Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Our society is trapped in the quick-sands of fear

Scott Fitzgerald would writte «the bright tan prayer rug of a beach» to express a feeling that it hardly can be expressed.
When we talk about natural beauty we are really talking about our mother, our origin, the source of our being; and not only of our body but our inmost being. The shape of our naked body reveals the paintbrush of a misterious beauty. Here we are a reality beyond the physical interest or the material sensations. Sadly, some people who approach to naturism are trapped on the surface of the matter. We have an iceberg and some times we think that the ice is just the ice mountain outside the sea. What we see dazzles us, but some times it also blinds us.
On the other side, we have a society fearing its own being; a society that wears a mask. Where is your voice, society, when you talks as if what you say was the script of a perfect play? Why do you fear your natural voice? Who does tell the truth if everybody says what society wants to hear?
I often experience an empty sense of sadness when I realise that society lays its foundations over strict relation's rules and severe habits of hidding, instead of exploring the hopeful potentiality of the human confidence and the human tenderness. The solution should be to change what is wrong in the human heart instead of hidding what is embarrassing, and society should realise that some embarrassing realities are not really embarrassing but naturals, and that we feel them embarrassing because we live in an artificious society, a society that has got far away from nature and from human tenderness.

We have the same problem with the physical nakedness. The more we hide the more our being turns into a sexual fetish. The more we assume the naked bodies as natural realities, the more we feel they are innocent and harmless realities. The more the society hides the naked human reality to the children, the more the young ones grow with the idea that ties the sex with the nakedness engraved on their minds likely for ever. The more a family enjoys in the nude at the beach, the more the children of that family are going to grow immunized from being upset or irremediably excited by the sight of a naked body.
So... society is trapped in the quick-sands of fear. The more it fears, the more it hides. The more it hides, the more it needs to hide, and the more it fears. The more it fears, the more it lies. The more it lies, the more it needs to lie, because the more it fears.

Society needs to open its educational system and make up leeway. We are human being, and not insects or wild beasts. We have to have confidence on human beings. The shortcomings of some human beings have not to be the reason for the repression or the diminution of the freedom. We will not live as human beings if we are not free. And we will not be free if society uses the lies as a tool of the relationships, and if it hides and damns our own reality.    

Friday, December 18, 2015

If the wind doesn't push me, if it doesn't try to make me fall down, I will not know how to walk in the windstorm

If all was easy, wine wouldn't be worth, and human life would be like the life of a stone that is dragged by water. There wouldn't be either impressionist pictures or lives that would be exhausted because of having fought for freedom, or poems that would denounce the destroyers of the life. If there were not tyrants, it would be more complicated loving the deep value of the freedom. If there had never been squalid inquisitors, it would be more arduous that science was deemed a great treasure, and so do the logical methodology, and the prudence, and the intellectual humility, and the mental objectivity. If there had never been squalid inquisitors, we would hardly have taken out of our heart poems that would be bloody because of our love for the freedom of thinking, the life and the happiness. If pain didn't exist, or sadness, or suffering, personal happiness wouldn't be a conquest, we wouldn't become skilled in the art of being happy; happiness would be gifted as the color of a flower, or as the flavor of the spices.

And if you weren't crying, I wouldn't be able to comfort you. If you didn't feel lonely, I hardly could keep you company. And if you didn't cry, you would find more complicated to be aware of the times when you are glad, and you would likely find harder to sympathize with those who are crying.

And if we never saw our existence at stage, it would be unlikely to grasp and help those who see their existence and their future at stage, and who see the existence and the future of their loved ones at stage.

I appreciate all the pain I sufffer, because this pain makes me stronger, and because it compels me to become the builder of my own fate, to decide who I am, what is worth for me, and what my life will be like. The darkness compels me to settle down beside the light. The hate that rips up my meat helps me to settle beside the unconditional love. And I decide to stay beside the light and the love as the identity signal of my existence, as waybill, as a source of happiness.

And I don't need to believe in any religion to proclaim all theses ideas or follow any messiah, or being more than an imperfect human being. From everything around me, I intuit and love a misterious spirit; a soul that embraces me. This misterious being doesn't come up from any doctrine or spiritual arrogance, or mithology, The roots of this being are deeply buried in the existence and nobody can describe or explain this being.

