Thank you Jesus!

It's been 5 years now since I became a follower of Jesus. Oh! How lost I was without him in my life. Thank you Lord for caring about me,  thank you for rescuing me, thank you for your grace and endless mercy.

Back

Here I am again after 15 months of not posting anything here. The reason is that I started another blog in spanish that has been taking most of my time.

I have kept on thinking a lot of things in the same way I have left on this blog, the difference is that my thoughts have been posted in another language. I'll keep on posting here as an exercise of free mind.

Sucking

What the hell! I just don't have too much to say, except that all of a sudden I felt the need to write something on my blog. Sometimes I have a hard time trying to let out what I really want to say. It's like some sort of fear that I hate really bad.

My life has turned into a disaster. Now I work at night and sleep at day. Sleeping at daytime is what kills me, I just don't like it. I hope it ends soon.

Thinking again

To sit down and do nothing but to roam through my inner world. That’s what I’d like to do for the rest of the day. Maybe starting some fire right after the sunset on my new firepit will work fine. I have always enjoyed watching the fire burn, the heat, the smell, the sounds… It relaxes me.

The flames consuming the wood talk to me about transformation. When the wood surrenders the material it is made of to the always starving flames, turning it into ashes, I think about what’s happening at the moment. Slowly but surely the flames will eat it all and release the energy within the wood.

Is the energy from the wood molecules breaking the same that formed the tree since it was a seed?, I mean, Was this energy accumulated some how as the tree was growing? There’s only one thing I know for sure: The matter has transformed into energy.

Well, everytime I see the fire burn, the same thought comes to me, and since I don’t find a definitive answer to these and other questions, this takes me to think deeply of whatever concern I have on my mind according to my mood of the day, and then I let go. I like to do this very much.

Today's thought...

"If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas."

-George Bernard Shaw

Equilibrium

We are a product of balance and equilibrium. Have you ever noticed how fragile life is? Just think of what would happen to any of the little plants inside your house if you'd suddenly stop watering them. They wouldn't survive for too long if you forget about them at all. What would happen if you'd let them out in your patio exposed to the hot summer sun rays or the cold winter frost?

They are alive because they have learned to live in the environment that surronds them, which in a way keeps some sort of equilibrium: stable range of temperatures, enough water, good soil, care from you, etc. The effects of a disrumption to this equilibrium is a no-brainer.

I think that the same principle applies to us humans as another form of life in this planet. How could we be an exception? Life in this planet has adapted through thousands of years to the conditions that surrond it. That's evolution. However drastic changes, let's say for instance on the weather, could be catastrophic is they are beyond what we and the other forms of life can stand.

Any disruption to this equilibrium will definitively have important effects on us. Let's be consciuos of it and value what we have. There is no warranty that it will always be like this.

I need a break

Well, I'm back after a long time of not writting. I've had a lot of work and little rest. Weekends have become working days for me. At night I do noting else but think about the things that I have to do at work the next days. It sucks.

It sucks to talk about work on my blog when it is supposed to display the thoughts that rumble inside my mind, I mean interesting and valuable thoughts about my existence here.

So, now this post is about the lack of time to reflect on really important things. I wish I had more time for myself right now in this moment.

Inmature boy

Sometimes I think that I got stuck in adolescence. I don't like to follow orders from no one. I am rebellious. I hate rules. I'm always questioning why do I have to do things the way someone else says they have to be done.

I have too many defects, and this is one of the worsts because it has caused me a lot of trouble.

I remember that long ago in a work interview I had when I was looking for a place where to do my professional internship, the HR guy asked me what were my main virtues and defects. I mentioned back then, that one of my biggest defects was that I didn't like to follow rules. I was young and stupid. I thought that I was going to do great because I was honest with my answers. How wrong I was. Everywhere you go, rules have to be respected and procedures have to be followed in order to succeed. Even though I now know all of this, I still feel reluctant to do so. Of course I didn't get the job that time.

I think I never passed that difficult phase of my life. When I was a teenager, I used to be so defiant towards my parents and the world around me...

Maybe I need professional help, because I think I know what's wrong, but I don't know how to fix it.

Standing Out

In working to make a living, it is amazing to realize that what makes people outstanding, is just the fact that they simply do what they have to do on the right time. That's it.

Just look around and think of the ideal way things should happen. For instance, when you are at the bank waiting on a long line, wouldn't you feel thankful towards the clerk that attends people faster compared with the other ones? What makes her faster? This would be the list of her minimum skills:
1. Knowledge of the system used

2. Intelligence to understand the tasks to do

3. Effectiveness and Efficiency on what she's doing
4. No time wasting
5. Focus on customer satisfaction

The fact that she is doing what she has to do and not something else, makes her different and excellent, even though that's her responsibility. Following a procedure is enough to be outstanding in an organization where few people do it. Now if we add intelligence and common sense in an efficient and proactive way, then we are talking about excellence.

For every job or activity that we are committed to perform, we can make a little list like the example above to produce the desired output, and just do what has to be done. Simple, isn't it? Something to think about.

Exahusted

Living under stress is not a good thing. This last days I have felt so miserable that I hardly rest at night. Bed time is supposed to be a moment to rest and forget about the world, but when I'm under the effects of stress I hardly sleep. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and when I look at the clock I realize that there's 4 more hours to go before the time I usually wake up every day (6 AM). When this happens I cannot go back to sleep again and it frustrates me a lot to know that the following day I will feel like crap at work for not having a good sleep.

While I'm awake in bed this early, I think about a lot of things like work, my family, God, Things that I have to do the next day, and all sort of weird ideas about how I perceive the world, which makes me wonder if I have lived my life in a wrong way.

I hate it when I can't sleep because my brain doesn't work fine the next day. My short term memory just vanishes away and I don't rationalize well. I spend most of the day with a weird feeling of numbness. It's horrible. When on this mood, I don't do things right nor take the best decisions. I really need to rest. This feeling of exhaustion is becoming normal for me and I'm starting to think that it is the culprit of my strange way of thinking.

The likelihood of going through the same the following night is high. Something needs to happen or I'll get crazy (yes, even more).

The Differences

Without any doubt, my beliefs are very particular. Sometimes my acts and words hurt people. Sometimes they look weird to the eyes of others while my behavior seems normal for me. Sometimes I give the impression that I'm a good person and sometimes not.

I act and talk upon the things that I believe in, according to my truth, which in many cases is a lot different from what the rest of the world think. I'm conscious that my truth is not the same as for others. There's few coincidences and here is when Tolerance plays an important role in this game of everyday coexistence.

I wish I was more conscious of this matter in order to respect the beliefs of the people around me. Honestly I don't want to bother anyone. Pardon me for my mistakes.

It's late at night

and I'm here sitting on my stool at home writing today's post. Well, there's not much to say except that today, while me and my family were over at Walmart, I started to feel jealous. I realized how attractive my wife is. I saw it through the eyes of the men around staring at her. I felt that I'm too little for her. I don't remember feeling like this before. Is it my self-esteem going down? Gosh, I don't know! I just felt like crap beside her.

