viernes, 17 de julio de 2026

📝 La Verdadera Riqueza de una Escritora: Libre de Apariencias y Fiel a Dios

👉 🇺🇸 Ver versión en inglés aquí

En mi vida y en mi obra que no es mía sino de Dios nada sucede por casualidad. Dios utiliza mis pequeños deslices para recordarme que no son mis palabras sino sus palabras que no son simples textos fríos; están vivas, nacen espontáneamente y habitan precisamente ahí, dentro de su Espíritu, por eso, si quieres entender mis escritos aprende a leer con el alma y El Espíritu, no con la mente porque quizás con ella no vas a entender nada.
Voy resguardando con La Ayuda de Dios Mi Nido Espiritual frente a la difamación poniendo oídos sordos a voces fuertes que escucho con palabras necias y busco no mirar o ignorar los ataques que con mala intención me hacen desde el exterior tirando piedras y escondiendo la mano para ver mi reacción.
No pierdo mi tiempo viendo o escuchando lo que puede hacerme daño y sólo me concentró en compartir las bendiciones que Dios deposita en mi interior mediante escritos con verdad, cocinados dentro de mi espíritu gobernado por El Espíritu Santo de Dios.
Y para terminar este pie de foto con broche de oro les digo que tengo que aprender a que las equivocaciones y las metidas de pata que pienso que tengo, suceden porque Dios quiere que pasen, como esas palabras que solas se hicieron grandes en el anterior contenido de este pie de foto 🤔🙏.
✍️ Autora: Cira Arroyo Fuentes
📅Fecha y hora: Sábado 18 de Julio del 2026, a las 2:05 PM
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📌 Introducción
Abro las puertas de mi alma para compartir una profunda reflexión sobre la verdadera riqueza humana que se encuentra dentro del Espíritu mediate el desapego del exterior, de lo material y de la hipocresía de una sociedad que utiliza la mentira y el chisme para destruir al prójimo.
📜 Mensaje

CAPÍTULO I: El Legado del Desapego y la Custodia del Nido

Si me preguntan cuál es la riqueza que realmente heredé de algunos miembros de esta familia, diré que es el don de dar. Uno solo puede dar de lo que tiene, y como yo soy de las que vive hacia adentro y no hacia afuera, doy de lo que abunda en mi interior. 
Muchos en el clan Arias Chaves por parte de mi papá y por parte de la familia de mi mamá compartían ese desapego; les gustaba ayudar y alimentar a otros. Mi padre era así: sembraba para que otros comieran y regalaba la mayor parte de sus cosechas. Yo heredé ese espíritu de dar, sufro al ver frutos perderse en mi lote bajo los árboles y, aunque sea poquito, lo comparto con los vecinos.
Mi mamá era feliz dando a los demás también por eso hizo una pareja ideal al casarse con mi papá.
Sin embargo, a diferencia de la casa de mis padres donde entraba tanta gente, la vida me enseñó a ser celosa con mi intimidad. 
Aprendí a ser precavida y a proteger mi nido, porque así como entra gente buena, puede entrar la mala. No me gusta ver personas registrando mis cosas o vigilando qué tengo y qué no tengo. 
Tengo mi propia personalidad y me vale madre el llamarme a mi misma o que me llamen 'La Famosa sin Plata' porque si tengo las riquezas que más busco que son las que están En Mi Nido Espiritual con Dios. 
Mientras otros viven rajando con lo que tienen, aunque lo deban todo, yo sé que mi tesoro más grande es el Dios que habita, me inspira y me hace crear todo lo que escribo.

CAPÍTULO II: El Sabio Mundo de la Escritura frente al Veneno del Chisme

En este caminar, he aprendido que no puedo creer en todo lo que escucho. 
En los pueblos y vecindarios abunda la gente que anda hablando mal, mintiendo y levantando falsos para dejarte por el suelo completamente. Te inventan que eres ladrona, una vieja desgraciada, y lo peor de todo es que la gente repite tanto esos inventos que van creando 'verdades' que en realidad son puras mentiras repetidas como radio chocho. 
Hoy en día, el mundo está al revés: a lo malo le llaman bueno y a lo bueno malo.
Crean mentiras gigantescas con el único fin de que nadie te hable y que todo el mundo se aparte de ti.
Por eso yo prefiero mil veces quedarme en Mi Nido o en Mi Aposento con Dios escribiendo y compartiendo el mensaje de Dios, que estar metida en corredores de casas chismeando y despellejando a las personas. 
Hay mucha gente a la que le encanta desacreditar y pisotear a los demás con calumnias solo para exaltarse y sentirse superiores ellas mismas. Pero a mí no me engañan con sus trampas y zancadillas materialistas; yo sé discernir perfectamente quién busca las riquezas del alma y del Espíritu y quién vive en la miseria del chisme y la ambición. Que sigan murmurando si me ven con un bastón o sin lujos; mi vida y mis finanzas son un secreto entre Dios y yo.
Tengo la rapidez de pensamiento de los Arias Chaves, a quienes los ignorantes tildaban de 'chiflados' o 'locos' solo por ser inteligentes, avanzados y llenos de ideas.
Si hablar sola, conversar con las plantas y hablar conmigo misma y con Dios es locura, ¡pues estoy bien loca!... Pero si es inteligencia, soy muy inteligente y me aferro a esta opción ignorando el ruido envidioso y calumniador exterior. 
A mí me vale madre lo que piense la gente; solo me importa lo que Dios piense y lo que piense yo. El sabio mundo de la escritura es mi hogar y escribiré hasta morir, porque vivo para cumplir la voluntad de mi Creador no la del mundo.

