MD

I´ve always wondered why people follow fashion so much, and is not only women, but also men. I don’t mean fashion like in clothes solely, I mean in all aspects. The tennis open is bound to begin, and suddenly everybody knows a lot about the sport to even comment about it. The same example can be applied to almost any sport that is televised. For example Basketball, here it was never a big buzz about it, but, all of the sudden there is a local guy playing in the USA basketball league, and now everybody watches all the matches, know the players and talk about it.
Other things that generate this reactions on people are clothes, internet, movies (I hated when the lord of the rings came out, and a bunch of assholes started talking about the story and the characters without ever reading the books, come on, the movies skipped lots of important information, but what the hell), or whatever can be shown in a massive way. And that brings me to the following comment, people are like sheep. If you are an able speaker, or have the opportunity to show yourself, or your product in a massive way, it just needs a known face to say, “I’ve tried this product, and now can’t stop using it” and before you know it whatever the fuck you were trying to promote will be in mouth of tons of people.
But now we finally get to what I wanted to make clear for a long time now, why should we call the people that follow trends so blindly, people? If I’m not entirely wrong, we are taught that the main difference between humans and the rest of the animals, is our intelligence, and to be fair and honest, been unable to read a book (except for Harry Potter, everybody read Harry Potter because it’s what fashion tells you to do), or the complete lack of imagination, or even worst, the extreme lack of intelligence they show whenever they try to speak, that all they can do is repeat something they have previously heard. If this is so, then no they shouldn’t be called people for they are not such thing, and so they fall in the animal category, but oh, what is this, we are also taught that animals do not follow any kind of trends for they mainly move by instinct, and so we have a ton of creatures that we daily see that can’t be placed in the Humans category, neither the normal animal one, and so I decided to call them Mindless Drones (MD for short) this should be a new category created for all this creatures that have no fucking clue on what is going on around them, and I’m sad to say that I believe that more than half of the “human” population fixes perfectly within this new category.
So to round up; don’t be a mindless drone, use your brain.

Note: sorry for not having post anything for some days now, but I’ve been on a rush on several aspects of my life.

Destiny

What is destiny? Human kind has always wondered where are we going, what is the meaning of life, and what are we doing here. To be completely honest I don’t know, but one thing is sure, our paths are not written, put where we will end up is. Yes, I believe that the universe itself has a greatest purpose, as a living creature, and that it has a path of its own (Tao) but only the universe knows its own origin and ending point. Only when our human life has ended we will return to the Tao, and therefore gain all its knowledge.

On the other hand we could look at this from a catholic point of view, and so we could say that what destiny has for us is eternal life, in heaven or hell depending on the way we have lived our lives. Every religion has its own focus on what exists in the afterlife, and all should be accepted and respected in the same way. For some reason I do not understand, people always need to believe that there is something more after death.

But returning to our selected subject, during our lifetime we have no fixed course, no pre designed path, nothing, we take our own path on every decision we take. We could see our lives such as a river flow, and every decision we have to take is just a rock blocking our path, and we have to take a turn, therefore taking a decision and choosing a new direction in which to move until we find a new obstacle.

Now I wonder who placed those obstacles in our water path. Why are we forced to take decisions? Well the answer may not be clear or really reasonable, but let’s put it this way, in nature all things are placed by a series of random situations that finally caused, that for example a mountain side, shall have rocks, cliffs, small valleys, and so on. Under this scenario if we take a look at the effect the snow melting process we can see the water flowing down, finding its own path. Well if we compare our lives to that, we are nothing more than water finding its own path back to the sea, back to the Tao. So all possible events in our life are nothing more than a succession of random events, that cause us to take decisions, changing our path.

So what is destiny? Well, in the short term, destiny is nothing more than a big interrogation that has no clear answer. In the long term, our destiny is death on this life, and what comes next who knows, so if you die and come back, please tell me.