She was gorgeous and I was a looser. I started to think that she deserves someone better. I realized that I have not been able to make her happy. Sometimes I behave so cold towards her and I wondered how can she love someone like me, so bitter, so stupid, so dumb. I am a lucky guy.

Start

This is my first blog of the year. I feel good to start a new year. I hope this one will bring more satisfaction and joy into my life.

I have been reading about how we, as human beings, try to explain the so called reality of our everyday life. One comment in particular made me feel identified with. It stated that our brain keeps the information it gathers through our lives from what we learn in the form of a well organized matrix that we all use as a point of reference to interpret what we perceive through our senses for every single experience that we have. Such interpretations conform little by little our Surrounding Reality since the moment we are born.

We normally tend to judge every event with rules created from these interpretations, and even though everyone has its own point of view, there are common agreements regarding these interpretations that makes us share the "same" Reality and use the same rules.

Reality is a very personal experience for every single individual.

This is very interesting, and I guess you can see it when you visit places with a different culture. For instance, my personal habits as Mexican may look weird for a person who hasn't been around one, let's say, for example, a person from an isolated tribe in Mongolia. For him, I won't be behaving in a "normal" way compared to his customs, because he has not lived a similar experience before.

In situations like that, our tendency is to look for experiences closer to what we are living at the moment and come up with a rational explanation. However, that's just an interpretation from our mind, and the reality will turn out to be what the individual sees from his point of reference in a very personal way.

Something to think about, Don't you think?

Happy Birthday!

My blog is turning 1 year old!

I feel so happy that I have been able to keep it alive. It's been a good thing for me to have the opportunity to post the thoughts about things that I'm always thinking of. There's a lot of valuable people out there writing, and it has been an honor for me to have them visiting my blog.

Yes, time has passed by so fast, and now it's been a year since I started writing this blog. Throughout all of these last 12 months, I have had the chance to post my ideas about how I see life, how I feel emotionally, and about general insights that I've wanted to share. Through my blog I've had also the opportunity to meet people in person and over the cyberspace. I have been able as well to interchange ideas and learn from others.

Writing has left me a great feeling of satisfaction. Perhaps some (local) people who only speak Spanish have not understood the motivation that has driven me to write in English since it's not my first language, but I think it's been worth to do it, because thanks to it, other people from all over the world has stopped by my blog and left their input, which I really appreciate. I believe that things in the world will be better if we expand our ideas peacefully through the barriers of culture by exchanging our different points of view about everyday life.

Thanks Blogger for hosting my blog. Thanks to all of you who are reading now! You will always be welcome.

Not so fine

Today i don't have too much to write about. Just that it's been too long since the depression has hit me and I don't know what to do. I feel bad for not being able to say what I really feel. I'm chicken shit. Fear has always had control over my life. I hate it.

Is there anyone there to help me find the light at the end of the tunnel? What I write and say is just the surface of deeper thougths and emotions that I don't dare to express. I whish there was someone that I could talk about all of these things I'm carrying inside, without any feeling of guilt, embarrassment or fear.

Someone to trust. That's something that would really help me alleviate the unbearable feeling of not being understood. I hope some day I find what I need. I really want to.

To Own...

People don’t really own anything. I was watching yesterday on TV an interview to the owner of the Uritorco Mt. in Argentina. As I was watching the program I started to think that the Uritorco Mountain has been there for eaons and now there is this guy who has been on the planet for no more than 50 years claiming that he owns it.

I think that it is the same as if a single bacteria from my guts, whose life span is less than 1 day, boasts that it owns my body! It is ridiculous!

A human being stays alive in the planet for only 75 revolutions of it around the sun in average. During that time we use the resources of the planet to make a living, reproduce and die. We don't really own anything. Everything is there and will be after we die. The remains of ancient cities are still there even though the people who built them are extint, and so if they are not there, then they don't own it.

We don't even own our own body. When we die the molecules that comforms it will transform into something else, and those atoms will be recyclated. A cat doesn't have any belonging. A tree doesn't have any either. From this point of view, owning is only an illusion of human beings.

Those little things

The little details make the difference. In everything that we do, even the smallest extra thing that we do will leave a mark of who we are like our personal signature.

It is a little hard to describe exactly this insight that I'm having right now, but anyway I need to put in writting so I don't forget.

A little note of appreciation towards our significant one makes that person feel good. A simple goodbye kiss when leaving for work, a short phone call, the smallest caress, can mean a lot for any of us. At work we find the same situations when performing our tasks. At school is the same. At church. Everywhere.

We are not aware of this fact most of the time, but keeping it in mind will make the difference. This is something to think about...

To Myself

To be what a man can be. That's my commitment for today. But the question is still: Am I being all what I can be? What a deception.

All the questions that I had when I was a teenager are still unanswered. I'm still asking the same questions to myself. My life is ruled by my ideas of what life is. It is terrible to think that all that I think is wrong and that I'm deceiving myself. I'm afraid of getting to the end of my life and discover that all that I did was wrong, a terrible mistake, a big waste of time. Time will pass me the bill.

PALADAR
Silvio Rodríguez

Llego al club de los cincuenta
y una mano trae la cuenta.
Llama la atención la suma
desde hoy hasta mi cuna.
Cada fuego, cada empeño,
cada día, cada sueño,
viene con importe al lado,
a pesar de lo pagado.

Me pregunto qué negocio es éste
en que hasta el deseo es un consumo.
¿Qué me haré cuando facture el sol?
Pero vuelvo siempre el rostro al este
y me ordeno un nuevo desayuno
a pesar del costo del amor.

Vengan deudas, inflaciones,
vales, multas, recesiones.
Pruebe a arrancarme el ratero
el sabor de mi bolero.
Sea quien sea el gerente,
me lo cobre diligente
(ya sabrá esa mano cruenta
cuando le pase mi cuenta).

Me pregunto qué negocio es éste
en que hasta el deseo es un consumo.
¿Qué me haré cuando facture el sol?
Pero vuelvo siempre el rostro al este
y me ordeno un nuevo desayuno
a pesar del costo del amor.

This day...

I am so stressed right now as I write this lines due to work and everyday issues. Normally it takes a long time before I get mad at things that bother me. Today I had a parents meeting over at Raúl's elementary school late this evening. He's on the first grade and his teacher is an inept. That old lady is really dumb. It makes me angry just to think of her. How the heck did she become a teacher? I doubt she's capable of transmiting any knowledge. What makes me even more angry is that Raúl is not in a public school and I am paying for his education. I don't feel I'm getting what I'm paying for. This school we picked is not what my wife and I expected.

Things at work are getting ugly as my critical dates are going past due. My main responsability at work is to make things happen as planned. It is so frustrating when there is no cooperation from my peers. It feels like I'm on my own when in reality what I do (or don't do) affects the whole company. It is almost a fact that I will have to work extra hours at night, as well and saturdays and sundays, during the following month to meet the customer expectations.

