Back to basics.

I spend all my teenage years reading the new scientist. I have been back to buy it now....
It took me seven years to get hooked to it again I feel like going back to my old self after a long detour.
It all sure feels good... I realised I was a lot more mature at 16 than 21 gess now at 27 things have synched up.

Lunch: Kajun chicken Bagette from Luna.

Tidal waves don't beg forgiveness as the old Perl Jam went; the preasure comes and goes iterations follow. Trains come and go. Life is something about patterns that have to be harvested. Life is about sequence, details, completeness and Karma. It could be about many other things, but this few ones do some up quite well what things are like for me today.

Went back to blogging as you can see but none of the black Brimingham is there. I guess I need to right. To express, to explore, lets do it here, lets do it now.

I Would have never though that I would be happy buying a sofa. I guess is one of those things that happens in life at one stage or the other.

Because I know I will get visits I put up a picture of it in flickr and a url to an ical so people can see when it is available... Overbooking prohibited.... well famous last words. Link to picture and calendar: http://tinyurl.com/kh7yj

Something happened at work.... a few ports got blocked.... a lot of memories where resucitated... Oh the joys of IP tunneling and forwarding. Oh the joys of the intelectual raced for shielded connectivity. Oh the joys of software.... may they enlighten us for long long long.

In a week and a few hours I will be celebrating a very weird first aniversary. In effect it will be one year that I have been working. In the last year I have realised that alot of things have changed in my life. The first few moments where full of uncertainties, lacking confidence and full of fear. They where nothing but the continuation of the month of unsettlement that the summer had represented. Then step after step tings got better. First in the reunion with my-girlfriend. We got together in november and that changed my way of looking at life in a great way. Then we decided to movein together, with an associated series of bumps. Well I got kicked out like a dog from the house that I had lived so long in. I managed to loose contact with one of my friends shortly after. Then came spring and the early incertainties of my new co-existence. I never thought how difficult co-exiting is. It is a mutual effort in controling oneself, ones feelings, not to change but to enable the freedoms of the other.

Then there is the whole discovery of the all so tricky work/life balance. I guess that for someone that is pasionate about what I do like me this those pose some challenges. Even in this homehow difficult exercise I got the whole support and reasurance from my girlfriend.

I guess that throughout this year it has been the realisation that life is a perpetual evolution and has to be taken as it comes. Embracing the present with what it brings and being cautious of all the false friends that may appear. Not being worried about re-discovering oneself in each and every step of the way. All of the changes that have appeared are here to stay, its the introduction of another plane that will in effect not change. Well if this is as good as it gets... I feel truly blessed for the people and the circunstances that surround me. I feel truly blessed for the reciprocal love that I experience making the road ahead only better.

Ti Amo. Lo Sai?

For all my sins I beg forgiveness. From all those that I have offended I beg to be forgiven. The heart is always heavy when the damage has been realised. The heart is always heavy.

The worse damage is that one done on full knowledge of it yet pursued and pushed to the point of no return. The more you love a person the more you hurt them, and that is the worse of it all.

You can only hurt those that care about you, those that you should hurt the less. The remainder of the universe is completely irrelevant but for those people. Yet they are the ones that you hurt the most.

Crazy situatuation it is to only hurt those that you love. Crazy situation it is to only be hurt by those that you love. I beg forgiveness for it all.

And again people have died in a violent maner in the rich parts of the world. And again we have all been reminded of the frailty of the human. And again a thousend stories emerge from the events. The stories have now, the day after, consolidated leaving the confusions of the early moments behind as a caracteristics of this event. Everyone's story was different yet most people had a story to realte it to, we have all seen it before, yet this time as always, its different.

In this times in which atomic cretinism with its inherent bi-polar view, not only of the world but, of ideas difficult problems are hard to solve. Terrorism is not the problem, its the symptom of a far more complex problem.

When the strong inequalities that the present world offers are stomped out, when all humans are just that, human, then perhaps answers will be found. Then perhaps the real solutions the complex yet beautiful answers will be found and applied.

Many feelings ran through me yesterday only to find comfort that those that I love where out of harm, it saddens me deeply that not everyone is this wonderfull city can say the same.

In the mean time how many people have to die? How many more inocent victims have to be made in the name of fighting a sympton and not the main cause of the problem? How many more?