 2025-05-25

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