If the wind doesn't push me, if it doesn't try to make me fall down, I will not know how to walk in the windstorm. If my heart has never a breaking pain, I'll never learn to walk and to love with a breaking pain in my heart. If all was easier and I didn't need to strive to pave the way to a bright future, this bright future wouldn't be so mine, and I wouldn't be so me, and all would be worse.     

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

In the night, peace is the work of an artist, and we are the artists

I'm staring at Arles images tonight, and I'm going to stare at them tomorrow again. I see on the house's front, and in the light's streets, the fire of a hidden life. I understand why you started to create in the way you did when you came to Arles. Two days ago, I sought your ear. I didn't found it; surely because you gave it to a prostitute as a present. The more I know your life, the more I understand the harsh face of the life, of every life. We walk by a sharp kerbstone, beated by winds, beside the sick heigh of a precipice. Society compels us to go ahead to don't fall to reach the end of the journey. But the end of the travel is always far away. The more we approach it, the more it gets far away from us. Society harms us for not walking faster, but we can't do more than what we can do. And we realise we don't own our own thoughts. Our thoughts are guided by a dark and strange brain's smoke. Today we think we want an specific thing, tomorrow we sincerely think we don't want that thing. Today we feel one reality is great, tomorrow we are aware that reality is ugly. Our will is the result of the brain's chemichal and the past experiences and the knowledges. Our brain's chemical depends on many factors. Many times we are afraid of living, but, willy-nillie, we have to live because some dear human beings need us, and we live for them.
On this golden walls of Arles, I discover the hidden fire of the life you painted. Some years before, you were a slave of a stone's creed. Probably, you sought safety in the deep and invariable faith of the religion, but any safety is a fantasy, because the life that helds us is a continual mistery. None is evident. If someone sells us a stone's safety, we have to ask ourselves what we have to pay for it. The stronger our safety is, the harder our chains are. Our freedom needs to walk down the weak road of the truth. We walk after the truth in a strange and natural trend, but this walking will compel us to change our direction again and again, because we are blind ones fumbling along a bit in the darkness to chase the lovely truth we worship. Freedom is worth despite our unsafe journey towards the future. And, if the death, willy-nilly, is waiting us at the end of the journey, why not be brave and embrace the core of the freedom with our whole heart?
Freedom and love are two sides of the same reality, because there's no freedom without love. Hate is the heaviest chain, it paralyzes our power's mind, it gets dark our thoughts, it messes up our steps. There's no any sort of freedom without love. I also see the love on every yellow of your pictures. The love is so versatile that it can emerge from any heart, despite his or her dark soul's illnesses. But many times, the love that emerges is sick, full of possessive will, blind and weak. When it happens, our freedom is weak too.

Sometimes, I realise I have the same fear you have. I need the power of the beauty to overcome this deep and bitter fear. I chase the beauty not to becoming great but to feeling safer. I found the essential answer to all my questions in the beauty of the things. I drink the molten beauty of the things to win the battle against my obsessive fears. And despite these fears, I feel I'm happy. The secret of the life is the art of reaching happiness even in the darkest times of our lives. In the night, the name of the happiness is “peace”. But we have to work this peace as if a baby was borning. We have to bear this peace as a strong mother that believes in life, that believes in future. In the night, peace is the work of an artist, and we are the artists, and we will win.

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Purple light, in the canyon...

Sometimes I remember the homeland of my childhood, and my friends, Rick, Dean, John...

Neither exercise junkies nor coach potatoes.

Image from Dr. Klara in wikipedia.  Two girls hiking in sham valley, Leh-Ladakh, India.  

Many people eat and drink in an excessive way over the NY period, and feel guilty about it. Because of this bad feeling, they get a gym membership in January. In February, most people lose motivation and hardly visit the gym. This desertion keeps going on during the next months, and then peopl start to feel guilty again, because they are paying every month for a service they don't use.

However, they are not going to cancel their membership because they wouldn't be able to stand the sense of defeat that this surrender would mean.

So gyms exploit this sequence of obsesive and neurotic guilth's feelings and earn a very interesting amount of money.

In fact, there are three kinds of people if we think about the human relation with fitness.