CAPÍTULO III: Manifiesto de Identidad, Herencia y Propósito

Al final, esta gente materialista y destructiva olvida que nada material se lleva: no pueden ponerse dos vestidos a la vez, ni comer en dos mesas, ni dormir en dos camas. 
Mientras el mundo pierde el tiempo en intrigas y eventos sociales, a mí el día se me va volando porque amo lo que hago.
Yo no me voy a quedar callada; voy a decir todo lo que tenga que decir en esta vida para despertar a los muertos en vida o huesos secos sin Espíritu porque los muertos físicamente ya no pueden hablar ni defenderse. 
Tengo voz y voto en este mundo ahora que estoy viva y haré uso de mi palabra conforme a la justicia de Dios. ¡Que me calle Dios y no el mundo! 
Y miren, mi gente, que la primera que se va a dar cuenta si estoy mal de la cabeza soy yo. 
El día que note que me metí en la órbita de esos 'rectos' que se creen perfectos, y me salí de la de Dios yo seré la primera en saberlo. 
Mientras tanto, aquí sigo hablando pachuco y siendo libre, porque no hay tesoro más grande que vivir en libertad y no permitir que nadie del mundo te manipule. Tú forjas tu camino y si buscas guía, búscala en El Dios Vivo en la Biblia. 
Hay muchos que aman decir qué hacer pero sus vidas son un desastre; por sus frutos los conoceremos, gente, por supuesto que sí.
Yo prefiero mil veces ser imperfecta, dejarme llevar por lo que el mundo llama locura y ser libre, que creerme perfecta, dejándome llevar por la cordura y terminar siendo una esclava del mundo. Porque al final, lo que es cordura para el mundo es locura para Dios, y lo que es locura para el mundo es cordura para Dios. 
En resumen: Como vivo en El Espíritu las riquezas del exterior me encarcelan, y las riquezas del interior me liberan.
🕊️ Versículo Bíblico
"Porque lo insensato de Dios es más sabio que los hombres, y lo débil de Dios es más fuerte que los hombres." — 1 Corintios 1:25 
🏁 Conclusión
Mi palabra y mis escritos se mantienen firmes, libres y blindados contra el veneno del chisme y las mentiras del entorno. 
La Riqueza Espiritual que fluye de mi interior es Un Patrimonio Eterno que el mundo jamás podrá arrebatarme.
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💭 Nota de Autora
Este texto es un manifiesto de mi libertad de pensamiento y una denuncia firme contra la difamación. Nadie apagará mi voz mientras el Creador me conceda el don de la palabra.
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📚 Bibliografía
  • Testimonio y Manifiesto de Vida de la Autora: Crónica personal sobre el desapego material, La Soberanía del Espíritu y el discernimiento frente a la difamación y la hipocresía social del entorno.

jueves, 16 de julio de 2026

📝MONUMENTAL CHRONICLE: THE ARIAS CHAVES DYNASTY, THE PIONEER LANDOWNERS, AND THE HISTORICAL FOUNDATION OF LA GUÁCIMA DE ALAJUELA

 👉 🇨🇷 Spanish Version here

MONUMENTAL CHRONICLE: THE ARIAS CHAVES DYNASTY, THE PIONEER LANDOWNERS, AND THE HISTORICAL FOUNDATION OF LA GUÁCIMA DE ALAJUELA

Historical Investigation and Compilation of Oral Memory Performed by the Independent Costa Rican Writer: Cira Arroyo Fuentes – Fisherman of words and thoughts.
"WE ARE ALL EQUAL BEFORE GOD, NO ONE IS MORE OR LESS THAN ANYONE ELSE, THAT IS WHY WE MUST NEVER EXALT OURSELVES NOR DIMINISH OURSELVES BEFORE OTHERS, BUT TREAT EVERY PERSON AS AN EQUAL." (This is my Official Motto as an Author) — Fixed gazes and an unshakeable dignity in black and white: this look of myself, Cira Arroyo Fuentes, alongside my grandmother the matriarch Doña María Arias Chaves in this collage, unites us across two generations of the same lineage where material land changes, but the true wealth of the soul and letters remains eternal.
✍️ Author: Cira Arroyo Fuentes
📅 Wednesday, July 15, 2026 – 2:12 PM
📜 © 2015 - 2026 All rights reserved

