Secretillos de la vida

El viento sopla marcha atrás por el miedo a naufragar Y el cielo frío cual cristal no da pistas de lo que vendrá Y cómo acertar el rumbo hacia el que nadar Sin nada a lo que aferrarse más que a un viejo disfraz... Y quien decide qué será, quién dominará el timón Del novel barco que se hundió por no herir a su tripulación, Quién consumó las ganas de hacerlo todo Si el reloj ya se apagó, no llego a marcar las dos. Y quién esculpe aquel mentón del que paga años con fuego, Quién elige el campeón del duelo sin limpio ganador Quién convirtió las aletas en dragón Quien descubrió que el VOLAR es un giro de VALOR Quién sacará a los súbditos de la Cueva de Platón Quién levantó aquel telón que reveló la esencia del amor Quién destruyó su imperio por un juego sucio Quién cambió su situación por el grito de unos dados Quién puso nombre al corazón del que busca algo nuevo, Y puso fin a su prisión sin mirar atrás decir adiós Vengarse con rencor u olvidar lo que le hicieron Quié

… Y que todo cambio sea siempre para bien Todo aquello que merezca la pena no será fácil… Pero vas por buen camino. Cada uno sigue su camino, y lo que para otros son pasos de enanito, para otros son zancadas de gigante. Quédate siempre con tu propia medida. Solo tú eres el mejor en ser tú y mismo, y solo tú puedes decidir lo que quieres ser y hacer que pase. Las comparaciones son siempre odiosas, y hacen que nos queramos peor, ya que siempre habrá personas que estén por debajo de nosotros. Eso no significa absolutamente nada. Al final del día, quien cuenta somos nosotros, y la armonía que tenemos con nuestro cuerpo, nuestra mente  el universo que nos rodea. Somos seres sociales, que conviven, que intercambian, que sienten e interaccionan. Pero la vida no viene con manual de instrucciones. Y por mucho que nos enseñen caminos que seguir y valores que acoger, al final es nuestra propia experiencia sobre esos caminos lo que determinará si son para nosotros o no. Y recuerda, siemp

2017... what a crazy year... Probably one of the best ones of my life. Started off in a very reflexive way, in this very notebook, opening my eyes to a reality that I've been realising more and more throughout the year. This has been the year of learning. Realising things, mostly by myself, about the power of the deicsions we make, the choices we take, and our active role in out own fate. Yes, I believe that, somehow, we are masters of our own destiny, and whatever the circumstances are, we hace the power to move forward and scontrol the sail. I have realised that if I want something to happen, I have to work for it and MAKE IT HAPPEN! I have become a world changer. And I have decided that whatever the change, it's going to be in the right pathway. I want to listen and follow my heart, my mind and my logic, not my habits. No matter the cost.  It's also been a year of winning. Winning experiences, winning places, and mostly winning people. I could not feel any luckier f

Okay so, let me get the story straight. First of all, what is free will? Cause if we don't come to a global definition of it, the possible explanations that might come afterwards won't lead to a solution. Free will, as it seems to me, is the ability to choose. Being able to make decisions for ourselves. Now, on a neural network level, this might rise some issues. Psychology of memory has proven that all the information we store has a property called 'weight', through which a memory (an object, a person, a fact) will be more relevant the more it is used and reinforced. This way, with the simple task 'think of someone you know in your life', there is this first person that will pop up in your mind and the reason for it to be there might be due to its recent use, to its relevance, or many more reasons. But our consciousness didn't necessarily choose that one person as the one we 'consciously' want to think of on the first place. In a similar way, w

I'm inspired.  I'm inspired because I'm seeing hope.  And I'm seeing it from people admired by thousands, millions of other people that will hopefully get also inspired by them. I'm inspired because we are, little by little, leading to a change, the most important one, and that is how the collective human being perceives itself.  For thousands of years we have condemned people for the choices they have made in certain moments of their lives, we've put them in categories that would chain them forever to a personality or tendencies they no longer believe in.  "People don't change", we used to say. And we said it to justify saying and doing horrible things to the, just because they belonged somewhere or did something some people might be against. But hey, people change, yes they do. Our bodies are change, our lives are change, and so do our minds.  And it is OKAY to think or feel something for a while, and it is OKAY if that eve

Sleeping in sheets covered in our sweat. One same idea coming through our heads. One same feeling making our breath stop. One same fear that this might tear us apart. Body, mind, chems, breath, everything would join us, but our fear of death. Death of all the things we had already reached, and could be screwed up if we didn’t make it clear. Call it DTR, call it clear things up, call it confess something we couldn’t even stop. Being a friend with benefits is more of what I could ask, based on the fact that you couldn’t be more hot, confident, shining, dreamer, fighting for what he wants, and being such a good fucking person that you're what anyone would want.  Sorry if I don’t feel jealous when you tell me about your ex, that don’t matter cause you’re here laying in my bed. Looking at me, kissing my neck, making me feel there’s nowhere you’d rather be instead.  But don’t be stupid girl, love might sound very cool, but you’re just a pretty girl he likes hooking up to. You have too