hobbes in the web, imagine myself without.

Why is there something rather than nothing?

2011-12-01T10:24:00.001-04:00

Why not?

Let's supposed there IS nothing; why must that be stable. Can there truly be nothing, and yet have the illusion of existence? To me, the previous two lines attempt to make the question analogous to asking whether black holes radiate. I will admit that is why the notion of a multiverse where strong interpretations of the anthropic principal are discarded.

I would guess all active minds hypothesize over this question, which could be argued to be THE existential question, and we all adapt our lives and grow to come to terms with our answers. Taking this as true, I could perfectly understand how conflicting opinions might seem intimidating and possibly quite threatening to our psyche and our interpretation of the world we live in; but I am never the less inclined and curious to hear what anyone else would answer to the question of life the universe and everything...

All this was born from Steven Colbert's interview of Niel Tyson which was a wonderful conversation about the current position of science in the United States. At the end of the video you can hear Dr. Niel's answer to the question; what is yours?

The world.

2011-11-21T02:50:00.001-04:00

Who want to talk about the strong anthropic principal, the multiverse, the possibility that our universal constants are not so universal; "The Gods Themselves" and the inevitability of heat death?

Sideways we dance.

2011-11-21T02:18:00.001-04:00

Forward the doctrine. Forward the illusion.

Backwards the thought. Backwards the true-self.

Forwards the bought-self. Forwards my custom rims.

Backwards from where they were built.

Join us in creating true-aesthetic. pre-packaged shiny toys you can pour your soul into and be proud of how it can actually fit there.

Forget, the essence of our minds, the joy of empathy, the power of sharing.

The search for truth, the beauty of comprehension. Those singular timeless moments that can't be bought; can't be sold and yet are everything but fleeting! they are scarce, but eternal.

Your first kiss, your first proof, your first love, your best friend. That moment, you first realized you actually fit somewhere, those times you felt loved; needed, valued!

In as far as being the most playful and social animal, we could take so much better care of our kin. How do we un-attach ourselves from the pack, for a toy; how do we so easily hurt each other; ignore each other. I am sorry for being undeservingly mean!

Ayari meets Utah

2011-09-20T20:54:00.000-04:00

My wife wrote a series of posts on her blog regarding the past month we were sightseeing in USA (An extended-cuasi-honeymoon of sorts!)..

Here is the first post in the Saga appropriately titled: Ayari meets Utah.

Hurdling Towards The Morrow

2011-08-19T12:22:00.000-04:00

The Sun is setting on our backs as we race into the night which swoops like a tidal wave of darkness upon us. At break neck speed, we stumble and fall, chills and unknown shapes streak by as we enter this cold unwelcoming sea calling for head and caution lest we stray, we pray to see the next day.

In this new night which now engrosses us, we must choose between abandoning our brothers to a base existence, or carry them with us, under the wings of our knowing, as we brave the night of this upcoming social change, where our degrees of interconnectedness span the billions and our bodies and minds are challenged by machines for our ability to contributions through work or labor.

Entitlement vs. autonomy; sloth vs. greed.

As we will soon be swallowed in the dark woods of our own achievements and ambitions, I can still catch the glimmering dawn to which we will rise. Then, we shall find ourselves emancipated from the drudgeries of the mundane; having won ourselves the freedom from laboring for our survival.

Worrying (stress)

2011-08-03T10:02:00.002-04:00

Even in this motivational diagram, it seems to me worrying comes at the question marks.. when you have to give the answer?

Do you have a problem, really?
Can you solve it, really?

After you've decided, it's all fun and dandy isn't it? isn't it?

Votos Nupciales

2011-07-26T01:18:00.001-04:00

Hice un compromiso, un pacto, juré unos votos el día de mi matrimonio; por eso públicamente exhibo mi compromismo:

Ayari María, quiero compartir mi vida contigo.
quiero embarcar, rumbo a nuestros sueños,
en un camino de felicidad, respeto, solidaridad, y crecimiento
en el que nuestras sonrisas impulsen las velas,
nuestra moralidad nos sirva de compás
mientras nuestros sueños brillan en el cielo
y se reflejan en nuestros corazones
mientras observamos el paisaje de nuestras vidas.