Changes

I just became uncle; my wife's sister gave birth to a healthy girl, which shall be called Trinidad, as the conjunction of father, son and holy spirit.
This brings me some questions into mind, first, how would it feel to have a kid of my own, and second, why does so many people use biblical names for their sons.
The first question has no real answer, I'm going to wait some time before giving that answer. Trying to describe that kind of feeling must be like trying to explain how does sex feels (yes great is good qualifier but not enough) or to describe love, there are no words for it, the only way to know is by living it.
Regarding the second question I really don't get it, maybe it's because we are grown in a catholic way, or because all the society that surrounds us is catholic, or it may also be a fashion issue (I live in an occidental country). If it were for me my kids would be given names for the Greek letters (delta, nu, sigma...) but my wife also has a call on this issue, so when the time comes, we'll be facing a discussion.
The main point here is fatherhood, and what it means, nowadays youngsters do not comprehend the importance of bringing a kid to this world. Catholicism states that the spirit of a person is given by god, and that everybody has a predestinated soul because that's gods plan. Buddhism stares that a soul chooses its parents on earth through aura compatibility. Other believes, such as in Taoism, say that a person life is nothing more than part of the Tao that has split from it (and therefore it does not have the full knowledge that the Tao has) that sooner or later will find its way back to its course, adding it's gained knowledge to the Tao.
In any case this still does not answer the question in how important and delicate matter fatherhood is. Think of it this way, no matter your believes or religion, your acts will inflict on the eternal soul/knowledge of your kids. This is why we should be really careful when having a kid, and this takes me to a brand new subject, sex.
Sex, sex is for me one of the great pleasures in life, and I’m most certain that all animals enjoy it. But I’m not going to take that line of thought, but instead, I’m going to talk about sex in humans (let us not go into different sexual deviations, that may be discussed in other moment) let's talk about plain good old sex between a man and a woman.
We are taught to believe that sex must be the carnal reflection of the feelings we have for the other person. Well, here we have a little issue, I do believe this, but not in the way that sex is a representation of love, but sex is a way to express how much we are physically attracted to the other. Also we are taught that sex should be done with someone you care for, and must be done in a responsible way, therefore some may think sex is a representation of love.
I also agree that it should be done in a responsible manner, but the question is why. I believe this because since the natural result of sex is a kid, because of this we should look after our own interests, what it would be better for the offspring, and what is really useful for the Tao.
Let's take a closer look to this three points.
First, the offspring, one should meditate if he's ready to bring a creature to this world, and provide it with, at least, basic needs (food, a home, etc). Also its education and I don't mean school, I mean education at a human level, or do you want your kids to be mindless drones, TV watchers with no capacity of reasoning by their own? And finally love, I believe that a kid needs to feel love from his parents towards him, but also between them, and this is a requirement, to show the kid that human relationships are important.
What about the universe, and its path (Tao), well if we believe that sooner or later the soul of the offspring will be returning to the Tao, for its gained knowledge, what would be the knowledge of a mindless drone? None I say, and therefore the universe has no interest in that creature, therefore ignoring it.
Finally, one’s interests, one must take consciousness that a kid means a radical change in the way of life, and how we manage our resources (time, money, etc) it also means that you would have someone to take care for, and that’s not an easy task.

Basically what I’m trying to say is that a kid is something important, and since our way of reproduction is by sex, we should also take sex with great care (even though it’s one of our greatest pleasures) but using protection never killed anybody, so, unless you are really ready to have a kid of your own, use a freaking condom.

That’s it, my line of thought was interrupted three times while writing, and that’s why the sudden changes in the concatenation of ideas.

Commitment

“Welcome, let me show you around” – This were the first words I heard on my first day at work, from then onwards the rest of the day was full of introductions, learning procedures, and how the company worked. Finally the working day was over and sooner than I expected the same happened to the week. I had promised myself to ask my girlfriend to marry me as soon as I got a decent job, as as that happened I bought a ring and was ready for the big question.
Friday night was the perfect moment, we went out to our favourite restaurant, and as soon as the waiter took our order, I placed the ring within it’s box on the table and told her -“this is yours, only if you say yes.” – I never really heard her answer she was crying with tears of joy, and my heart was pumping so hard that all my senses had gone numb.
Six years went by from that moment, and we are one happy couple waiting for our second son. I love her and would do anything for her.

This my good friends is commitment, but not the type of commitment that would make you happiest person on earth. This person was committed to his job, and to his family, and yes he fulfilled his obligations and fulfilled his oath of marriage, but we never heard about his true believes.
I have always admired true vegetarians (even though I think they are crazy) as well as I admire anyone that has a belief and defends it no matter what the odds are. I remember having a math teacher, vegetarian 100% she wouldn’t even take a bite of something remotely near an animal. She was completely out of her mind, but the way she defended her point of view made it irrefutable, and yes by logic she wasn’t supposed to eat meat, mil, eggs, or anything from an animal origin.(note, she was skin, bones and a brain nothing more)

So returning to my line of thought, commitment as we know it is when you accept something and fulfill whatever task is required for it. But here is the dilemma, what happens when human values, like respect, love or passion, start to die and nobody feels love for no one or nothing, what happens when respect for others is completely worthless, or when passion for what you do is no longer a burning fire but a vague trail of ashes, of what once was?
Let me tell you what happens, we get a group of people completely incapable of getting any kind of commitment to anything or anyone. That’s what happens and that is what’s happening to our world. The young kids have no values, and therefore are unable of getting a commitment, that’s why they jump from straight to gay, and back to straight. They go out as much as possible, and thy get in the sack with whoever is available. They continue with this life until they are 35, and a woman knocks at their door with a baby in arms saying “here take care of your kid” (or the other way round for women, the go on like this until they get knocked, and then is when the real dilemma starts)
Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that commitment is not going every day to work, or being faithful to your girlfriend/wife (or boyfriend/husband). Commitment is feeling, or believing in something or someone, and give as much as you can for that.