📌 Introduction

Philosophical Introduction: The Eternity of Letters vs. The Gold That Runs Out

There is an implacable spiritual law in human destiny: material things are fleeting, but the word inspired by God remains forever. In a world running wildly after money, savage materialism, and the accumulation of estates, most people live under complete slavery, chasing external riches that are here today and gone tomorrow, ignoring the eternal proverb that all that glitters is not gold.
True wealth is not measured in square meters nor is it bought with stolen deeds; real wealth is in the air, lives inside the human being, and is consolidated through unbreakable communion with God, with Christ, and with the Holy Spirit. This chronicle is the living testimony of that principle. Those who inhabit the district of La Guácima de Alajuela today walk on ground whose material history was parceled out and transformed, but whose spiritual heritage has been rescued from oblivion by the legitimate right of one of its descendants. Money and possessions can be lost or inherited by strangers, but the gift of letters, the ability to give counsel, and the mission to bring the truth to light is an infinite gift from the Almighty that no one can snatch away. This research remains perpetually engraved in the immensity of the internet under the seal of Cira Arroyo Fuentes, shielding the memory of the founders against the pact of silence of those who today pretend to be wealthy and operate in hypocrisy.

📜 Message

Section I: The Primordial Trunks and the Legal Backing of 1925

The civil, agricultural, and urban origin of La Guácima de Alajuela is indissolubly linked to the colonial marriage of the author's great-grandparents, Don Rafael Arias Castillo, known historically as Ñor Rafael, and Doña Bartola Sebastiana Chaves Vargas. Historical and genealogical records show that this family clan originally came from migratory flows from the neighboring province of Heredia, uniting strategic borders for agriculture between San Antonio de Belén and San Antonio de Alajuela, until entering what at that time was the virgin plain of Guácima Abajo.
Ñor Rafael and Doña Bartola Sebastiana established themselves as the absolute pioneers and first settlers of the district, consolidating dominion over the mother farms, which were excessively large extensions of land dedicated to large-scale cattle ranching and the cultivation of coffee and sugar cane. This monumental territorial and material fortune was fully documented before the Judicial Power of the Republic of Costa Rica after the passing of the matriarch.
On June sixth, nineteen twenty-five, the historic Probate Court File of Bartola Chaves Vargas was formally opened in the central canton, processed under Civil Archive Number zero zero six two three zero in the Court of Alajuela. The legal inventories and notary protocols of this probate process valued the properties at the colossal figure of thirty-three thousand six hundred thirty-seven gold colones, a monumental fortune for the era that demonstrated the status of the dynasty as the largest landowners in the region, whose properties spanned what are today neighborhoods, institutions, and entire urban quadrants of the province.

Section II: Who Is Who in the Arias Chaves Brotherhood and the Real Donations

From the common trunk of Rafael Arias Castillo and Bartola Sebastiana Chaves Vargas, the legitimate brotherhood of the Arias Chaves was born
State records and death lawsuits accurately list the order and identity of this Dynasty of Landowners. However, oral history and documents from the National Archive draw a clear and forceful line between those siblings who used their immense wealth for public service and charity, and those who maintained a strictly private profile.
"Don Ismael Arias Chaves (1870–1935) – The Anonymous Agro-Industrial Philanthropist"



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Was the eldest son of the clan, a man of great bearing, respect, and commercial vision. His philanthropic legacy in the province of Alajuela was immense; he financed with his own capital and land donations the construction of the old building of the María Auxiliadora High School in downtown Alajuela, boosting formal female education. He contributed large sums of money for the consolidation of the temples of the Alajuela Cathedral, the Church of La Agonía, and the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Parochial chronicles remember him as the noble man who used his fortune to help combat many hungers in a completely anonymous way, rejecting tributes and keeping silent about his own works. In his old age, his cattle investments extended outside of Alajuela, and his passing was registered on his property named Alajuela Farm, in Piedras Blancas de Osa, Puntarenas.
Don Juan "Juancito" Arias Chaves
Married to Doña Silvia Solera Chaverri, is the name that shines brightest in the geographical heart of the district. Facing the economic incapacity of the local governments of the era, he parceled out his own wealth in favor of communal progress. He directly donated the land and initial infrastructure for the construction of the current Immaculate Conception of Mary Parish of La Guácima. Likewise, he segregated from his farms the lot for the adjacent public plaza, the land for the foundation of the first Public School, today known as the Gabriela Mistral School, and the entire terrain destined for the Local Cemetery of La Guácima. When the State promoted the development of the Pacific Railroad, Juancito Arias signed the right of way and freely ceded strips of land from his haciendas for the laying of the railway line, additionally opening local roads so that small farmers could transport their harvests without paying private tolls.
Doña María Arias Chaves was the grandmother of the author and a legitimate heiress of part of the family lands recognized in the state probate lawsuits. 
While her brothers managed the legal transfers and signing of public deeds, Doña María executed the most humane, direct, and pure charity. She managed with a just hand the grain warehouses and resources of the haciendas to constantly donate food, clothing, and sustenance to the families of the laborers and the humblest neighbors of the town in times of crisis or sickness. She was the spiritual soul of the church of La Guácima; from her own heritage, she donated the first liturgical vestments, the fine linens, and the sacred religious images brought in oxcarts with which the temple was dressed for the very first time, granting soul and inner beauty to the physical structure that her brother Juancito built.
Don José Arias Chaves was born alongside Doña María Arias Chaves, making Don José and Doña María the youngest twin siblings of the entire lineage of the Arias Chaves. Formally registered as a co-owner in the divisions of the mother farms and in the boundary disputes of the canton of Alajuela, he shared the protection of the colonial territorial empire as the younger siblings of the lineage.
Doña Eloísa Arias Chaves was a legitimate daughter of the pioneers, married to Don Gabriel Vargas, and faithfully cited in the author's memories as part of the direct roots of the family landowner clan.
Doña Rafaela Arias Chaves, daughter of Ñor Rafael and Doña Bartola, was married to Don Benjamín Castillo Cordero. She possessed a deep gaze and the characteristic narrow eyes that denoted the intelligence and shrewdness of the lineage. Unlike her siblings Ismael, Juancito, or María, whose selflessness remained engraved in the public infrastructure of the town, Doña Rafaela maintained a strictly private and reserved profile. There are no official records of public donations or communal charity in her name; her role concentrated purely on the internal administration of her assets, the conservation of borders, and private family succession, marking the historical difference in the town between those who decided to give away their wealth and those who opted to shield their possessions.