I need a relief for all of this feelings. Maybe playing the "Gansito Marinela" video game on the computer with my kids will help.

Bye now.

Outdated Post

Nowadays, when talking about meeting people, we are not limited to meet them in “person” only. With the internet it is possible now to meet people from anywhere in the world and know what they think without the most minimum idea of how they look like. I mean, it is very easy to stablish communication and share thoughs, ideas, feelings, information, knowledge, etc., through forums, live chat, email, blogs, bbr, websites and so on.

The new generations take it for granted and they may not be as amazed as I am now, but back when I was a kid, people never thought that something like this was going to happen. It is amazing for a "ruco" like me :^)

Remembering

Here I'm camping with my family: Silvia my wife, Raúl (6) and Eduardo (4). We are at the shore of the Huapoca River (Chihuahua). It was during 2005 "Semana Santa" when we spent a few days over at Ciudad Madera with my wife's relatives. We had a great time.

That day on the video, we woke up very early in the morning, I would say around 5:00 AM. It was very cold. I remember there was frost outside the tent walls. The cold made me wake up to gather some wood in order to start the firecamp. By the time I was done with it, The kids woke up as well and came to me. Silvia arrived a little bit later. It was so delightful to be in front of the fire in such a cold morning.

Thought About Self-esteem

I am the sum of all that I think about myself regardless of what I want people to think about me. I am as successful as I want per the limitations that I impose to myself. I have not become all that I wanted because of my internal fears to fail. Why am I so frightened about failure? I don’t know exactly.

Having a solid self-esteem is part of the foundations that lead to succeed in life, because if you have it, the will to be the best can take you wherever you want, because you feel that you deserve it, because you love yourself and you reflect it.

The difficult thing is how to build it if you have a poor one. The other day I was on an electronics shop waiting to receive a work order to repair my videocamera, when suddenly a guy entered the place asking for money to buy something to eat, a “tortilla with salt”, he said. I had the impression that he didn’t love himself. It seemed to me that he was thinking that it was all that he was worth, that he only deserved a “tortilla with salt”. He didn’t have to be specific on what he wanted to buy with the money he’d get, but he emphasized it like saying “poor me, give me only enough to keep alive”. I hate it when people do that. I didn’t give him any money, he was young and good looking to be begging in the first place.

Anyway, this made me think that probably I behave like this guy but in a different level.

ASK

If you want something you can get it. All that has to be done is ask for it. If one never ask, then the possibility to get it dramatically drops down to near zero.

Let’s put as an example. Raúl, my 6-year-old son, wants me to put a video game on the computer, but he’s being shy and doesn’t tell me. Just by seeing him I know what he wants and that he’s being shy about it. I’m not going to put that game if he doesn’t ask because I want to encourage him to ask for what he wants, I mean, if I say “no” it won’t be the end of the world, but, if I say “yes” I’ll put it with no problem.

It’s like the time back when I was in high school and I was dying to date the most beautiful girl ever of the whole class. I never told her how much I liked her and that secretly I was in love with her. If I had ever told her about my feelings, she could have rejected me, or she could have at least turned her eyes to me, and if I had insisted maybe we could have been sweethearts. But that never happened because I simply never ask her to go out on a date.

It is the same if I want a pay rise. My boss won’t know that I need one if I don’t ask. He may even be happy that none of his employees ask for a pay rise. If I ask for it there is a chance that I get it. That chance is what makes the difference. Asking for something opens up an opportunity.

Let’s look at a beggar on the street, or a beggar on the public bus. He is taking advantage of that chance to get money by asking for it. Probably not everyone will give him money, but if just one single person gives him some spear change, then he'll make profits.

Praying is about the same. Praying is asking God for what we need. We have to pray a lot more, don't you think?

The bottom line here is: Ask for what you want and there is a possibility that you'll get it. Leave the fear and embarrassment feelings behind. DARE TO ASK.

Just Thinking

Once again life shows up as a fragile treasure we all portray. The other day at work, while I was walking through the aisles among the huge plastic injection machines, a thought just crossed my mind with an impacting certainty. All of a sudden I had the terrible certainty that the only sure thing about living is that death will arrive. Since the very moment something or someone is born, it is condemned to die, sooner or later, young or at an old age.

No one lives forever, that's the way nature is.

So death is part of life as I see it, like another step every single living being on this earth has to go through, and it makes me wonder once again: What is beyond life and death?

Rainy Day

It’s rainning today and I like it. Here in Chihuahua, rain is not a common thing, and whenever we have it I feel happy for the good it makes to this dry environment that surrounds the City. The only down side is the traffic jams and accidents we suffer because of the lack of practice driving over a wet pavement.

This morning I woke up feeling tired again. It’s been 4 days in a row now since I feel like this. Today is not too bad though. I think it may be my last day of fatigue. I don’t know why I feel this way, I have some possible explanations but none of them convinces me as being the real cause. I just don’t know for sure.

A good Saturday

Tonight I feel tired, and this is a good excuse to drink my latest favorite beverage: Chocolate Milk mixed with Bailey's. MMMM! It's just delicious. I'm in the mood for listening old music as I keep on writing. I'm listening songs like "High Flyier" from UFO, "Wish you were here" from Pink Floyd, "Stairway to heaven" from Led Zeppeling, "Wonderful tonight" from Eric Clapton and so on. Good stuff, ha!

I am getting ready for bed now after a day of lounging around. Today I did what I wanted and that's good, it makes me feel alright.

I took the picture down below last week when I was comming back home from Knoxville Tennesse. The last sun rays over the clouds had just and indescribable meaning to me. I hope you enjoy the view. Good night!

I think, therefore I exist...

There is one thing that everything on earth has in common: Being.

we are made up of the same stuff that a rock is made of, or a tree or a blade of grass, the difference is only physical.

What is that thing that puts together all that mass of atoms and sub-atomic particles? Furthermore, howcome all of this tiny bits of matter join together to form simple to highly more complicated molecules? How is it that life comes out of this in the shape of cells that are the simplest unit of every living organism?

There is an advanced intelligence principle beyond what we can see or preceive as simple observers. It has always been a matter of philosophical discussions since old ages, and even now it is still a subject of study for science, philosophy and even theology.

But the most interesting thing is what each one of us may think of it as individuals. As an old teacher from high school used to say “¿Y Usted que piensa? ¿O no piensa?”

Part of Evolution

I've got the certainty that what we are is not only what we have made ourselves to be, but an accumulation right inside the very cells that we are made of, from our ancestors. Everything that they were is now us, every bit of information that their fathers and mothers gathered is now inside of us, this is how we live on in our children. Everything that we are at the conception of our children is passed on to them.

All that we are, has come from the beginning of time. We are not only someone's son or daughter, we are the sons and daughters of an infinite amount of people, those who have passed on to us their cells inside of which is hidden the very substance of creation and everything that has happened. All that is summarized within the long chains of genes in our DNA.

We are a product of the evolution on this earth, and this brings me to ask: Are we only the body that has evolved since the beginning of time?