I’m committed to my wife, I would do anything for her.

Speech

There are many ways to say things, some may be more polite, others may be more direct, others more colorful, others more pale. But in the end is just ways to express how we feel, and how we perceive the world around us, words are our way to express our own reality.

What would happen, let’s say, for example in Cuba, if someone was to stood up in the middle of a plaza and started shouting things against Fidel Castro? Not many have tried that and most certainly, the ones that tried are now dead, or in jail, for talking against the government, the same thing is happening in Venezuela, with the asshole of Chavez (if you are in favour of this piece of human scum, please shut down this page and never dare to return). This is something that happened through time in many countries, and most certainly will continue to happen (sorry to say that).

So, to continue with my thoughts, what is the difference between what i previously stated, with not being able to say something in a public space for fear of being accused of for example discrimination?

Maybe I’m not making myself entirely clear. Has it ever happened to you, that you had something to say, and couldn’t because you feared being left aside from the conversation, or for fear of hurting someones feelings?

People in this era is only capable of receiving a criticism if you do it in a polite way. If for example someone said “what a disgusting smell you have!” the receiver most certainly will feel offended for the “cruelty” of the words. But if he had been told “dude, you should take a shower...” the receiver wouldn’t feel so bad about his situation.

Well, the same thing happens in every aspect, we are forced to tell people what we feel, but paraphrasing it so it doesn’t sound so cruel.

People are not allowed to say what they feel, believe or see without “proper” control. What I’m trying to say is that matter how “free” the country you live on is, you will always have to face the censure society itself imposes upon the people. We are not granted free speech, because free speech can hurt people. And I’m not talking about the Internet, This is a completely different space, and anybody can type anything down, and still walk away uncensored. I meant speech, with words, in a real conversation (i have already said mi mind about communication) people are not allowed this, and therefore we are forced to keep our sight of reality for ourselves.

The world is full of colours and feelings, and we all see the world in a different way, but we are not allowed to share our view of the world with others, for some people might get hurt.

I propose you the following, go to someone, anyone, and touch whatever yow have near (a table for example) and try to express the way you feel the table, and then let the other person do the sane, you will notice that your perception of the table might be similar, but one will notice things the other didn’t, and the other way back. The same thing happens with people and situations, we all perceive things in a different way, and we should learn to hear the point of view of others without complaint.

Making a long story short; say your mind whenever you feel like, and nobody should criticize you. This is free speech.

Addictions

Addictions are a dependency on something such as a substance or behaviour, (drugs, gambling) We have all heard about drug addictions (drug addict) or a alcoholic, gambler and even workaholic.

But what about the new addictions. People only talk about addiction to video games, and how it turns people violent. Well let me tell you something, I’ve played video games for at least twenty years now, and yes, every single night I stay up, after my wife has gone to sleep, to play for a while. But has that turned me a violent person? No. Even more, games get me relaxed for they let me do stuff that in real life I can’t (or at least shouldn’t) All this cases of crazy ass holes that kill a cab driver and try to run away (trying to emulate GTA) or the ones that go into a high school with a semiautomatic gun and kill all of their class mates at cold blood, they do share a common pattern, they play video games, and mainly violent video games, but have you ever wondered why? Because it’s the only kind of entertainment they can have, together with TV. They have grown up watching crappy series such as Power rangers (a group of brain dead people running through a town in tights, fighting monsters – who was ever so drugged to imagine such a thing?) and they are completely unable to use their brains, so all thy do is play video games. In my case for example I grew up watching little TV, reading quite a lot, and playing with playmobiles. As I became older I changed toys for electronic toys, but I keep playing for the same reason I played when I was young, to relax and have fun. The problem with youth now a days, are not video games, but the lack of brain exercise. I can’t believe that a 7 year old kid would try to hit a grown up with a stick as a sword, and kicking, and that is TV’s influence, and the lack of controls from the parents.

