Posted by Raul on September 23, 2010
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I don’t believe in a God’s existence as presented socially, so I don’t have a set of commandments to live by, I am at my own will.
So how can I expect to live my life?
Let’s say that I have two sons.
The first one is always coming to my house and thanking me for all that I have done for him; he talks about me out there; he is willing to kill for me, but he is also selfish and dishonest; he wants power and money; he goes like “I didn’t make things the way they are, I’m just surviving in this world” as an excuse to abuse and act in a self rewarding way without regard for others.
The other never came back. He never calls me and never thanked me; he went on to do his life. But I know that he is a good man, he is a good friend, father and husband, and people can trust him. He is not worried about money and power, he enjoys life and nature; he respects others and tries to be just and honorable.
Which one would make me more proud?
The second one would be my choice and I believe it’ll be the logical choice also.
So, if God does exist, and is like people say: eternally loving and worried about his children’s happiness and in no case selfish, wanting to be worshiped (that would be a religion’s concept) then I will try to be like the second son, to make him proud of me.
If he doesn’t exist, I can still be proud of myself, enjoy life and nature, family and friendship, and even that with this way I’ll never be rich and powerful, I know I’ll be happy with myself.
So I believe it is not important to spend life questioning about if God does exist or not, it is not important to go to church and pray, and of course, is not important to escalate in society and become rich and powerful. I think a God would care a whole lot less what we believe than he cares about what is in our hearts and how we treat each other, so what really matter is to put all our efforts in trying to be better people, become real human beings, and enjoy life in the process.
I know it may sound selfish for some, but after looking at religious wars that killed and tortured so many throughout history, a wealthy church with a Pope that wears expensive hand made shoes and lives surrounded by riches while preaching modesty and giving ways; and even local priests that preach every Sunday the rules to live by, yet scandals and left behind children abound, I cannot believe in their words in other ways than religions are just a man made business for conquering, ruling and profit building purposes.
Contradictions exist in the own words of the teachers when their preaching is compared with their actions.
If when I die I have to face a God that I never believed in and he happens to be the way is taught by religion, eternally loving and understanding, then I’m sure he will understand my motives, smile and say “Come in, make yourself at home”
If I found a God that requires worshiping and supports Holly Wars, then I’m in deep shit!
Raul
Posted by Raul on September 13, 2010
It is my belief that we are lucky people; all of us that are alive for the past 30 years and will be around for the next 10, independently of which generation we are.
-We experienced the change of a Century.
Not too many people live in a time frame that allow them to see the changes, fears and hopes that brings the change in digits from one hundred years to the next.
-We experienced the change of a Millennium!
Again, how many people can say they lived the change between a thousand years and the next? How many people can say they experienced the uneasiness generated by the change (positive and negative) and with it have the opportunity to see what it is felt in a moment like that in history? It has happened only once before in the modern calendar!
-We saw the Haley Comet which only visits us every 75-76 years.
Maybe some people could see it twice in their lifetime, but for that they could miss the previous one.
-We had the opportunity to experience one of the biggest technological “jumps” in human history (so far)
In just about 30 years we went from the AM radio set with two knobs to the touch screen in such small devices we can have today; 3D TV systems, the microwave oven, the fridge, air conditioning and of course, the communication possibilities that exist today that didn’t exist just a few years ago, etc
-We are at the edge of discovering our truth about spiritualism.
From the blind beliefs for thousands of years to the reason backed up actual concepts that promote a deeper understanding and joy, together with the more open minds about different possibilities, others than religious doctrines, and the generally accepted open study and comparison of different religions and concepts from anywhere around the world.
-We are closer than ever to understand the human mind.
So far the body could be understood almost completely, yet the mind remains a mystery in many aspects, but slowly its secrets are being deciphered and with it, many possibilities open up for us, not only in the medical field, but also in the self improvement area. There’s so much more we can do now when more is understood and discovered everyday.
-We “could” create the necessary changes for a definite contact with races from other planets (Yes, I do believe in Aliens, I am one, remember?)
A tough one considering the mentality change required among so many people, yet the possibility exist now thanks to the technology that would allows us to finish with the problems of poverty and injustice around the world and the communication systems that can allows us to finally connect as a one race. I know, all we need to do now is convince each other and that’s where we get stuck, but at least we do have the opportunity which, as a race, we didn’t have before in history, and if we do the homework we will meet the requirements for the contact.
-There are so many more things to consider but just a short view to some of them can give us a good idea of the great times we live in, so for the above reasons, I do believe we are very lucky people! 
Raul
Posted by Raul on September 6, 2010
Some people dream of becoming a balanced human being; some people dream of becoming wealthy and popular, some people dream of becoming powerful and respected; I dream of becoming a concrete wall!
I know…I tend to dream big.
What can I say, in my concepts if we don’t go for the big one then we are just wasting time, so naturally my dreams are for what I consider the best results of a well used life.
So many times I’ve seen people trying and struggling to reach the societal considered “success” of becoming wealthy and living the life of the rich and famous.
So many times I’ve seen people trying and struggling to reach inner peace, balance with nature and positiveness that promote the increasing movement of self growth we can see nowadays.
I just want to be a concrete wall!
I can see your faces of envy because you didn’t see the grandness of this project of mine before I did, so now, in case you decided to change lifetime projects, you will have to settle for becoming just a follower instead of the creator of the movement. Sorry!
And for the few of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, let me explain.
“Reaching a point where I can be a silent, quiet being, standing there living and enjoying my life without hurting anybody with my existence”
“Provide shelter from the sun and wind of life to those in need”
“Becoming a place to rest for those tired and in search of peace and calm”
“Being strong without the need or desire to show it and if someone attacks me, physically, emotionally or intellectually, they will only hurt themselves when clashing with the quiet strength of a concrete wall”
(If you throw a punch or scream to a concrete wall, you only hurt or make a fool of yourself, while the wall stands there quietly, without the need of doing anything)
Figuratively of course!