Life Issues

The efforts taken to make a living go to the trash when the ability to keep our perssonal life apart is lost and it superimposes over one’s job responsibilities.

The circumstances that I’m going through rigth now in my life are affecting me too much. I feel so frustrated, so overwhelmed, that I’d quit my job on this precise moment. I have the feeling that my mental condition is having a detrimental effect on my work performance. I know I can do better that what I’m doing now.

How hard it is to fix all the problems at the same time. I wonder how many people in the world is having a similar situation and how they are reacting on getting out of such hell pits.

Yellow

Oh gosh! Hoy I love singing. Right now I am listening to an accustic version of the song "Yellow" from Cold Play and I feel inspired. If I didn't have any obligation towards my family, I'd probably take my guitar and go singing on the public transportation here in Chihuahua to make a living. Then, if I'd make it alright, I'd travel through all Mexico.

I don't know my own country, that's a little embarrasing.

Well I'll keep on dreaming at least for the rest of the night.

Stop beating me!

I still cannot comprehend why some people find delight on making other people feel miserable. It must be a way to spread the bitterness they carry inside. Perharps that’s what they were thaught during their childhood, that stage of life where the most of our personality is formed.

Kids are always the most afected victims of domestic violence. It sucks.

Two friends saved my day today

I feel happy today because I had the opportunity to see a friend that I haven't seen in a long time. We had a good time walking back through all of those good and old memories.

Time flies, that's for sure, when you say "8 years" you think of it as a long time, but when you remember the things that have happened during that lapse, you realize that it's not really too much. We really enjoyed being together and I wish we had had more time to talk. Time is never enough when you are having a good time. My friend lives now in Ciudad Juarez and will be leaving next tuesday.

I am happy as well because today I received an e-mail from one of my dearest friends, with words of support and comprehension, now that I really need them on this situation I am going through.

It feels very good to have friends who think of me as I think of them, with love and respect.

Karma?

As I take a look inside me, I can see how naive I am to be almost 34.

Even though I've lived so many things, even though I've been to lots of different places, and even though I've met all kinds of people, I still think as youngster in regards to the world surronding me.

From time to time I find myself believing in the good will of people, to realize later on that perharps they only saw an opportunity to take advantage of me. I'm not stupid, a little unsuspecting, but not stupid at all. However, I always go back to believe in people's good intentions, it seems that I don't learn. It's probaby my karma :)

7/16

Well, today I woke up early. I feel like cleaning the house now that my wife is out for a few days. It is my opportunity to do it my way, just how I like it. I'll perform a deep cleaning to the bathroom, 'cause right now there's a lot of mold, mildew and soap stains all over the place. The WC has a lot of tartar, it looks really filth.

Then I'll have a little break to take a shower with my kids and have breakfast. We'll get ready to go to the company's pick nick around 10:00AM. Whenever we come back, I'll take care of the kitchen, it really needs a full clean up. After that I'll finish with the bedrooms.

This will be my relaxing therapy for today. I will really enjoy it! :)

My 2 cents

Every one needs someone. All we are looking for is a little affection. A little is enough once one has faced the suffering of being ignored by the world out there.

How fortunate are those who are important for someone. How fortunate are those who have at least a loyal friend. How fortunate are those who have found true love.

No more to say...

Special People

There is people who has left indelible marks in my life when our paths have coincided.

Today I feel like writing about these special persons that somehow have given me so much, perharps without knowing it, perharps with the full intention.

I feel so thankful that God has put them on my way and I pray to keep meeting more of such interesting people on my everyday life. Nobody can afford to miss the opportunity of finding out how wonderful the people around us is. There’s a lot of people gifted out there, that may have just what we need in a particular moment of our life. They may be walking just in front of us and we might not know. I’m thankful for those that I’ve got to know.

Maybe I am special on this way for someone and I don’t know, well, anyhow, right now I want to say just a name: Ernesto Roybal. -Muchas Gracias-

Relative

A couple of weeks ago, when I was coming back from Detroit almost arriving to Chihuahua, as I was looking through the airplane window, I started to think about the relativity of things.

From up there at more than 3,000 meters from the ground, everything down below seems so lonely, specially as we entered the desertic lands of Chihuahua with its endless ridge chains. If I was an alien comming from outer space, I might think that I'd hardly find intelligent life in a place like this.

When one is on the ground, things are a lot different. Everything seems to be too far away to go walking: parents home, shopping center, school, you name it. But from above those distances are nothing.

We are huge compared with a small bacteria but microscopic compared with the size of the planet. This made me remember the beggining of a poem from Arturo Limon (a writer from Chihuahua) on his book "Y sin embargo se mueve..."

"Soy un hombre, pequeña y grande criatura del Universo.
Tan simple, que mi masa no impacta al volúmen del cosmos,
pero tan grande que la concepción del mismo cabe dentro de mi... "

How deep that little fragment is.
And now, Do you understand what I meant at the begging with the term "relativity of things"?

Fragile, Handle with care

I'm pretty sure that most of us have witnessed at least once in our lives how fragile life is. When someone that we know dies suddenly, the fragility of life becomes more noticeable, as if we were blindfolded all of the time and then we are not any more.

As a veil that vanishes away we realize how easy it is to stop existing. Because in reality a person who dies is not any more among the ones that he/she used to love. There's no need for its body to breath or eat or feel. Simply, the person and its body are gone, or in other words he/she doesn't exist any more.

For instance, Napoleon Bonaparte died long time ago. Even though we know about him from history, no matter how passionate we remember him as a bad or a good guy, the fact is that he is not here with us, only his deeds. He existed once, but he doesn't exist any more.

This is rough and cold, but I had to put it as an example to make my point on this dissertation. It is really very easy to lose our life, so why don't we enjoy it and live it as it comes. Only our deeds will be remembered. All of our good intentions toward people and the world in general will be lost unless they become conscious acts from our part. Only what we were and did will remain.

I'll leave open to the belief of each one what happens after we die.

Sunday

We stayed at home the whole day. Silvia my wife has been feeling sick with a weird pain under her belly bottom, and Raúl & Eddy have been sick since thursday vomiting apparently with no reason. I guess they had something like that just last year during the change of seasson, it might be a virus out in the air or something like that. All I feel is just tired for these last sleepless nights.

Tomorrow a day of lot of activity awaits for me at work. I have a lot of things to do and maybe not enough time.

This weekend I drank more beer than in the last couple of months. It was my only relaxing delight during these last hard days. Usually I don't drink, but these past days I felt like drinking, and I don't have any regrets. I didn't get drunk, maybe that's why.

I edited for the internet a funny video of my Compadre Arnold on a pick-nick we had last week, which I will post on my website soon, it is hilarious. I hope he doesn't take it bad.

Well, this post will mark the end of the day for me. Good Night!

I love my children

Oh God!, Thank you for letting me be their father. Thanks for putting these kids on my hands to make good men out of them. Give me wisdom to teach them right, give me enough resources to make them grow up fine.

