Acaba de morir mi abuela materna.
Te amo abue… mil gracias
Acaba de morir mi abuela materna.
Te amo abue… mil gracias
“Though this be madness, yet there is method in ‘t.”
Method is the careful, systematic way by witch something intelligent is done. Madness is the strange, meaningless action of a crazy person. There is “method to one’s madness” when what looks like strange and meaningless action (madness) is actually the< result of a carefully reasoned plan (method).
One current example:
I feel like I have been getting pushed stronlgy by life to go forward since March 2009. Slowly but obviously, life was pushing me to build on my dreams.
I kind of started really listening by September, just around the time of my 28th birthday. My archetypes switched. By the end of October I was so into getting to the next level that I joined a one month daily entrepreneurs meeting / business plan building exercise. Sharing with like minded people on the real word was a highly rewarding experience, so I created an entrepreneurs club inviting a few of the brightest guys and gals from that group.
I had and incredible spur of new bigger wiser business ideas evolving from my old ones and I chose the best ones for development.
I even finally worked out critical aspects of my character that had stuff to be done if I was to have any chance at building my dreams. I did it!
Somehow, by the end of December the quietness of the end of the year was getting things off to “normal”… the energy was waving out, and I strongly asked the universe everyone and their cats for inspiration.
A miracle happened. I’m not even sure what really happened, maybe I was the victim of a 28 of Decembers innocent day joke that got 3 weeks long; maybe I got delusional for a few weeks; maybe the universe played the four Aces plus the joker on me; maybe it was something real and very special (I tend to think that but I’m being realistic here).
Whatever it was, it turned my gears to full hipper mentally aroused mode again and pushed me just the little bit extra I needed to enter into launching mode (I was “almost there”).
Launching mode is amazing, I been here a few times before and I love it because its self sustaining. I don’t need any outside stimuli to keep going forward nor any negative input distract me from my goals.
I’m here now (fully into launch mode, in The Zone), and I don’t plan on taking the exit anytime around the next five years. I’m gonna master this thing.
love & thanks
Here are a few quotes about the method to my madness, which I discovered almost by accident, and have been following and perfecting since age 16:
‘I want to stay as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you can see all kinds of things you can’t see from the center.’
Kurt Vonnegut 1922 – 2007
Talent hits a target no one else can hit;
Genius hits a target no one else can see.
“Passion is the element in which we live; without it, we hardly vegetate.”
yes no, white black
hot cold, light dark
lips knee, eye back
bed chair, water air
We always enjoy inspiration
I’m always grateful for those who inspire me.
¿Que tal estas?
Do you know whats coming next?
Las mariposas desde la versión 1.0 de Medios Múltiples (ahora no hay mas que un placeholder; linkéo en cuanto lancemos la versión 2.0) aparecieron/las pensé antes de que este milagrito de la naturaleza entrara a mi vida.
Ya el nivel de clavades (repetidera, enajenación o algo así en mexicano juvenile) con las metáforas de mariposas en los últimos meses, verbal y en los posts, como con
si es producto de la interacción con la maravilla esta.
“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s upcoming attractions.”
Albert Einstein (March 14, 1879 – April 18, 1955)
So, what do you Imagine?
I don’t know, I want to learn the language… its not like I’m the malinche.
I suppose It has something to do with the fact that 5 years ago
I started learning the webmaster thing reading about it (actually, I was just reading lots of stuff; I was a lot into spiritual stuff back then, and Inmortality, of course the Web, horticulture, solar power, and some other stuff) in English, daily, with the old babelfish open for translating almost all, and haven’t stopped ever since, now with almost no translation (the monthly new word!, or so).
Its taking over, I mean, I’m taking a shower and I’m thinking this post, In fucking English!
– Oh my!
– What should I do?
– I don’t know…
– … should I get the water hotter?
I’ve finally found what this blog its going to be about… at least for a bit; a looong bit.
Experiments are everywhere to be done, being one of the most reliable sources of knowledge (inner and outer) there is. At the same time, experiments obviously affect reality around us (specially wile being lifestyle or social).
We humans learn a lot by contrast, so while doing experiments with my lifestyle I’ve been learning a bit about my self and society. Any kind of experiment will do.
This blog has become a new experiment, not the lifestyle kind and not that radical, but somewhat crazy.
You can’t actually talk about a social experiment with your participants without affecting the outcome, so lets just say this is a social experiment about a LOT of people… anyone who read this blog even just once, should get hooked on the experiment (If all gets perfectly executed).
No, just kidding
Really, I mean, its a fucking joke!… of course Ill tell you: Its a social experiment about getting to know people, the right people, and making some web friends, while exploring myself publicly. The pro blog thing you know, with a bit of a personal twist.
I’m pro blogging somewhere else, but I ain’t saying shit there, that I need to say… also, I ain’t reaching the same audience there.
So, a new blogger was born today… nooooooooooooooo! jajaja
with the flowers and the sun
and the river that flows
From the many meanings of everything
I started writing this, “solo” without my self
I mean its poetry right?
It should come clean, with no judgment
So lets get back together
and try to write this poem
Sometimes I think I should be thinking a lot less
many more land based reality’s and less stress
y hasta rima… (nah who am I kidding? I don’t; or maybe just sometimes?)
Not that I’m that stressed really
was just a poetry thing, sort of a metaphor
you give the values you create your meanings
The crazy wild roller coaster of life
yesterday went white mad
and I throw up
I am in love with nature
constantly going to the park
to see the trees and the squirrels and all that
Its wonderful what you can find in the sky
also wonderful wen its full of stars
as looking within
Each their own and all that… but many many times
I’ve seen a beautiful cartepillar become an unbelievable butterfly
its not a moraleja, I’m just a “go natural” hippie kind of guy (and its my poem jaja)
Imagination its a skill, about many things and connecting the dots
Imagination its my thing, swimming in dreams that I love
I’m so into Imagination and connecting the dots that I’m constantly loosing track
Are you reading this?, who are you? I’m intrigued
answer me… somehow, please
its cooking inside its cocoon.
Coming soon to a computer near you! jeje
😎 I love this feeling, I love it!.
… Lo quería postear desde hace mas de dos semanas (que me libere por completo), pero no me hacia el espacio. Quería postearlo antes de que terminara mayo, y hace un ratito, justo antes de dirigirme hacia aca, me encuentro con una publicidad sobre el día internacional de no fumar, que resulta ser precisamente hoy 31 de mayo. JAja