Today, i had a cup of hot chocolate (and sip of mint hot chocolate) while meeting a friend i had. We had a lot of fun and i really enjoyed meeting her, and i got away with being a gentleman :P Well we had a whoooole lot of nonsense talks. But she actually made one sense i one point, and i told her "im writing this on my blog on the internet" her point was the following.......:
If you touch another persons fingers, you are really close to that person. I really got me thinking.... how many persons have allowed me to touch their fingers? So far i have only thought of one, the one who told me this. She grabbed my fingers and i really felt awkward, not because i dont like her or anything, its because i think i have never felt it before. Does that mean i have never had a close enough relationship with someone?
Dang, who wants to touch MY fingers? no commitment, i just wanna feel like someone really wants to touch 'em, okay i just noticed it all sounds a bit creepy, but i just mean the five things sticking out of my hand. Fingers....
I thought i could say more about the subject but i cant, so thats it. Touch the fingers of those you care about. :)
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Let me ask you a question, take your time thinking the answer...
What is my purpose in life? Will i feel satisfied someday? Is there a girl for me? Do we really look at the moon at the same time as the person for each of us? Am i the guy for some girl? Is there someone in the world that is an identical copy of myself? What happens after death? What is the weight of the soul? Why do girls always end up with the wrong guy? What is absolute truth? Could someone like me? Will the world really end? If so, when? Can i count up to infinite? What is beauty? Why do we take things so seriously? Where do all the lost socks go? Why is the world filled with positive people who are always so negative? Why is this abstraction we call money so important in our lives? Is it possible that we see things differently? Could my "red" be your "green"? How do you describe the color "blue" to a blind man? Is all this a really elaborate dream? If so, when do i wake up? How big is the universe? How do people know its infinite if nobody had traveled far enough to find its endlessness? How many people are smiling right now? How many are crying? How many drops of rain fall everytime it rains? Why is "outside" so big while "inside" so small? Why do most feel better "inside"? Why do we question everything? Why is computer science more advanced than filosofy, something like "life science"? Why is some art better than other? Why are some guys such jerks? Why are some girls such bitches? Why did they take so much time to invent the wheel? Is she the one? What is "the one"? How come sometimes i have to shower with cold water? Why do most things come in pairs? Why do we consider some people so different when we are all humans? What if i could change the world? Why do so many people wish they could turn invisible? Is it really that difficult to find a needle in a haystack? Couldnt one use a magnet? What if i never was born? Who would be wearing my shoes? What if the person who would be wearing my shoes wasnt born either? Is there really fate? If so, what does mine say? Why do we use umbrellas, when standing in the rain feels so good? What if i hadnt done that thing i did? Or that other thing? Would i be happier or sadder?What is happiness? Why are cats so cool? Why am i so dependant on some people? Why am i so lucky? Why is my head hurting? Why do i need answers? Why cant i accept it all?
I want answers. Life is finding questions, and bumping accidentally into answers. Unfortunately the former happens more than the latter.
I want answers. Life is finding questions, and bumping accidentally into answers. Unfortunately the former happens more than the latter.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Religion - Lead or be led.
Okay, before i start i must say, you must leave your religion at the door, otherwise youll probably get mad at me, cause im really critic om something as ambiguous and complex as religion.
First lets start defining religion:
A religion is a set of common beliefs and practices generally held by a group of people, often codified as prayer, ritual, and religious law.
(According to wikipedia.)
So, as you can see the main concept defines nothing concrete. Its not "a group of people following the dogmas of a certain entity", its a group of people thinking the same and doing the same stuff. My definition would be, a man made source of faith that determines what is bad and what is good. We need insurance, man is dependant by nature. We need something or someone telling us if what we are doing is right or wrong.
This subject was chosen cause of Manja (a friend) telling me to talk about how she considered "christianity the biggest and oldest witchcraft in history". At first i disagreed cause i thought witchcraft was those religions against christianity but then we cleared up. We are going to define the term "witchcraft": beliefs that have no concrete basis and cannot be proven in any way, pretty much like "magic". By this point some people will be like " :O HOW CAN HE DARE SAY THAT???" well, the thing is theres people who believe in evidence and things that cannot be proven wrong. And you see, in this way, almost all religions become something without a clear basis, all in a hear-say basis, all started by those who wanted to create the religion. Why? Because every single person on this earth needs something to believe in. Tell me, have you been into an atheist country? A country where the general religion is not have any. No, cuz there isnt any. We all need a sense of safety.