Thank you for those moments when we are together and play along. Thank you for letting me be a good friend to them, thanks for all the happiness that we have.

Give me courage to lead them through the difficulties of life. Give me common sense to be a good example for them. Teach me how and when to scold them so I don't spoil them with my love.

I have to finish...

Well, today is the due date I set to myself to finish this Quinceaños video. I don't care if I have to stay awake the whole night working to have it done. I must finish it today. It is my internal commitment.

Filming video-events is another way I have to make a living, I don't make too much but I really enjoy editing them on my computer. It is one of my favorite hobbies.

I like the idea of a family joined together at the TV room, watching a well-done job by me of a very meaningful event for them, as it may be the Sweet Fifteen party (in Mexico) of a daughter/sister, or the fabulous wedding of one of the grown up kids, or the baptism of a new family member, or anything significant. Fun and Happiness is what I think of when working on making the "movie", that home video that with time will become part of their most beloved memories.

The idea of seing my clients happy gives me plenty of satisfaction. Actually I wouldn't charge anything to do it, but, if I can make some bucks and they are willing to pay, then there's a chance that we get into a perfect win-win situation.

Being Better

Who is the people that I like?

I like the persons that smile to me, that make me feel comfortable, that hear first and don't interrupt, that laugh at my jokes, that fill up my need to be accepted, that are honest, and overall, those that respect me as I am.

This is particularly important because I believe that in order to receive you have to give first, and if I'm good to the others, the others will be good to me.

If I have this intent on my mind all the time there's a chance that I'll become a nicer person to the people around me, and this way I'll be contribuiting to make a better world. What do I have to lose?

Procrastinating

Today I feel not too good about myself. There's important things that I should be looking at or taking actions, but I do nothing about it. These are relevant things related to my life, my family, my house, my job and so on.

Why does it look that I don't care when in reality it worries me too much? What am I doing with my time? What am I doing then?

My frustration is huge.

Awakening

Not too long ago, when I was a teenager, I was deeply interested on spiritual and philosophycal matters.

In fact I've always been, but back then I was even more, you know, being single gives you plenty of time to keep your mind busy on whatever thing you want.

Today after reading a document that came to my hands suddenly I remembered the old days and realized that today I'm more worried about other things like making a living and sustaining a family than the spititual matters that used to fill up my mind in the past.

It would be good to put these thoughts on top of everything and make some use of them on my every day life. Hopefuly this will help me approach the purpose of my life on earth...

Another Question

Is it the same living 60 years in the country than 60 years in the city? I don't think so.

With all that time on your back, it makes a difference where and how you have spent most of your life. That's no secret, but right now I see it clear, as if I had never seen it before, even though it's been there all the time.

I think it takes an extra effort to arrive to the 60's healthy and vigorous if you live in the city. This effort means good diet habits, exercising, good sleep, keeping mentally active and not having any vice like smoking, drinking, or drugs.

Living in the country helps living healthier and less stressed, at least that's a pro that needs to be highlighted.

All this makes me ask to myself: Am I on the right way to the perfect sixties?

I wonder...

Yesterday I had an insight about the reality that I'm immersed within. It was very personal, so it's a little hard to describe it here.

I believe that Reality exists as is because that's how I perceive it through my senses. But, is it all? Are there more things than those I can perceive?

I'm sure there's a lot of people out there wondering the same questions, and someone may have some answers.

It would be interesting to gather every personal thought about this matter, religious, philosophical or scientific, and see how we coincide.

Video

Vertedero Presa Las Virgenes
Rosales, Chihuahua July 2004

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In the Search for Power

From time to time, depending on my level of sensitivity, I can feel how people feed from my emotional energy (or whatever it is) and viceversa.

The amount of energy interchange increases with the intensity of the encounter. For instance, when there is a fight or verbal discussion, If I lose there's a weird sensation on my belly bottom like the feeling of having lost something. It's a phisical sensation as well as emotional.

If I'm winning I get a sensation of satisfaction and being stronger, capable of destroying my oponent. I find some pleasure on seeing him defeated.

Since I realized this, I try not to let anyone steal my energy if there is a harming intention, and I try not to take advantage of the people if I'm right on my point.

There's also energy interchange in all other encounters with the people we relate with as I mentioned on the beginning, and is up to us to make use of this knowledge for the benefit of both sides. Any relation consists of two halves. We are responsible only for the impeccability our half.

Communication

I have been thinking about the importance of communication these last days. It can be as simple as spontaneously saying something nice (or bad) to someone or as complicated as writing a book. It can be done by e-mail, phone, radio, newspaper, tv, signs, internet, magazines, and so on. We all know that.

If I don't say anything about what is inside me, then no one will ever know about that.

If I'm making love to my wife and I don't tell her how much I love her and how good she makes me feel, then there is the risk of just having a mere sexual intercourse and not real love making.

If I'm depressed and not willing to talk, then there'll be hardly some one to help me leave out this state.

I may be the brightest man on earth but if I don't express it in any way my life will pass unnoticed, helplessly lost into oblivion.

If at work I don't share the critical information relevant to the business interests, then I will be like a broken gear inside a complicated machine that will have to be replaced. I will certainly lose my job.

We can learn a lot from communicating with other people and from any information on the media, even though there is a lot of misuse.

Personally I need to improve my communication skills...

In Juárez

Last Friday we left for Juarez, it was late at night when we took off, and we drove for a little more than 3 hours.

As I was driving I was thinking about the many things that I have to do, the bills I have to pay, the more time to invest on my family.

Raul and Eduardo were peacefully sleeping trusting that their Daddy will get them safe through the rough road. Silvia was alert as always with one eye on the speedometer and another on the road signs, keeping the conversation fluid, all these at the same time. I was navigating through the darkness of the night with my mind full of thoughs.

We were heading to my Friend's home in Juarez planning to spend the whole weekend with him. We finally made it there safely at 2:00 am.

Saying

As the day is comming to an end, I feel good about having a family. I am so proud of my children and my wife. They fill up my life with all of those things that could be listed in lots and lots of sheets of paper. Whoever is a father will understand what I mean.

Today in Mexico we celebrated for the first time the "Day of the Family" holiday, which will be celebrated from now on every first Sunday of March.

Today we woke up relatively early and invited my wife's family to have breakfast together at McDonalld's. It was her Mom & Dad, Sister, husband, their two girls, and her other Sister. We had a good time there. After that we went to that nice park we used to go to when we were dating. Then we went to my Mom's and had lunch there with my Sister as well.

Eduardo	Raúl

Hello World!

It's good to be back home again. Life is teaching me in every little thing that shows in front of my eyes. I feel so thankful that God is everywhere and lets me perceive his omnipotence.

Presente

Hay quienes viven encadenados a un fracaso o a una herida que nunca deja de supurar. Son personas que se amargan hoy porque hace veinte años su madre no los quiso, porque no pudieron estudiar lo que querían, porque su pareja los traicionó, porque perdieron injustamente su trabajo, o lo que sea.

