I think, therefore I exist...

There is one thing that everything on earth has in common: Being.

we are made up of the same stuff that a rock is made of, or a tree or a blade of grass, the difference is only physical.

What is that thing that puts together all that mass of atoms and sub-atomic particles? Furthermore, howcome all of this tiny bits of matter join together to form simple to highly more complicated molecules? How is it that life comes out of this in the shape of cells that are the simplest unit of every living organism?

There is an advanced intelligence principle beyond what we can see or preceive as simple observers. It has always been a matter of philosophical discussions since old ages, and even now it is still a subject of study for science, philosophy and even theology.

But the most interesting thing is what each one of us may think of it as individuals. As an old teacher from high school used to say “¿Y Usted que piensa? ¿O no piensa?”

Part of Evolution

I've got the certainty that what we are is not only what we have made ourselves to be, but an accumulation right inside the very cells that we are made of, from our ancestors. Everything that they were is now us, every bit of information that their fathers and mothers gathered is now inside of us, this is how we live on in our children. Everything that we are at the conception of our children is passed on to them.

All that we are, has come from the beginning of time. We are not only someone's son or daughter, we are the sons and daughters of an infinite amount of people, those who have passed on to us their cells inside of which is hidden the very substance of creation and everything that has happened. All that is summarized within the long chains of genes in our DNA.

We are a product of the evolution on this earth, and this brings me to ask: Are we only the body that has evolved since the beginning of time?

Life Issues

The efforts taken to make a living go to the trash when the ability to keep our perssonal life apart is lost and it superimposes over one’s job responsibilities.

The circumstances that I’m going through rigth now in my life are affecting me too much. I feel so frustrated, so overwhelmed, that I’d quit my job on this precise moment. I have the feeling that my mental condition is having a detrimental effect on my work performance. I know I can do better that what I’m doing now.

How hard it is to fix all the problems at the same time. I wonder how many people in the world is having a similar situation and how they are reacting on getting out of such hell pits.