Coach Potatoes: those are the people who hate practicing sport and who dream of sinking in a fluffy sofa for hours while they stare at the rain pouring outside the window.

The exercise junkies: namely the people who can't survive without several hours of daily sport.

The sane sportmen and sportwomen. (do they exist?): they are those who practise regular and moderate excercise; those who exercise through daily activities. Probably, they don't need to go to a gym, because walking and running are free and economic activities.

In fact, studies show that this third option is the healthiest, because too much exercise reduces the number of white cells, and because too much aerobic exercises releases dangerous free radicals, and of course, because a sedentary life increases the cholesterol and the risk of heart diseases.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

"Minyons de Terrassa" reach the Sky!!!

Never, no gang of Human Towers Builders had been able to raise the Human Castle called «4 de 10» (Ten flats high, and four persons in every flat).
This morning, the «Minyons de Terrassa», one of the best gangs of Catalonia, have achieved this victory.
Joy has exploded in the «Plaça Vella» of Terrassa. The «Old Square» of Terrassa, where this group of young and old men, and women, and children, and grandfathers, and grandmothers, of Terrassa... have reached their goal.

Day after day, this gang usually assay a series of difficult and elaborate Human Towers, a symbol of the power of a People when it works in a coordinated way.

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

We lack a sweet view of his mind.

I'll never fear what my skin wants,
enjoying the air, the sun, and burning
the chains that a blind power has settled
to take me slowly towards the very death.

I'll never fear the soft sweet water,
inside the blue core of the sea,
away and free, like a big whale,
my recipe tastes very well.

My love resides where my mind is,
my mind was made from dust of stars.
A lover molded this wet powder,
and shaped simple lights of gold.

My God once thought my naked meat,
there's no use hiding his great design.
If we lost that that god devised,
we lack a sweet view of his mind.

Friday, November 13, 2015

A different educational activity to stimulate the creativity

I'm going to talk about a pedagogic experience I enjoyed at the end of the last term.

Here, in Catalonia, every year, during a week, we do what the system calls «Credit de síntesi» that in english would be translated as «Synthesis work» roughly speaking. This project is developed by the young ones working in little groups  of five or six members.
In the second grade of ESO, and specifically in my school, the theme of the "Crèdit de Síntesi" is Africa; Africa studied and analysed from all points of view.
Over the past two years, we have dedicated one of the days to attend a play, in the theater, about the world's inequalities and about the famine of some African regions; but this time (I'm talking about last June) the company who usually worked in this project stopped performing this play. And I had to seek another option to fill that day.
I have always thought that we must stimulate the creativity of the students, and that we must suggest funny and singular activities to motivate them, so I suggested to the teaching staff of second grade to set up a shortfilm's contest about Africa.
All the students, during the 14-15, learnt to use Movie-Maker along the study of technology, and so they knew how to link different pieces of recordings, how to add music to a video, how to writte titles and credits on a video... So, I thought they could face this challenge and come out with a good work for the Cinema Festival. 
The teaching staff agreed and we incorporated the First Festival of Cinema about Africa in my School.
Of course, they worked in little groups of five persons, and all of them were thirteen years old. Every group had to make a movie. Every movie had to have a maximum duration of five minutes, and the festival jury would evaluate the screenplay, the interpretation of every actor or actress, the work of the director, the originality, and of course the creativity.

Well, the results were great.

People who watched the movies in the theater of the school spent more than one hour laughing, crying, thinking, and enjoying the twenty four short films, all very different stories, different points of view, different feelings, all great.

They were great not merely because of the quality of the movies, but especially the enthusiasm, passion, fervour, of the children. Most of them discovered a different way to enjoy themselves; a way that probably they would have never discovered if they hadn't had the necessity of doing an assignment like this. After the festival, I heard some girls saying: «we have to repeat this experience». We have to gather again in Can Boada. To make their movie, these same girls had gathered in the hills near Terrassa, had dressed up with pareos, had their faces painted in red, yellow and blue... and had danced a tribal coreography trying to put across the idea that says that Africa is not merely a country of war and hate, but also a place of happiness and joy. They won the oscar for the best photography, and the Oscar for the best movie.

