Black Friday

"All men's souls are immortal, but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine."
Socrates

I watched this movie named "Immortals"

a little bit to much commercial (today, black Friday)

but very spectacular.

We wanted, for the first time, to try
what is this American thing of the Black Friday?

We did have a wonderful Thanksgiving day experience
(we really wanted to live it)

We ate, and cooked turkey and pumpink pie... and all...

                         the Thanks-giving-rock and roll details.

We wanted to belong, we were curious,

no judgment,

no predjuice

we just wanted to be part of the "Thanks-thing".

Dinner, family, movie theater, shoppin
that's why we found "Immortals" in a Black Friday.

interesting

My sister: -"oh! natta porfas! let's go to check the sales
it's already 2:00pm we are absolutamente safe"
natta: -"esta bien"

There we were, in the middle of the %80off adrenaline boost
amazing now we know why is called Black Friday,
only black and latinos around,
in fact it should be called Latin Black Friday.

The people that can afford to pay an Iphone, an Ipad or a Laptop...
well, these people who blog, twitt, and post on Facebook (with indignity)
about the absurdity of Black Friday, do not understand
how it feels not to be the most smart educated guys.

I ran to the bookstore, maybe the books are on sale.
hmmmm...  NO!?  only 20% off!?
well, ugh...this explained it all.


Feliz dia de Gracias!

 :)



n

Bill Gates and Don Francisco (what?)

I was 13 years old.
In my English class In my school In Cocoyoc;
we had to read two books (all in English).
Both of the books were small bios full of pictures.
The biographies were about Mother Teresa de Calcuta and
Bill Gates.

I love Mother Teresa and Bill Gates since then, very
very profoundly / p r o f u n d a m e n t e.

Past Saturday I was eating tacos in the Mission in San Francisco
in a Taqueria that looks very ugly but taste like oouh aaaah yei la la LAAA.
I order four tacos de Barbacoa (no manches!)
---la roja o la verde? -"las dos tan' re buenas..., pero prube la verde :) ---

In a good tipical taqueria, there is always a T.V.
I was facing the T.V.
(I was happy to see T.V. because I don't have T.V.)
I could see Don Francisco with his Sabado Gigante
I think Sabado Gigante exists since I was 5 years old?
anyway, I'm eating mis tacos...
I turn to see the T.V.
WHAT!????
Bill and Melinda Gates with Don Francisco....hmmm
QUE?!!!


I mean Bill and Melinda are such.. good persons.
I only have WOWs for them and gratitude for my school that introduced me
Bill, Mother Teresa and many more wonderful people.

love it!

haaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

arriba los tacos de Barbacoa and Bill Gates!
que chistoso episodio, que chido

:)

Good morning and running with a pair of new legs.

I woke up again (yeiiii!)
we are having  late late night rehearsals
til 12am.
I woke up very late this morning
happy, cozy, warm, con suavesito mood
(a cocoon wrap up with coconut smelly blankets)
playing with my imagination my favorite dreams
and
planing bombastic strategies for life and work.

about six things I'm absolute sure:

• I need to buy socks
• The more you focus in your own life, in the magic of your life...the happy you are.
• There is always this point where things are manifesting fast (we are living this point)
• I feel more confident, invaded with calm. I trust. 
• Christmas is coming and I hate Christmas. I need... to ...change... this.
• I found a photo of this great artist named Aimee Mullins, she doesn't have legs,  yet she is a model, an actress, a motivational speaker, a fast runner.

When I saw this photo I instantly identified myself.  

This is how immigrants feel, we suffered an invisible amputation of the image of  "one-self";

we are running behind a new identity that we so badly need to adapt, to belong and to be accepted.

No matter how rich, how poor, how much you know or how much you've studied, this is a fact

that we  live everyday when we become an "outsider, a pioneer an alien".

Even if we go back to our countries of origin, we do not belong there anymore, we are (irreversibly) a bridge between borders.

Thank you Aimee Mullins, what a spectacular, free, powerful, unstoppable, fearless state of mind you have.

You are ONE OF THE MOST INSPIRING BEINGS I'VE EVER SEEN!!!!!!!

G r a c i a s

:D

n

note:
     whenever you gotta take decisions, try to make them all wrap up in security, cozy, warm, suavesito
calm position. clean and after a good rest.

This time... I won.

One more night,
again and again
this silly, non stop nightmare that likes to bug me
(pretty often) came to visit me yesterday night
All the agonizing, irrational, emotional fear
holding my lungs so hard
                                     .... ready to asphyxiate me
Dude!
I don't know how, semi-sleeping, semi "conscious"
I could see my self... in deed I could hear my self!
speaking strange words
perfectly articulating each one of them
word after word creating powerful sentences
speaking up my truth! declaring my power and
explaining to my "self": Por qué? and why?
all the reasons of my terrifying fear.

An invasion of peace followed me.
I fall  asleep straight death.

I woke up eager to remember and make sense
if it was "real" or was I just "dreaming"?
yeah... I remember some words
from another foreign language, maybe
from another age?.
an incantation? Was I breaking up the spell?

ancient words came up to my help
and (maybe) for the first time (in years)
I won this battle,
...taming the nightmares de mi corazón


:)
I won

11/11/11

I had a reflection, thoughts observation, around
(at least)
these last two days:
I am happy to confess that I've been in peace with
everybody around me
(including animals)
 The current of my thoughts
have been tough although (como siempre)
yet, I catch those demons, little notes, that like to trick
the good will of my mind and...I ("my" "self") work hard
and correct, the epileptic loco movement,
back
bringing back, de regreso mi pensamiento
into the gentle lines of love.

The location of my heart's nostalgia it's bad,
(me esta matando)
I miss Mexico so so so bad,
the smell of my town, the sounds, the texture of the food,
the hugs of my friends, my little brother's aura, my
intense mom, the pyramids and the most psychedelic colors of
the world
(Don't kill me
por favor
make me strong)
                           it's hard to ... hide among my gringo thoughts.

(yet
apesar
positive I am)


n

Possibility

This Friday is gonna be 11/11/11

I read in a serious magazine that we are going to receive special cosmic light that will *eliminate* selfishness from planet earth

(I can wait)  

remember not to use sunblock.

(just in case)

and that maybe it will rain mangos

(There is always a possibility)

:)

Dancing at a block party in Berkeley. One of my favorite moments, it was cozy, full of kids and
grandpas and pets and food and friends.




n