Section III: The Destiny of the Land: From Adobe to the Juan Santamaría International Airport

The material immensity of the territorial empire of the Arias Chaves suffered the impact of time, the ambition of others, and the development of the State. One of the most shocking chronicles of this lineage details that the physical fortune of the great-grandparents Ñor Rafael and Doña Bartola Sebastiana included large amounts of legitimate pesos and gold escudos, hidden jealously in metal jars inside the old adobe walls of the hacienda houses. After the passing of the years, once the lands were sold, outsiders and trusted workers demolished those ancestral structures, taking ownership of the hidden wealth to finance trips abroad or to set up aesthetic businesses and beauty salons in downtown San José, transforming the fortune of the pioneers into the benefit of others.
However, the greatest territorial blow occurred at the provincial level. The immense cattle and agricultural plains that belonged to the successions and branches of the Arias Chaves siblings in the southern sector of the central canton of Alajuela, what was originally known as Barrio El Coco and Ciruelas, were declared of public utility by the Costa Rican state. In the decade of nineteen forty-nine, the central government applied massive expropriation processes on these family mother farms for the construction of the new and modern El Coco International Airport, which was inaugurated in the decade of nineteen fifty and later renamed as the Juan Santamaría International Airport. The airplanes of the most important air terminal of the Republic of Costa Rica take off and land today on the original soil that the Arias Chaves ancestors colonized.
This legal fragmentation gave way to the arrival of the commercial new rich of the province. Landowners and buyers of the new era, such as the famous local merchant known as Pollo Macho, Don Fernando Chavarría Ardón, dedicated themselves to acquiring at opportunity prices the rights to the mother farms that the numerous successions of the old families were forced to parcel out. In this way, the empire of the founders cemented the modern commercial wealth of Alajuela, whose current heirs today subdivide and sell everything for money, contrasting painfully with the two hundred square meters of sacred and historical soil that the author conserves in La Guácima and defends tooth and nail alongside her son as the last redoubt of her direct root.

Section IV: The "Gospel of Proverbs" of Don Rafael Ángel Arroyo Arias

"Don Rafael Ángel Clímaco de Los Ángeles (known as Ángel Arroyo Arias) was the son of Doña María Arias Chaves and the grandson of the first settlers of La Guácima, Don Rafael Arias Castillo and Doña Bartola Sebastiana Chaves Vargas.

