Pensamientos dispersos

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http://arielrgh2.blogspot.com

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Now I know...

I was born a scientist, not a believer.

I still believe in God, but not in the God of the Catholic Church. I believe in the same God Einstein did...

I feel sleepy...

...and there ain't no place I'm going to.

Like many other times, my parents had a fight today. It made me feel very sad. It made me depressed. Besides that, several things reminded me things I don't like to remember. Like the APOD and some music I heard.

I feel quite alone. Any help is welcome.

The two of September 12th

1. What happened last night is a real shame. People in Chile are calling the military to the streets, just like they did back then. Understand now why I want to GET THE HELL out of this country?

2. APOD today (September 12) kicked my ass. It made me remember happier days in 2002 in Ovalle, with a girl named B... We saw something like that. A beautiful double rainbow! Science explains, but feelings cannot be avoided.

The greatness of open sky

I can define my experience of the night sky as a big, big astonishment. It just pulls me to the ground.

I remember a night in the summer of 1999 (January). There I was in the South of Chile, lying on the ground, watching the night sky. All the stars were there. I didn't know anything about the constellations by then. Music just filled my mind and all I could focus was music.

But it was then when I first had that sensation of excitement about the night sky. I felt dizzy, I felt myself tied to a fragile planet in the middle of a HUGE universe. I felt in any minute I could be ripped off the planet to start wandering around the universe.

I was a little afraid, but the sensation was SIMPLY AWESOME. I need desperately to do that again. I keep on throwing curses on the light-polluted night sky of Santiago... How I long to spend another starry night in the countryside!

If anybody knows about going to the countryside some weekend near...

Is it wrong to be wrong?

For me, clearly not.

My outcomes are not outcomes if I don't compare them to my history of mistakes.

The key here is to have the capacity to realize and admit you're wrong. If I have the capacity of realizing I'm wrong, then I'm able to reach the truth. :-)