Groucho defined it perfectly:Will you marry me? Do you have any money? Answer the second question first.

Europeans are a bad family. We all want to belong to another.
Spaniards generally have a better mood. Around here it is said that a German, a French and a Spaniard attended a congress of surgeons.
The German said:
- We put a stick on a guy with no arm to replace him and now he's a javelin champion.
The Frenchman replied:
- Ok. We put a broom on a boy without a leg and now he is the champion of the 100m hurdles.
And the Spaniard replied:
- Well, in my country we have put a melon on a guy whose head was cut off and now he is Prime Minister.

I guess he went to get the second dose of novichok.

If the US saw what the US does to the US, it would invade the US to liberate the US from US tyranny. A coup is a coup, no matter where it occurs. A fascist is a fascist, no matter who he is.

The current Hollywood super hero films - are they simply a continuation of the Gods theme that has been around for thousands of years?


I believe that superheroes have a similar function to that of the Homeric and Semitic heroes. Those in whom brute force prevails emulate Heracles (such as Hulk, the Thing ...) Those in which intelligence prevails are David type (such as Peter Parker, Reed Richards or Tony Stark ...) Mythographic forms are similar. And their social function too, because they help to integrate by providing hope. What is its original message? Anyone can become socially relevant, even if they are being bullied or their social position is marginal, thanks to chance. Alan Moore seems unable to understand beyond his fortunate social position. He doesn't understand that thousands of people need a cathartic show. Aristotle got it.

One Friday you are giving your first kiss in the bottle, between good cheap Spanish wine and Italian techno from the eighties and the following Friday you are watching an old movie, with omeprazole and an Enantium to calm your back pain.

Time passes quickly and more for those people who, like me, have a good memory.

The signs are more evident every year. You hate Christmas more, you try to be alone, the hangovers are getting worse and that half an hour before going to bed, when you read a book, is usually, more and more, the best time from Monday to Thursday. Friends are balding and have children. Friends are talking more and more about daycare and less and less about sex. You are terribly lazy to get to places where they don't play decent music (although that's something I've always had to struggle with), football keeps getting dimmer and nothing happens if you miss one game, two, twenty seven... You hate the cultural phenomena of youth, you marvel at the looks teenagers wear, and you listen to more and more old music and less and less new music. When you go shopping for clothes, you seek comfort before fashion. Embarrassment in front of others increases, but what they think, you don't care. And as you show yourself more at war than ever against the shitty world we live in, you finally make your peace with yourself. And even with your parents.

Everything I say may seem terrible to many, but it seems wonderful to me. It has been many years since I woke up thinking, "what are you doing with your life?" And not because it is clear to me now, but because I already know that life has meaning precisely because it does not. And that existential limbo, far from terrifying me, seems as comfortable and endearing as a wooden cabin with a fireplace lit in the middle of a polar blizzard and as promising and seductive as the kiss I gave it that night, between good cheap Spanish wine and techno Italian from the eighties.

There are problems for which there is no solution. Someone wiser than me said that interpersonal relationships are like those established by hedgehogs on a snowy mountain. If the hedgehogs wander away, they will freeze. But if they get too close, they will hurt each other. Love is the deception of nature to force us to reproduce.

Karl Popper (1976) "Unended Quest; An Intellectual Autobiography".

God bless the hairs that have escaped from that head.

Everybody is wonderful until it's time to pay the rent. Is it a sufficient argument?

The tale of the psychopath: A psychopath soaked a large wad of bills with poison and donated that money to an institution for poor children. They died: 12 deputies, 5 senators, 2 councilors and 1 mayor.

If one is capable of doing something, do you think they would have a better chance of doing it quicker/easier with faith in their ability and action or without?

For example, Trump, Putin, Erdogan, Mussolini, Stalin, Mao, Salman, Winnie "The Pooh", Kim Jong-un, Godwin's subject ... Power only seeks more power.

I will admit, those who seek it often do so for reasons other than to 'share their compassion' with the whole of society. But this is a simple matter of circumstance.

Ok. And faith moves mountains. But for the car, better if you put gasoline.

If you think it is impossible to understand how the human mind works, you already have a concept of how it works. If you believe that something is impossible to be true, that is already true. If you only know that you know nothing, you already know something...

There are more irrefutable things in this world. For example, marriage is the only known physical case in which two bodies that no longer attract each other stay together. This is beyond your understanding until you are married. Fifteen days after the wedding, the party will be over. Einstein didn't see it coming either.

When my cousin got married, his wife was heaven. Two weeks later, she became purgatory. Long before her divorce, her in-laws were hell.

I have no idea, but I found it very sad that no one left you an answer.

No. My neighbor from 3.D says that he is "God". At lunchtime his wife says "God, pass me the salt." They have two dogs, Khomeini and Rabin, and a parrot. My father says that the parrot must be the Pope.

The healthiest aspect of youth is beauty, and the happiest of your friends will have aged. Also, it must be a bit unbearable having to live with a happy person. It may happen that it has not matured.
I was a teacher for a couple of decades and I quit. Most of my classmates ended up depressed. The day a good friend committed suicide, a wonderful math teacher, I left. The erosion is produced by overexposure to that imbecility that can be confused with happiness. But trust me: nothing is more unreal!

No one who can choose would go back to the time when he was a child and everything depended on others. And what about the time of the tyranny of sex? Do you remember? If you can get out of that, it is already a triumph. You don't have the feeling and the power to give back to others what other people did to you, except when you become a true adult. Think of any adults you find objectionable. Don't you think he behaves like a child?

The adult mindset is basically the child's mindset plus many years of scars and trauma.

Children are very selfish. With age, people get better. Then we realize how we are by looking at others and we appreciate more being alone.

Someone said that everything was nothing without a rush to finish.

Gold Medal.

Have you ever seen an electron? A black hole?

I think you know my in-laws. You have defined them perfectly.

Thank you very much for your question and answers.
The Questioner, a wise man. Thanks.

Right now, the best way to spend my time is to listen to Pisendel.. I don'y why. Afterwards, I don't know, but I will.

From Spain. Congratulations. Life goes on.
Best regards and good luck.



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Yo canto a la mañana
Que ve mi juventud
Y al sol que día a día
Nos trae nueva inquietud

Todo en la vida es
Como una canción
Que cantan cuando naces
Y también en el adiós

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Le canto a mi madre
Que dio vida a mi ser
Le canto a la tierra
Que me ha visto crecer

Y canto al día en que
Sentí el amor
Andando por la vida
Aprendí esta canción

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