05/30
- "... hablo ahora desde una perspectiva distinta, como magnate del tiempo..."
05/31
Man sees the fractal, and it does not fit
the flat models of his mind
so he cuts it down without a frown,
the handsome tree.
Instead of adjusting mind to world, he adjusts world to mind.
To solve a problem properly
which firstly one has caused
it's not enough to add some act,
one must dig to the source
and yes, that probably will requisite
core changes in what was known,
but yes, as times are changing, change ourselves too we must
or risk turning dull and obsolete, sake only for past lust.
Don't trees retain humidity better?
They are lifetime experts at it.
But the energy and culture
that the mind would take to adjust
was maybe lost with time and pain,
or servitude unjust.
Only patching on top of dysfunctional layers
might keep the broken layer hidden deep
and it could long fester unnoticed.
But searching deep and revealing
will show the problem inside
and help one know how to fix it
06/01
Resentment of the past can jade
optimism and creativity, replace curiosity with fear,
and impoverish the soul.
Such a flat chaos, at a distance.
Dry, dusty environments continue to correlate with
slightly bloody, dry mucus (snot).
Only one day of working, and I feel my
fingertips less silky and slightly more ragged.
And I always wore gloves when working.
Nosotros, los pollitos viejos.
Old puppies.
Conscious steps.
06/02
The smaller seashell is no less beautiful than the large one; they are made and grown from the same subtle origins and process. The larger one might be more remarkable, but the two are at their core, the same.
06/06
El matrimonio es como un músculo. Si no lo ejercitas, se debilita y deja de servir.
Mario Arévalo
06/08
It doesn't matter how many languages you know if you have nothing to say.
Pete
Knowledge is like breakfast. You don't just eat once and that's it. You have to keep eating, learning, all your life.
Pete
06/14
Three shimmering sparkles in a drudging flow.
06/22
Cultivating the mind allows new ideas to seep inside.
01/08
An enclosed canister of warm air and goals and expectations shoots its way through the sky, then seamlessly touches rock one more, and the tiny people come out bursting from inside.
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