I was raised as a catholic, yet my family is one of those that lead, not one of followers, so we criticize and make our own decisions, so in my family theres no clear religion. Like as an example, we can take catholicism, as far as we know Jesus Christ could have been a guy who just wanted us all to be happy and treat each other real nice, and he died on the cross just to prove the point. But through ages the current biggest organization in the whole world, that goes by the name of the church, realized how gullible people are and how much power the could adquire. So they changed the whole story of he giving happiness to one of, if you dont support him youll pretty much rot in hell. In my opinion, this is a clear way of making people go to church and giving the church the power it currently has.
One day i was in a summer house with some people, and there were two guys with whom i agreed in everything, we had an almost parallel way of life. And we went into the subject of religion. One of them has a Jehovas witness girlfriend, and he was describing how the religion is. I was shocked. Apparently her grandfather said she wasnt her niece, just because she wasnt a devote Jehovas witness. He basically said she was dead to him, just because she didnt follow the religion as strongly as he did (because she IS a Jehovas witness, it wasnt cause she wasnt one, it was cause she didnt follow it strongly). I mean, how can people be willing to lose family because of a bunch of beliefs? I wouldnt even do it with a guy who i dont talk that much to, to just stop talking to him cause he follows Buddha and i dont. How about the case in which a girl finds the love of her life and he just happens to have a different religion and the parents just dont approve of it?
We've reached a world ruled by beliefs. People killing other cause of not following their beliefs. Even those who said "You will not kill.". The catholic church had the inquisition, when they tied philosophers up to stakes and burned them on the fires started on their books and writings, just because they had the nerve to dare and challenge the popular belief. The inquisition was just killing people who threatened their power. Don't believe me? What if a guy, a random guy, finds buried on the ground a proof, a proof that cannot be proved wrong, that Jesus Christ didnt exist? If the church found out about this before it went public, do you think they will come up to the guy and say "ohh yeah, all this years we were wrong, we are gonna clear all this confusion up" and go have a talk to the world about how all this 2000 years they were wrong? Ohhh nooo, they guy, the proof, and everyone with the knowledge about it will dissappear misteriously.
As a quick summary, religion is just an organization, and we should all learn to believe in ourselves. If we have those who we know truly exist all believe in a person who may or may not exist, then who will believe in us? To me, we should all believe in ourselves and the people around us. And we dont need someone to tell us what is wrong and what is right, we have the common sense to determine this for ourselves.
I finish with a quote:
"Now it is such a bizarrely improbably coincidence that anything so mindbogglingly useful [the Babel fish] could have evolved by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as a final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God. The argument goes something like this: "I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing." "But," says Man, "the Babel fish is a dead giveaway isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED" "Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic."
-Douglas Adams
First lets start defining religion:
A religion is a set of common beliefs and practices generally held by a group of people, often codified as prayer, ritual, and religious law.
(According to wikipedia.)
So, as you can see the main concept defines nothing concrete. Its not "a group of people following the dogmas of a certain entity", its a group of people thinking the same and doing the same stuff. My definition would be, a man made source of faith that determines what is bad and what is good. We need insurance, man is dependant by nature. We need something or someone telling us if what we are doing is right or wrong.
This subject was chosen cause of Manja (a friend) telling me to talk about how she considered "christianity the biggest and oldest witchcraft in history". At first i disagreed cause i thought witchcraft was those religions against christianity but then we cleared up. We are going to define the term "witchcraft": beliefs that have no concrete basis and cannot be proven in any way, pretty much like "magic". By this point some people will be like " :O HOW CAN HE DARE SAY THAT???" well, the thing is theres people who believe in evidence and things that cannot be proven wrong. And you see, in this way, almost all religions become something without a clear basis, all in a hear-say basis, all started by those who wanted to create the religion. Why? Because every single person on this earth needs something to believe in. Tell me, have you been into an atheist country? A country where the general religion is not have any. No, cuz there isnt any. We all need a sense of safety.