The jury awarded a prize (an Oscar) to the best actor or actress, to the best screen play, to the best movie, to the best photography, and some special prizes like the prize to the most newsworthy movie, that was won by a group that had made an interview with a Senegalese immigrant.

It was a thrilling and fun experience.

Children enjoyed and discovered a new way of creating.

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Making a Thriller

This afternoon we have been enjoying with a cam and the suitable setting. This is and old and neglected orphanage. Forty years ago some teachers mistreated many young boys in this dreary place. Little by little we are learning to make movies.

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

The nature of my homeland in autumn.

I've made these  photographies some minutes ago. I have always thought that living so near of the nature is a great privilege. The landscape of my homeland is a natural museum of awesome beauty. Specially, in autumn, it is an explossion of colours and light. I don't want to write any word more. I let you to enjoy these images. 

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

The President of Catalonia that was killed by Spanish Government.

Lluis Companys i Jover, the President o Catalonia, was killed by Spanish Government, the October 15, 1940, in a judgement delivered by the judicial system of the former Spanish Dictatorship. 
The Spanish Authorities, (with the help of the gestapo) captured him in France, and took him prisoner to Madrid where he was tortured. Then, they took him to Barcelona, were he was killed in the Montjuich Castle. 
No Spanish Government has ever wanted to retract that awfulness. 

Monday, October 12, 2015

A President of a Nation declaring in court for having wanted to let people express their opinion in a non binding referendum


 The political party of Artur Mas, the President of Catalonia, and his allied parties, won the elections of the last september 27, and won by absolute majority. The process of independence that these parties defended goes on, but the dark hand of Spanish Government tries to stifle the voice of the people with dishonest tricks, like the obstruction of the votes of the catalan people who lived abroad, or the imputation of the president for having put the ballot boxes in the banned referendum of the last november 9. Catalan society is upset for this fact: a President of a Nation declaring in court for having wanted to let people express their opinion in a non binding referendum, the same day that other president (Lluís Companys) was murdered by Spain, in 1940; the only European elected President that has been shot by a dictatorial state.The imputation of Artur Mas shows the authoritarian character of the spanish political system, a system that emerged from the last dictatorship, a system based on a constitution drafted during the tense period of the political transition, with the army of Franco staring every step and sharpening the sabers. Many european politicals (like the mayoress of Barcelona, Ada Colau) have expressed their stupor for this absurd imputation.
Catalonia will not retreat. The more they despise the people, the more Catalonia will stand up and move forward. We believe in those values that make the peoples worthy of their free fate: freedom, democracy, peace, hope, fraternity...
And we need the help of all the free countries.


Saturday, October 3, 2015

All I've learned about what I don't like of bumbling attitudes. The sense of the dignity.


The pursuit of studying and learning minority languages doesn't steal any space nor time to the learning of controlling languages, but it increases the human capacity to open itself towards new linguistic structures, and so, it makes easier the process of learning new languages.
The pursuit of studying and learning minority languages is a gesture of respect towards the cultures and the peoples who live that languages, and therefore it is a deep and true respect's gesture towards all the human languages and cultures.

Our only absolute postulates must be the rights of every people; and not the laws and the rules that one day were drafted and that some years later lapsed. The rules and the laws are never perfect, we must improve them generation after generation. We must adapt them and subject them to the only essential reality, the needs and the rights of every people. And the rights and the needs of every people are the rights and the needs of the persons of every people.

The law must be subjected to freedom and justice; and not freedom and justice be defined from the law. If we were forced to obey the law above the fidelity to the freedom and human dignity, it would turn out that black people would be still slave, women could not vote, the condemned's family would suffer the same penalty than their guilty relative, and a lot of miserable laws that once were considered normal and compulsory would remain in place.

If we think in a government and its false election promises, we must say that cheating the people means cheating on our own sons and daughters, and means cheating on the children of our sons and daughters. And cheating the people means betraying our ancestor's memory.

Money and privileges should not be the bait to motivate us in working and creating. All the persons have the goodness's seed in the heart, and only the ancestral instincts, the fear, and the lack of a worthy education, can turn people into beasts.

All human beings, men and women, must enjoy equal rights and opportunities, and they must own only what they have work for. The healthy societies must avoid the aristocratic ways of spreading the wealth.

