Deshielo

Limfjord, Aalborg, 30/01/2011

Pensamiento positivo de sábado

It takes some silence to make sound
And it takes a lost before you found it
And it takes a road to go nowhere
It takes a toll to show you care
It takes a hole to see a mountain

Consecuencias

[...]Quizás podamos discernir dos tendencias principales que obstruyen la senda hacia la adopción del dualismo crítico. La primera es la del monismo, es decir, la de la reducción de las normas a hechos. La segunda corre en un nivel más profundo y forma, posiblemente, el marco de la primera. Su origen está en nuestro temor de aceptar que caiga exclusivamente sobre nosotros toda la responsabilidad de nuestras decisiones éticas, sin ninguna posibilidad de transferencia a Dios, a la naturaleza, a la sociedad o a la historia. Todas esas teorías éticas tratan desesperadamente de encontrar a alguien, o quizá algún argumento, que nos libre de esa carga.Pero no podemos eludir tal responsabilidad; cualquiera que sea la autoridad que aceptemos, seremos nosotros quienes aceptamos; si nos negamos a comprender esa verdad tan simple, sólo estaremos tratando de engañarnos a nosotros mismos.[...]

La sociedad abierta y sus enemigos, Karl Popper,1967

En la encrucijada (II)

Sober, Lugo. 23/01/2011

Al final nunca hay manuales pero tampoco podemos dejar de decidir.

'Cause when push comes to shove...

you taste what you're made of....

22/12/2010 Santiago de Compostela

Solo es cuestión de pensar que estadisticamente habrá que ganar alguna vez.

Hoy suena en O Caixón de Grandío: Stand-Rascal Flatts

Filosofía de vida Adif

22 de Diciembre 2010. Trayecto Vigo-Santiago, o Santiago-Vigo, qué más da.

'Oh, that conversation was just superficial; this is what you really want to know'.
'What love is?'
'Yes. And why you can't seem to get over losing it.'
Arthur felt his heart beat faster on hearing this truth, 'Do you know? Can you tell me? And no numbers please.'
Fenchurch scratched her earlobe and sparks crackled at the contact. ' I can tell you what love means, dictionary-wise, all the synonyms and so forth. And I can tell you about endorphines and synapses and muscle memory. But ardour's resonance in the heart is a mystery to me. I'm a computer, Arthur'
Arthur hid his disappointment with the traditionl brisk rubbing of hands and stiffening of upper lip.
'Of course. No problem.'
'I am made to live for ever but you are made to live.'
'Isn't that a Sirius Cybernetics Corporation slogan?' said Arthur, frowning.
Fenchurch heated two pixel clusters to affect a blush. 'It might be. All that means is that an entire company of advertisers think you will believe it'
'Ah. No answers, then.'
'Only questions.'
'I thought we dind't know the big question.'
Fenchurch examined her own fingers. 'The big question is different for everyone. For me, it's the half-life of this ship reactor. I'm not actually made to live for ever, that's just a slogan.'
'And what's the answer to the half-life question?'
'I don't know. Bloody thing is touched by godly magic. It should have stopped ten thousand years ago.'
'So no answers for you either?'
'Nope.'
'Talk is just talk, isn't it?'
'Sounds like it'

And Another Thing-Eoin Colfer pp.169-170 (Douglas Adams's Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy, part six of three)

¿Qué tiene Diciembre que me desconcierta año tras año?