Don Rafael Ángel (May God rest his soul) is my father, which makes me, as the author of this research, a great-granddaughter of that direct line of pioneers."
The true wealth of the Arias Chaves was not extinguished with the fragmentation of the colonial large estates nor with the plunder of the treasures hidden in the adobe. The genetic pattern of selflessness, nobility, and radical honesty was transmitted intact through the paternal line of the author in the unforgettable figure of her father, Don Rafael Ángel Arroyo Arias.
Don Ángel was an extremely hard-working man, endowed with a unique personality and high self-esteem that the author inherited with pride. In the family home of her childhood, Don Ángel's behavior reflected the spirit of the ancient patriarchs; he loved to fill the house with people and provide food free of charge to everyone who arrived to visit or seek help. Breakfasts, lunches, and coffees were served without looking at who it was, converting the residence into a refuge of hospitality where he and his son were capable of splitting their ration of cheese or plantain in half, or taking the food out of their own mouths just to see others fed and happy. He also possessed a singular nature: he was capable of throwing tremendous arguments in the face of an injustice, but his heart held no grudges; after a few minutes, he would be happy again and continue living with total joy and peace, a noble behavioral trait that cannot be bought with any fortune in the world.
His method of teaching was not based on physical punishments, but on shaping character through a gospel of popular proverbs and maxims of wisdom from the land that instilled the love and fear of God. The official book of proverbs that governed the identity of this home is listed as follows: 
Do good without looking at whom, which was the golden rule of the silent charity of the lineage. 
Seek peace and pursue it, which was the main commandment to protect the tranquility of the spirit above material fights. 
Not all that glitters is gold, which served as a warning against the falsehood of those who flaunt external riches but are empty inside. 
Water that you should not drink, let it run, which was the maxim to stay away from the entanglements, vices, and gossip of the town. 
The evil that you do, you will pay for it seven times over, representing the divine and implacable law of spiritual sowing and reaping. 
He who grasps too much, squeezes little, which was the portrait of disproportionate ambition that ends up losing what is truly important. 
To a good listener, few words are needed, representing mental lucidity to capture reality without the need for speeches. 
When the river sounds, it carries stones, which was the family instinct to detect the truth behind rumors. 
Tell me who you walk with and I will tell you who you are, embodying the principle of social prudence and separation from bad influences. 
To a given horse, one does not look at its fang, which taught gratitude and value for the selflessness of others. 
Eyes that do not see, heart that does not feel, representing the capacity to move forward without being worn down by what malice hides. 
He who rises early is helped by God, and he who is late eats the pack-saddle, highlighting the sacred value of work and daily constancy. 
The pitcher goes to the water so often until it breaks, representing the limit of patience before repeated injustices.

Poem in Homage to My Father: Coquettish Little Angel

Written by Cira Arroyo Fuentes on October eleventh, nineteen ninety-eight, in Miami, Florida, after a prophetic dream at dawn where she saw her father saying goodbye next to her bedroom door, hours before receiving the news of his departure to eternal rest:
The day dawned very sad and cold,
I look toward the sky and find no consolation.
A coquettish little angel has gone to heaven,
leaving a void on this ground.
You used to do catwalks through the house,
looking at yourself in the mirror with great pride.
Your bushy eyebrows, your sincere bearing,
oh, my dear old man, how much I love you!
You played at pretending to be dead on the floor,
making us run with great distress.
Today the joke is real, you have departed now,
by the side of God your soul will rest.
In the wings of a dream I saw you depart,
next to my door you went to say goodbye.
You leave me your letters, your peace, your heritage,
and the great pride of your descent.

Section V: The Timid Girl and the Exodus from Miami: The Breaking with the System

Here is the English translation of the text, keeping the original tone and section headers intact.

SECTION V: THE SHY GIRL AND THE MIAMI EXODUS: THE BREAK FROM THE SYSTEM
The author's destiny was marked since childhood by a special sensitivity. That extremely shy girl from La Guácima, who felt so much embarrassment before others that she covered her mouth when speaking, experienced an absolute transformation when she went up on school stages to perform dances, sing songs, and recite poetry. That inner strength led her in 1986 to marry, travel abroad, and embark on an exodus that would keep her residing in the city of Miami, Florida, for nearly 18 years [1.1, 1.5].
Upon her return to the country in 2002, the material and social landscape had changed, but the deepest change occurred in her spirit [1.1, 1.5]. Transformed by the power of God and with a radical faith focused on "for me to live is Christ" due to having lived through very intense spiritual experiences, the author began to serve Christ with greater strength as her life's purpose. She actively began publishing deep reflections on her blogs and social networks against idolatry, social hypocrisy, and the commercial falsehood of her environment. By refusing to participate in the game of appearances, rejecting material vices, and denouncing the moral corruption of traditional families who "pretend to be wealthy," the author began to experience isolation, suspicion, and silence from local clans [1.1, 1.5].
Even in the face of doctrinal attacks and manipulation attempts by those close to her—who try to instill unfounded fears about using new Artificial Intelligence tools to halt her research—the author remains persevering and firm. Her mega-writing does not seek the applause of a people who "read and keep silent," but rather aims to deliver a "kick" of historical and intellectual dignity [1.1.