All the peoples have the right to independence, and the right of proposing the union with other peoples. The citizens of all the peoples must be able to decide these issues through democratic and peaceful tools.

All these truths are self-evident, and emanate from the infinite dignity of every human person, from the strong power of the human mind, and from the deep need that we all have of loving and being loved.   

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Freedom Catalonia!

"For ourselves and our children. The hour has come. All that I have, all that I am, and all that I hope, in this life, ..
while I live, let me have a country... A free country..."

John Adams

I will never want to be in a place where they don't let me leave.
The more they threaten me with all the pests if I don't want to stay inside, the more I wish to go outside.
If I can't decide to leave you, I don't want to be with you.
The more you fear me with your dire predictions about my future without you, because you want to force me to stay beside you, the more I fear to be with you.
I will never be in any place where I'm not allowed to leave.
And if anytime I am in such a kind of place, I'll be always a prisoner, and I'll always want to run away.  

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

The polls and the hope, the votes and the eagerness, the will and the peace, to reach the right to be, the right to walk down the road to where our freedom is.

America, United Kingdom, Australia... You have showed to the world that in the XXI century you don't be afraid of freedom.
Has any part of your state asked for an independence referendum? Mostly not. Because all the parts of your state want to belong to your state. They feel loved and respected inside the big state. Even in Canada, or in U.K, people decided to stay in the big state, when their democratic governments accepted the democratic path of polling. Neither Canada nor U.K were afraid of accepting a referendum, because these countries are deeply democratic, and because they believe in freedom.  And Scotland and Quebec decided freely to remain in U.K and Canada. This was the victory of the freedom and the democracy, and this was the victory of the peace too, because the borders of these states were decided not by the power of the violence but through democratic and peaceful tools.
In Spanish state there is a captive nation called Catalonia. This nation is captive because he can't decide its future. Threats, gag laws, contempts and snubs to the catalan language, ban of Catalan language in Europe, ban of referendums to decide the future, forbiddance of using the word nation in catalan laws to refer to Catalonia, abusive dispossession of benefits generated by catalan corporations, imposition of educational strategies by spanish state without respect to the Catalan educational system.
So far Catalonia has survived by begging a recognition; but the moment of the freedom has arrived.
Henceforth we are going to exist without begging recognition, because we are a  nation, and because we don't want to be a slave country.
Three centuries ago, we lost a war, and Spain worked hard to destroy us as a culture and as a country. But now, next sunday, we will win a pacific and democratic battle, using the polls and the hope, the votes and the eagerness, the will and the peace, to reach the right to be, the right to walk down the road to where our freedom is.
We only ask you, American, British, Australian, to the whole democratic world... to give us moral support, international recognition... to explain everything that happens here... to love the rights of the small and prisoner nations, to make statements not thinking about economical interests but thinking about human rights, human justice, freedom, democracy and peace, and to work as brothers and sisters for the right to decide of every nation because only the states that are freely united deserve to stay united. 
Next sunday, Catalan elections will give us the answer.

Sunday, September 13, 2015

I'll be seeing you... (Cover)

Above us, beside us, perhaps behind us... 
someone is seeing us, each of us... 
In the hardest moments of our life, in the sadness, or in the joy, or in the happiness...
Someone is staring us, loving us, helping us...
Have you ever noticed it?
Me too.

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Some American congressmen have expressed their support to the right of Catalonia to decide.

According to various newspapers, today, several U.S. congressman have expressed their support to the right of Catalan people to decide if they want to stay in spanish state or if instead, they want to become an independent state.
The Republican Dana Rohrabacher has said that everywhere people should have the right to decide about what state and what government they want to have. He has said that he sees no reason why catalan people not to be able to make their own decision about staying in Spain or leaving. He has said that they wish the best for the Catalan people, and that they have the right to vote and decide. He has added that he would like to say to the Spanish Government that the best solution is to let the people to make their own decisions, and to let them the possibility of remaining freely inside Spain instead of forcing them, because impositions produce resentment and bad feelings, and undermine the feeling of unity that a country needs.

In the same way, Mario Diaz-Balart, a republican legislator, expressed that always must prevail the right to decide and the right to express the will of the society. The legislator Ros-Lehtinen, and Carlos Cubelo also agreed. Cubelo said that the Scotish referendum could be a good precedent to follow.  

