Wednesday, June 25, 2008


Someone once called me a fucking optimist (pinche optimista).. hehehe can't say that it doesn't fit. Certain circumstances have forced me to ride a bicycle to work instead of a car.
Today it was my first day that I did so... and I got to say that I love the scent of morning and splashing fresh air on my face.
.. just like the old days.
I can has japeee!!1!11!

Monday, May 12, 2008

Las cosas claras..

Yo no soy Ateo. Soy Ateísta.
Curiosamente Ateo se refiere a un solo Dios (lo escribo con mayúscula solo por ortografía, no por alguna otra razon), e igualmente de curioso Dios en la lengua española solo se refiere al dios de Abraham. No voy a ondear con referencias bíblicas ya que solo quiero resaltar la diferencia entre las dos palabras.
Ateísta, segun la rae, es lo mismo que Ateo. En esto difiero de forma contundente, ya que debería referirse a deidades y/o dioses.

Ejem.. clarifico, soy Ateo y Ateista. Porque el ser Ateista engloba lo Ateo, segun mi percepcion de la palabra.

Vaya sorpresa. Este es un tema con mucha profundidad, pero por ahora solo digo: no creo en un dios, ni en dioses, ni en deidades, ni seres supremos y sobre todo en Dios.

Es algo muy fuerte para los que hablamos español, porque nuestra lengua, historia y cultura tiene ligada sus emociones y percepciones con esta palabra (Dios). No se asusten, no pasa nada. Esto es algo que ya venia cocinándose desde hace mucho, solo que al no vivir en un lugar lleno de presiones sociales sobre cargadas con religión ya me siento mas seguro al decirlo.

No se vayan con la finta de que me voy a hacer "malo", porque el ser Ateista tambien significa que no creo en el diablo. ;)


I am not a Atheist1. I'm a Atheist2.
Curiously, Athesit1 refers to a single God (written in Capital letter because of spelling, not for any other reason), also curious is the fact that God in the spanish tongue only refers to the God of Abraham. I'm not going to dwell on biblical references because I only want to point out the difference between both words. So, I completely disagree with the first definition, because it should refer to deities and/or Gods.

Ejem.. I clarify, I am Atheist2 and Atheist1. Because Atheist2 encompasses Atheist1, according to my perception of the word.

What a surprise. This is a topic of huge depth, for now I only say: I don't believe in a god, nor gods, nor deities, nor supreme beings and most of all God.

This is a strong subject for those who speak Spanish, because in our tongue, history and culture this has emotional ties and perceptions with this word (God). Don't be afraid, nothing is going to happen. It's something that has been cooking for a long time, it's just that by not living in a place of social pressure overloaded with religion I feel more secure saying it.

Don't go with the flow that I'm going to go "bad", because being Atheist2 also means that I don't believe in the devil. ;)

1-Atheist (Ateo): Disbelief in [the]God.
2-Atheist (Ateista): Disbelief in God(s) and/or Deities.

Thursday, May 01, 2008

<3 equals true

Every night is hard to say goodbye,
Every night we try to smile.

Every day we look for our eyes,
Every day we think of our smiles.

..but forever,
we love each other true.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Not afraid to say it..

It's not a matter of whether God exists or not, but that God never existed in the first place!


Friday, April 11, 2008

Andromeda - In The Deepest Of Waters

Sit down.. hold on.. and get ready for a music lesson in real progressive metal rock. Speed, Execution, Depth, Lyrics, Flow, Structure. This is one of many instances of true artistic music, not the shittiest stuff you hear in most radio stations.
Did you know that back in the day, orchestrated compositions were considered and thought of as progressive? (yeah, what we now call classical music)
Well, this is pretty much our modern day equivalent.. Get ready for a hearing orgasm:

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Whenever I...

I'm in one of those moods that can only be described with music...

..for my Milady Blue.

Thursday, March 27, 2008


I checked my profile and I had 311 views! lol.. if you go there now you probably won't see it.. but I DID.. muahahaha.. lol

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Interestingly Curious

I haven't felt like this in years,
just like a teenager, full of motivation,
yet with the experience accumulated
of the past few years..
I've never been more ready for anything..
I know what I want...
I know who I am...
I know who I want to be...'s like looking deep into the sky,
sliding with caress through the waves,
grab a hold real deep, hold your breath,
then... just kiss...

