Monday, November 22, 2010

Awww Hell Yea!

So I was barely getting done with this crazy 9 page long paper about "A Doll's House" and I looked into this dudes blog. This dude has some good shit! Im talking about good, sincere, non-biased information, I look at my posts and then his, and I gotta say "This dude knows his thoughts!" Man, he can write! He is pretty good at this, I must say. Oh I guess you might want to know who im talking about or where is this guy?
Here:

Good stuff indeed. I was reading his blog and he sounded very strong against misconceptions that people develop when they follow false knowledge. What he tried to say (without me stealing his thoughts) is that we must not take anything for true only because this dude said it. We must, for ourselves seek our truth. We must break away from the falsehood that has engulfed our humanity. And it made me remember of a very very famous song by Stevie Wonder. Stevie Wonder was right on the path when he wrote the song Superstition. Now, to let you guys see what the hell im talking about listen to the song first and then read the lyrics. Repeat, now listen and read. Good fucking shit! 

Stevie Wonder-Superstition
Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way

Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin strong,
You dont wanna save me, sad is my song.

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, yeh, yeh.

Very superstitious, nothin more to say,
Very superstitious, the devils on his way,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,Superstition aint the way, no, no, no

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Monday, November 15, 2010

Hello, Are you Out There?

Well hello to everyone, it is Monday once again. Start of the weekend for everyone, well for some. I am really looking forward to the rest of this week. There are many things going on this week. This weekend I attended to a very prestigious class that pertains to my interests. Here, in this class I learnt a ton! But this, that I learnt is something that involves everyone in this world.
I clearly came to the realization that sometimes we forget that we are human.

In the place where I "work" we play god, sometimes. There are many responsibilities. Lives are put into our hands, we, for those minutes are god. We are trusted with the lives of human beings, sometimes other kinds of life forms. If we succeed, we feel like we have made a difference. If we fail, we feel like nothing happened.
This job, to many, has become almost a game. We tend to block out the pain, the seriousness of the matter. We do not want to think that lives depend on our actions. I have seen for myself, that these persons that I work with have become alienated from the fact that what we do is so dangerous. We have been trained to try and save a life, but in those teachings we have been instructed to dehumanize ourselves. We no longer see those individuals as persons who are in danger. We see them only as medals, in the case that we do save them, and we try to forget those who dont make it.
We kill. We protect lives also.
But when does the line vanish?
When does it become so easy to simply kill someone?
When do we have a license to kill?
We make judgments as well as any other individual.
We see color, race, age, sex.
What if deep inside we do not care?
What if deep inside, I want that someone to die?
This, is what happens. I want to say that I have always treated everyone the same. I know I have. But maybe I have forgotten about someone. Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me. Maybe I am only assuring myself, so that I can live without guilt.
Truth is that, as well as I save, I can kill.
We are all gods.
We can all choose.
We are all responsible in one way or the other of someone else's life.

These observations not only apply to my job, but also transcend into everyone's lives.

We are responsible in a way, of every human life.
We must stop depending on a Divine Figure that will miraculously save our loved ones life from cancer when in fact we are the ones who have given them cancer by our filthy habits.
We must stop praying at night so that the neighbor's child who we know gets abused by his parents stops getting abused when we know we can stop it.
We must stop asking for forgiveness to that someone that we wronged years ago, when in fact we can go and ask that person.
We must stop asking for eternity. We must stop asking god to spare our loved one's life. For this law, there is no exception. For asking in the inevitable is only filling ourselves with ignorance.
We are only trying to cover the mountain of problems that this world has with dirt.
There is no other way than to work for a solution.
It is in everyones hands.
We can all make our own world.
We are all "Gods"

Monday, November 8, 2010

Una Vez Mas...