I was raised as a catholic, yet my family is one of those that lead, not one of followers, so we criticize and make our own decisions, so in my family theres no clear religion. Like as an example, we can take catholicism, as far as we know Jesus Christ could have been a guy who just wanted us all to be happy and treat each other real nice, and he died on the cross just to prove the point. But through ages the current biggest organization in the whole world, that goes by the name of the church, realized how gullible people are and how much power the could adquire. So they changed the whole story of he giving happiness to one of, if you dont support him youll pretty much rot in hell. In my opinion, this is a clear way of making people go to church and giving the church the power it currently has.
One day i was in a summer house with some people, and there were two guys with whom i agreed in everything, we had an almost parallel way of life. And we went into the subject of religion. One of them has a Jehovas witness girlfriend, and he was describing how the religion is. I was shocked. Apparently her grandfather said she wasnt her niece, just because she wasnt a devote Jehovas witness. He basically said she was dead to him, just because she didnt follow the religion as strongly as he did (because she IS a Jehovas witness, it wasnt cause she wasnt one, it was cause she didnt follow it strongly). I mean, how can people be willing to lose family because of a bunch of beliefs? I wouldnt even do it with a guy who i dont talk that much to, to just stop talking to him cause he follows Buddha and i dont. How about the case in which a girl finds the love of her life and he just happens to have a different religion and the parents just dont approve of it?
We've reached a world ruled by beliefs. People killing other cause of not following their beliefs. Even those who said "You will not kill.". The catholic church had the inquisition, when they tied philosophers up to stakes and burned them on the fires started on their books and writings, just because they had the nerve to dare and challenge the popular belief. The inquisition was just killing people who threatened their power. Don't believe me? What if a guy, a random guy, finds buried on the ground a proof, a proof that cannot be proved wrong, that Jesus Christ didnt exist? If the church found out about this before it went public, do you think they will come up to the guy and say "ohh yeah, all this years we were wrong, we are gonna clear all this confusion up" and go have a talk to the world about how all this 2000 years they were wrong? Ohhh nooo, they guy, the proof, and everyone with the knowledge about it will dissappear misteriously.
As a quick summary, religion is just an organization, and we should all learn to believe in ourselves. If we have those who we know truly exist all believe in a person who may or may not exist, then who will believe in us? To me, we should all believe in ourselves and the people around us. And we dont need someone to tell us what is wrong and what is right, we have the common sense to determine this for ourselves.
I finish with a quote:
"Now it is such a bizarrely improbably coincidence that anything so mindbogglingly useful [the Babel fish] could have evolved by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as a final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God. The argument goes something like this: "I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing." "But," says Man, "the Babel fish is a dead giveaway isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED" "Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic."
-Douglas Adams
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
That weird thing we call love....
Whats the deal with it? I mean, i've been trying to figure it out and its as complicated as learning a sport and as simple a using a paper clip, yet, nobody can manage it perfectly. I mean, is it hormones? Is it butterflies in the stomach? Is it just plain stupidity? or is it something else? Im a constant victim of it, so far it has brought nothing good to me yet i continue going to it. Maybe its a kind of masochism. This theory kinda makes sense. Ever wondered why the best girls almost always end up with the crappiest guys? and curiously enough, they almost always have the ideal guy nearby, who was crazy about her and gave up in some point, yet he always keeps a couple of the feelings deep inside him, and he goes around breaking girls hearts and he also knows the one girl who has the heart he couldnt break. You see, its kinda complicated yet obvious, at least to me. People are going to tell me: "maybe thats YOUR case, but certainly not mine". Well, to those people i say: "if it isnt well then tell me, cause id like to learn, but most probably it IS your case, so pay a bit more attention to your life".
Im trying to get to understand this, according to scientists, chemical reaction of hormones. To me, human beings are curious beings, and this has to be one of our most amazing aspects. I mean, nobody hasnt experienced it. Deep in our DNA its mandatory to fall in love. One who says that he hasnt fallen in love is either too young, or lying. Lately i helped a friend with a bit of love troubles. She wondered why i was SOO right and always found out the solution, to which i answered: "i just pay attention." I may claim i may know a lot about it, but another funny thing, is that even the most expert person always acts stupidly on it. So i may understand it all, but, i make the same mistakes in it. Maybe a guy who doesnt know anything can actually be a million times better than i am.
