A Little Song Here

Well its Saturday morning and everything is going Slow right now. What can I say, its Saturday. Its the Sabbath. So heres a kick ass song that will make you wanna wake up!

The song is Holy Wars by Megadeth

Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I dont understand

Fools like me,who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep,for their beliefs
Do you kill on gods command?

A country thats divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased,no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand

The end is near,its crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Dont look now to israel
It might be your homelands

Holy wars

Upon my podium,as the Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement
Gavels bang,uphold the law
Up on my soapbox,a leader Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holler
Than-thou-could-be-messenger of god

Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks,repel down the rocks
Behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die, they die

They killed my wife,and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake...last mistake|
Paid by the alliance,to slay all the giants
Next mistake...no more mistakes|

Fill the cracks in,with judicial granite
Because I dont say it,dont mean I aint
Thinkin it
Next thing you know,theyll take my thoughts away
I know what I said,now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings

Hello to Everyone

Hello chicks and dudes of the internet! How are you guys doing in this marvelous Wednesday? Im doing great as a matter of fact, just by the sole fact that I am alive. For some, that is more than enough. Here I am again, trying to get everything I have out of my mind. So today I will talk about something everyone in this world can relate to. Yes, its something every living being and sometimes non-living things can experience.

Love
I actually want to write about this because this dude I met today in one of the Philosophy's meetings talked about it. I had actually thought about what he was professing. He said that Love was his primary Philosophy at the time. He very strongly said that Love is everything. And I do come to agree to this simple statement. But I think that the statement alone is rather too simple to take into account and think about it. Love is everything. I do believe it is, it is everything; I could venture into saying that Love is the Soul.
Yes! Tell everyone that we have finally discovered what the Soul is. It is Love.
Now, to set things straight we must first define what Love is.
I think that we can start out by saying what Love is NOT.
Love is not your typical word.
Love is not what you think it is.
Love IS pure.
Love is innate, meaning that we are born with it.
Love is all around us in very different forms of expression
Love can be bad and it can be good.
Love is what makes us.
Love is what destroys us.
Love is very strong.

Think about it as Darth Vader being extremely powerful when he finds out that what he loved the most is now gone. When his force started to fuck everything in its surroundings.
Bad picture?
Anyways, sorry about that.

But love, if you can understand, is a very strong force.
We all know how to love, we are all loved.
The instant that we are created it is through love, maybe not the love that everyone talks nowadays, but more like a love for a connection, a bond with someone. This kind of love is the act of procreation.
Like I said, love has a tons of forms.
We are made through love, we are born through love. The strong feeling of survival, the love for life, the love for existing.
We are nurtured through love, whoever sacrifices their lives for the love of our existence is doing this by love. For the love of another human being. This love that is mutual is a bond for eternity. We are taught that feeling first. The feeling of comfort. The sense of protection. And we love this. And we are taught love. This is love in its purest and most ethical form. Love is than transformed into many other forms.
We try to duplicate this feeling into our everyday lives. We want to feel this Love all the time. Because we love it. (By now, you might be thinking I wrote love to many times!)
We love to feel love. Love, again, is our motive or soul, our fuel, our force.
We "like" a song, because deep inside we love it. Because it produces somewhat similar the feeling that we know as love. We then create different words to express love. We then, so desperately want to feel Love from everyday things and we start liking objects. At the end we sort of water down this emotion.
We have our "favorite" color.
We like a TV show.
We like a car.
And the root of these feelings is love.
We really love these things.
Love is like the original true emotion that branches out to many other feelings. But if we follow through with our emotions we can discover a form of love.
And we cannot blame ourselves for trying to feel love all the time. We want it all the time. It is something truly amazing. It is the closest we get to an eternal truth.
The problem comes when these things are then given a life of their own.
When we drive the love that we have for people of things into an extreme.
We love someone so much and want to feel the love mutually; the same way we felt. We constantly seek the same Love we experienced that made us addicts.
It is the reason behind every success and every failure in the world. In all of history EVERYTHING has been made because of Love.
Yes, everything that you can think of.
A few extreme examples will do the trick (I think).
Who doesn't know of the Holocaust?
Why, everyone has at least once asked, why did Hitler drive all of the German people into participating in such atrocities?
Love
Yea, as fucked up as it sounds I think he did it for love. For any reason that anyone can come up with as to why he did it Love can be the motive.
"Well he did it because he was a Christian and he thought that the Jewish deserved the suffering because of what they did to Jesus Christ"
I would say, he did it because of the Love he had to the religion.
Love as stated already, can be good or bad.
Love, naturally is a good thing. It all depends on how we apply it this emotion. We can love someone or something.
Why do people steal? For love.
Whether be it for the love of what money can get them or for the love of the feeling they get when they steal.
They could probably stole for the love of money, for the love of food, for the love of someone, for the love of something (an I pod). It all comes down to love. And how we express this feeling. It comes down to how we express it and what we do in order to feel love.
This then raises some very serious questions.
All criminals commit their crime because of love?
Yes, I would say.
Should they be pardoned for committing such horrible crimes in the name of love?
No, the noble motive does not excuse the actions that led them to those crimes.
Is love evil?
No, it is what we do of it. We all have a choice.
Love is our force. Love is our everyday motive. Love is power. Love is our soul.
Love.

And with this I must say, It all depends on how one chooses to love. We all choose what to love and how to love. The emotion is one, the forms are many. But it is necessary to create a conscience as to why we live the way we do. Why do we do things? Why do we say things? Why do I choose this over the other?
We must have our foundations set.
We must eliminate false ideals of love.
Money does not represent love.
We must not love objects.
We must remember what Love is and not confuse it with anything else.
Love is one thing and one thing only.
It is not bad to seek Love as long as we do not destroy Love itself.

I think its only appropriate to end this long ass discussion with a song.
All we need is love, and love itself.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydfH7iuLR0I

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:

http://cborngracemusik.blogspot.com/

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

Comment below :D

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"

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!

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.

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!