.. so, the only thing left is the how,
and the first step is to just nike-it.
*grin* break more paradigms.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Moving. (Prologue)

So, maybe some you know most of my life story, bits and pieces. It all sums up to that I've been moving around a lot. I was born in San Luis Potosi, Mexico, and 15 days after my birth I then moved to Zacatecas, Mexico. I know, I didn't do the moving really, my parents already lived in Zacatecas, but my Mom wanted to have her first child at her home town and not go through it by herself. Anyways, after a year there my Dad got a scholarship to study for his Master's Degree in Chihuahua. So guest what? we moved. Then 2 years later, my Dad got his Degree and then moved San Luis Potosi. In the next 8 years that followed, I got a precious sister and my little bro. By the end of this period in San Luis my Father had already picked up English lessons, which led to a scholarship for a Ph.D. 0_0.. yeah, a Doctorate. He picked OSU (Oregon State University) which is located in Corvallis, OR, USA to study for his next Degree. Ok, move again, new country, new culture, new house, new school, new friends, new everything save the family. This was a time where I was just going into my teen years, so I spent a lot more time chilling and playing with my friends than with family (my siblings where kids at that time man) . Ever wonder where I picked up these English skills? Well, know you know. This foreign experience gave me lots (in general) and had a great impact on my life in regards to points of view, culture, mindset, language, education, ethics, goals, values and living life itself. So after 4 years in Corvallis, it was time to go back to Mexico and we did. We moved to San Luis Potosi for a very brief period of time (1 month) because my Dad had plans. Oh yes! he had plans! He wanted to live in his home town now, Aguascalientes, Mexico -the land of the good people and a.k.a. the world's biggest cantina- so he applied for a transfer at work to move to Aguascalientes, which he got. Oh, Aguascalientes, if you come to this beautiful town you can't love it without hating it and vice-versa. I spent the next ten and a half years in Aguascalientes as I went through the last 3 years of high school and then 5 of college and the rest working.
This all adds up to one thing. I've been around, perhaps not as much as or as extreme as some other people but enough for one thing. I've been exposed to many things that are the same in essence but physically different. Like synonym words. The might mean the same thing, yet, very subtlety, they're not the same. Like trying out cars. They feel different driving, but they all help you get from one point to another. You learn the same thing but you experience it differently. This is the best way to get rid of a narrow mind. In our human nature, to make contrasts, to compare, to question, to validate.. to learn.
During the past years I've adopted several mantras that I've picked up from my friends and my own experience. One of them is that: as the person that each one of us is, we really don't change, we evolve. If this is so, then it must mean that our core remains the same. Since it's the foundation of who we are. Another mantra, we can't dwell on the past, but we must acknowledge it to build our future. Through our experience, we almost never do the same thing the same way. We don't make the same mistake twice (most of the time), thus we become more efficient. So, we do the same thing but in a different manner. Mmm, sound familiar? (hint: begining of the paragraph).
I'm not trying to be redundant, you might be thinking: "Carlos, where the hell are you going with this?". Well, this is so you get a better picture of a little piece of me. I am no guru, nor a philosopher and this text does not define me. But, as I grew, I've been acquainted to the experience of a new experience, the cultural shock, the social delusions of different regions of the world, the human spirt that lives beyond skin and language. I really love to learn, to evolve and to meet new cultures. To each its own, and each of its own is a world. I would not qualify my self as a world citizen yet, but it wouldn't be too far fetched to say that of me in the future. To me, the world is getting smaller and smaller everyday.
I'm not going to bash out and rant about my last years in Aguascalientes, which I should appreciate a lot since they were an enabler to do what I do now and made who I am. I will say that it made me restless, hesitant and sometimes resentful of they way people acted. Hey, who am I to judge? I will not pay any penitence for anyone other my own family. But back to the matter at hand, I wanted out. I wanted to experience new things again. I was always told that I was a good person, a nice guy, that I had lots of potencial (My core). It took me a while to come to terms with myself about who I was and who I wanted to be (My essence). It took me a while to realize what I could do and what I wanted to do (My instance). Some very small part of me already knew that I was going to spread my wings someday....
... and so I did. =)

Yeah,why not?

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Living the contradiction of knowing what I feel and what I don't want.

Edit: Originally Created Feb/8/2007 @11:22 PM
A story, a sad one, with light, break ups and lots of potencial...
Of the light within and the shine of the outer bounds.
Once complete, and ready to be lit. Waiting patiently, against a innate force and the hope to be at once fulfilled.
It did not happen so. The magic broke, the illusion unveiled. She said no.
There was that shadow materialized, the foul being, in the place that I was supposed to be, not granted to me. misplaced as I had always been.
I was never taken for my true worth, thus everything broke..

Time passes, wounds heal...

Monday, March 03, 2008

Here we go again..

Next stop: Atlanta, GA!

Again... =)

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