Typical Declaration of Personal Independence
Posted by Raul on May 16, 2011
Chirr-chirr-chirr-chirr (Sound of a cricket)
I know…sometimes I can be really sarcastic!
Raul
A Different Perspective
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Posted by Raul on May 16, 2011
Chirr-chirr-chirr-chirr (Sound of a cricket)
I know…sometimes I can be really sarcastic!
Raul
Posted by Raul on March 8, 2011
And then the old syndrome of: “Someday I’ll be able to stop saying someday”, just to drag life on another year. Who will subscribe?
“Spring is coming! Spring is coming!” -The inner voice raced across the city with the news.
The frozen lake is no more…instead seagulls feed at will with madness, flying all over the place.
Some say life is like a roll of toilet paper…the closer to the end, the faster it goes.
Some say life is like a cigarette…a pleasure at the beginning but stinky at the end (and only a bad smell left…Yikes!).
Some say life is like getting drunk…laughing and dancing with abandon at first, to end up unable to stand and walk by the end…Aw!
New technologies = easier life…incommunicado!
Facing the unknown from the comfort of an internet terminal at home equals little experience in facing life for the growing child. The art of physical interaction become lost.
Nowadays, and for more and more people, the number of minutes used on the cell phone seems to be inversely proportional to the amount of company felt.
A mirror shows just the machine, but not the driver.
Getting lost in the requirements of survival and their luxury extensions, that brings enhanced pleasures to the instincts. Starving souls leaving the physical plane?
All the spirits gather in the ether and conform the thinking and deciding entity that controls the cosmos…God is a Union!
Thinking in a bi-dimensional plane there are only two options to the problem. In a tri-dimensional plane there are six. (At least it becomes an “intelligent” confusion!)
I guess I’ve spent too much time without writing, and the thoughts fly around like small, winged demons, making fun of the driver!
Raul
Posted by Raul on February 17, 2011
There was this joke from a Chilean comedian who was really frustrated because every time he told the joke nobody laughed…because nobody understood it, even though is about the concept Chileans have about themselves.
“So there were The Lone Ranger and Tonto, hiding behind a small boulder while shooting to the Indians all around them. Then they run out of bullets and the Indians started to approach them, knives in hand, ready to kill them.
“We are doomed” Said the Lone Ranger.
“You might be doomed” Answered Tonto.
I’m just curious how many people will get the joke. Let me know in the comment section.
Raul
Posted by Raul on January 31, 2011
The girl insists of the need for a fancy restaurant where to have lunch.
Paying for the bill with an “overheated” credit card.
His sport utility vehicle have all powered system, “as it suppose to be”
But the engine oil hasn’t been changed in the past seven thousand miles!
We live in a world that shows us one reality, and we interact in a world that has a completely different reality…the one in our minds.
So we see, hear and interact in a physical world and reality that has nothing to do with the reality of the world we think we interact in.
-I am a high class person because I don’t accept less than … (fill in the blank)
-He pretends his reality so not to be less than me
-I compete with his worded reality so not to be left behind
-We believe our worded realities as true realities until the whole system collapses
He was laughing as we talked about the supposedly realities of the supposedly being that interact in a supposedly physical world.
“It’s all in your mind” He said
“But what about the tangible reality of the physical objects?” I asked
“Are they really physical?” He replied
He got a point…so I had to pay for the coffees!
Raul
Posted by Raul on January 27, 2011
So the sheep keeps dreaming of being a wolf, yet spends an entire life being a sheep. But because it doesn’t work, the sheep pretends to be a wolf. Then the sheep talks, walks and smiles like a wolf, but still remains a sheep. The corral is covered with signs saying “You Are a Wolf!” And with contentment, the sheep accepts the lying words as the truth of its world.
So the sheep learns one day it has to step on the other sheep to be above, but has to fight the common thought of holding hands with love. So the sheep rebels and fight the common thought, just to find itself being left alone.
Until one day it discovered the common thought was promoted by the creators of the signs.
<How could it be? Such a contradiction on its own! Who’s behind this?> the sheep asked in a thought, and “Mirrors” was the response word.
So the sheep types and types, while the sheep reads and reads, while the sheep cries and cries, while the sheep dreams and dreams.
“My goodness, you are a sheep!” “I’m sorry ma-a-a-a’am, I’m a wolf” “But you have a wooly skin” “But I have cold thoughts!”
So one day the sheep woke up from its daydreaming and found a wolf by its side, seating on the floor.
“What are you dong here?” It asked. “I’m your counselor” was the wolf’s response.
Plop!