A fascinating concept

I have recently come across a concept that I find quite interesting. It is named transhumanism. To be more than human, to improve ourselves through science and technology. I will research more on this current and its authors. Needless to say, the concept itself it quite alluring to me.

Tecnophilia at its best

My dearest readers, you cannot even begin to imagine the joy I felt when I found out about this.
Are you ready? here goes...

Mexico City will have free citywide wireless access to the internetby 2008!

This, dear readers, has not been done by any city of the oh-so-first-worldly US. The only country to have done this is Zaragoza in Spain, and, Zaragoza is but a small town compared to this megalopolis of ours. Those of you who are less loving of technology will probably dismiss this as irrelevant news, but this is really grandiose and magnificent! The pure concept of physically living within such a vast wireless network, together with the possibilties that this brings make me burst in joy. Just imagine this, anyone who has any 802.11b or g device would never have to be offline again! Imagine having such a permanent vinculum with the global network. That of course was already possible, but the cost of mobile broadband services is grossly prohibitive and limited to laptops only. Soon we will have this kind of access from laptops, wi-fi enabled pda's, nintendo ds's and psp's.

The new government of the city is proving its worth quite fast.

Well, mes ches lecteurs, I hope you rejoice upon this announcement, as I have. LLAP, and have beautiful nightmares.

Lurking around

Mes ches lecteurs! I'm back yet again, with more words for you which will probably never be read. This days the city has been in an odd state of calm, as most of the riffraff has set out to travel on this spring break. It was needed. The city is much better like this, as it is good to be left uncrushed in the subway every now and then. The nights are more quiet than before, and I could only wish that all the people that left would not return (except for my clients, I do want them back!).

I just recently managed to get my hands on the soundtrack of C&C. It is just beautiful!

Well, that pretty much sums it up. I better go to sleep now, as I must prepare for what promises to be a week of hellbent work and possibly one or more nights of caffeine. See you around the net

Concern

Bonsoir, mes ches lecteurs! (I do believe no one reads this stuff, but hell, it doesn't hurt to be polite, does it?). The future begins to darken up a bit, enough to quell my worries. But, alas, the worries are back. A passing idea on a new place to call home drove me to fret once more. Income insufficient, future uncertain. And I bloody hate this feeling, specially when I find myself still living at someone else's while my 22nd birthday draws closer yet. And to be honest, I'm afraid, yet I have no choice but to push harder up the hill and hope I don't trip in the way. See, what I fear is not that work exceeds me, but that it doesn't. I have now come to understand how my father feels.
Very well then, let's continue the struggle. In the meantime, I will leave you with this particular quote (Bonus points to the one who tells me where I took it from and who the quotee is).

"Time is the fire in which we burn"

And now I retreat to the comfort of my subconscious.

Long since

My dearest readers (if any). My most humble apologies for the wait to which you have been subjected. So, for the sake of your entertaintment, today I type without a purpose, to where the words and my mind may carry me.
Into eternity! (well, that may be a bit exagerated).
I find the concept of proportion fascinating. It's the human way of adapting everything to our level of perception. One might say a cat is small, yet the same cat is large in comparison to an ant, pretty much in the same way our planet is humongous, but minuscule when compared to the vast and trackless expanse of our infinite universe.
And speaking of universe...
The mind is an oxymoron in that it is infinite as the universe, but in turn quite limited. Our thoughts and perception are limited to that which we see, so simply imagining the distance between Earth and Mars is a difficult task. We may know the number of kilometers from here to la Planète Rouge, but it is hard, if not impossible to envision it. The study of physics requires a fair amount of abstraction that few are able to achieve.
Also on the topic of the mind, there is a song I'm particularly fond of, Equilibrium (by Tristania).
A part of the lyrics go like this:


I swim in you
In your dark rivers
Dive in your mind
Search for your monsters
Search for resistance
Sink into the mud
Dance in the halls of insanity
Yet madness is
Your highest deed
Your vanity


Lovely, is it not? O have I not danced those halls before, taking vain pride on my senseless dance.
On that note, dear readers, it is time for me to withdraw from this side of our magnificent global network. Please, do comment. I promise to write more often.