No han perdonado ni se han perdonado ese viejo dolor, y están ahí, dándole vueltas a su amargura, torturándose con sus errores y sus rencores. Como dice Martín Descalzo, parecen estatuas de sal que no logran vivir el presente de tanto mirar hacia atrás.

Hay otros que también viven centrados en el pasado, pero estos no por amargura sino por añoranza, son esas personas que no les gusta el presente pero tampoco tienen el valor necesario para mejorarlo y por eso dedican sus pocas energías a lamentarse y a suspirar por otros tiempos supuestamente mejores.

El presente que tenemos es en buena medida resultado del pasado que ellos hicieron. El pasado es útil en la medida que ilumina el presente y alimenta el futuro, en la medida en que deja de ser pasado y se convierte en acicate para el presente y no en estéril añoranza.

Los que viven encadenados al pasado suelen estar también intimidados por el futuro. Es un miedo que paraliza y consume a las personas, como esas arañas que primero anestesian e inmovilizan a sus víctimas para luego devorarlas poco a poco.

Otros viven condicionados por el futuro, porque aplazan todo lo que les cuesta. No se atreven a eludirlo directamente, y por eso recurren casi inconscientemente a retrasar todo lo que se les pone un poco cuesta arriba. No se sienten con ánimos y enseguida lo dejan para otro momento, que muchas veces jamás llega.

De manera semejante a como algunos consumen marihuana o cocaína para eludir por un tiempo disfrazando la realidad de la vida, así se fugan al pasado o al futuro aquellos que no tienen el valor de tomar con fuerza las riendas del presente. Es preciso hacer hoy lo que tenemos que hacer hoy, y tomar conciencia de que sólo el presente existe en la realidad y desde ahí tratar de ser feliz y hacer felices a los demás, aceptando con paz y amor cada situación que la vida nos presente.

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Here I go again

It's another Saturday. I'm at home alone again. Now is the time to let the mind loose as I drink this funny CHICHONA beers I bought at Ley's Store here in Chihuahua, cheap though. I may be drunk already :0)

Last week was very hard for me. I am going through an unfaithfulness situation here, when in fact I haven't been unfaithful at all. It's all a circumstance-blaming thing here that is spoiling my entire life at this moment. I hope I can get through this soon.

I know from the bottom of my heart that I am spotless, there's nothing I can be regretful of, I haven't sinned and God knows. Now I know the meaning of that well known phrase "it's not what it looks". Too bad it is happening to me now.

DON'T DO GOOD THINGS THAT SEEM TO BE BAD.

Take it as my advise to you now, believe me, I know what I'm talking about.

Does time exist?

The other day I woke up in the middle of the night with a question on my mind. Does time really exist? As I started thinking about it, lots of concepts came from I don't know where. It was then that I decided to do some research on the internet.

Personally, I think that time doesn't exist. What does exist is the change of states, which we perceive and measure. Movement is a Change of State. When an object goes from point A to point B it is changing its location. Even in an object that seems to be stationary in space, its atoms and atomic sub-particles are moving at high speeds.

The current concept of time comes from astronomy and physics. Newton said that time existed independently of human mind and matter. In Science, time is a variable unit of measure that has a constant ratio to velocity. It is a scale based off the constant speed of movement of an object.

On the other hand at the same time Kant proposed that time was a human invention projected over its view of the universe.

On either case, what we perceive as time is just a concept, an invention of man to organize his life. We perceive it in a very subjective way: it is not the same spending one minute without breathing than one minute playing games. What we call time is the measurement of the constant transit of events that happen to an observed object, be it a plant growing, the change of seasons or the falling of a raindrop.

It is remarkable how we let a non-existing concept control our lives so much, and how it can be used to exert control on others.

Why English?

The answer to this question is the following:

I started my blog 3 weeks ago with the idea of doing it in spanish, but after reading other blogs randomly, I noticed that there's a lot of people all over the world posting their stuff too, some of them do it on their own language, but some others do it in english. I'm interested on what people from places like China or Slovenia have to say about what they think, and I really appreciate that they do so in english, otherwise I wouldn't understand.

I want that other people from different countries with interests like mine understand what I have to say. I want to receive input and comments to my blogs not only from the spanish speaking people, and english is really the universal language. I am positive that the people who speak spanish will understand what I write in english as well.

I love my own language, that's for sure, and I hate that some of my friends here in Chihuahua don't write well or don't know how to write even a short essay. I criticize the errors I find when reading to the newspaper. It makes me wonder how is it possible that a person whose job is to edit for such a mean of communication is not skilled on the language. It's like an offense to Spanish. I hope I'm making my point here: I love spanish (castilian), and the fact that I write in english is a mere thing of making my ideas to be understood by more people, period.

A good weekend

I'm writting back after a couple days of not doing so. Saturday and Sunday have been of real relax for me. I finally had time for myself. For instance, I spent most of Saturday with my ass sat on a stool surfing the internet, my most delicious vice after sex.

Today Sunday I did pretty much the same, except that I watched a program on TV about an iraqi musician who spoke in french (his music was great). I also watched the movie "When Harry met Sally" on the cable, not too bad. I finished drinking that bottle of Cavernet Sauvignon that was on the fridge.

It's been two days since I don't take a shower and feel no regrets... tomorrow will be another day. I rendered a video I captured last june when we went to Presa Las Virgenes in Rosales Chihuahua. I will post it soon so people can see it.

Relations

The beginning of a relation is relatively easy. When we approach people we certainly touch just the surface of their personalities. As the relation gets deeper it turns more complicated, thus we happen to know the other person better.

This way we make friends with the people we feel more identified with.

As time passes by and we interact with each other, we develop a stronger feeling from this involvement. Then we care for that one in a special way, and we feel good whenever we are near. This evolves to love. Of course there are exceptions, but right now I'm talking about only positive relations.

Learning to understand and tolerate people's differences is not an easy task. It takes a state of mind in which the self must remain receptive and open. Respect is an indispensable requirement.

I personally still have a lot to learn.

Paix et amour sur terre s'il vous plait

Stop the World

There are days when I don't understand what's going on around me. It's like I'm here but my mind is somewhere else. When I perceive the world like this I get a feeling of being alone even though I'm surronded by people, as if the world were stopping.

I can't say that it is a good feeling, but it ain't bad either, it depends on what I think of. I usually get slow minded and don't get what people say, or if I do, I understand something different. I've found out that it may be frustrating for the person talking to me, specially my wife.

I get very thoughtful when on this mood, and think about lots of different things, like God, the meaning of life, my children, relations and involvement, time, love, the repercussion of my acts in the universe, etc. I could say that on these moments I listen to my inner self and the talk of God. Then I breath, get conscious that I'm alive, and come out of this trance with some sort of peace of mind.

Weird, isn't it?

In a rush...

Time seems to be speeding up. Why are so many people in such a hurry? What would cause this to be "just the way it is"? It seems a bit odd to me that everyday I am surrounded by so many people in such a hurry. For what?