Pues si. Como tal vez se acaban de dar cuenta, una entrada en español. Pues los ultimos dias han sido bastante deprimentes. El Jueves de la semana pasada en la estacion me paso algo que neta, jamas lo crei pasaria. Pues los ultimos tres meses e estado entrenando a un chavo, Jose, vato bueno onda. Hermano de un vato que fue comigo a la prepa, este vato era de esos creidos. Conoci a su hermano el dia que llego a la estacion. Me pregunte, pues este vato no puede ser mas culey que su carnal. Me equivoque. Pues nos hicimos camaradas, el me contaba de sus problemas, de su vida. Yo le contaba tambien sobre mi vida, lo animaba al vato. En fin, nos hicimos amigos. Pero siempre este vato andaba medio wey, como que se creia mucho. No lo vi, no le preste atencion. Bueno, el wey me empezaba a caer mal por algunas otra mensadas. Luego llego otro Jueves, note como con sus amigos el wey era diferente; se creia mucho, se ponia muy cabron. Eh, no le puse demasiada atencion. Pues el pasado Jueves el desgraciado este me traiciono. El perro este me ataco, cuando jugando con otro de la estacion, un vato que no considero mi amigo, pero pues ya llevo bastantes años conociendolo, le estaba diciendo que se arrodillara. Pues un poco cabiz-bajo, pero igual, se me quita luego luego.
Lo cual me trae a escribir sobre el significado de las palabras.

Las Palabras por su naturaleza tienen una definicion. Cada palabra corresponde con mas palabras que usadas en algun orden, dan el significado a esta primera. Un poco confuso, en verdad es bastante raro el porque y como de las palabras. Creo, que el "Logos" la palabra se origino de la necesidad de todos los seres vivientes de expresarse y comunicarse. De una necesidad nacio la comunicacion. Los humanos entonces usaban sonidos para expresarse y comunicarse, llegaban a entederse. Me imagino que algunos sonidos comunes como el estornudo, el suspiro, la risa, el llanto; estas son las fuentes de toda las palabras. Sentimientos profundos que despues, como raices de arboles se extendieron y se plantaron en nuestra naturaleza. De la risa vino el reir, la comedia, la felicidad. De el suspiro vino la relfexion, el amor, la pregunta, la paz, la amistad, el amor. El estornudo es, creo, bastante obvio! Jaja. El Llanto, de aqui salio los lamentos, la comprension, la piedad, el perdon. Y bueno, no se, Muchas muchas cosas mas. Claro, que pensandolo bien, puedo ver a todas estas formas de expresarse originando de las emociones. Y creo, que a lo mejor si tu que por alguna movida chueca de la vida llegas a leer esto, crees lo mismo, y dices, "Claro!".

Pues si, las palabras en si son los sentimientos humanos con sonido. Formas de enteder a alguien mas por sonidos. Las Palabras en si son sagradas, El Logos, es un regalo. Es algo que en si es bastante magico y mistico, pero pues de eso todavia no se. Yo creo que con los miles de años que han pasado las palabras se han ido de-valorando, o mejor dicho, los humanos hemos ido de-valorandolas. Ya han perdido la magia, el espiritu que siempre han tenido. Los diccionarios son nada mas que simples copias de carbon de lo que algun dia fue algo tan divino y tan humano. Los diccionarios en si son simples copias baratas que no captan nada de la esencia de las palabras. Si, las definiciones no son nada mas que mas palabras que ocupan mas definiciones, en si una gran hoyo que jamas alcanza a taparse. Las palabras son sentimientos en accion, en sonidos.

Es asi, con esta idea, que llegue a la conclusion de que hoy en dia nadie sabe lo que dice. Es demasiado facil hablar y expresarse sin ninguna emocion o sentido. Es tan facil emitir un sonido sin tener que en verdad saber lo que es eso que producistes. El habla, hoy en dia, esta en abundancia y es usado sin discriminacion alguna. Es por esta ignorancia que muchas personas han muerto. En la historia, Miles y miles, Millones de millones, un numero extremadamente ridiculo de muertes, no solamente humanas pero en lo general, muertes. Por solo un sentimiento expresado en sonido.

Los humanos no somos expertos en nada. Todo lo que conocemos hoy como tecnologia o conocimento esta plantado en algo erroneo que al parecer funciono para algunos cuantos y lo pronunciamos como verdad. No creo que avanzaremos lejos cuando en el principio empezamos mal. Y este concepto es visible todos los dias en cualquier parte del mundo. Los suicidios de chavos en la escuela, las matanzas en todo el mundo, la deforestacion, el exterminio de animales ( los animales tambien expresan sus emociones). Y uno no tiene que fijarse a nivel mundial para observar esto, a nivel singular, celular, es notable esto. Cuando alguien te dice una mentira, o cuando dices una mentira. A nivel interpersonal, cuando alguien discute con alguien mas. Para dar ejemplo, la palabra "Amigo". Quien no sabe lo que es un amigo? Creo que si a todos les preguntaran que es un amigo, todos contestarian lo mismo. Tienen la misma idea, pero aun asi, sabiendo lo que es un amigo, la palabra se pierde en la definicion y el uso. Cualquiera es un amigo, paginas como Facebook, usan la palabra "amigo" para agregar a gente que quizas ni sean tus amigo, que jamas haigas conocido, que a lo mejor jamas le hablastes y aun asi ni les hablas, y aun mas ridiculo, ni son personas (spam, robots, etc.) El amigo en si deja de ser lo que en teoria es. La palabra pierde la definicion; la emocion expresada pierde el sentido de ser.