¿Quien...

Bueno, pues, queridos lectores. ¿Que les puedo decir? Hay una persona existiendo temporalmente aqui en casa de mis abuelos. Esa persona se cree con la autoridad de retirarme mis llaves. Llaves que me costaron cien pesos. Ahora, normalmente no la detesto, entiendo sus razones para ser como es y para molestarme como lo hace; pero hoy en particular estoy enojado. Quien chingadas madres se cree para quitarme MIS llaves! "Pero es que no pusiste el candado en la cochera". Carajo! Obviamente no puse el estupido candado! No tengo coche, no salgo por la pinche cochera, salgo por la puerta para humanos. No acostumbro fijarme en eso. "Y no cerraste la puerta que da de la casa a la cochera". Vaya. Una vez. UNA MALDITA VEZ QUE HAGO ESO Y ME DECOMISA LAS LLAVES (que yo pague). Bueno pues no volvera a pasar.
Me vale madres quien vaya a entrar y quien vaya a salir, voy a poner ese candado las 24 horas, y no va a haber momento en el que pase yo y no este. Pudo habermelo pedido por las buenas, y por las buenas me hubiera fijado. Pero no. Quiere ese candado ahi? ahi va a estar. Y ay de ella si se le ocurre reclamarme.

Rant! of the night

So, what's the thing with those bloody evangelists in the subway? Is it not annoying enough to have those thought-piercing yelling peddlers? Now we have people who yell about salvation coming through adoring a bearded man who perished two millenia ago. Cute. Let me tell you something, oh dear reader: I truly dislike religion. But people like this make me hate it. They have the right to believe whatever they want, I wouldn't dare deny them such a right. But why the hell do these half-witted imbeciles feel such an urgent need to push their idiotic beliefs on us. Do they see me in the metro system yapping on about why they should become atheists? No, they don't. Why? Because I have a functional brain and know how to respect other people's rights. I truly wanted to cast this idiot's bible out the subway's window, hoping that she would jump after it. Sometimes I lament having a good education. Anyhow, it's quite ironic that, given religion's past and present, both filled to the brim with censorship, now those worshippers abuse their freedom of speech.

In the meantime, I will leave you with a rant induced political statement for all of you to consider.

Religion should be prohibited for people under the age of 18. There is nothing quite so unethical as forcing a child to take your religion because of a whim disguised of righteousness.

I will rant about this later.

To sleep, perchance to dream...

...for in the sleep of death what dreams may come, once we have shed off this mortal coil.

-Shakespeare, Macbeth.

As I sleep I fall, an eternal fall with no discernible end. Then eternity comes to an end. An incessant torrent of ideas and thoughts swarm my mind. Turmoil ensues, as a thousdand different thoughts struggle for their place on my mind as I try to bring coherence to this seemingly endless flow of images and memories, as I try to realize what is real and what is a construct of my wayward mind. suddenly comes peace and silence, a moment of quiet meditation. But alas, it is short lived, for in the blink of an eye, I stumble upon a vortex of insanity once again. As I twist and toss and turn in this flux of incoherent inconscience I begin to question the sanity of my conscious self, my consciousness split into a thousand different personas, each a figment of my twisted ego, all arguing loudly. A myriad of images of places I have been to and places I have not flash before my morphean eyes as this ride flies at a hellbent pace. But then a sound comes. A sound uncannily out of place, even in this twisted reality. The sound becomes deafening, blasting through me, burning me. I burst, as consciousness brings closure to this unearthly plane.

I wake up.

Mondrigos Delincuentes

Bueno pues resulta que estaba en el banco, fastidiado porque la maldita cola no avanzaba. despues, llega mi turno, paso a la caja, me estaban atendiendo, cuando oigo bullicio. Volteo un poco y veo gente echandose en el piso. Volteo mas y veo a un desgraciado con un revolver. Acto seguido procedi a echarme detras de una columna gruesa, seguido por mi Dama. Si habia tiros al menos estaría cubierto. Despues se largaron los criminales y nos levantamos. No pudimos salir del banco hasta que llegaron las autoridades y pidieron declaraciones. Dije lo que sabia y nos fuimos.