I know it’ll take time and effort to reach my desired goal, but I’ll keep going until I reach it or die…whichever comes first!
Raul
Posted by Raul on August 31, 2010
While using the Netbook in the kitchen I caught a sudden movement of one of the plants spending time in a corner of the room.
The plant was just standing there when several leaves quickly moved like if being pushed by an invisible hand. No words came out of my mouth but they did form in my mind (what the f…!) then immediately I remembered those videos in YouTube about ghosts…you know, those where someone claims to forgot to turn off the camera and later, when checking the video, found that things moved in the room on their own, then go on to say “you decide” although the title of the video usually is something like “definite proof that ghost exist” (yes, from time to time I like to watch YouTube videos; you can learn something with the video and laugh with the comments)
I don’t believe in ghosts, even though I am one (Alien Ghost remember?) so trying to find an explanation I checked for air currents in the room…none; then I thought: plants grow and we don’t see any movement…being this plant one of those that hang from a basket maybe the leaves grow until they touch with each other, then start applying pressure and then at some point the leaves just “jump” to a new position when the growth has reached a certain point.
Or something like that.
My only experience with ghosts was several years ago back in my country. When my wife’s father died we were living in the US and couldn’t go to the funeral. About a year later we travel and stayed in my wife’s parent’s house
I used to spend lots of time at the living room doing drawings and usually got there up to 3 or 4 in the morning, when everyone was sleeping in the house.
A couple of times I was concentrated in the drawings when I heard steps in front of me and felt the presence of someone just standing there, watching me; I looked up and saw no one else in the room. The way of walking was the same of my wife’s father.
Later, talking with family members, the only other person feeling the presence of this ghost was his wife, the widow.
Why only the two of us? And especially why me one of them? I know he didn’t like me…after all in his eyes I stole his daughter
Disclaimer: I didn’t steal her, I was just passing by minding my own business when she grabbed me and forced me to marry her! (I hope she doesn’t read this) J
I suppose those “encounters” were nothing more that the contraction of the wooden floor with the temperature changes at night.
But those thoughts and memories got me thinking…how many stories and beliefs start with the jump into a conclusion without the search for a more logical explanation?
Do you believe in ghosts? Do you have a story to share with us in the comment section? Maybe after several different stories and approaches we can come to a different conclusion. Please share with us your memories.
Raul
Posted by Raul on August 19, 2010
The canoe is gliding over the fresh, cold waters of this magnificent morning; the quiet lake surrounded by beautiful trees while the sun shines by the side letting the natural colors bright with their maximum intensity.
I can hear the gentle noise of the water as I slowly paddle my way through the center of the lake. Some birds I cannot see let me have their morning songs that go in perfect synchronicity with the air, the smell of fresh grass and new flowers in the distance.
Some brownish leaves floating in the lake, waving with the gentle movements of the waters that hold them and let them be a different kind of shining spots to complement the beauty of the place.
My heart is complete with joy as I experience the beauty of nature and the simplicity of being. No complex thoughts, no worries about civilian life, just a human being in nature, as part of nature, being connected with the whole, the universe
My spirit finally free so I can be, instead of the struggles we self impose by our built society. Free to be, free to climb, free to experience the moment as it should always be. At this point I am one with nature and the universe!
Finding the connection of an intelligent and sensitive being, born out of a powerful specie among the many that conform life in this beautiful planet, among the many that conform the universe, with the universe itself.
Connections that present us with the truth of a master plan, a purpose, a reason to be here, to be born; nature and a human being, synchronized, being part of each other, connected, to make the whole.
A piece of wood floating in the waters; I didn’t see it, I hit it and the sudden movement of my body by the surprise makes my canoe move quickly and tip to one side, I loose balance and fall to the waters.
Cold waters that shock me and cut off my breathing, I can’t breath and my arms and legs instinctively stretch instead of moving to swim back to the canoe; water reach my mouth, nose, ears and eyes; grasping for air I swallow the cold, bitter water while I can’t see anything and a rumbling noise surrounds me.
I fight, I start moving my arms and legs, but no air that I need, so it’s drowning instead of breathing and the more I try the worst it becomes, so the pain in my chest, that feeling of exploding from inside, my lungs burn and I completely loose any control over my body.
Then the pain recedes and my body calms down, stops moving, I float just a couple of inches under the waters, and I can see.
My family, my little child playing and laughing, my spouse’s face smiling, the house, the mountains close to where I lived; the ocean with the sunset that was part of my life so long ago. The struggles and dreams for so many years.
Then nature around, life itself and the universe that I learned to be part of; another magnificent creature connected that I came to be, now being absorbed and destroyed; all the memories, all the experiences, all the knowledge accumulated, the thoughts, the questioning, all that became a part of this human being, all being quietly destroyed by Mother Nature while some little birds sing their morning songs and the sun gives the colors around a vibrant shine.
The feeling of being disposed of, discarded, reduced to just new soil or dust, the nothingness, while all nature’s creatures and nature itself remain silent in complicity of the murdering
I was, or I thought I was; connections or pretensions? Vision or happy, ignorant blindness? No cold, no perceptions other than a vague vision of the waters and just floating in the nothingness.
I could, for a brief moment, convince myself of being in harmony with the whole, of being a part of the whole, under a controlled situation where I got to have the power, the decisions, the faith, until the whole claimed its power back and showed me how insignificant this physical body can be.
A brief moment, just a second of an entire life, from the powerful being to the disposable element, like a brownish leave in autumn, like the piece of dead wood floating lifeless by the lake, just like a dead bug on the ground…so is the time…to say good bye…
Raul