Sé que no podría suplicarle a los dioses una mejor compañera
una mejor mujer, una mejor persona que tú para este viaje.
Me enamora siempre tu sonrisa y la felicidad que traes al mundo.
No exijo mas que echar raíces a tu lado y crear nuestra familia,
ver las hojas del otoño caer y envejecer a tu lado.

Ayari María, hoy, si me aceptas, prometo serte fiel,
dedicar mi trabajo y sueños a ti y a nosotros,
durante la primavera y el invierno,
proveer mi alma y esfuerzo a este viaje nuevo, a este árbol
regar las raíces.
Navegar, crecer, contigo.

Te amo.

Sports and Exercise

2011-07-25T15:05:00.000-04:00

Wow, don't I feel productive today; I can only assume it's because I spent yesterday riding my bike up a mountain!

Even with the mounting evidence one still wonder how come finding the time to actually exercising is so hard.....

Towards being humane.

2011-04-22T11:12:00.000-04:00

If you manage to then see both the forest and the trees; the interplay and dynamics of your actions in society. If you see your role in Big History you'll see that the Total Perspective Vortex isn't such a scary thing at all... but more of a liberating state of freedom, life-choice, self-fulfillment and self-growth. As humans, as life forms, as part of the universe it is to somehow work against entropy.

Trust, cooperation, aid and understanding are the fundamental achievements of our race; teaching, justice and love are the tools with which we have provided them. I am humbled and marveled by the individual, astonished and empowered by the collective and have nothing but great expectations for our future.

La marea

2011-04-15T12:00:00.003-04:00

El sol deja sombras de las horas que pasan
en otra sombra, la de tus pechos y tu mirada
el sol de tus pupilas me recuenta nuestras vidas

poblamos las playas de arena y florecimos los corales
me escuché en los caracoles dejando mis cantos en tu oreja
nunca me dejaste demasiado sin esa mirada que calentaba mis labios
besamos nuestras caricias y rendimos homenaje al amor solidario

que bello es ser querido, y compartido
entregados a nueva vida;
sos mi destino.

Cultura en Peligro de Extinción

2010-12-14T10:40:00.001-04:00

Que queda de nuestra cultura?

Que parte, y adonde aún no hemos sido consumidos por las supersticiones e innecesaria agresión Haitiana? O por el pretencioso materialismo importado desde Nueva York?

Que nos haremos cuando la reacción a estas presiones es salir huyendo? Cuando los más hábiles y fuertes rehusan tomar el rol de líder y emigran dejando a la ciudadanía en manos de chacales?

Cuando la educación y la transmición de valores toma segundo plano bajo la fama y el enriquesimiento incondicional

Somos todos culpables de nuestra condición nacional:

Los derrotistas quienes esperan por el fin de todo tranquilos en la esquina
Los tigueres y ladrones inconsientes incapaces de ver las consecuencias futuras de sus acciones.
La clase social superior, que se acomoda y conforma con un pueblo incapacitado, vapiros depredadores del esfuerzo mecánico del hombre
La clase media que elige desertar, emigrar y delegar el problema que entiende no le corresponde
La clase baja, que corroida por hambre no se molesta en apreder a escribir o multiplicar
Los familiares en el extranjero quienes envían dinero a personas que podrían ser auto-suficientes y promueven la dependencia a la caridad y los regalos

Nuestro sentimiento nacionalista es virtualmente inexistente, la facilidad con la cuál reconocemos mejores oportunidades en el exterior, con la que motivamos a nuestros seres queridos a que salgan de aquel 'infierno'. En mi generación, el status quo es sobre quienes no pudieon salir, no es aceptada la noción de elegir permanecer allá. Para mi es algo triste y verdaderamente lamentable estar en el proceso de ver una cultura desaparecer, o cambiar hasta ser irreconocible. Me pregunto que pasará alrededor del mundo con estas enormes preciones interculturales y en medio de esta crisis global de la moral.