Hasta hace unos minutos, eso iba a constituir el post completo, pero hace 5 minutos sucedio algo que va dentro del tema. A un pobre sujeto le acaban de robar su coche a puntta de pistola afuera de mi casa.

Hijos de su repinche madre...

Winter ist gekommen!

Finally, winter came again. For those who don't live in Mexico City, let me give you an update. winter came for a week then rushed away and we had summer back (much to my dismay). It's possibly going to be just one or two days, but I'll enjoy them while they last.

Has winter forsaken me?

Oh cold winds of the winter, abandon not this great city of ours
Oh great clouds, come and shield us from the burning sun
Oh winter, bring your chilling love to this ground you seem to have forsaken
Come to us with your frozen kiss, and let everyone know...
Come winter, I reign!

nadie quiere a Bush

Ni siquiera los americanos...

La prueba aqui

Mac apesta

Probablemente aquellos de ustedes que me leen saben que detesto mac. Claro, habra algun adorador de mac por ahi que me diga blaaah blaaah seguridad, blaaah blaaah facilidad de uso. Pues la verdad, es que mac APESTA. Es inflexible. Es caro. Es Incompatible. Es problematico. En pocas palabras, es para niños nice que no saben ni pito de computo pero a fuerza quieren una máquina porque esta "in", y siendo que las mac tienen fama de "chidas", es la eleccion obvia. Por si fuera poco, mac tiene una campaña comercial que pretende hacer ver a la pc como un laboradicto con serios problemas. Cierto, nadie hace virus para mac, pero mac no es ni remotamente inmune. Creen ustedes acaso que es un comentario prejuiciado? Lean ESTO entonces.

Ah, verdad? Que paso con esa gran sensacion de seguridad que tenian? Dejenme decirles algo, gente de mac, su I-life es una exageracion. Mi PC esta lista para trabajar, entretenerme y cualquier otra cosa, desde el momento en que le pongo WINDOWS! Porque en sus anuncios, representan a pc con un pobre hombre que ni siquiera sabe divertirse. Diganme algo, usuarios de mac, cuantos videojuegos de verdad hay para mac que no haya para pc? Que dicen? Ninguno? Que tal juegos para PC que no hay para mac? Wow, son muchas manos arriba. Que esperaban de una computadora que cobra una fortuna solo porque se ve bonita cuando por capacidad real deberia costar la mitad? Vamos, es como si a uno de ustedes le quisieran vender un jetta por el precio de un maldito ferrari solo porque tiene la firma de SteveJobs en el cofre y un lindo decorado en el techo.
Dicen que las mac son excelentes para diseño y cosas asi, pero:
A) Todos los efectos de star wars los hicieron en PC.
B) Mi dama, que es licenciada en diseño grafico, probo las mac y llego a la misma conclusion que yo: APESTAN.
Ignorenme a quellos de ustedes que solo quieran una maquina que "se vea linda". Ignorenme aquellos de ustedes que quieran una mac por snobs o porque de verdad adoran a mac.

El resto, por favor, no tiren su dinero en una "·$%& Mac!

Proposal for a new domain name extension

After wondering about the web, I have come to the conclusion that there should be a .crap domain name extension. That way, users who do not wish to have their brains bombarded with website containing absolute bollocks would just have to set their google filters not to display .crap sites. Allow me to show you an example of one such site.

This, dear reader is solid Trash. Of course, anyone who knows me will at first say I'm biased (for those who do not, know that I hold nothing but contempt for religion), but I am quite certain that you will change your minds after reading this horrid site.

Don't say I didn't warn, you...
Here you go : down the drain...

