Complicating what is simple.

  
It is our favorite game, to complicate what is simple. We come across something simple and straightforward and we will have none of it, so we complicate it, make it hard for ourselves.

The best example of this are relationships. When they begin, the honeymoon phase, all is well, love is in the air and all that, but soon that stops being enough, somewhere, somehow in our minds we need to complicate it, so then we feel the need to classify it, quatify it, to call it a name, to categorize and identify, to put it in the right box instead of letting it fly free so it can soar to the skies and grow into something that will be able to endure hardships and go the distance. Many times its self sabotage, as we do it unconciously but knowingly make it unberable for both parties. It is a ‘safe’ way to end it so that there is no blame to share. 

We can’t stand taking blame for anything so any excuse will work, somethin along the lines of: ‘it’s too complicated’.

Its always easier not to face things head on, and the easiest way to do that is by complicating  things so that you never really see what’s in front of you. 

I will call it ‘Mental Burocracy’ 

Most of this is spawned by fear, which in my opinion is the biggest deterent to us living healthy and fulfilling lives, which leads me to addiction…

The desensitization of the young generation.

  
Technology’s worst effect is the disconnect of people from themselves and from each other. They seem to be  void of emotion as if they don’t really feel anymore.

I say this with a heavy heart… I catch myself talking about the good old days, the way people used to relate to each other, before smartphones, when you had to setup a time and a place to meet without any last minute cancelling messages, you just showed up. You had real, not digital relationships with people you came across, things got real and emotional, unlike most relationships in this facebook era. People are not really involved at all emotionally. All these social sites should connect people more but they do just the opposite.  This ‘desensitization of the young generation’, is a natural cause of the use of technology. How many people make eye contact with you when you’re walking down the street? Most have their eyes on their phones, as if what is there is more important than the world right in front of them. Its so bad that I’ve had to stop people from crossing the street without taking their eyes of their phones as they almost got hit by a incoming veicule. People in relationships breaking up with each other by text message? That really irks me. Its a bit tragic. I can only imagine that the way we are going there won’t  be much human interaction in the future, everything will be digital. I wouldn’t want to live in that kind of world, would you? A worldwhere nobody feels anything anymore, nothing is personal, the human touch is lost amongst the digital identities. 

The way things are going it wouldn’t surprise me if we lost whats left of our humanity, the one thing that makes us unique. You take the emotion out of the equation and we will become robots. We won’t feel anything anymore. Life as we know it will change, and not for the better mind you. Then again I might be wrong and things might have a turn around then again who knows? 

Only the present exists, the now. Let’s focus on it.

Nice guys always finish last…

is it really true?

Well i can say that from my experience, yes and no, it really depends on what we are talking about. If we are talking about picking up girls, most definitely, for random sex or whatever activity of the sort, its usually true, ‘not so nice guys’ have the upper hand every time (that also has a lot to do with ‘girls’ not knowing what they want, looking to experience new things and always choosing the dangerous and exciting) . Now if we are talking about women it varies. We all have a dark side and no one is intrinsically good, there has to be a perfect balance, and that will make the difference.

Speaking of nice guys, what is the real definition of it? its not being good all the time, but being honest and respectful when needed not letting your other head do the thinking. You know what i mean? One shouldn’t let others take advantage of you, and hide behind the ‘i’m a nice guy’ label, that’s just plain stupidity, lack of self love and self destructive, because it will put you in a downward spiral faster than you think.

So whatever you do, don’t be the victim! Don’t let anyone take advantage or manipulate you into doing their bidding.

The rule here is think of yourself first…always, because if you don’t nobody else will.

Love yourself more each day, spend some time with yourself, get to know yourself… i promise it won’t hurt, its not easy, but the rewards are priceless. Its the only way to go.

Trust yourself!