I woun’t go any further in the video games subject, I define myself as a gamer (a person that loves to play video games) but I’m kind of special breed amongst them, for I’m also a programmer (independent), an administrator(at work), a writer and a painter(as hobby, you are the judges of my writings). For this reason I’ll go no further in this subject.

What I really wanted to talk was about a different addiction, one that everybody sees but prefers to hide, for they call it a need. What I’m talking about, is the need to be constantly “communicated”. Everybody has a cell phone (even some eight year old kids), and an MSN account or gmail or Skype, and so on; or even more, they have more than one of this things. (in my case I’ve got a cell phone, MSN, gmail, Skype, and I believe there is a yahoo account, but can’t recall the user correctly)

The other day I was waiting for the charter that would take me home, and I had to wait for almost 20 minutes, in that time I saw, around 50 faces walking with no phones, or smokes or nothing, at least 48 different people walking with the cell phone on their hands, either sending text messages, or talking, 28 smokers from which approximately 10 where on the phone, 15 more drinking coke or something similar. The point I stopped looking was a kid (he was 22 at most) talking by the phone with a bluetooth device, a smoke in one hand, a Pepsi on the other (for some reason it was diet) and chewing gum. He had every king of vice he could have (without taking into account that he looked as an androgynous).

What I’m trying to say that what we call now a days “communication” is instead the lack of such. Yes you may talk on the phone or via chat with someone, but is it really the same reading “LOL” than hearing a friend lough? Is it the same to receive an angry face in your chat window, than to have someone looking at you angry? Can we really call communication to something that has no feelings? Something as cold as a chat window? I consider that no, we can’t. Every day at work I send my wife a message saying “i love you, take care, kisses” but you know what, that is nothing more than typed down words, they are cold and empty. I also kiss her goodbye at the door of the building in which she works, and that kiss is worth a million words, and that’s communication.

The whole society is addicted to a behavioural pattern, to close your doors and windows, talk with no one, see no one, but say you have 200 friends, for they all signed you on facebook. We are killing human interaction.

To round up. We are addicted to use phones and any kind of text messages to say things, why? Because it’s easier, as in any drug, it’s used to escape from reality, and that is what we do with messengers, we avoid real human contact.

Why we do this is a question to be answered some other time.

Schizophrenia

I looked left, nothing. Right,nothing. The streets are empty. Not a soul. I'm hungry. Haven't eat in two days. Head speening. I'm alone. Must get food for my cat. Noise of a fence. It's open.I head towards the main door. Using force to open it. Careful with noises. We're inside. Kitchen on sight. Fridge opened. We grab some stuff. Put it in my backpack. A noise upstairs. There we go. Three doors. Main door, a couple sleeping. Second door, a bathroom. Third door. A kid sleeping. A noise. First door two dead bodies without their heads. Second door. Three heads. Third door. A burning room. We go down the stairs. Outside the house. Fire pouring through the windows. We walk. I looked left, nothing. Right,nothing. The streets are empty. Not a soul. I'm hungry. Haven't eat in two days. Head speening. I'm alone.

I know this may mean absolutely nothing to you, but trust me when I say, it should. How many peple were telling the story? Well, as I see it we can't quantify the number of different "characters" there are, for there is only one soul, but many voices. And he actually belives this voices are other people and not a part of himself.

Once again, things are not always as they seem to be on first sight. He was one and many at the same time.

Did you knew that when you look at a painting, only the firs second, or miliseconds, can't recall it now, your brain sees things it will never see again? Well, once you think you have seen everything, look again, and you'll find new things, but never the once you saw at first glance.

I really don't know how to round up my thoughts this time. So i'm going to say one thing only, pay attention to your instincts, for they may tell you something you'll never be able to see, but don't let them cloud your mind.

Taboo

The other day i was thinking on how much the taboo subjects had changed through time, there was a time you could’t say there was only one god, for you would have been killed for it, or saying that the earth wasn’t flat, or even worse, that it wasn’t the center of the universe.
Many years later, you weren’t supposed to talk about sex, or drugs. I would be completely unimaginable to have shown a nude body. “Oh my god, how can someone be SO obscene” and maybe it was a woman wearing a bikini; we look back at it and we find this amusing. But what the hell.

One again many years later (not so many this time) we find ourselves in modern society. As a note, yes, I’m from an occidental society, so my point of view is way different from the, let’s say as an example, Iran, or the India, or China, or even Japan. (some other day I’ll be writing about that, but now it’s not the right moment).

So, returning to my line of thought, once again many years went by, and now you have naked women protesting on streets, you go to a news paper stand and there you have tons of different magazines with boobs and asses popping out of every cover. Even more, open google, and type “porn”, I got an approximate of 247.000.000 hits.