Saturday, September 5, 2015

People want to live

C.C. BY 3.0 Wikipedia Ghoutta Massacre.

Yours, mine... From here, from there... All these are fictional concepts. 
People don't want to die, and this is what matters. People want to live. And even more, people want their sons and daughters to keep alive.
Now is the time to say not only that we are a city host, or a state host, but to say that we have an empty house or an empty room to welcome a refugee family or a refugee person. 
Now is the time to require the people not to attach importance to the figures of the current accounts. Now is the time to request the people (and the peoples) to consider human life (every human life) as the most valuable.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Mrs Merkel, tear down this wall!

Mrs Merkel

You, Europe, German... have built a high wall between the North and the South. This wall have grown for centuries, but now it is high and cold. This wall is the wall of the money, the strong border that defends the north's wealth. Europe is being built upon the rule of the free movement of capital, and all the chains are for the people. The protection of the great fortunes is prioritized against the persons needs, and millions of people die and suffer because of the coldness of this system. Everybody has seen human heads floating in a cold sea, because these souls needed to run away from the war. And now I want to remember that German and other european countries have sold weapons to many states, and some of the purchaser states are at war with others.
Some weeks ago, on TV, you denied a young girl the prospect of success, and you made her cry. That was cruel and real, but, in fact, that was just a symbol, because your policy, the policy of the European barons, is making many people cry, and soffer, and even die.
Mrs Merkel, tear down this wall!
And changing a bit the words that Ronald Reagan said once in your country, for I join you, as I join your fellow countrymen in the North, in this firm, this unalterable belief: Es gibt nur ein Human Kind. [There is only one Human Kind.]
And still changing Reagan words, I say that in the South of our beloved Europe, stands a wall that encircles the free sectors of the Earth, part of a vast system of barriers that divides the entire humanity. From Ceuta, in the south, those barriers cut across the world in a gash of barbed wire, concrete, dog runs, and guard towers. In some spots, there may be no visible, no obvious wall. But there remain armed guards and checkpoints all the same. Still a restriction on the right to travel, still an instrument to impose upon ordinary men and women the will of a totalitarian economic system.
And even though Ronald Reagan had no my ideas, nor my political point of view, I want to recover here his great words when he said that standing before the Brandenburg Gate, every man is a German, separated from his fellow men. Every man is a Berliner, forced to look upon a scar. In the same sense I could say that staring the tragedy of the poverty, eveyone is a human being separated from his or her fellow men or women. Every man is a Berliner, forced to look upon a poverty's scar.
And it was President Reagan who said that the German question is open as long as the Brandenburg Gate is closed. As long as the gate is closed, as long as this scar of a wall is permitted to stand, it is not the German question alone that remains open, but the question of freedom for all mankind. In the same sense I could say that the migratory question is open as long as the wall you are holding is closed. As long as the wall is closed, as long as this scar of a wall is permitted to stand, it is not the migratory question alone that remains open, but the question of freedom for all mankind.
And nothing to add when Reagan said: Freedom leads to prosperity. Freedom replaces the ancient hatreds among the nations with comity and peace. Freedom is the victor. We welcome change and openness; for we believe that freedom and security go together, that the advance of human liberty can only strengthen the cause of world peace.
And using only some words of Reagan and changing others:
There is one sign Europe can make that would be unmistakable, that would advance dramatically the cause of freedom and peace. Mrs Merkel, if you seek peace, if you seek prosperity for Europe and for the world, if you seek freedom for every human being: Open this gate! Mrs Merkel, tear down this wall!
This wall will fall. Beliefs become reality. Yes, across Europe, this wall will fall. For it cannot withstand faith; it cannot withstand truth. The wall cannot withstand freedom.

