cainKuri: 2022

20221229

Sueño, Apocalipsis en loop (app)

Todo comenzó al querer ayudar a las primeras naciones, inuk e inuus, el Gobierno los había aislado porque querían encontrar información sobre una visión que tuvieron. Un cuadro, una imagen que guardaban celosamente sobre el final de los tiempos. Era como grabada en piedra y databa desde hace millones de años de acuerdo a la prueba que le hicieron de carbono 14.

Era un grupo de personas donde podíamos ver claramente personas de las tribus con sus típicas vestimentas junto con personas con ropa de ésta era. Lois investigadores buscaba información acerca de esa imagen. Cómo fue posible realizar una imagen milenios antes, en una reproducción como esa. Razón que explicaba porque mucha gente de las primeras naciones habían muerto.

El Gobierno había descubierto que parte de éste grupo estaba relacionado con un grupo de rebeldes y un laboratorio.

En la investigación del documental que realizaba la persona con la que iba había sido «escaneada» y resultaba que el patrón de sus ojos se repetía cada miles de años. De esta manera habían descubierto quienes eran los otros del grupo. Al parecer no totalmente ellos pero había algo en la escala genética.

Llegué al laboratorio y yo hacía preguntas regulares. Parecía que mis preguntas les ayudaban a reflexionar entre ellos mismos, así que eventualmente me dejaban asistir a sus reuniones. Más tarde supe que el Gobierno tenía rastreadores en todas las personas y que de hecho, éste grupo de lo único que trataban era de cómo ser libres. Si, el laboratorio trabajaba con personas de las primeras naciones para ayudarles en general con las condiciones de vida en sus comunidades.

El propósito del Gobierno trackeando a todas las personas era para aislarlas y hacer que la reproducción de esa piedra imagen no se realizara. Asegurar que esa reunión nunca se lleve acabo. Una imagen que no se sabe cómo se obtuvo ni cómo se generó pero que describía el final de la vida como la conocemos.

Unas cápsulas criogénicas

Más tarde descubrí que habían unas cápsulas criogénicas que el laboratorio estaba desarrollando. Sponsoreado por el Gobierno, Las personas de las primeras naciones seguían muriendo. Llegué a sentirme muy conectado con muchos de ellos al conocerlos cada vez más a cada día que pasaba.

Fade out. Negro.

Dentro de la caja criogenica podíamos caminar y mirar al mundo desde afuera.

Pude ver como todo se acababa, como todos morian, y yo lo único que tenía era el tiempo del mundo. Así que comencé a pintar en la pared de la caja criogenica, a detalle, el recuerdo de las personas con las que hice conexiones, lazos extraordinarios.

De cierta forma mi cuerpo adquiría los nutrientes suficientes a través del aire. Sobre la tecnología, parecía que vivíamos dentro de una computadora, como si nuestro cuerpo estuviera suspendido pero nuestra mente conectada a una computadora donde todos nuestros pensamientos se almacenaban.

Aquí pasa algo se acaba el texto en la aplicación.

TearDrop - MASSIVE ATTACK

Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me, makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Night, night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my

Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

You're stumbling in the dark
You're stumbling in the dark

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Andrew Vowles / Elizabeth Fraser / Grantley Marshall / Robert Del Naja

"No one is perfect" is a wrong idea.

The sentence "No one is perfect" lack of solution, drops any effort to make things right and erase any learning. Is the easy way to repeat the same mistake and repeat the same sentence again and again. The sentence is not uplifting by itself, seems the opposite.

Many of us in life have made mistakes, big or small. We all don’t know everything that we should know, and most certainly we are always trying to get better at something that we do.-🔽

Making mistakes is part of life. Learning from them is something we should always do.

Making mistakes helps you gain experience which in the end makes you smarter.

There is always room to make mistakes, and to learn, and to work hard, and even to grow as a person.-🔽

🔽http://www.teenink.com/opinion/social_issues_civics/article/404149/I-Believe-No-One-Is-Perfect/

So the right what to tell to your...

This post was never completed.

Again and again...

How many times we need to came back... again and again.

At the end is just to don't take control. Taking control means more time dedicated for that task.

If someone help you to do a job that they are willing to do... but they don't know how to do it... is when you need to search and do the research to create a system that is not only for them... but for the position this person will cover.

The thing is that I speak other language (mentally speaking). So you need to translate it in a language you don't master. So it will take you more time to translate, after to understand it to explain, and then to implement.

Anyway... I need to ventilate.

Just frustration is going on here. And plain ignorance. I need to face it. So... let's face it and over pass it.

Once and for all... since 8 years ago.

Apocalypse zombies and cooperative survival - Dreams

Apocalypse zombies and cooperative survival.

