In life it is necessary to have imagination, because without it life would be boring and meaningless. Life would be so different without dreams, as they are what motivate humans to move forward to achieve their goals. This is what Jorge Luis Borges tries to explain to the reader in the book Ficciones, which is very confusing, but also very deep in meaning. These stories demonstrate a theme of fact and fiction that is fascinating because in many readings at some point imagination is needed to achieve a goal or objective. Each unique story hides a meaning in the text that is a lesson to be learned. The confusion that is created is similar to a labyrinth in which the reader gets lost. The message is hidden in the story therefore; creates confusion for the reader. The events in the story suggest that the story is fiction, because most stories have existing scenarios. The timing in some stories comes from an event or tragedy that occurred around that date. The reader realizes later in the stories that unrealistic events that are impossible to happen in real life have begun to occur. This is when our minds become entangled with facts of our world and others form the impossible. In the short stories The Circular Ruins and The Secrete Miracle, the reader is lured into a false sense of reality, by impressive details and carefully described people and places. . None of these, at first glance, appear to be abnormal, fictitious, fantastic, imaginary or physically impossible. The author provides these precise and realistic descriptions to create a connection between reader and protagonist. In The Circular Ruins, he tells of a lonely man with no clear memory of his life, yet resolute and determined until... middle of paper... taphoric beer glasses. We believe what we want to believe. We accept what is comfortable as it is and anything else we dismiss as false and/or imaginary. Borges' stories are masterfully written to capture this particular aspect of the human character. whether it is a simple defense mechanism, a brilliant brain achievement passed down through evolution, or our greatest weakness, a self-induced mental heroine created by us, or some strange combination of the three, it reflects our dreams and gives us a vision of reality that is acceptable to us. And so we can move every day in this world, get out of bed, get dressed, carry on what is now a pathetic excuse for existing, because we have those dreams, which will come true, which will bring us satisfaction and joy. sense of accomplishment. What a privilege we have, that of being able, at any moment, to substitute our Hell for our Paradise...