This all comes from filosofical thinking and mostly cause i went to a summer house with some friends, and one of em was drunk and talking about crushes. But me and other two friends started correcting him on everything, and soon we noticed how us three had the exact same thoughts about it, finishing each others ideas. We all made very good points like: "every guy has two friends, the casanova prick who uses girls and plays with them as if they were objects, and the guy who, yeah has its bad things, but overall would make a girl really happy, yet the one who finds the girls is the first one." Sad but true. I mean, logic seems to not apply to love, why the heck do we insist on trying to apply logic to it, its not something one thinks beforehand. In love, the one who thinks, loses. Theres pretty much only one very important rule, "always fight for what you want" and as you can see, its not only in love but life itself. If you always give up, maybe you havent found that which you feel the need to fight for. Sometimes, even giving up can be a way of fighting for something, yet this is the most painful and difficult of all the ways. Ask any guy/girl who has its love bound up by a girl/boyfriend.
It would be funny if like in video games you put the mouse over somebody and see how much life and magic he/she has left, we could do that in life but with real people and seeing their current state in love, it would read curious things: "in love with a girl who doesnt like him back yet loved by his best friend", "fighting with a girl he loves, and she loves him too", "heartbroken by a guy", "loves the guy next to her in math class", "loves the girl who looks at him funny during math class", "currently not loving anybody, but loved by many, and he doesnt know". Imagine such thing, it would be hard to be cupid.
So it all can be sumed up in only one question:
What is love?
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/364202
Im trying to get to understand this, according to scientists, chemical reaction of hormones. To me, human beings are curious beings, and this has to be one of our most amazing aspects. I mean, nobody hasnt experienced it. Deep in our DNA its mandatory to fall in love. One who says that he hasnt fallen in love is either too young, or lying. Lately i helped a friend with a bit of love troubles. She wondered why i was SOO right and always found out the solution, to which i answered: "i just pay attention." I may claim i may know a lot about it, but another funny thing, is that even the most expert person always acts stupidly on it. So i may understand it all, but, i make the same mistakes in it. Maybe a guy who doesnt know anything can actually be a million times better than i am.
This all comes from filosofical thinking and mostly cause i went to a summer house with some friends, and one of em was drunk and talking about crushes. But me and other two friends started correcting him on everything, and soon we noticed how us three had the exact same thoughts about it, finishing each others ideas. We all made very good points like: "every guy has two friends, the casanova prick who uses girls and plays with them as if they were objects, and the guy who, yeah has its bad things, but overall would make a girl really happy, yet the one who finds the girls is the first one." Sad but true. I mean, logic seems to not apply to love, why the heck do we insist on trying to apply logic to it, its not something one thinks beforehand. In love, the one who thinks, loses. Theres pretty much only one very important rule, "always fight for what you want" and as you can see, its not only in love but life itself. If you always give up, maybe you havent found that which you feel the need to fight for. Sometimes, even giving up can be a way of fighting for something, yet this is the most painful and difficult of all the ways. Ask any guy/girl who has its love bound up by a girl/boyfriend.
It would be funny if like in video games you put the mouse over somebody and see how much life and magic he/she has left, we could do that in life but with real people and seeing their current state in love, it would read curious things: "in love with a girl who doesnt like him back yet loved by his best friend", "fighting with a girl he loves, and she loves him too", "heartbroken by a guy", "loves the guy next to her in math class", "loves the girl who looks at him funny during math class", "currently not loving anybody, but loved by many, and he doesnt know". Imagine such thing, it would be hard to be cupid.
So it all can be sumed up in only one question:
What is love?
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/364202
Monday, July 2, 2007
Veritas - Aequitas (quote from "the boondock saints")
Now you will receive us. We do not ask for your poor or your hungry. We do not want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim. It is your evil that will be saught by us. With every breath we shall hunt them down. Each day we will spill their blood ‘til it rains down from the skies. Do not kill, do not rape, to not steal. These are principles, which every man of every faith can embrace. These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost. There are varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption, into our domain. But if you do you, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three, and on that day, you will reap it. And we will send you to whatever god you wish. And shepherds we shall be, for thee my Lord for thee, power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly ca! rry out thy command. We shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
The Perfect Phrase (quote from "Les poupees russes")
Wendy - You are the perfect guy.
