Zeitgeist

What is this word? Well I didn't know either so here is a definition:
'Zeitgeist is originally a German expression that means "the spirit of the age", literally translated as "time (Zeit) spirit (Geist)". It describes the intellectual and cultural climate of an era. In German, the word has more layers of meaning than the English translation, including the fact that Zeitgeist can only be observed for past events.'
This is a name of a "documentary", not sure about calling it that, but it is an interesting way to get you to at least think about things. Today I had a busy day, I actually had 3 topics all quite interesting, one about me and my connection with house, the other about human nature and behavior on solitude and last this film that at least makes you wonder...
Here it is hope you enjoy it and please do comment on it I would love to get feedback on this one, and it should provoke comments by it self :P...



More information :
http://zeitgeistmovie.com/

Do I care?

Today I read something that made me ask this question, due to practical reasons I’ll maintain this abstract. The thing is do we care when people try to manipulate us? Well if you don't see the manipulation the question never rises, but if you see it as I do most of the time, there are two main approaches humor or seriousness. ON one hand humor is quite continent to deal with things, shows that you care without the problems that might arise from a direct confrontation. If you don't care you can still use humor, I mean it is always funny to expose such things :P (a bit dark I know)... The problem with humor is when your patience is gone, or at least it is at low levels, then you really can be bother with being funny and smart about thus the serious comes into place (I could extend on this but there is no point on exposing how one comes to lose his patience).
The thing about being serious is that the question do I care? Has a whole different quonotation. If I care I’ll stop caring at that point because I am pissed off that someone would try such an idiotic move, and if it is repeated, well let’s just say I don't care for people behave like idiots. If I don't care, well then it depends on my mood, basically I might do nothing or something, depends on the point I wish to make I guess.
The point that I am trying to make is an advice, define what you want but be careful how you target to get it, you might end up causing the reverse effect for your intentions...
Sorry all this has a very specific target :P...

Lost...

In some sort of life, which is mine and yet feels strange and uncomfortable, perhaps even alien? I've been trying to avoid anything here, not because I have nothing to say, but simply because I don't feel ready to reveal it, which kind of defeats the purpose of the blog. Regardless today someone pointed it out to me, "you are cheating", which I am not, like I replied I borrowed other peoples words for my blog, I still meant to say them. If only it would be as simple as this, as rebating an argument, the game I so skillfully play with others and the thing is this game is starting to become me or it as always been me, who knows? Well I always thought I am the dude beyond it, the dude that is hard to reach but reachable, the dude that carefully studies the flaws of the people in the path, that creates the path towards having some sort of worthiness test for those who do reach him. Who should listen to my new CD, dark in the most beautiful way, and honestly I feel it deep inside, not that I feel beautiful in any way, complex yes, twisted perhaps, intelligent beyond a doubt, but beautiful... I wish I could say yes, but I don't see it... It’s like looking at the complexity which appears to me as simplicity regardless of the time I spend looking at it. Don't get me wrong I am not a idiot(at least not in all aspects) that can't see the complexity that others see, I just don't feel it, I see the complexity but feel simple, as I see the possibility of beauty and yet am far from feeling it.
When I was in Portugal I had a very interesting conversation with my mom, and guess what it was triggered by the CD, more specifically because of a song that I didn't include "ohh gente da minha terra", one of those songs that only a Portuguese could understand how deep it might touch, again perfect beauty of sadness...
The conversation was about me not being a happy person, or cheerful, I guess that is a word that would be better accepted, which my mom who is the amazing person that only sees the best in me, she actually responsible for most of it, couldn't understand or accept that fact. She has had a hard life, struggle a lot, definitely my hero, and she looks at my life with pride and says you have nothing but reasons to feel happy and cheerful. It was hard for me to explain how I feel without actually doing it, and still giving my mom my view without making her feel guilty as she would if she thought I was not happy. Quite the challenge which I managed, no surprise there, yet all of it made me think of my perspective of life, and more importantly the people that are the core of it. I play a key role in some peoples life’s and during this trip I saw how my actions can affect them, which reminds me about a side note that I wanted to write but didn't. I HATE WOMEN CRYING, fucking destroys me inside, and don't take this as a sign of weakness because I have learned to deal with it, and when it is required I can withstand it BUT I FUCKING HATE IT, honestly one of the worst things you can feel, specially if you are to blame in any way.
Going back to the point, I do feel lost somewhere, just need to figure out where so I can make sense of it, and my improvement is I am talking about it before I reached a conclusion, that is real progress... I am sure those who know me will subscribe to this self compliment :P
More seriously I am in a definition stage where I wish much, but plan to get little, again mind of feelings with the hope for more :P.
Since I mentioned it here is the song...



... that gives me the chills!

Leaking my CD

Another one, from the CD, simply enjoy...



I've been told there is no such thing as perfection but...

First day back from holiday

The first day back is quite weird, firstly because of the schedules being completely messed up (I just fell asleep for 4 hours and woke up for no reason now) and also because the holidays destroy your rhythm, although your batteries might be charged the release of energy is quite contained :P.
I was wondering if you should take a day off when you are back, still that would mean a day less on holiday which normally we are not open to conced. Still working on the day after a trip is quite tricky already (coming from meetings in Europe is also no picnic), but if you add the absence of rhythm than it is a quite hard day to endure, even though you have the right spirit for the day the productivity is quite low, which in turn frustrates you producing a bad start for your new work cycle.
Anyways one needs to believe tomorrow will be more productive, and honestly if it is not, the weekend should take care of the residual lack of rhythm, or so I hope :P.

Another plane trip

There is a lot I could say about my time in Portugal, all the things that passed and yet today I have to share with you something I was wondering in the plane.
The fucking plane was completely full again, I mean it is a Wednesday, middle of the week there are more than 10 daily flights connecting Lisbon to London, how the fuck can they be all full? Is there a mass movement of people that I am unaware of? Honestly I was thinking about this, are there any mathematical models to predict this complex behavior? I mean we all have our individual reasons for traveling, my surprise is the amount of lives that cross the skies now a days, and for those who talk shit about globalization, well it is here, we are becoming the global village...

Too numb to...

I'm too numb to write stuff, Portugal is having this effect on me in more than just writing, still tomorrow I am back in the UK, and thus this should pass :P.
I'll like to point out I didn't post pictures of Portugal because I forgot the charger for my camera, and for my mobile, how smart am I? Anyways that is it for today :P for those of you who complain that I write too much text :P