Run by two sides and a paradoxical organized company who created the infection and the same who runs the centers of refugees.

We work in one of the centres and we use to go out there to find survivors. To help them to bring them to the closest centre of refugees.

We use to be a couple of guys going outside.

One say we did something who compromises the security of the whole centre. We where under observation. More people with us escaped from the centre, we were leading them to another centre, we need to pass in the subway. Is where we saw the big congregation of zombies, somehow we manage to pass and we arrive at the other location. It was bigger, and we could talk with more people. There where talking about something like if it was a deja-vu, and the boss don't needed to know, so much afraid for this big boss who was running the center.

Somehow they were developing the cure and it was in the sun of this black guy. When we enter we figured out that it was a balloon and not a child and somehow I escape with it with the idea to change it later or going to another center to know if they can help me with the content. Maybe was air or something but Maria was on the computer doing something. So I needed to go. So they reach the room and I told them to stop or I will break the balloon that I was holding in my arms. So he was nice and wanted to talk to me first but me I was too afraid. After he told me to calm down, that there is something he need to tell me, something that he knows that nobody in the center knows... was about the virus.

20221110

The last day of summer

I remember when I told you that I didn't want this would be just a summer story.

I remember you told me you neither.

So the last day of summer everything changed.

The last day of summer I still don't know

I'm aware that everything changes

that we can not control

that everything have and end

but how come if never begun.

So this night of winter

I smell your smell in my hands

driving back home with a recent full moon

driving home with some words resonating in my head

I don't want to talk about it

know I ask myself if that was for ever

I don't wan to talk about it

I don't want to talk about it

Is what you choose to tell me

You told me what you chose to say

Do you feel it?

I will never know

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I feel you have magic. I was driving my way back and I touch my face, and I smelled your hands, this singular smell that I recognize as yours. Then the music was playing a song of The Cure... like very appropriate for the moment. I believe the Universe constantly send me signs. The lyrics of the song, the smell, the moments.

20221106

Sediento ahogado

A veces metálicas.

Aves extendidas con sus alas.

A las horas infinitas en el paso del tiempo.

Corta el respiro.

El apego de hasta a la vida.

Entendiendo nada pero sintiendo lo impronunciable. Sintiendolo todo.

En el viaje, en la distancia.

Entre nosotras, imaginandonos.

Sucede la vida, las horas no esperan.

El respiro del inicio.

El respiro primordial y aprender.

Aprender a soltar.

Y volver a soltar

Y caminar.

Buscando mi corazón entre la arena. Donde alguna vez calló cuando logre atravesar la aventura para ganar la experiencia.

Despertares que revelan con sus miedos la continuidad..

El sediento muriendo ahogado.

20221101

self travel

La historia de la persona en el futuro qué envía a si mismo para hacerse convencer qué time otra desicion.

Como en la batalla entre el ego y la consciencia.

Entonces el viaja a si mismo para intentar quitarse esa obsesión así mismo de su lucha entre el ego y la consciencia. Para liberarse. Quizá de si mismo. Quizá del loop al que se había atrapado de enviarse al pasado y repetir.

20221015

Message not sent

Have a good nigth. Hope peace and rest reach your heart tonigth. I'm surprised on how things turn out.

Leasson I learned

It's not the same to say :

I FEEL you are using me.

Then to say

I'm feeling used.

I heard again "the way you talk to me". Bamefuly, acusing and pointing at me.

So I ask... What is this way I talk to you? Is the entonation? It's the words I use. Then she said she doesn't know but also it's the expression of my face.

Then I'm trying to "explain" myself" that I was taking about how I feel... Somehow she in her trying to repeat what I said, she repeats words, phrases and sentences that I never said (but how she interpreted and or how she felt them)... if I tell her that i never said that... She gets angry because she felt invalidated. If I tell her that she interpreted probably in the way how she feel and not in the way I intended, she disagrees and throw me questions like "so now you know how I feel huh?, you don't know how I feel"

And then I remembered that I heard that she was taking like that about her ex.

... On anycase...

I thing I finally got why she was feeling pointed. When in my head I was only taking off myself and how I feel. Triggering is each other.

But yes, words matter. How we use them too.

20220919

Libertad Individual, Igualdad y Equidad.

Libertad Individual e Igualdad y Equidad

Libertad Individual

Aquí hay una manera fácil de entender cómo funciona la libertad.

Esta persona tomó su parte justa del pastel, desde su punto de vista, sí, es justo.

Pero afectó negativamente a otros.

Usó su libertad creando una especie de injusticia hacia los demás.

Las libertades no pueden ser utilizadas según nuestras propias voluntades individuales, ignorando las injusticias creadas para los demás.