Follow your dreams

Dreams Road Sign

  • I admire people who follow their dreams. I’m on the same path. Its takes great courage and determination. Going against all everyone that tells you you’re not good enough. We are pioneers, adventurers, the non conformers. We do not let other people tell us what to do, we follow our gut and our hearts despite what other people say. The key is self belief and it has to be unwaivering, relentless especially in the low moments. It takes more courage than most of the people on this planet have to actually go for it without a security net. Its is tough work and crocodile skin is useful, resourcefulness and adaptability are very useful. Passion and belief are key.  Self belief, Self love, Self worth, call it what you will. Without it you have nothing.

The idea of life

Life…what is it? 

I mean what is life exactly? Is there a real definition? I guess everyone has their own interpretation. 

I struggle so does everyone, in their own way. That’s the joy of life, the fight, the journey to wherever one ends up. See, many of us are so fixated on the end result we miss the best part, the learning process the road to get where we are going.

In my opinion the reason our souls inhabit these bodies, the ‘why’ we are here is to evolve as a being on this beautiful planet we are quickly destroying. 

Think about what you are doing, on a day to day basis, what do you do for yourself that saves the planet and  makes the world a better place? How many things do you do to the contrary? get the picture? 

We are survivors because we are selfish and resourceful, but we need to be more adaptable and selfless, like a tree in the forest. We need to be part of an ecosystem not come in and ruin it. 

Why are we detroying the ‘lung’ of the world, the amazon rain forrest? And for what? 

We are our own worst enemy.

We alone have the power to change this, as a race we need a deep change within(meditation helps). Letting go and embracing life with both body and mind. 

Caring for ourselves and also for your fellow man, and not squabble over religious or political ideologies, color of skin. We need to embrace the beauty of diversity.

We are one race with many creeds and beliefs…the human race.

Let’s work together.

The Last Letter – A Message to George W. Bush and Dick Cheney From a Dying Veteran

MARCH 18, 2013

To: George W. Bush and Dick Cheney
From: Tomas Young

I write this letter on the 10th anniversary of the Iraq War on behalf of my fellow Iraq War veterans. I write this letter on behalf of the 4,488 soldiers and Marines who died in Iraq. I write this letter on behalf of the hundreds of thousands of veterans who have been wounded and on behalf of those whose wounds, physical and psychological, have destroyed their lives. I am one of those gravely wounded. I was paralyzed in an insurgent ambush in 2004 in Sadr City. My life is coming to an end. I am living under hospice care.

I write this letter on behalf of husbands and wives who have lost spouses, on behalf of children who have lost a parent, on behalf of the fathers and mothers who have lost sons and daughters and on behalf of those who care for the many thousands of my fellow veterans who have brain injuries. I write this letter on behalf of those veterans whose trauma and self-revulsion for what they have witnessed, endured and done in Iraq have led to suicide and on behalf of the active-duty soldiers and Marines who commit, on average, a suicide a day. I write this letter on behalf of the some 1 million Iraqi dead and on behalf of the countless Iraqi wounded. I write this letter on behalf of us all—the human detritus your war has left behind, those who will spend their lives in unending pain and grief.

You may evade justice but in our eyes you are each guilty of egregious war crimes, of plunder and, finally, of murder, including the murder of thousands of young Americans—my fellow veterans—whose future you stole.

I write this letter, my last letter, to you, Mr. Bush and Mr. Cheney. I write not because I think you grasp the terrible human and moral consequences of your lies, manipulation and thirst for wealth and power. I write this letter because, before my own death, I want to make it clear that I, and hundreds of thousands of my fellow veterans, along with millions of my fellow citizens, along with hundreds of millions more in Iraq and the Middle East, know fully who you are and what you have done. You may evade justice but in our eyes you are each guilty of egregious war crimes, of plunder and, finally, of murder, including the murder of thousands of young Americans—my fellow veterans—whose future you stole.