Se que tenemos el poder de corregir los errores. Se que existen las excepciones. Hay seres vivientes que entienden y saben lo que expresan. No se es imposible. Lo que se es imposible es seguir viviendo en esta confucion. Es tan simple como todos nos han dicho, "Piensa antes de Hablar".
Todos lo pueden hacer. Me imagino que todos deveriamos nacer mudos para en si apreciar lo que tenemos. Para entonces desarrollar primero las emociones, el sentido, el intelectuo, y despues aprender a usar todo esto para comunicarlo. Es bastante radical esto, lo se. Y naturalmente casi imposible. Pero, como dije, imposible mis polainas. Los mudos son un claro ejemplo de esto. Y quien sabe si como avanzan los humanos y evolucionan si esto que veo yo no se convierte en realidad.

La neta es que esta entrada en el blog me dejo perplejo a mi. Es posible que yo haiga cometido errores, es mas que probable, es un hecho. Bueno chaviza, los dejo con esto.
Piensen antes de Hablar.
Piensen!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Fuck this shit

As the title of this post says, "Fuck this shit". I no longer give a flying fuck if anyone ever does read this thing. I will only write what is on my head. Right now, the song "Here Comes the Sun" by The Beatles is playing on the Ipod Touch I was handed down. Yes, another music entry. Music and Philsophy were the intial causes as to why I decided to make this place.
So in honor of my initial cause I will do so.

The song "Here Comes the Sun" of The Beatles is one of my favorite songs. This song to me talks about how after darkness always comes the light. As long as the world exists this will apply. The story has always been the same, one could say it is a rule, a given, a fact. Since I believe that everything in the world is a reflection human behavior and experiences we could much very learn lots from this simple yet looked-over observation. Why is that after, say; falling down while running you subconciously get up. You dont have to think about getting up, one always tries to get up and keep going. Like this, it is everything in life. If we fall, we are already getting up without us even thinking about doing so. We humans, I believe, are deeply rooted to this planet and all of its things, we are one. We seemed to have learned many of its attributes, its behavior we have copied. So like the song, "Here Comes the Sun" we must always be ready to embrace another day, for there is always a tomorrow. Unless of course you fucking die, then who knows? Maybe yes. Maybe no. But then again if we look at how things behave in our planet nothing ever dies, it changes, it keeps going, it is recycled.

I like the song, it speaks of a truth that nobody seems to care of. The song is of hope and of a tomorrow that keeps coming regardless.

Monday, November 1, 2010

A New Hope!

How you like the title suckas! Ha, yes I stole it from Star Wars. I grew up watching Star Wars in Mexico. In spanish. In "Canal Cinco" 5*...It must have been around 1995 that I first saw Star Wars. I assume it was this year because i was a wee kid at the time. I grew up with this channel. Which might also explain why my favorite number is also 5. Anyways, this channel was the shit. Every weekend they had some badass movies.
And to name a few which I can remember:
Star Wars (the first three)
The NeverEnding Story
The Witches
Time Bandits
The Goonies
Once Upon a Forest
Forrest Gump
Back to the Future... All of them
The Karate Kid
Jason movies
Freddy Krueger
The Blob
Jaws
Hook

These movies every weekend were sort of shuffled. These movies made my childhood along with many other cartoons such as:
Muppet Babies
Street Sharks
The Pink Panther
Merrie Melodies
Looney Tunes
Popeye
Dragon Ball
Chip 'n Dale Rescue Rangers
Duck Tales
Scooby Doo
Batman
Spiderman

All of these and many more cartoons which I do not know the name of the cartoons are what made my childhood. Man do i miss these cartoons. Compared to what kids watch these days, I ask WTF!
So if any of you have any blurry childhood stories about a certain cartoon or movie that you vaguely remember please share!