I can't understand the need to live fast without a purpose. For instance, I don't mind spending more than an hour fixing a delicious dinner, while in the other hand there's people who would be on the limits of despair if they did so. I wonder what they do with the time they save by buying a fast food. Watching more TV? Lounging longer? Fixing a meal is just an example, but there is a lot of things we do in a hurry in our everyday life.

In my case I love doing things in a pace that allows me to enjoy what I do, that gives meaning to my life. It's like sex, you know, the slower the better. There's no need to hurry when you are enjoying life.

Visualízate como un triunfador

La imagen mental positiva de ti mismo realizará el prodigio de alcanzar logros sorprendentes. Retírate, cada noche, a visualizarte, durante media hora, realizando maravillosamente un propósito concreto. Graba en tu mente un vivo retrato triunfante de ti mismo. Mantén tenazmente ese retrato en tu imaginación. Si persistes en este ejercicio durante veintiún días, te sorprenderás del resultado positivo.

Imagina que eres capaz y créelo, pues de tu seguridad depende tu éxito.

Las imágenes son más impactantes que las sugestiones verbales.

The Family

It's sunday afternoon. We just came back from the theather after watching the movie "The Incredibles". My kids and I really enjoyed it, as well as my wife.

This movie makes me think about the family. From the time I lived in the US, I learned that the latino community has a well know reputation of having strong family ties. Here in Mexico we don't realize that because it is a normal everyday thing. I had to see the lack of this unity in a foreign country to value what we have. It's not that they don't have it at all, but it is a lot different from what us mexicans live and practice.

I feel very proud of our culture.

What will happen with my life?

Today I woke up in the morning a little bit sleepy after staying late the previous night reading other people blogs. It's interesting to realize that there's many people out there stating that their lives are a mess, or that they don't know what will happen with their lives.

People are daring to express this secret confidently on their blogs trying to give an espape to the heavy load of living their own lives (I guess). I wonder why so many persons are holding these similar thoughts.

I remember that I went through this not too long ago, but as of today I feel alright.

I believe and trust in God. That helps me live my life. I know from within that nothing happens without a purpose, that in every situation there's something to learn and an opportunity to see that God is love, even in those events that we think are bad.

I don't consider myself a religious person, but the thought of God is always on my mind. I realize that I make of my life what it is, good or bad, and that God lets me do it in a very lovely way, as a father who cares for his son understanding that he has to go through a lot of things in order to become a better being.

Would this thought help other people as well? How other people have found a relief to this feeling? Is it a question that we all have on a certain stage of our lives?

Nos gusta la palabra siempre...

Nos alivia pensar que nuestros hijos vivirán durante toda nuestra vida, que los amigos estarán a nuestro lado hasta el final... que todos los embarazos llegarán a término, que todos los bebés nacerán sanos, y vivirán por muchos años.

Nos empeñamos en jurarnos amor para toda la vida, aún sabiendo que es sólo una expresión de deseos...

En el amor, como en la vida, los "siempre", los "para toda la vida", los "nunca", nos calman... nos eximen de pensar en lo peor, en la muerte, en los imprevistos, en el dolor, en la injusticia, en los imponderables...

Y cuando las cosas no salen como hubiéramos querido, siempre podemos culpar a Dios, al destino, a la mala suerte...

Lo cierto es que la vida se maneja bien distinto... nos sobresalta, nos confunde, nos enoja, nos cambia los planes, y cuando nos acostumbramos, nos lo vuelve a cambiar. Y que, a la larga, cuando miramos para atrás, cada cosa fue para mejor. Claro, si lo sabemos ver...

Tal vez debiéramos vivir con más entrega, con más ingenuidad, con menos exigencia... Tal vez debiéramos entender que las personas, las situaciones, están en nuestras vidas por algo, y que a veces la sutil presencia de otro es suficiente para un gran aprendizaje, para un gran cambio.

No son mejores las amistades que duran toda la vida, que aquellas que duran solamente unos días...
No son mejores las relaciones para siempre, que aquellas fugaces, que pueden cambiarnos la vida...
La intensidad no tiene relación con la permanencia en el tiempo...
Nada es para siempre, y cuando podamos comprender eso, entenderemos que cada momento vivido con alguien, cada instante sutil de la vida, tiene un mensaje para darnos, nos ocurre por algo, y que a veces bastan unos pocos segundos para captar el mensaje, y seguir nuestro camino, o dejar libre al otro para que siga el suyo...

Claro que es lindo tener amigos de toda la vida, relaciones intensas y duraderas. A veces tenemos el privilegio de contar con ellas. Pero otras veces, el roce es fugaz, casi imperceptible. A veces ni nos cuestionamos para qué tuvo que pasarnos esto en la vida.

He aprendido que cuando uno da lo mejor de sí, y toma lo que la vida, o la otra persona tiene para dar, puede seguir su camino en paz, sabiendo que el contacto ha sido posible, y que algo bueno saldrá de ello. Y fundamentalmente, podemos dejar que el otro también se vaya en paz... sin reclamos, sin culpas, sin rencores...

Cada segundo puede ser una eternidad... de hecho, la Eternidad, no es más que una sucesión de instantes...

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Coincidence

This time, I want to say something about a thought that roams within my mind trying to find an answer.

Does coincidence really exist? I have read and I believe that nothing in life happens by coincidence. I think that everything that happens around us happens because we need to learn something from it, that we attract the circumstances, that our thoughts are like magnets, but most of the times we are not aware of it.

Our thoughts make the basement of what our life is. First there’s a thought in our mind with the potential to become a word. When we express these thoughts as words, other people grasp the idea of what we are and what we think. Then we act according to what we honestly say from our heart, be it good or bad, and these thoughts become actions, which lead us to be in certain circumstances that determine the life we live.

We are what we think.

This way we meet people that think like us and some that doesn’t. As we start to build relations, we also start interconnecting with each other and things happen. When we are able to preceive the sincronicity between these events, we are developing a more counscious state of mind that may help us understand the purpose of our lives. This comes from what we call coincidence.

This things I’m thinking are just that: my thoughts. I’d love to know what other people think about the matter.

Warning! Next Tsunami

+What is a mega-tsunami?
A mega-tsunami is simply a gigantic wave, one big enough to cross oceans and destroy cities. They can be thousands of feet high moving at supersonic speeds. They can be caused by huge meteors crashing into the ocean, or by massive landslides. No boat or building hit by a mega tsunami could survive. But now scientists believe that we could be sitting on a time bomb, that sooner or later one will destroy New York, Boston and Miami, and that nothing could stop it.

+When was the biggest tsunami?
The largest tsunami in recorded history was in Lituya Bay, Canada, 1958. An earthquake measuring 8.3 on the Richter scale caused 40 million cubic metres of rock to fall into the sea. A wave more than half a kilometre high was created that surged through the bay devastating all in its path. This was not even a mega-tsunami, by these standards it was tiny, but it did show scientists what sort of wave a small landslide could cause. But what would be the effect of a big one?

