Thursday, May 28, 2009

Making sense saying nothing...

Finally a post worthy of the name of the blog, towards nothing, I haven't wrote one of these on purpose in a while... Anyway, life with morals put you in a strange situation, human beings are moral beings, yet morality is not a straightforward notion. Every person has their own concept of morality and acts accordingly. This is tricky, although you tend to surround yourself with people of the same morality, you never really achieve this. There are as many moralities as people on hearth, so one day or another you will clash with people around you on morals, it is just odds... So the odds are against you on this, if it hasn't happen, well wait for it because it will, if it has happen, well continue to wait for it because it will happen again...
So establishing the clash is the easy bit, the question is what do you do about the clash? Do you stick to your morals, do you abstain from the situation, do you respect others morals, do you impose your morals, etc? the options are endless, the big question is what to do when your morals go against the actions of the people you respect most? This only happens because of different moral values, but what then? Not even adding more variables like logic, and common sense, just morality, what makes us rulers of morality? should we be less strict? At the end of the day my question is when is it OK to push our morals to others, and when is it out of line? When we are doing the right thing? Well in our moral system we are always doing the right thing, so how to know for sure? Ask others? well that would just increase the entropy, after all it is just adding more morals to the pot...
In summary, can anybody follow what I said? and if so any clues on the answers to my questions?

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Noise...

The post on the little noises of life...
No, this is not a post on the normal meaning of the word noise, this is a post about the things that make noise in your head. This is not a post about a washing machine that is making noise so that you can't sleep, it is a post about the noise your head makes because of it, the fact that it irritates you, the simple things that make you angry. The wrong conversation looping over and over in your head, the recursive problems that you seen unable to solve, the way you wish things were...
My question why do we run these scenarios in our heads over and over to see the same exact things over and over, most of the time not doing anything about it?
I heard in the audio book that I am listening to a way to deal with this sort of noise... Basically use noise, the girl in the book simply got a hard music CD, put her headphones on, and she put the volume at a level that made her ears hurt, thus blocking all other things, and more importantly thoughts... This is actually a good way to do it, I normally make myself watch some pointless movie or series, in order to dive in to a new reality, stopping all thoughts, trying to achieve a vegetative state that allows me to rest...
So why am I writing a post again? Well I am not posting as much as I wish and it is not due to lack of time, it is due to lack of patience, which is quite stupid considering I have so much to post about... Stupid? Well it seems the more one has to say, the less one is able to say it... It is easier to talk about trivia, after all trivia doesn't really impact you...

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Infering nothing...

It is 3 am, and I am starting to write, I feel a bit puzzled on the topic of this rant, perhaps not a rant, perhaps some meaningless words in a meaningless blog.
As with all things, once created they tend to get a life of their own, that is for all interesting things... This is true for my blog, and is true for this post...
Things have a way of getting a life of their own, I find that all constants become variables if you apply time to them... This sounds mathematically a bit stupid, but if you just think of all the constants in your life 15 years ago, you'll realise that at the very least they have evolved into something else... Some disappear, some change... The good news is creation is all around, thus replacements exist... No, not replacements in the cheap sense of the word, but replacements in the sense that it fills the void left by the absence of others, regardless of the reasons of that absence... You move on, they moved on, people move on... This notion of perpetual movement, like if we ever stop it would be a bad thing, in fact from my previous statement one can infer that it is impossible to really stop... Time is the only real constant in life, and although it is a strange constant, feeling longer or shorter depending of the circumstances, it is in fact the only certainty we have... You might move left or right, or not move at all, while others do the same, but at the end time moves pass you regardless of effort of the decisions we make, the actions we take, time simply does what time does, giving a pace to our life, a sort of measurement we can use to check the now from the past and future...
It is 3:15 and I am still here, looking at the screen thinking was this what I wanted to say? Well it wasn't, but like with all things it is...

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Early post... (Baker Street)

Good morning, at least for those in the same time zone as I am, or if you are getting to read this in a morning. So I have been under the radar for a while now, struggling to find the time, better yet the right motivation to write something here. Yesterday I fell asleep quite early and today I woke up way early, and decided to sit down and write something. A good status update is that I finally have Internet at home, sounds stupid to mention but I've been trying to get Internet for 2 months, so I still can't really believe it :P.
Honestly I have a lot of topic to put out, however none of them seems good for now, so I'll go for a all time classic. This is one of those songs that when I heard it for the first time (that I can remember) I had the feeling to know it, but never could place it where from. The curious thing about our brain that retains stuff from the past, but just a glimpse, not a real memory,just an impression of a memory. Funny how this happens with loads of things, I mean sometimes you don't really remember people from the past just a impression of them...
Well too many words, here is the original and the version that I heard first, or more likely the version I heard first and can place...

Monday, May 4, 2009

Blue...

Today I have no clue what to write about, but yet i feel the need to write.. Strange isn't it? Well perhaps it isn't, after a isolated weekend one might find the need to talk to the outside world, yet not being sure of what to say...
I feel blue, which is a strange word, why blue? I mean blue means sad, but why the hell, wouldn't grey make more sense? I mean when you see blue you see the sky, thus the sun is out, thus happy day. Grey would be no sun. Anyway, just a randon thought that crossed my mind.
Back on track i do feel blue, and I have beenfeeling blue for a while now, but a secluded weekend just showed me how blue I feel. My girlfriend is in portugal for the weekend, and honestly she has been a positive in my life, more than I figured. So lonelyness is good to figure stuff out, but if you aren't very happy what do you do? Change, well change is just a word, change what? I mean you can change for worst so that you appreciated how good you have it, or just randomly change and see where that leeds you. The thing is, if you are smart you know the answers to change, and they are not better, so what do you do in such a case? Yes i am rambling, sorry for the non rambling type readers.
Is it possible to have a mid life crisis at 28? Well at least a lost crisis...
Anyways here is a nice little song from the past...


Yo listen up here's a story
About a little guy that lives in a blue world
And all day and all night and everything he sees
Is just blue like him inside and outside
Blue his house with a blue little window
And a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him and hisself
And everybody around
Cos he ain't got nobody to listen to

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

I have a blue house with a blue window.
Blue is the colour of all that I wear.
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too.
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue.
Blue are the people here that walk around,
Blue like my corvette, it's standing outside.
Blue are the words I say and what I think.
Blue are the feelings that live inside me.

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

I have a blue house with a blue window.
Blue is the colour of all that I wear.
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too.
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue.
Blue are the people here that walk around,
Blue like my corvette, it's standing outside.
Blue are the words I say and what I think.
Blue are the feelings that live inside me.

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

Inside and outside blue his house
With the blue little window and a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him and hisself
And everybody around cause he aint got
Nobody to listen to

I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...

I'm blue (if I was green I would die)