Invictus

Ones in a while, I ran into things like this poem and because I am an ex-Rugby Player and an admirer of Nelson Mandela, I couldn't let pass this opportunity without sharing it. 
I saw this poem for the first time in the Movie "INVICTUS", if you haven't seen it yet stop reading and go watched now. Still here go, go , go. For those of you that already so the movie, you will understand why this poem give me goosebumps.

Invictus
by William Ernest Henley. (1849–1903).

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
 
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
 
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
 
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

This Sunday I’m doing my second triathlon

Friday, June 19, 2009

From my Original Blog hosted on my "Mobil Me" account that apple was so nice to retired without giving me the option to move it to the damn cloud.

I guess, I am even more anxious than the first Triathlon mostly because now, I know, what I am getting myself into; so, in order to stay motivated I trained my mind to endure miles of swimming, biking, and running. I designed a MANTRA to overcome the excruciating pain. Those painful moments when you feel like giving up, those moments where the lactic acid is flowing thru your muscles and making your body ache, you vision blurs, and the voice in your head keeps telling you WHY, Why are you doing this to me. Go home now, just make a U-Turn nobody will notice…..

BUT NO, NO and NO this will not happen to me AGAIN… I will calm myself down and I will not Freak out AGAIN like the last time when a 22 feet hungry Great White Shark almost eat me alive... really, I almost died, or was the guy swimming next to me hitting my leg..... hummmm!!! well same difference anyway.

Also, I will not spend 20 min hanging on each buoy waiting for the life guard to pass close by to ambush him and steal his surfboard.

NO, NO NO my mantra will not let me fail. I will synchronize my mind and my body, it will remind me of all the hours of training, it will remind me of those alone moments on the road watching the sunset in the desert and the sky merging with the crystal clear lake……… wait, wait, waaaiiiiit forget that…. That was from the Forest Gump movie I saw last night….


.....OK, Ok Mind, stop wandering and concentrate in the Mantra.


The Mantra must be something close to spiritual almost like a prayer to your higher self. The Mantra needs to connect you with the energy of the Universe to bring the wisdom and the power to overcome all and every single obstacle in front of you.

So after training with many different mantras, prayers, and self motivating incantations; I found my mantra. It was NOT thanks to Anthony Robins, Deepak Chopra, Richard Simmons, or even El Padre Alberto NO; it was thanks to NACHO Libre who gave me the mantra that filled my soul and body with the vigor to keep going, to stay in motion, and to cross the finish line.


…….… My Mantra:…………. “NO WAY JOSEI”


Mind: Stop running nobody is chasing you….. Me: NO WAY JOSEI

Mind: You are going to drown if you swim that distance….. Me: NO WAY JOSEI

Mind: Are we there yet, I’m tired….. Me: NO WAY JOSEI

Mind: Hey look at that girl; let’s go talk to her….Me: NO WAY JOSEI, well maybe later

Mind: Look!!! the restrooms, please stop, I can't hold it any longer….Me: NOoo WAaaYyy JouSeIiiiiiiii, hay mama

Mind: If you don’t stop now I will psycho you out next time you….. Me: 0.o AH!!!! NO WAY JOSEI, NO WAY JOSEI, NO WAY JOSEI, NO WAY JOSEI, NO WAY JOSEI,


Well you got the picture….. see you in the Finish line

This is not any of my business or is it

I had seen so many things that scare the Living S… out of me; I see kids killing kids, a teenager killing his brother, and so many other horrible stories. I can’t understand why this is happening more and more everyday. It seems surreal and I cannot believe there weren’t any signs to alert the people around them that something was wrong. Common really!!!!!! you are going to tell me that the kid that kill his brother never ever showed any sign of frustration, hate, or even Dexter like attitudes. Do you think that kid just wake up that day and in a rampant just stab his brother. Somebody should have seen early sings and done something, intervene, get involved, proactively take action to help and avoid a potentially explosive situation that can escalate to an uncontrollable point.

One of the expression that I hate the most is “THAT’S NOT ANY OF MY BUSINESS” well if somebody had made it his business a lot of people would be alive today. The priest type of friendship is almost as useless as no friendship at all. Friends that only act or get involved when they are asked too, are no better that Pilates when he washed his hand to seal Christ fate. Ok I didn’t want to be religious or quote The Rolling Stones here but the story fits.

Real friends Get Involve despite the fact that is their business or not; if you see your friend going down, making a mistake, depress, behaving in a way that sooner or later would end up hurting himself and the people around him; Stand Up And Say Something. Do not wait for him/her to come to you for help sometimes people do not recognize that they need help. Don’t be a priest sitting in the confessionary box waiting for the next believer in need of help or just of somebody to talk to.

For instance, if you see your idiot friend infatuated by a beautiful Russian model about to leave everything to be with her. It’s that any of your business? ? ? ? probably not but what if you made it your business. Well I did and today my friend is in his home with his family and happier than ever only because I made that my business despite the advices of all my other friends telling me to not get involved. And I end up with the Russian but that is besides the point.

All the situations and the characters in this story are fictional and product of my imagination any similarity with the real world… Well let’s say it’s not about you.

You can’t imaging the power of a word of advice even if it is unsolicited. It can change people so stop watching your friends lives from the bench and be part of the game; get involved when you have to even if IT’S NOT ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS.

Philosophy is the mother of all science................NOT

Reading I came across the phrase “Philosophy is the mother of all science” and I couldn’t avoid the sensation that something was wrong with that statement. So I started studying, reflecting, and asking questions; you could say, I was philosophizing about this and I came up with the conclusion that Philosophy is NOT the mother of all science LEISURE is.

Let me explain. First of all, let’s find out why in the middle ages philosophy was declared the mother of all sciences.


So Let's start with the definition of Philosophy......

"It is not the sciences that teach man to think; it is philosophy that lays down the epistemological criteria of all sciences." So epistemology is the method of logic behind a system of philosophy. Nothing is a philosophy that does not have an epistemological base. Therefore, Philosophy is the "mother" of all disciplines.

Damn...!!!! ok whatever!!!!!!!!!

 I didn’t understand or believe that explanation so I am going to have to differ from Aristotle, Galileo and even Lord Isaac Newton. I don't believe Philosophy is the mother of all science. To prove my point let me tell you a couple of stories.

Galileo was on the top of the leaning tower of Pisa and dropped simultaneously balls of differing weights of roughly the same size in order to prove that all objects fall at the same rate, whatever their mass.

Galileo Galilei's spent hours dropping objects of different weight and materials.

......Another story

Sir Isaac Newton sat beneath an apple tree contemplating the mysterious universe. Suddenly - boink! -an apple hits him on the head. "Aha!" he shouts, or perhaps, "Eureka!" In a flash he understands that the very same force that brought the apple crashing toward the ground also keeps the moon falling toward the Earth and the Earth falling toward the sun. And this is the story of how Newton discover his Gravitational Theory........ very nice indeed!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok my point is… If Galileo and Newton had a family to feed, with 3 or more hungry kids, a nagging wife, a job, an ass whole boss, and another hundred thousand responsibilities. They wouldn't had the time to spend hours trowing stuff out of a tower or have a peaceful leisure time under a tree with their minds in such an idle stage that they can come up with all that BS... well ok not really BS kinda an important but you know what I mean.

Ok, to my point, I concluded that Leisure is the mother of all science and NOT philosophy.

Ok I know I have why too much Leisure time on my hands

I was thinking

Some times, I have nothing to say and some times I can’t say what I want to say; but most of the time, I say nothing because some times and only some times it’s not important what I say but how I say it.

And, I probably shouldn't say it anyway