+Where have mega tsunamis occurred in the past?
Scientists hunted that world for sites that could potentially cause a mega tsunami. They discovered that at least eleven mega tsunamis had happened in the last 200,000 years, caused by island collapses in the Hawaiian and Canary islands.

+Where is one likely to occur in the future?
The island of La Palma, in the Canary Islands off the coast of North Africa, was discovered to be in great danger of collapsing. The island is volcanic and during an eruption of the Cumbre Vieja volcano in 1949 part of the island slipped a few metres into the sea before stopping. Another eruption could cause the western flank of the island to collapse in the Atlantic Ocean.

+When will it happen?
No one knows. It will happen during an eruption of Cumbre Vieja. It is an active volcano, last erupting in 1949. However the next eruption may not destroy the island, the next 10 may not. Only on thing is certain - one-day an incredible force will surge through the Atlantic Ocean.
How big would it be?It would be far bigger than any wave ever seen for thousands of years. 500 billion tonnes of rock are waiting to collapse into the ocean at terrific speed. The collapse would create nearly 5,000,000,000,000,000 (5 thousand trillion) joules of kinetic energy, which would be converted into a colossal wave 900 metres high with awesome speed - within ten minutes it would have moved 250 kilometres. The landslide would continue to move underwater, powering the wave as it goes.

+What damage would it cause?
No coastline in the North Atlantic would be spared. Britain, France, Spain and Portugal would all be badly hit North Africa would be hit by 100 metre waves, but the main wave would travel west. It would storm across the Atlantic in hours, hitting the Caribbean and Brazil badly. However, the real damage would be to the East coast of the USA.

By the time it had travelled the 4000 miles to America the wave would be lower and wider. It would now be just 50 metres high but many kilometres long, allowing it to sweep up to 20 miles in land, destroying everything in its path. Boston, New York and Miami would virtually be wiped off the map. Skyscrapers would be bulldozed as if they weren't there. Bridges would be ripped from their foundations. And virtually every human in these cities would be killed.

There would be indirect consequences around the world. The events of the 11 September wiped millions off stock markets around the world. What would be the effects of the destruction of not only the rest of New York, but also the rest of the East Coast on the world's economies?

+How can we stop it?
Put simply, we can't. We have no technology that can stop a volcano erupting, no support that can hold 500 billion tonnes of rock and no barrier that can stop a wave moving at 500 miles per hour. All we can do is evacuate.

But can we evacuate tens of millions of people with just a few hours notice? Unless evacuation plans were incredibly well thought out, no. Imagine New York's grid locked streets trying to cope with every person in the city on them. The alternative is evacuating when the volcano starts to erupt, possibly giving a few weeks warning. However, the island may not collapse on the next eruption, or even the next ten. Would we risk evacuating millions of people on the off chance? Could we risk not to?

*Taken from http://armageddononline.tripod.com/tsunamis.htm

La gente que vamos conociendo

Algunas veces, las personas llegan a nuestras vidas y rápidamente nos damos cuenta de que esto pasa porque debe de ser así, para servir un propósito, para enseñar una lección, para descubrir quienes somos en realidad, para enseñarnos lo que deseamos alcanzar.

Tú no sabes quiénes son estas personas, pero cuando fijas tus ojos en ellas, sabes y comprendes que afectarán tu vida de una manera profunda.

Algunas veces te pasan cosas que parecen horribles, dolorosas e injustas, pero en realidad entiendes que si no superas estas cosas nunca habrías realizado tu potencial, tu fuerza, o el poder de tu corazón.

Todo pasa por una razón en la vida. Nada sucede por casualidad o por la suerte... Enfermedades, heridas, el amor, momentos perdidos de grandeza o de puras tonterías, todo ocurre para probar los límites de tu alma.

Sin estas pequeñas pruebas la vida sería como una carretera recién pavimentada, suave y lisa. Una carretera directa sin rumbo a ningún lugar, plana, cómoda y segura, más empañada y sin razón.

La gente que conoces afecta tu vida; las caídas y los triunfos que tú experimentas crean la persona que eres.

Inclusive se puede aprender de las malas experiencias.

Es más, quizás sean las más significativas en nuestras vidas.

Si alguien te hiere, te traiciona o rompe tu corazón, le das las gracias porque te ha enseñado la importancia de perdonar, de dar confianza y de tener más cuidado de a quien le abres tu corazón.

Si alguien te ama, ámalo tu también no porque él o ella te ame, sino porque te han enseñado a amar y a abrir tu corazón y tus ojos a las cosas pequeñas de la vida.

Haz que cada día cuente y aprecia cada momento, además de aprender de todo lo que puedas, porque quizás más adelante no tengas la oportunidad de aprender lo que tienes que aprender de este momento.

Entabla una conversación con gente con quien no hayas dialogado nunca, escúchalos y presta atención.

Permítete enamorarte, liberarte y poner tu vista en un lugar bien alto.

Mantén tu cabeza en alto porque tienes todo el derecho de hacerlo. Repítete a ti mismo que eres un individuo magnífico y créelo; si no crees en ti mismo nadie más lo hará tampoco.

Crea tu propia vida, encuéntrala y luego vívela... No olvides que Dios tiene un plan maravilloso para cada uno de nosotros, y debemos aprender a descubrirlo.

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Omnis Mundi Creatura

Alain of Lille (1128-1202)

1. Omnis mundi creatura
quasi liber et pictura
nobis est, et speculum.
Nostrae vitae, nostrae mortis,
nostri status, nostrae sortis
fidele signaculum.

2. Nostrum statum pingit rosa,
nostri status decens glosa,
nostrae vitae lectio.
Quae dum primo floret,
defloratus flos effloret
vespertino senio.

3 Ergo spirans flos exspirat
in pallorem dum delirat,
oriendo moriens.
Simul vetus et novella,
simul senex et puella
rosa marcet oriens.

4. Sic aetatis ver humanae
juventutis primo manere
florescit paululum.
Mane tamen hoc excludit
vitae vesper, dum concludit
vitale crepusculum.
Cujus decor dum perorat
ejus decus mox deflorat
aetas in qua defluit.

5. Fit flos fenum, gemma lutum,
homo cinis, dum tributum
homo morti tribuit.
Cujus vita cujus esse, poena, labor et necesse
vitam morte claudere.

6. Sic mors vitam, risum luctus,
umbra diem, portum fluctus,
mane claudit vespere.
In nos primum dat insultum
poena mortis gerens vultum,
labor mortis histrio.

7. Nos proponit in laborem,
nos assumit in dolorem;
mortis est conclusio.
Ergo clausum sub hac lege,
statum tuum, homo, lege,
tuum esse respice.

8. Quid fuisti nasciturus;
quid sis praesens, quid futurus,
diligenter inspice.

9. Luge poenam, culpam plange,
motus fraena, factum frange,
pone supercilia.

10. Mentis rector et auriga
mentem rege, fluxus riga,
ne fluant in devia.

Mi primer blog

Bueno, pues esta es mi primera publicacion. Por ser la primera lo hare en español, tal vez mas delante lo haga en ingles.