La justicia desaparece cuando se hace daño a los demás; este pastel es un ejemplo perfecto de la mala aplicación del concepto de libertad individual.

No olvidemos nunca que nuestra libertad termina donde empieza la de los demás, nuestras acciones tienen un impacto.

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Voici une façon facile de comprendre comment la liberté fonctionne.

Cette personne a pris sa juste part de gâteau, de son point de vue oui c'est juste.

Mais a affecté les autres négativement.

Elle a utilisé sa liberté en créant une sorte d'injustice envers autrui.

Les libertés ne peuvent pas être utilisées selon nos propres volontés individuelles en se foutant des injustices créées aux autres.

La justice disparaît quand on nuit aux autres; cette tarte est un exemple parfait de mauvaise application du concept de liberté individuelle.

N'oublions jamais que notre liberté s'arrête où commence celle des autres, nos actes ont un impact.

source: ?

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Igualdad y Equidad

20220918

Friendships and Plants, a social experiment in Social Media

I just woke up and I had this idea.

The context for that, is some friendships that I think I have are not the same in both ways. Maybe I'm not a plant for them, but a decoration in their garden.

I heard that friendships are like plants that you need to put water on.

The thing is, some people are like cactus and others demand more water to be a healthy plant.

All our links / friendships are different. It makes me think that even if I like diversity, I need to know my plants.

If I have a plant that suddenly doesn't fit with my watering schedule or the amount of water that I distribute to the rest of them well, it will fade. And it's okay, probably that energy should go somewhere else.

So this is the experiment I want to do.

I will unfriend everybody on my Facebook and instead of letting Meta decide by the click of a button a friend request to "be friends", how about you actually call me or video call me and tell me why you would like to be friends on Facebook with me.

I would like to be me, the one who needs to make the call... but I think the experiment doesn't work that way. If I make a friend request, people will probably click accept and not engage in any conversation.

So there you go.

Is this another way to be a digital minimalist?

If you don't even have my phone number, you may know someone who has it. And if not, probably I'm just a savage plant that grows in your garden that you won't miss.

So referring to myself, if I don't have water and I see my plants need some, I will ask the neighbors if they can help me to have some water to keep the connection with my plants.

It's my garden. My way of taking care will reflect the type of plants will flourish.

If it's too complicated and I don't have time for "this plant", because I don't understand how much water it needs (because I never really took the time to get to know this plant) well, probably it doesn't matter for the garden you want to have.

Probably I'm just a plant that I have appeared in your garden for any reason.

In the end, it's your garden, you have to put some effort to keep it as you want.

Let's start to post this on my feed.

If we don't interact with each other, then the algorithm will take care that I will not even appear in your feed. And if with time, you realize that I unfriend you, well, it means that we never really interact. It probably was too late and the plant just faded. Who knows? Some plants can come back after a season.

But I don't think I will click on accept friend request to be "friends" just because you click on a button and don't engage in a conversation. I invite you to do so.

In the end, this is my garden too.

Exploring:

Ways to accept how I fade on others.
Becoming an observer
Acknowledge the effort I need to put in for things to happen.
Value and impact of Facebook on my life.
Is Facebook really connecting me with people?

20220909

Saturn's Moon

From the black holes of memories
tectonic forces divide my reality
feelings eclipsed from the center
air consumed by the gravity of my love

I still believe there is something possible
I still believe that there is an indication
My termoreadings sense hotspots in there
seems like It reveals volcanos of ice

From the hotspot of my heart
Below the remarkable surface
I found a geiser of boiling water
exploiting into a colder heat.

Peculiars orbits of thoughts
Elliptic forces injecting energy
Bursting into the surface
I know I'm attracted to imposible things.

20220828

Todo pasa

D A

Como la luz del cielo

C G

que nos toca las miradas

Gm D

Como la boca en fuego

De tus brazos y tus besos

Como este viaje en mi cuerpo

Como el agua entre tus dedos

C G Gm D

Como el viento entre tu pelo

Así todo pasa

G Bm A G Bm A

Como en sueños

que despierto te miraba

Y te amaba en mi almohada

Todo pasa

D A Bm G D A G

Y con todas tus fuerzas te agarras

te aferras al viento del tiempo

dímelo, dímelo,

Todo pasa

Son las flores que hablan de los sueños

y los sueños de los que despierto

en la idea del amor que yo tengo

me colapsa

20220717

La journée qui s'en vient est flambant neuve par Avec pas d'casque

Oh comme il est lourd

Le temps qui s'appelle hier

Prends-le ce diamant

Dans ma tête il est pour toi

Je promets, je promets que