or the art of realizing that one is aging.
One thing in my life that is very uncomfortable but I accept without hesitation: I have a bad temper. I've always struggled since I was a child, keeping my voice line and animal violence with which ground explode when exposed to things that seem unfair. The worst thing is that sometimes I get very angry for a long time and sometimes things are not worth it and are absolutely out of my control. I do not consider violent. I know that violence solves very little and rarely. But the desire, temptation lose control and spill over into an orgy of right and left fuckload insults roaring like a madman addicted to steroids is almost always present.
be aware of this fact has led me to try to keep in a state of alert to such outbursts / temper tantrums and has given me many tools to avoid wear green shirts and pop (the belly). One of the principles that I hold most strongly is the belief that my freedom ends with the physical and moral integrity of all that is foreign to me ... would not be so exceedingly far as to declare that "everything around me is sacred" because I'm not a hippie sort of rose-colored glasses do not step on roaches. Another is not to take myself so seriously as to boast of being a pillar of self and a mirror of virtue. Who fall into this error (as serious and important thought not worth the laugh) is pathetic and repealed once causes much mocking laughter from me. That accounts for those who do not know me and the person why I always pride myself to make jokes at my own ribs and sometimes even think (correctly) that I am insulting. Seem childish, but I care a damn and I guarantee in that I have the mind of a child 5 years * face sticking his tongue out *
The third element (the most useful, most effective and the most recently discovered) is to remind me the time of anger always turn out badly. Discussion is quietly spoken, but if it's an issue that I consider serious or simple courage morning, when I defend my cause against someone with a different perspective and adopts a posture of attack and start automatically obfuscate me to commit errors when trying to explain. No matter if the arguments I have tried always end up muddying the caramel.
And all this from my bad temper will sometimes get angry and I can not help noticing how little many people care to understand the reasons that cause us to act as we do. Know, and we neglect the mental mechanism that we decided we dominate because we are lazy: it is more comfortable no question. Sadly it is common (but never be correct) to hear that damn stupid phrase "ignorance is bliss" because happiness is a superficial, false, irrelevant and collapsing with astonishing ease to be questioned. And the problem is that the vast majority of people have not found that happiness in itself, or automatically defined concept of it in worldly terms, thinking that the prosperity and economic stability, a socially accepted as an aesthetic image, tens at school, many sexual partners ... all kinds of success involves quantity. Figures. If is measurable, and comes in large quantities is good.
And what do think it is good (for ambiguous than the term itself is) to be prosperous and pleasing to the eye - I get pissed off when it is taken for granted that these elements ARE happiness. It is not possible at this point in human history and our own experience watching over there are people who really have the belief that grades are a demonstration of intelligence or ability of a person to perform work. The reality is that any exams passed with 100, if you have a talent for short-term memory. Besides a rating is ultimately a way of measuring academic performance (and ineffective) only by comparing its results with a group in which all students share the same level. Tenacity, regular study habits, routine tolerance, ingenuity, making reflective decisions under pressure for a common good, passion, creativity, social skills, the ability of abstraction and understanding - which are the that ultimately define a good human being, a good student and a good professional are ignored by the academic results. And most educational systems, dogmatic and restrictive imposed to date.
So what I mean? What should not go to school? No, I can not go by tangent, for that and education about me-or at least the scholarship is essential to awaken the critical mind and the very activity of thinking. At first few do for themselves, myself included, but have a solid foundation and an extensive vocabulary are the first steps to train us to use our greatest weapon against mind control and mass manipulation of the media and corrupt officials seem to enjoy do with the population. It is very easy to do tricks and chanchuyos with people's money without anyone to claim anything as long as they do not realize that you're doing! Does the method? Throw an Academy, a Maria la del Barrio, a TV y Novelas, a Chupacabra, a window or a Otro Rollo the populace to ensure that you have two to six hours drooling in front of the TV, with the brain in sleep mode.
What are spending the federal budget to bring about Carraro?
do I care! They will give High School Musical 6 for the third time in the afternoon!
Yes, I know that reading is a discipline expensive, time consuming, is selfish and tired, especially to an organization where everything comes masticadito and is imposed to receive data at the ear. But necessary.
Oye Loko, but in Mexico there is no illiterate! ¬ ¬
Sure, sure, everyone is 5 years since I can read if the sign says "bus stop" or "the guerita knives" ... but really, how many people can sit and read three pages of prose sad continuously without getting tired, and above this, understand what is said? I think very few. Do not try to speak of grim statistics and percentages, it would be absurd, since I myself am complaining about the damn hobby we have to quantify data for evaluation, but I bet we all have relatives, friends, colleagues and superiors at work completely unable to cope a good, juicy read ... and above all enjoy it. Go to the Ignorance is bliss . / Sarcasm off .