Alba del Alma

2010-12-11T04:05:00.000-04:00

Quiero conocer el mundo,

conocer el universo, el pasado.

Vivir el futuro;

quiero ser parte de cada hueso humano;

de mi padre que fué y mi hijo que será.

Sentir la lluvia, oler la niebla.

En neptuno: ver las lunas sobre el mar;

quiero crecer hasta ayer, dejando raizes en el hoy de mis nietos nacer

compartirme con la sávila, un frac, el polvo y el azar.

llorar el vacio, o la sed o simplemente olividar.

Quiero confirmar el no Noóvulo

Poslodocosmos concreto e irrefutable yang.

Ser del pulpo: tentáculo y del mar: coral,

hasta que hierba en hombre y sepa a-mar.

Con sal en los labios amaré tus costas desnudas;

desplomado y seco, destruido, arrastrando el grito interno:

gracias por tu libertad!

Nuevo Rostro - Octavio Paz

2010-12-06T14:39:00.001-04:00

NUEVO ROSTRO

La noche borra noches en tu rostro,
Derrama aceites en tus secos párpados,
Quema en tu frente el pensamiento
Y atrás del pensamiento la memoria.

Entre las sombras que te anegan
Otro rostro amanece.
Y siento que a mi lado
No eres tú la que duerme,
Sino la niña aquella que fuiste
Y que esperaba sólo que durmieras
Para volver y conocerme.

Octavio Paz

Pasión

2010-11-01T23:49:00.001-04:00

Bañarme en tu luz,
deslumbrante, espeza,
cargando una aroma de roble o incienso,
entrando en ciclos a la primavera,
al valle de tu fertilidad.

Con un llanto gurrutal,
nacido del deseo,
madrugas siendo selva.
Me ciegas, me hipnotizas.

Me devoras. Impacientes,
salvajes, tú y tu sexo
consumen su victima.

Que deliciosa muerte;
sabiendo que de mis manos
nacerán flores,
de mi pecho arboles,
y en tus bosques eternos amores.

Orthogonal

2010-11-01T23:48:00.001-04:00

Science and religion are orthogonal in that they do not clash. The same as your dreams and waking life co-exist.

In their winding roads, a scholar and a preist may become best friends and share their joys and experiences, but there world view could never be equal; one sees angels, spritis and prophets while the other sees comets, quasars and the experiment.

Ted Haggard - Richard Dawkins Interview Uncut?

2010-10-12T03:11:00.001-04:00

Seriously???

Again, seriously???

Viaje Fallido.

2010-10-12T00:13:00.003-04:00

Me venció una montañita... Aún estoy decepcionado conmigo mismo. Mis hermanos no me lo perdonarían. Kurt!! No me hubieras dejado devolverme, cuando estaba a menos de 2 km de la meta....

el cambio más bajito

Que verguenza... Pero lo volveré a intentar en 2 semanas. No me dejaré ahí...

Comming back down...

El Lado Oscuro del Corazón (the movie)

2010-10-10T14:45:00.002-04:00

Viaje hacia y retornando de Provo

2010-09-27T00:13:00.004-04:00

Este viaje fué el más largo que he hecho en mucho tiempo...

Fué un total de apróximadamente 70 kilometros, que completé en más o menos 4 horas. Si dividen encontraran un promedio un poco bajito, pero mi defensa es que tenía que revisar las direcciones a cada momento. Encontré la famosa calle por la que debía coger cuando me perdí la primera vez que intenté el segmento de retorno...