Xavier - You're making a mistake... I'm really not! If there is someone on earth who is a wreck, it's me.
Wendy - That's what I just said: you're a perfect guy.
Xavier - How come you're such a nice girl?
Wendy - I'm not being nice... you just happen to be the best thing that's happened to me in the past 26 years.
Xavier - I'm not sure I'm the one you're talking about. The one you think I am.
Wendy - What do you think? I know you're not always perfect. I know you have tons of problems, defects, imperfections... but who doesn't? It's just that I prefer your problems. I'm in love with your imperfections. Your imperfections are just great! I mean, you can't imagine, before I had to deal with Ed and compared to him, you're a day at the beach! I know most girls they go weak at the knees for what's beautiful, you know, that's all they see, that's all they want. But I'm not like that. I don't just see what's beautiful. I fall for the other stuff. I love what's not perfect. It's just how I am.
Xavier Narrator: Any guy with a normal constitution would have run after her. Me, I didn't move. Or, rather, it's the train that moved. I just let it.
Xavier - You're making a mistake... I'm really not! If there is someone on earth who is a wreck, it's me.
Wendy - That's what I just said: you're a perfect guy.
Xavier - How come you're such a nice girl?
Wendy - I'm not being nice... you just happen to be the best thing that's happened to me in the past 26 years.
Xavier - I'm not sure I'm the one you're talking about. The one you think I am.
Wendy - What do you think? I know you're not always perfect. I know you have tons of problems, defects, imperfections... but who doesn't? It's just that I prefer your problems. I'm in love with your imperfections. Your imperfections are just great! I mean, you can't imagine, before I had to deal with Ed and compared to him, you're a day at the beach! I know most girls they go weak at the knees for what's beautiful, you know, that's all they see, that's all they want. But I'm not like that. I don't just see what's beautiful. I fall for the other stuff. I love what's not perfect. It's just how I am.
Xavier Narrator: Any guy with a normal constitution would have run after her. Me, I didn't move. Or, rather, it's the train that moved. I just let it.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
....
Quiero aclarar algo. Este blog es una cronica, no una opinion. lo q comente del "tan respetuoso e diplomatico" fueron opiniones de otros. si hay quejas favor dirigirlas a: Norsken (Niklas Aronsson, H3, Tingvalla), Tåmpa (Tomas Jansson, H3, Tingvalla) y el tipo q no conocia q tuve q preguntar el nombre (jakob hederos, EKFS 1-4 årskurs, SÄG). Notese como en el blog no hay calumnias, dado q eso fue lo q me dijeron, y ellos lo comprobaran, no declare nada, no dije q tenian razon, ni q estaba de acuerdo. Eso es mi opinion, y por lo tanto no pertenece en un resumen de mi dia. Eso paso, y estoy seguro q declarar actos y citar a personas, q en realidad si sucedieron y si se dijeron, no se considera como calumnia. Si considera q las opiniones deberian ser cambiadas, con mucho gusto puede contactar a las personas q las declararon. Pero estoy seguro q en alguna parte se dice q cada uno puede tener su opinion. Dado que ellos pudieron decir calumnias, o que estaban borrachos (como dicen "Los niños y los borrachos siempre dicen la verdad.") y era el alcohol hablando, no significa que el acto de que ellos actuaron en tal forma y que dijeron tal cosa desaparezca de la faz de la tierra. Yo estuve ahi. Sobrio y tomando una entrevista mental hecha a mi dia, y mi dia relato lo sucedido.