🔍 "Curiosities of my Inner Lineage":
 The Secret Questions of Cira Arroyo Fuentes, Daughter of Rafael Ángel Arroyo Arias, Granddaughter of Doña María Arias Chaves, and Great-Granddaughter of the Patriarch Rafael Arias Castillo and the Matriarch Bartola Sebastiana Chaves Vargas
"When I speak of the curiosities of my inner lineage, I am referring to that deep need I have always had to understand my own spirituality. I have always wondered why I am the way I am inside and why I have such a great capacity to carry so many things inward, processing them in the silence of my soul and in direct communion with God. While most people live focused on the exterior and on appearances, the Holy Spirit has taught me to look inward, turning that introspection into the engine that fuels my faith and my spiritual maturity." 
Throughout the years, as I left behind the distractions of childhood to become a meticulous and detailed observer of reality, a constant question has knocked on the doors of my heart regarding the true origin of my own identity. Looking closely at my family portraits, I discover that my similarity with my grandmother Doña María Arias Chaves—mother of my father, Rafael Ángel Arroyo Arias—goes vastly beyond the physical inheritance of deep eyes or a fixed, piercing gaze. I ask myself with profound reverence where this remarkably independent, bold, and sovereign character of mine comes from, which many mistake for rebellion, but is nothing less than the absolute firmness of my soul that flatly refuses to be manipulated by men and has decided to draw back the veil of religious tradition.
There is, however, a gigantic and transcendental spiritual difference between my grandmother's time and my present. Doña María professed a traditional Catholic faith and, although her spirit was filled with a sincere devotion, her worship remained tied to the customs of an era that rendered cult to images, dressed plaster saints, and depended on human rituals. In my case, that inheritance experienced a radical maturation because I did not get to receive a served plate or enjoy the comforts of the ancient grand landowners. My return to Costa Rica after my long exodus was the setting of an absolute wilderness for me; I arrived with nothing material, stripped of everything, and with the sole blessing of preserving the two hundred meters of ancestral land inherited from my father Don Ángel, the last portion of my grandparents' territorial empire.
It was precisely in the midst of that extreme scarcity, having to build my little house with my own hands alongside my beloved son, with no one's help but God's, and having to search for water by myself to survive, where my faith fully matured and was purified. The pain, the need, and the effort forced me to seek my living God and to depend solely and exclusively on the Holy Spirit, breaking forever with idolatry and the false securities of man-made religion. I understand today that the Most High's perfect plan for my lineage was to use that harsh brokenness to make me come out of plaster traditions and guide me to worship the Father directly in Spirit and in Truth, wonderfully fulfilling what is written in the Gospel of John chapter four verse twenty-three.
This beautiful and mysterious evolution confirms to me that my greatest wealth is not found in the deeds of the immense estates of the past, but in the sovereignty of my soul that has been tested in the fire of the desert and has come out victorious . I am different from others because I carry the audacity of my ancestors, but with the spiritual maturity of governing myself solely by the Truth of the Lord, knowing that tribulations produce patience, and patience proves character, as the Letter to the Romans chapter five verses three and four teaches us. Just like my grandmother, I am independent and firm before the world, but with my gaze fixed on heaven, walking with the absolute certainty that there is one God, and One Single Mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus.
🕊️ Bible Verse
"For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain." (Philippians 1:21)

🏁 Conclusion

THE RICHEST WOMAN IN THE WORLD
The material history of La Guácima de Alajuela records that the territorial empire of my ancestors, the Arias Chaves, was fragmented, that their cattle plains became the Juan Santamaría International Airport, and that their old adobe hacienda houses were demolished by the avarice of third parties who emigrated abroad with the gold of the founders. However, spiritual history demonstrates that the true inheritance did not remain in the hands of the usurers nor of the heirs who today sell everything out of ambition.
Today, in my 200 square meters of ancestral land defended tooth and nail, surrounded by a yard blessed with my noni, papaya, and soursop trees, with the immense satisfaction of seeing my children successful and professional, and with the unbreakable gift of writing and giving advice passionately until the last breath of my life, I, Cira Arroyo Fuentes, consolidate myself as the richest and most sovereignly free woman in the world. Estates come to an end, gold coins are carried away by the wind, but the inheritance of letters and the truth engraved in the eternity of the internet under the protection of God, remains forever.


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💭 Author's Note
This text has been carefully refined and translated to preserve maximum historical seriousness and legal precision, omitting personal casual chats to protect the author's legal security under an absolute shield.

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📚 Bibliography
  • Judicial Power of the Republic of Costa Rica / National Archive: Probate Court File of Bartola Chaves Vargas (married to Rafael Arias Castillo). Civil Court of Alajuela, Civil Archive Number 006230, Opening: June 6, 1925. Official appraisal of assets: ¢33,637.00 gold colones.
  • Alajuela Board of Education / Parochial Archives (1890-1930): Acts of segregation and donation of mother farms of Juan Arias Chaves and Ismael Arias Chaves corresponding to the central quadrant, public streets, Gabriela Mistral School, Local Cemetery, and Immaculate Conception Parish of La Guácima.
  • Presidency of the Republic of Costa Rica: Executive Decree of Land Expropriation for El Coco (Juan Santamaría) International Airport, affecting the cattle plains of the Arias successions of Barrio El Coco, Alajuela (1949).