The ironic "ignorant happy" seems to me to be hypothetical. Is one answer given to the person himself does not seek truth in the answers to your questions, but the truth he wants and that is predisposed to judge as certain: expect to hear truth.
I believe that much of our lives, conduct ourselves as we want it to do are puppets of our routines, reserves, habitats. All at different levels and each one influenced to varying degrees of threads that pull the puppets in the grand guingniol we call life, conscious of the fact some other stupidly closed and thinking who are the great shit as colloquially said puffing out his chest "architects of their own destiny" ... without damaging the architectural profession, of course. Neither the destination, which regularly is a first class asshole.
Something that I found in one of my readings on Taoism, and that deeply impacted've learned and decided to apply to my life is really overwhelming, disturbing. Says one of the arguments of the Tao:
Everyone has a predestined end, or accept it and live the best you can with him, enjoying the way and learning to improve, or reject it and takes a journey of frustration, complex and disappointed expectations, to finally end up anyway as it was written. Fordress me up as a hooker, spank my ass and call me Mary Lou : Something in those simple sentences almost makes me explosive diarrhea. Matches and I identify with that thought! Answers one of my main concerns existencialistoides - on the cruel and unjust world, and to propose a method to not only understand the root of the problem, proposes a solution.
So ladies and gentlemen, although genetic research progress by leaps and bounds and soon not have to suffer the painful (of grief, not penis) consequences of aging because it will remove the telomeres to the nucleus of our cells, more kicking to do EACH of us will hang up the sneakers. We must embrace its inevitability as something natural, not tragedies ... and especially to prepare and improve on the road.
Figure 1.3: Tennis Hung Another seemingly random statement from me: do not believe in karma. The very notion seems alien and ridiculous, indulgent and complacent. But I hope, foolishly and against my principles, which reads accusers, caffeine and opinon like this that have their eyes put a person at least to question that what I'm talking about. Or writing, whatever. And that won me any favors with cosmic higher authority and that it is in my interest to be surrounded by people who though not very natural that it quit the game to think strange things at least try. Like me, then. I want an army of clones. I
dear reader, invaluable reading, let me disturb you a little and viajarte with something as silly as an unknown type in public to live a life like mine, full of meaning and increasingly unable to rejoice in happiness of simple things. I solemnly promise that in exchange, people consider you a sucker or castor bean class.
Well, enough chest beating and melodramas bloggers. Wonder what the relationship between Pokémon and all that stuff that I flung up. Or the Pokémon and aging. O rediantre why waste your time I make conjectures about what they are asking you to read the text above. Going, because you asked, I dress and present in society the last of my complicated mental heck that I like to call "theorems" although theorems have what I have in aeronautical engineering.
Pokémon Theorem. (Part One)
all started when I realized I was horribly disabled to enjoy. In particular, to find that element of "enjoy" a certain fashion trends music and currents of thought. I'm going to let me give a concrete example of each: In fashion is Emo roll (of which stretched me and something in a previous entries), in the musical trend, if music can be described as those singsong stultifying, is the reggaeton , Yog-Sotthoth Quincemil sometimes curse him, and as streams of thought (the thinking and his family will forgive me for inclusion in this category) find books sales hiperexitosos Carlos Cuauhtemoc Sanchez, Stephen R. Covey, and more important and ultimately the super-fellatio known as "The Secret" (from the attraction ... or something).
The reason for my anger towards these specimens suppose that question obviously lies in a subjective taste. Except with the books ... exended but not too much with this particular example best reference I give an interesting article that my friend Mr. writer Manuel Llanes (whose position in this regard I agree a hundred percent, not to mention his ability to write what you think definitely gives me a corrosive envy) published in the newspaper Primera Plana: http://www.primera-plana.com.mx/?c=126&a=6404
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... and need a little more time to complete the second part ....
suspense, mystery, intrigue and morbidity ....
know why the hell I decided to pick Pikachu and company as a banner
of this tangled scenario involving elements as gruesome as ...
recognizing the signs of aging ...
stages of denial ...
and optimal harvest time for Brussels sprouts
... etc. ...
their monitors will next week! I swear by the Bear Bimbo!
Lokuzt (aka) Varanus N. over & out;)
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