You see, no crap is better than self-righteous crap involving religion. It's just prime quality. This ad practically tells you that you can murder, rape, steal, cheat, lie and pretty much everything else, if after that you feel guilty and you pray! Then they say that the world's biggest problem is *background scream* SIN!
Oh, right. Sin. So, I hate to break this to all the Iraqi, but war is definitely not the biggest problem. And poverty, I guess that for these people poverty is not an issue either. It's okay if millions starve to death as long as they're praying, and giving the money to the church, right?
I'll tell you what, if there actually were a god, I think idiots like those would be the firt ones to come down. But guess what, there is none, all there is are liars who say they speak on behalf of some deity so people will blindly follow them and do what they want. But still they refuse to open their eyes. Oh well. Willfully blind equals helpless...

Oh really?

So it turns out that, having nov 29 as a deadline, I'm going to have to work full steam on this one particular paper, which will be 2 or three pages long, and hasn't been delivered to me for translation. Then if I'm late it's obviously going to be my fault. Or maybe not, this lady does seem to be quite reasonable.
Anyway, I hope there's another cold front coming, cause it's getting warm again over here. Still, 13 night hours and 11 day hours is quite lovely, though another night hour wouldn't hurt anyone and would make me quite happy. Oh well, keine ewignacht...
On another story, some idiot almost crashed his car out here a second ago, and it seems one of his tires blew up. So sad, would have been one less idiot.

So that's it for the night. My dreams await me.
All manner of comments welcome, so if you feel like typing something, please do.

Winter come, I reign

Y bueno, finalmente llego el invierno. He de comentar que nos han robado el otoño. Piensenlo, el verano, junto con el horrible calor que conlleva, duro hasta mediados de noviembre, y luego en un dia en el que no paraba de llover, llego el invierno. Y nuestro otoño? Estoy pensando que primavera y verano conspiraron para matarlo, y al no haber otoño, invierno decidio no sufrir el mismo destino que su amigo otoño, y se adelanto.

Han sido unos dias lindamente frios, aunque no tanto como quisiera. Méndigo sol. Solo me resta esperar que este invierno se vuelva mas frío y que dure hasta abril. Pueden ver en esta foto satelital que hay menos nubes de las necesarias. De cualquier manera, este hijo de la noche esta de lo mas feliz con las noches largas.



Bienvenido de vuelta, invierno. Te extrañé mucho!

De vuelta!

Y bueno, este blog, que cree hace mas de once meses estuvo juntando polvo cibernetico hasta que alguien sin querer, me recordo que existe. Que les puedo decir a todos los que me leen, de entonces para hoy, Nos robaron el otoño, aprendi php-html-javascript, puse una empresa (or such) junto con mi primo, de Diseño y desarrollo de software; Servicio técnico, mantenimiento y asesoria (para usuarios de pc la asesoria, para pc el servicio y mantenimiento); y traducciones. Si alguien necesita alguna, dejeme por favor sus datos!

Algo suena en mi cabeza....

Once upon a midnight dreary...
while I pondered weak and weary...
About Brain Music?!?!

Y pues, finalmente me puse a pensar sobre porque no siempre requiero un artefacto de audio portatil, y es que, escucho, no siempre felizmente, música en mi cabeza. Ahora, no me malinterpreten, no padezco esquizofrenia (aun), simplemente es una memoria auditiva. Lo malo es que no siempre es algo agradable. Me entederán bien, espero. Imagino que mas de uno de ustedes ha sufrido los tóxicos efectos de una cancion muy pegajosa. En especial porque las canciones mas horribles del mundo resultan ser las mas pegajosas. Es muy raro ir escuchando dos canciones simultaneas. En especial cuando la de los audífonos es de Tristania y la del cerebro es de Travis. Ya se imaginarán...

Pero bueno. Ya escribí. Prometo poner cosas mas relevantes, interesantes y profundas (como heridas de obsidiana XD) mas adelante, para hacer de este blog algo digno de verse.

Por cierto, quien guste de la mini-serie Band Of Brothers, la estoy bajando, si gustan verla, pongan comentarios, y si no tambien, y si tienen algo que decirme que no tenga relacion alguna con la antes mencionada serie, comenten por igual, los estare leyendo!!!!

Nox Aeternus