Ahora, veo q es muy diplomatico y no pone su nombre en nada, como sabra, si me quiere insultar, puede ponerlo en una carta firmada con nombre y direccion y con gusto la recibire, pero cosas tan infantiles como insultarme bajo otros nombres, i.e. Satanás, Gladys, chupamela, o el hecho de crear una cuenta de Hotmail, con el solo proposito de insultarme, son bastante infantiles. Diplomatico no creo q sea la palabra, preguntele a cualquiera, eso es infantil. Muchos me han dicho q eso es miedo, pero eso no sere yo el q lo comprobare. Otros dicen que es envidia, pero segun los comentarios el envidioso soy yo, tonz eso tampoco podria ser verdad. La anonimidad no da licencia de matar, tampoco es que su persona sera apedreada por poner su nombre bajo sus palabras. Estamos en los tiempos modernos, donde la anonimidad no existe, en el internet, existen IP's (internet protocols) que son unicos, el hecho de realizar una accion en internet guarda la direccion en un FTP (en este caso, de blogger). Esa direccion concuerda, con un servidor, con un area, con un router y sus respectivas direcciones DNS. Por lo tanto, se encuentra una unica computadora en el mundo con esa direccion. Esa fue una pequeña leccion de anonimidad en el internet, espero que haya entendido, o sino, es irrelevante. Talvez, un grafiti en la pared habria sido mas anonimo, pero la anonimidad, no merece respeto alguno. La anonimidad exigiendo respeto, sin base alguna, es casi como un carro pidiendo velocidad sin ruedas.
Al respecto de la censura, es mi blog, yo tengo el derecho a censurar lo que yo quiera, principalmente chiquitos (o chiquiTicos como lo quiera considerar) q no saben lo q es insultar bajo su propio nombre y se ocultan bajo la anonimidad. Yo, Emilio Monge (no me oculto bajo otros nombres, si quiere mas informacion, por favor contacteme), no apruebo cosas inmaduras en mi flog. Vea como su ultimo comentario si fue aprobado, dado q no tenia tono de inmadurez, aunq debo decir q desp de los otros me sorprendio. Mi nivel es chiquitito, el tono de rascismo en sus insultos/comments, es sorprendente. Y nunk realize una critica, simplemente narre los hechos de un dia, dado el caso lo q yo escribo es casi q un diario, no un articulo.
Tambien le deseo que le vaya muy bien en la vida. Y si mi blog trata de una persona, la persona tendra q leer y respetuosamente criticar, pero los insultos solo causan q uno mantenga lo escrito. Cito su comentario: "Respetá como los demás te respetan." Lo dice la persona q clama q: "deberias mejorar tu inglés" (lastima q todos los q lo tienen de madre materna estan desacuerdo, pero cuando el experto habla, es cierto), "que se puede esperar de alguien que viene de un pais bananero como el tuyo" (puede q mi pais distribuya bananos al mundo, pero por lo menos no exporta inmadurez), "en otro sitio solo te hubiesen admitido de lavacopas o botones" (me pregunto si aceptaran mis notas de la universidad, q me dan beca, o mi posible nota de ensayo del toefl de 280/300, naah, no creo), "que bueno que no publicas fotos de tu cara, le ahorras a la vida y al "universe" un gran disgusto" (ahh bueno, que dicha q no me considero guapo), "negro sucio" (uhhh esto si que merece trabajar en AFS, organizacion de union mundial, creo q racismo no esta en los requisitos), "mejor cortate el cabello" (jajajaja no ya se, mejor me hago un peinado homosexual, talvez asi me acepten mas), "el piojo mas pequeño lo usan para montar a caballo" (ahh? que? no se xq pero esto no logra insultarme) "hasta pareces un vagabundo" (maldicion, tanto q he intentado demostrar lo q soy), "Nombre: chupamela" (no se si sera su nombre, pero creo q su madre debio haberlo pensado mejor), "negro sucio y cagon, no tenes bolas mas afrontar que sos un muerto de hambre que viene del subdesarrallo" (awww, esto tiene escrito amor por todas partes), "Nombre: jajajaj" (creo q hubo un error, creo q la mama solo se estaba riendo, no era el nombre decidido), "lo que quieres es mamar pene, inmigrante de baja calaña" (esta tiiiiiiiiiiiiiene que ir en el curriculum a afs argentina, estoy seguro q se sentiran felices de aceptar a tal persona, no se preocupe, yo le hago el favor de informarles, soy muy buena persona), "Nombre: que te sirva" (no entendi, talvez es q quiere que el comment me sirva, pues si, me alegro el dia, nunk me rei tanto con tan pocas palabras), "es increible lo que puede hacer la envidia, no?" (esta tuuuve q contarsela a mis amigos, esta tiene q ser la mejor parte de todo, cuando encuentre que le envidio, me avisa, ok? ;-) ), "la sabras mejor q nadie" (yo conozco la envidia, una vez oi q no se puede ser envidioso y feliz a la misma vez, yo soy muy feliz por cierto, y definitivamente se nota que su persona es muy feliz por todos estos comentarios, o me equivoco?), "espero que puedas vivir tranquilo, porque los envidiosos jamas lo logra, de tan pendientes que estan de los demas" (yo tranquilamente vivire, pero creo q es saludable q deje de estar tan pendiente de mi, ya sabe, por leer mi blog y eso, es para mis amigos, la gente que quiero, lastimosamente, tmb entran los envidiosso, que al parecer jamas lo logran, pero uno logro entrar a mi blog ;-) ) .
