Saturday, December 31, 2005

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.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

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.



Conoceme

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

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.