Your positions of authority, your millions of dollars of personal wealth, your public relations consultants, your privilege and your power cannot mask the hollowness of your character. You sent us to fight and die in Iraq after you, Mr. Cheney, dodged the draft in Vietnam, and you, Mr. Bush, went AWOL from your National Guard unit. Your cowardice and selfishness were established decades ago. You were not willing to risk yourselves for our nation but you sent hundreds of thousands of young men and women to be sacrificed in a senseless war with no more thought than it takes to put out the garbage.

I joined the Army two days after the 9/11 attacks. I joined the Army because our country had been attacked. I wanted to strike back at those who had killed some 3,000 of my fellow citizens. I did not join the Army to go to Iraq, a country that had no part in the September 2001 attacks and did not pose a threat to its neighbors, much less to the United States. I did not join the Army to “liberate” Iraqis or to shut down mythical weapons-of-mass-destruction facilities or to implant what you cynically called “democracy” in Baghdad and the Middle East. I did not join the Army to rebuild Iraq, which at the time you told us could be paid for by Iraq’s oil revenues. Instead, this war has cost the United States over $3 trillion. I especially did not join the Army to carry out pre-emptive war. Pre-emptive war is illegal under international law. And as a soldier in Iraq I was, I now know, abetting your idiocy and your crimes. The Iraq War is the largest strategic blunder in U.S. history. It obliterated the balance of power in the Middle East. It installed a corrupt and brutal pro-Iranian government in Baghdad, one cemented in power through the use of torture, death squads and terror. And it has left Iran as the dominant force in the region. On every level—moral, strategic, military and economic—Iraq was a failure. And it was you, Mr. Bush and Mr. Cheney, who started this war. It is you who should pay the consequences.

I would not be writing this letter if I had been wounded fighting in Afghanistan against those forces that carried out the attacks of 9/11. Had I been wounded there I would still be miserable because of my physical deterioration and imminent death, but I would at least have the comfort of knowing that my injuries were a consequence of my own decision to defend the country I love. I would not have to lie in my bed, my body filled with painkillers, my life ebbing away, and deal with the fact that hundreds of thousands of human beings, including children, including myself, were sacrificed by you for little more than the greed of oil companies, for your alliance with the oil sheiks in Saudi Arabia, and your insane visions of empire.

I have, like many other disabled veterans, suffered from the inadequate and often inept care provided by the Veterans Administration. I have, like many other disabled veterans, come to realize that our mental and physical wounds are of no interest to you, perhaps of no interest to any politician. We were used. We were betrayed. And we have been abandoned. You, Mr. Bush, make much pretense of being a Christian. But isn’t lying a sin? Isn’t murder a sin? Aren’t theft and selfish ambition sins? I am not a Christian. But I believe in the Christian ideal. I believe that what you do to the least of your brothers you finally do to yourself, to your own soul.

My day of reckoning is upon me. Yours will come. I hope you will be put on trial. But mostly I hope, for your sakes, that you find the moral courage to face what you have done to me and to many, many others who deserved to live. I hope that before your time on earth ends, as mine is now ending, you will find the strength of character to stand before the American public and the world, and in particular the Iraqi people, and beg for forgiveness.

Dreams

 ‘the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams’
Eleanor Roosevelt.

Dreams are a most valuable commodity.

They drive us forward, motivate us, along the winding road that is life.

Our dreams are a positive goal to look forward to, not the finish line but a stage to get to, because life only stops with death.  New dreams develop to keep us motivated, to keep us going forward in our development as human beings.

Having a dream is necessary for our evolution. Every human being should have something to look forward to, something to thrive for, otherwise we have no reason to even be in this world.  I believe that in all the things that happen to us in this world there is  a lesson to be learned.

We possess free will, our most sacred god given right, so sometimes we make bad decisions. These usually spawn in an attempt to cut corners or speed up our ascent towards our objective.

We must not give up on our dreams. They can adapt to current circumstances or even change into something unexpected. One never knows. The key is to follow them with all your heart and no matter what happens you won’t be disappointed, because you’ll know you gave it your all. Don’t give them up.