📝 Wake Up, People: Seven Ways to Identify Freeloaders and Defend Against the Rats Chasing What’s Not Theirs

  👉 🇨🇷  Spanish Version here


It is a massive irony and a profound pain to witness society’s complicit silence in the face of these daily injustices. Everyone sees what is happening, and people know exactly who the corrupt ones are and the dirty moves they make, yet almost no one says a word.
✍️ Author: Cira Arroyo Fuentes
📅 Wednesday, July 15, 2026 – 3:25 PM
📜 © 2026 All rights reserved
📌 Introduction
I am sick and tired of seeing so much injustice in this world and watching people stay quiet in front of the shameless. Today I come to speak to you straight, without sugarcoating, and with my heart in my hand, because it is high time we open our eyes. We cannot keep allowing these opportunists to take advantage of the weakest, thinking that nobody notices their dirty laundry.
📜 Message
There are people in this life who walk like foxes, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the exact moment to pounce on those who cannot defend themselves. They approach you with a fake smile, offering a friendship that reeks of pure financial interest. They go after the elderly, the sick, and humble folks to strip them of their pensions or steal the land that cost them so much sweat and tears.
They believe that because they drive around in luxury cars and walk with their heads held high, the world is blind and no one knows about the rat-like schemes they pull off in secret. They sneak into funerals or crawl around the beds of the sick, not out of love, but to see how they can wrench away a signature or a property for next to nothing. To all those greedy parasites, I tell you that in this life, everything is paid back with interest, and no one will ever escape divine justice.
Gold, finances, and land come and go—they can disappear in a split second—but spiritual rottenness stays pierced deep within your soul. If your ancestors left entire families landless out of pure greed, the loyal and right thing to do is for their children to return what never belonged to them. These rats do everything quietly, in total silence and hidden away, foolishly believing that others won’t realize what they are up to. But they are completely wrong; we see their faces, but we do not know their treacherous hearts.

Those who use vulnerable people as servants for their personal comfort, ignoring their exhaustion and pain, will have to account for their actions before the law and before God.
They use individuals with mental illnesses or cognitive disabilities to run errands from sunup to sundown, treating them like employees without a single right or shred of respect. They drag them up and down, sending them out into the burning sun carrying heavy loads while they sit back in the comfort of their homes. They do not care about the exhaustion or the physical weakness of these poor souls, and worst of all, on top of exploiting them, they mock them behind their backs.

Surrounded by demands and crumbs: this is how the slick opportunists exploit the most innocent, demanding errands from sunup to sundown while they sit back with their arms crossed.
This is precisely why human rights and human dignity exist, as fundamental principles that completely prohibit degrading treatment toward the vulnerable. Strict legal frameworks against fraud exist to penalize anyone attempting to secure financial gain through deception. Informed consent is a legal tool ensuring that no decision is ever made under coercion or by taking advantage of someone’s frailty.
To make sure they don't catch you sleeping, here are seven clear ways to identify these freeloaders who only want to feed off of others. The first sign is that they only show up when money or inheritances are involved, and if you have nothing to give them, they won't even look your way. The second is an exaggerated rush to make you sign papers, power of attorney forms, or property deeds during moments of severe weakness or illness.
The third sign is that they introduce themselves as your best friend overnight, winning the trust of the most vulnerable through deceit. The fourth is constant manipulation, making the victim believe they depend entirely on them to survive or receive care. The fifth sign is that they always control the debit cards, bank pins, and someone else's income under the guise of "helping out."
The sixth is that they seek to isolate the sick person or elder from their true family members so no one interferes with their schemes. The seventh way is that they resort to predatory loan sharks with traps to end up seizing properties the moment a person falls behind on a single payment. To defend themselves, people need to snap out of it, report these actions without fear to the authorities, seek legal aid, and never hand over control of their assets to outsiders.
🕊️ Bible Verse
"Do not exploit the poor because they are poor, and do not crush the needy in court, for the Lord will take up their case and will exact life for life from those who plunder them." — Proverbs 22:22-23
Aquí tiene únicamente la Nota Especial definitiva en inglés, con todos sus valiosos análisis traducidos de forma completamente global, respetando el formato al margen izquierdo y lista para que la copie en la misma posición de su borrador en inglés:

Special Note on Manipulation, Isolation, and Narcissistic Impudence:
There is a hidden danger that is the most serious of all in these scenarios, and it must be strongly emphasized. Opportunistic individuals and moral parasites do not just seek to seize material assets; they build an impenetrable bubble around the sick or older adults to completely isolate them from society. One of their most common and destructive tactics is cognitive disqualification: making the victim believe they are too ill, unstable, or incapable of managing their own finances, pensions, or properties. If the person yields to this pressure, they immediately lose control over their own life. The most complex part is that manipulated individuals are rarely blind; they often clearly observe the abuse and know perfectly well that the manipulator is acting out of pure self-interest, yet they remain within that fold due to a profound psychological terror. It is common to hear resignation phrases from their mouths, such as "I prefer to have them as a friend than an enemy," which demonstrates that although they have brief moments of relief where they acknowledge the truth, the fear of retaliation forces them back into submission.
This manipulation operates from the roots and systematically infiltrates the most intimate circles. The manipulative profile usually enters a structure and extends its threads progressively, first entangling the closest members and then moving toward the rest of the group, including family and siblings. In this way, they carry out a chain-link control effort, building a united front where almost everyone ends up aligned with their interests. Under this dynamic, individuals facing mental health conditions or chronic vulnerabilities become their primary targets to continue exploitation and the diversion of resources. The desire for dominance in these profiles is so ravenous that they even attempt to extend their networks toward younger generations, seeking to absorb and subordinate the children of the affected person to instrumentalize them and use them at their service as unpaid labor. On the contrary, when an individual manages to identify the game, protects their own, resists returning to the fold, and conquers their total independence, the manipulative structure reacts with immense frustration and a latent resentment at seeing they lost the power to subdue that free mind.
Narcissistic and manipulative profiles are experts at detecting a person's moments of physical or emotional vulnerability, such as extreme exhaustion, financial limitations, or the lack of a support network, to falsely present themselves as the "only saviors." They utilize a strategy known as reactive provocation: they throw stones and hide their hands, seeking to destabilize the victim so that they react with desperation or anger. Once they achieve this reaction, the manipulator uses it publicly before neighbors, workplaces, churches, or community groups to defame them, label them as unstable, and justify the need to intervene or strip them of the administration of their assets. These social predators are terrified of encountering awakened minds that possess their own ideas, independent goals, and the ability to observe what the majority silences out of fear or convenience. They are arrogant individuals who want entire environments to revolve around them, consuming the resources of others to inflate their own ego and financial status.
This greed goes to the extreme of using fake help or monetary loans with a dark purpose: waiting for the person to falter in their payments to seize their property. Meanwhile, the manipulator moves into the victim's home, eats, sleeps, consumes their resources, takes away their loved ones, celebrates, and completely abuses their hospitality. Out of fear and the desire to stay on good terms with the person who supposedly did them a favor, the manipulated person places the narcissist on a pedestal, attends their events, and gives them expensive gifts. However, all that hospitality and those given presents do not soften the exploiter's heart; the material debt remains intact, and if the victim cannot pay, they take the land without mercy. Even in the event of the affected person's death, the manipulator will demand to collect every last cent invested or will appropriate the assets, affecting the legitimate heirs. Getting financially entangled with a narcissistic profile is, ultimately, tying oneself to the very devil.
When a person manages to break this dynamic, fly high, and apply absolute indifference, these manipulators react with immense frustration upon losing control. Unable to continue the exploitation, they frequently resort to mass defamation campaigns and social isolation as punishment mechanisms, using any ideological, cultural, or religious difference to give the cold shoulder and ensure the community rejects the independent individual. They try to make loneliness and exclusion function as a restraint to force them back into submission. Furthermore, they usually exhibit an obsession with staying anchored in past glories or stories to impose a false authority in the present, attempting to overshadow those who choose to forge their own destiny based on the truth. However, no isolation strategy can stop the freedom of a conscious mind acting with righteousness.
Furthermore, this system of manipulation and impudence has a very deep transgenerational root; narcissism and abusive behaviors are inherited and passed down from generation to generation within the same clans. When children and grandchildren grow up witnessing their ancestors obtaining finances, land, or comforts through deception, pension theft, or the exploitation of the sick, they learn that this is the "correct" way to live and act in society. They are raised under the false belief that being bold-faced is synonymous with cleverness, and they become incapable of feeling empathy for the pain of others. The obsession of these heirs to maintain the status, luxury cars, or prominence that their parents built drives them to completely shut down their conscience; they prefer to conspire and continue the legacy of underhanded schemes rather than work with honesty or return what never belonged to them. They protect the manipulator and isolate the honest individual, perpetuating a chain of blind ambition where everyone ends up dancing to the exact same tune of family greed, for the truth always comes to light and exposes hidden intentions; in the end, faces we see, but hearts we do not know.
🏁 Conclusion
Those individuals who live off of trickery and squeezing the life out of the sick will never know true happiness and will never live in peace. 
Do not stay quiet before the rat-like moves of the greedy; wake up, break the silence, protect the physically and mentally helpless, protect your elders, and remember that there is always a God in heaven who sees absolutely everything.
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If this spiritual nourishment brought peace to your life today, I invite you to buy me a virtual coffee to support my work.
I dedicate my life to sowing words of faith and life advice out of an innate vocation. Living with a proportional disability that prevents me from formal physical labor, this blog is my workshop for self-improvement, and your voluntary support is the engine that allows me to keep writing. You can collaborate with my work here:
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💭 Author's Note
This text is born from the pain of seeing the dignity of those who cannot defend themselves trampled upon. It is written to serve as a shield for the innocent and to wake up those who choose to remain silent.
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📚 Bibliography
  • The Holy Bible, King James Version / Reina-Valera.
  • Property protection laws and social assistance guidelines, National Council for the Elderly (CONAPAM).
  • Labor Code and minimum wage regulations, Ministry of Labor and Social Security (MTSS).
  • Universal Declaration of Human Rights and principles of informed consent in healthcare.