También descubrí que el puente por el que debía cruzar estaba en reparación o almenos aún no estaba terminado; y no fué nada agradable cruzar ese pedazo a las 9 de la noche con frío y sin luz... había preguntado por un Inn antés de llegar al susodicho, ya que la luna no terminaba de salir y la temperatura había bajado 10 grados en los últimos 30 minutos.. Estaba dispuesto a 'call it a day' y continuar al otro día; con calma y con luz... pero me dijeron que habría un Comfort Inn en la próxima salida.. resulta que lo que había era el puente; y nada, lo cruzé. Poco despues salió un bella luna menguante, practicamente completa, naranja y luminosa, que fué mi guía por los 25 kilometros restantes del viaje.

Al final del viaje, y como todo final satisfactorio para una aventura de ciclismo celebré buscando lomas que escalar en el pueblo de destino! El próximo viaje será en Payson Canyon.

Fermi's Paradox and it's insights outside of space-time

2010-09-19T02:59:00.000-04:00

The jury is still out on the exact probability with which civilizations arise in a galaxy, but Fermi's paradox is a very true, and important question.

After science feels confident on a more precise estimate for the probability of the development of civilization, and we have either: evidence of other civilizations, or a more accurate calculation of what is expected, I believe the results may be used in connection with the Simulation Argument. That is: If we never find extra-terrestrial life, it should a strong argument to believe we are running inside a simulation.

Yes, I am aware fermi's paradox, and the simulation argument are rather orthogonal, but you must accept there is at least SOME interplay here.

Cycling...

2010-09-18T21:59:00.003-04:00

Its funny sometimes when you get back to your roots, and find yourself in such a comfortable position, that feeling of homelyness; plus its healthy!

The trip from Provo was a whole other story though... got lost twice, ran around in circles, both tiresw got flats with a total of 7 holes, did the repairs myself, and finally made it back home 5 hours later. It was just one of those days...

I remember the first time I was challenged to respond: "Why is there something rather than nothing"

2010-09-11T02:59:00.000-04:00

I was about 16, and started my answer with: "Why not?"; its been an interesting progression since then. I had just read Stephan Hawkings' Brief History of time, so I was repeating these very notions. Later on, discussing with my grandfather how the anthropic principal was just misguided reasoning. I guess conscious atheists go through this process of liberation and humanization; an emotional situation Andre Comte-Sponville refers to as Joyful Despair.

I Love Life

2010-08-29T02:38:00.005-04:00

Its amazing how reality can just dig deep into your bones and wrench existence itself up to the border of your skin, where it sizzles and raises your hairs to the tone of electrified stem cell marrow!

That delicate balance of breathing; of self-awareness, of being able to fight for confirmation of your own objective presence.

To me life is here for its own sake, existence is self-contained, each day is a self-endowed gift to be shared and cherished.

I live to fight, i fight to live, I live to think, I think therefore I am, and I am here to share myself, this glorious day, and this glorious life; no mater how short with who ever chooses to listen; and I will tell you this: I am in love with living, its an intoxicating experience to see the sun rise each day and fuel this greenhouse paradise of bonsai pets and thousand year old oaks!

Poem 63

2010-08-21T13:41:00.006-04:00

Quiero inundarte de mis sentimientos, mi conocimiento, mi espiritú,
quiero ahogarme en tí; para así poder vivir de tí, conocerme, re-encontrarme en tí.

Quiero darte vida, ser inciencio que se mezcla con tu aurora,
que brilla detrás de tus ojos, y sale por tus labios
en besos desgarradores que a cambio recibo.

Quiero compartirme contigo, sabiendo que endulsas hasta mis pasos con simplemente acompañarme.
Andar a tu lado, aquí en tu interior donde tus labios siempre me seducen,
tu sonrisa abarca todo mi horizonte y me miras con ojos de estrella.

Book Idea

2010-08-11T12:37:00.002-04:00

I have an idea for a book:

Life, throughout death. A chain of events (though a thousand years) in which a begger's exists changed the future world as we know it.

Would you read it?