So I ask my self, is sex, and sexuality, and the human body a taboo topic? Hell no.

On the other hand we’ve got some topics that every day turn to be of less popular, and I’m fearing that on some point in time they would turn into a taboo, and people talking about them would be criticised. Simple topics, honest ones.

Let me put it this way, how long has it been since you read a book, and talked about it with a friend, or how many of your friends had come to you and told you, “I just read a really good book, here have it, I know you’ll enjoy it”. With the exception of a few people I know (thank god for those people) the newer the generation the less they read, my wife for example, she is completely unable to read from a book, and she’s 29.

Let me give you another example of a subject that’s turning into a prohibited topic: Love.

How long has it been since you talked about your real feelings with someone (other than your couple or your psychologist). Even more, have you ever talked about your true feelings to a friend, or has a friend ever came to you to talk about his? How long has it been since you were able to say the things you felt for people without the fear of being tagged as gay, weak, pussy, or any other similar name?
Is this not a way of turning a subject into taboo? We stopped talking about that because we don;t want to be discriminated, be left aside or tagged by society.

Yes, I consider that feelings are slowly turning into a taboo subject. Now a days you’ve got all this poor little creatures, that we dare consider as young people, showing themselves on foto blogs, or videos on youtube, or stuff like that. Can someone please explain me what the fuck are the basic lines of thought of a flogger? Even more, can someone give me a better description for the term flogger other than: androgynous creature with no brains at all, that tends to show himself in large groups, because it’s unable to be an individual. My feeling towards the floggeres: GO FUCK YOURSELVES!

There, I’ve got it out of my system. So it’s time for a closing statement:

Go read a book, and recommend it to a friend. And don’t let the important things in life be left aside

Someone once said books are the gate to an incredible land, all you have to do is open it.

The books I recommend:
Magician Master (Raymond E. Fiest)
Tao Te Kin (Lao Tze)
The Art of War (Sun Tzu)
Othello (William Shakespeare)
And anything form the Marqués de Sade, Poe, Agatha Christie, Tolkien.

Take a deep breath

I woke up that morning, and i knew something was bound to change. I walked down the stairs, to my lovely wife, kissed her and sat down to have some breakfast. For some reason I wasn’t hungry, so I just took a cup of coffee, smoked a cigarette, kissed my wife again and left for work.

I took the same road every single day, and would have been able to drive all the way blind sighted if it wasn’t for the other cars. Once again, for some reason this day was different, didn’t understood the difference, but decided to take other road. I reached the parking lot exactly 36 minutes later than usual, so the spot i usually used was already taken. I used to hate having to park the car somewhere else than my usual spot, but that day I didn’t even noticed it.

The office i worked at was located at the top floor of a twelve stories building, and we had access to the roof. I left my stuff at my desk, and went to the coffee machine. After grabbing my second coffee of the day I went to the rooftop to have a smoke, but the access door was closed, so, since i couldn’t be left without my smoke, I went all the way down to ground level and had my smoke on the street. After doing so I returned to my working spot. Sat down and logged on to my computer, and started with my normal office routine.

Finally near mid day the roof top access door was opened, and i was able to get out, for a smoke. As i was lying against a wall, relaxing i started to think on how wonderful it was to be free, and soon I realized that I was trapped; I wasn’t free, i was a prisoner, a slave of my own routine.

So, i walked towards the edge of the rooftop, took a deep breath, and all of the sudden I was free.

The end.

Now, what do you understand of this, what happened to our main character? Take a while and think about it. (take at least 2 minutes, once you have a concrete answer we’ll continue)

Ok, most of you answered He jumped, and now he’s telling the story from the after life.

Well, the answer is, that you are wrong, but not entirely, he did jumped, but not from the rooftop, he jumped in his brain, he realized there was much more out there in the world for him than just a mere routine, he had a family, he had a job, but he enjoyed nothing, not even his smokes, or his coffee.

When he realized this he was free.

Basically, what I’m trying to say here is, be free, be free to think, say and do whatever you desire. There is no need to be in prison to have no freedom.

Freedom is just a state of mind, a point in which you accept yourself the way you are, not tied down under the conventionalism of society, or restrictions placed on you by your surroundings (work, family, etc) In the end all that is chosen by us.

I plan to live for ever, how? By being free. Time is nothing more than another way of controlling ourselves, such as our bodies.

Find a rooftop, or a spot where you can breath well, take a deep breath, with all your lungs, and realize there is more out there than what your eyes can see.

Be free my friends, and you shall live for ever.