Pense que nada seria mas divertido, pero responderlo al parecer lo fue.
Al respecto a lo de que no puedo escribir nada sobre personas sin autorizacion. Si fuera asi, cada segunda vez que apreto la tecla "Enter" tendria q hacer 3 preguntas. La escritura trata de gente sea de buena forma o de mala forma, sea de amigos o de enemigos. La muestra de caracter es como cada uno responde a eso. Lastimosamente, usando la calificacion sueca, esos comentarios merecen un IG. (aunq el ultimo comentario pasa por VG) Margaret Chase dijo " La cobardia moral que nos previene de decir lo q tenemos en la mente, es tan peligrosa hacia este pais como hablar irresponsablemente. La manera correcta, no es siempre la popular y la facil. Defender el derecho cuando es impopular, es una verdadera prueba de caracter moral." Por lo tanto, hablare lo que tenga en la cabeza, sea popular o impopular, a veces alguien necesita decir lo q otros tienen en la mente pero no se atreven a decir.
Como ud dijo "saludos fraternales."
(people in organizations who want this translated to english, please contact me)
Ahora, veo q es muy diplomatico y no pone su nombre en nada, como sabra, si me quiere insultar, puede ponerlo en una carta firmada con nombre y direccion y con gusto la recibire, pero cosas tan infantiles como insultarme bajo otros nombres, i.e. Satanás, Gladys, chupamela, o el hecho de crear una cuenta de Hotmail, con el solo proposito de insultarme, son bastante infantiles. Diplomatico no creo q sea la palabra, preguntele a cualquiera, eso es infantil. Muchos me han dicho q eso es miedo, pero eso no sere yo el q lo comprobare. Otros dicen que es envidia, pero segun los comentarios el envidioso soy yo, tonz eso tampoco podria ser verdad. La anonimidad no da licencia de matar, tampoco es que su persona sera apedreada por poner su nombre bajo sus palabras. Estamos en los tiempos modernos, donde la anonimidad no existe, en el internet, existen IP's (internet protocols) que son unicos, el hecho de realizar una accion en internet guarda la direccion en un FTP (en este caso, de blogger). Esa direccion concuerda, con un servidor, con un area, con un router y sus respectivas direcciones DNS. Por lo tanto, se encuentra una unica computadora en el mundo con esa direccion. Esa fue una pequeña leccion de anonimidad en el internet, espero que haya entendido, o sino, es irrelevante. Talvez, un grafiti en la pared habria sido mas anonimo, pero la anonimidad, no merece respeto alguno. La anonimidad exigiendo respeto, sin base alguna, es casi como un carro pidiendo velocidad sin ruedas.
Al respecto de la censura, es mi blog, yo tengo el derecho a censurar lo que yo quiera, principalmente chiquitos (o chiquiTicos como lo quiera considerar) q no saben lo q es insultar bajo su propio nombre y se ocultan bajo la anonimidad. Yo, Emilio Monge (no me oculto bajo otros nombres, si quiere mas informacion, por favor contacteme), no apruebo cosas inmaduras en mi flog. Vea como su ultimo comentario si fue aprobado, dado q no tenia tono de inmadurez, aunq debo decir q desp de los otros me sorprendio. Mi nivel es chiquitito, el tono de rascismo en sus insultos/comments, es sorprendente. Y nunk realize una critica, simplemente narre los hechos de un dia, dado el caso lo q yo escribo es casi q un diario, no un articulo.