And although I have started recovering some Reagan words, I'm finishing with the words of another great president, closer to my ideas. President Kennedy said all free men, wherever they may live, are citizens of Berlin, and, therefore, as a free man, I take pride in the words "Ich bin ein Berliner!" Today we could say the same, changing just one word: All free men, wherever they may live, are citizens of a society where people are worth more than money, and, therefore, as a free man, I take pride in the words "Ich bin ein Einwanderer!" "Ich bin ein freier mann!" “Ich bin ein menschlich”
And finally, I want to recall some words that you pronounced about Catalonia and Spain some days ago, when you said that every government must obey the political agreements. I just want to reply that sometimes there has not been any agreement but imposition. Sometimes the national laws have been drafted while swords were sharpening. Sometimes there have been a bloody war, and sometimes the winners of that war have said: “we are going to destroy and burn any signal of this state, so that nobody ever reminds that they once existed as a nation”. Sometimes, many times, rules, laws... have despised the deep essence of a nation, its language, its culture, its self-government... Many times, we are not speaking about agreements but about impositions. Mrs Merkel, doesn't allow that the economic reasons stifle the main objective of any honest statesman (or stateswoman), the freedom of the persons and the peoples.
Let democracy talk. Let freedom talk. Up above war treaties.

Mrs Merkel, tear down this wall, and the other too!   

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Our toes hide the secret to the humankind's survival.

The shape of every human being hides a light inside. As the iceberg conceals a huge part of itself, every human being conceals his or her own core, the vastest part of himself or herself. We are not ants in an immense ant-hill. Every nice face is the deepest human connection's tool to express a little bit of all what human mind can feel, think, imagine, love, share... We are not just a tiny piece of the animal kingdom; we are living seeds; everyone is a possibility, a chance, the cosmic hope, the point where the universe knows and loves itself. We are born to love and being loved. Universe offers us the chance to survive and evolve to arriving to the minds meeting.

Thinking about our world, our civilization, I see that the last factor of Drake's equation shows the great difficulty of surviving enough time to connecting with any other civilization. Some thousands turtles are born in many south pacific beaches, but only one or two can grow and reach the adult phase of their existence. In our own blood, we have the frantic trend to the violence and proud, the obsessive will of competing, owning and dominating, instead of the decision of cooperating and loving. Thinking on the whole universe, and on the precedent millenia, I realise that the species that overcome their primitive features will survive. Our toes are useless and clumsy, we don't need them, but many time ago, our ancestors used them to grip the trees limbs. We left the trees thousands years ago and then our toes started a degradation process till their present condition. We must do the same with some of our psychic phenotypes, with our violent psychic features, and with all the psychic features that are bound to lead us to disaster. We can decide the luck of our descendants.    

Friday, August 21, 2015

Having a swim in Jaizkibel

The stones of the shore are grey, like ash, like faded and light blue dust. The whole landscape seems a moon's valley, but with the sea, and with the pine's wood, and with the wet wind of the Cantabric sea. Everywhere loneliness. Everywhere nature's sounds. Many people haven't got the guts to come here, because here they find themselves; they got lost once, and they could find themselves here. And many people don't know they got lost once.
A frog in a cauldron feels good; the water is still warm and soft; the frog forgets the deep and good sensation of the cold water because it feels good in the warm water. But the water is progressively hotter. Suddenly, the water is far too hot and the frog has no time to rectify. The frog didn't know it was lost. Many frogs haven't got the guts to leave the water when it is warm.
Here, in this wild and isolated place of Jaizkibel, people can find themselves. However, considering the fact that everybody carries what he really is every place he or she goes, it turns out that if many people came here, they probably would find their own curses, their own cages.

But now we are all sitting here, on a rock, beside the ocean. I embrace the guitar and start to sing along. Then I take off all my clothes and have a swim. I swim a little bit and then I sunbath on a hot stone. Afterwards I take the guitar again and sing “The Yellow Rose of Texas” . The sun shines strongly, the sea's water sparkles and I have a swim again. My daughter dives too. We feel free, but we don't think about this; we don't think we feel free; we just feel free. Somebody could say that I am a naturist or that I am practising naturism but all is more simple; I am just free. That's all. I don't need to belong to any group nor to wear any label on my back to do what I like to do. I'm just a man in the nature; so, I'm just a man.

Breeze sweeps my skin, drenched in sea's water. I'm in a fit state to live in the present instant as if the time before now never had existed and if the future time was never going to come. But I don't think about this in this moment, I just live this situation without thinking of it. I experienced the dip in the present without thinking that I am diving in the present. We can't deeply enjoy the spontaneous experiences if we think that we are enjoying them. The life's core is deeply thoughtless.

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