Tambien le deseo que le vaya muy bien en la vida. Y si mi blog trata de una persona, la persona tendra q leer y respetuosamente criticar, pero los insultos solo causan q uno mantenga lo escrito. Cito su comentario: "Respetá como los demás te respetan." Lo dice la persona q clama q: "deberias mejorar tu inglés" (lastima q todos los q lo tienen de madre materna estan desacuerdo, pero cuando el experto habla, es cierto), "que se puede esperar de alguien que viene de un pais bananero como el tuyo" (puede q mi pais distribuya bananos al mundo, pero por lo menos no exporta inmadurez), "en otro sitio solo te hubiesen admitido de lavacopas o botones" (me pregunto si aceptaran mis notas de la universidad, q me dan beca, o mi posible nota de ensayo del toefl de 280/300, naah, no creo), "que bueno que no publicas fotos de tu cara, le ahorras a la vida y al "universe" un gran disgusto" (ahh bueno, que dicha q no me considero guapo), "negro sucio" (uhhh esto si que merece trabajar en AFS, organizacion de union mundial, creo q racismo no esta en los requisitos), "mejor cortate el cabello" (jajajaja no ya se, mejor me hago un peinado homosexual, talvez asi me acepten mas), "el piojo mas pequeño lo usan para montar a caballo" (ahh? que? no se xq pero esto no logra insultarme) "hasta pareces un vagabundo" (maldicion, tanto q he intentado demostrar lo q soy), "Nombre: chupamela" (no se si sera su nombre, pero creo q su madre debio haberlo pensado mejor), "negro sucio y cagon, no tenes bolas mas afrontar que sos un muerto de hambre que viene del subdesarrallo" (awww, esto tiene escrito amor por todas partes), "Nombre: jajajaj" (creo q hubo un error, creo q la mama solo se estaba riendo, no era el nombre decidido), "lo que quieres es mamar pene, inmigrante de baja calaña" (esta tiiiiiiiiiiiiiene que ir en el curriculum a afs argentina, estoy seguro q se sentiran felices de aceptar a tal persona, no se preocupe, yo le hago el favor de informarles, soy muy buena persona), "Nombre: que te sirva" (no entendi, talvez es q quiere que el comment me sirva, pues si, me alegro el dia, nunk me rei tanto con tan pocas palabras), "es increible lo que puede hacer la envidia, no?" (esta tuuuve q contarsela a mis amigos, esta tiene q ser la mejor parte de todo, cuando encuentre que le envidio, me avisa, ok? ;-) ), "la sabras mejor q nadie" (yo conozco la envidia, una vez oi q no se puede ser envidioso y feliz a la misma vez, yo soy muy feliz por cierto, y definitivamente se nota que su persona es muy feliz por todos estos comentarios, o me equivoco?), "espero que puedas vivir tranquilo, porque los envidiosos jamas lo logra, de tan pendientes que estan de los demas" (yo tranquilamente vivire, pero creo q es saludable q deje de estar tan pendiente de mi, ya sabe, por leer mi blog y eso, es para mis amigos, la gente que quiero, lastimosamente, tmb entran los envidiosso, que al parecer jamas lo logran, pero uno logro entrar a mi blog ;-) ) .
Pense que nada seria mas divertido, pero responderlo al parecer lo fue.
Al respecto a lo de que no puedo escribir nada sobre personas sin autorizacion. Si fuera asi, cada segunda vez que apreto la tecla "Enter" tendria q hacer 3 preguntas. La escritura trata de gente sea de buena forma o de mala forma, sea de amigos o de enemigos. La muestra de caracter es como cada uno responde a eso. Lastimosamente, usando la calificacion sueca, esos comentarios merecen un IG. (aunq el ultimo comentario pasa por VG) Margaret Chase dijo " La cobardia moral que nos previene de decir lo q tenemos en la mente, es tan peligrosa hacia este pais como hablar irresponsablemente. La manera correcta, no es siempre la popular y la facil. Defender el derecho cuando es impopular, es una verdadera prueba de caracter moral." Por lo tanto, hablare lo que tenga en la cabeza, sea popular o impopular, a veces alguien necesita decir lo q otros tienen en la mente pero no se atreven a decir.
Como ud dijo "saludos fraternales."
(people in organizations who want this translated to english, please contact me)
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