Monday, May 5, 2014

El miedo a no trascender

Desde que era niño, siempre me fascinaron las historias de hombres y mujeres de otros tiempos, antiguos, lejanos, de aquellas civilizaciones de antaño, perdidas, en donde los detalles de sus relatos bordeaban milimétricamente la fantasía. Eso creo que era bueno porque siendo niño, realmente no podría asegurar qué era más sano y creíble para mi pequeña mente, si la fantasía o la realidad. Lo interesante del caso, incluso ahora de adulto, es darse cuenta que la historia de la humanidad, del mundo como lo conocemos, está plagada desde todas las épocas de gente importante, gente decidida, gente emprendedora, gente que ha trascendido de alguna forma.
Hablando de trascendencia, tal calificativo se le puede otorgar a muchas personas a lo largo de la historia; a decir verdad, una de las maneras de trascender podría considerarse en tener descendencia y por ende, una gran cantidad de humanos “trascienden” a través de ese medio. No obstante, a pesar de que la humanidad ha seguido adelante a través de los siglos gracias a la descendencia de nosotros mismos, no necesariamente ese es el único tipo de trascendencia a la cual voy a hacer referencia en esta oportunidad.
Empecemos por definir, de la manera más simplista que encontré, qué es la trascendencia.
De acuerdo a la Real Academia Española, es como sigue:

Trascendencia.
1. f. Penetración, perspicacia.
2. f. Resultado, consecuencia de índole grave o muy importante.
3. f. Fil. Aquello que está más allá de los límites naturales y desligado de ellos.

De acuerdo a lo que me gustaría significar en este artículo, creo que las acepciones dos y tres serían las más ajustadas.
De manera que a mi criterio, una persona podría trascender de varias formas. Por ejemplo, la obvia sería tener descendencia; justo en ese momento, la trascendencia por definición se daría, ya que el que trasciende continuaría en este mundo a través del hijo o hija.
Otra manera de trascender podría ser con mucho dinero. De alguna forma, alguien que ostente de una gran fortuna podría trascender este plano con las cosas que haya hecho o dejado de hacer en virtud de su fortuna o simplemente, el hecho de permanecer en la memoria de algunos como alguien que pudo jugar con las reglas de esta sociedad y vencer en donde el dinero es de vital importancia.
También podría ser alguien con un gran reconocimiento a nivel laboral, eso permitiría a la memoria colectiva en recordar a esa persona como alguien que hizo algo por su área de trabajo y generalmente, esos logros laborales de alguna forma trascienden tiempo y espacio.
Podría ser con trabajo social, con fundaciones o con algún logro a nivel comunitario o incluso de índole personal y que refleje la inmortalidad del hecho y por consecuencia, de la persona que lo generó.
Definitivamente, creo que hay muchas maneras de trascender cuando ya no estemos en este plano. Sin embargo, veo con cierta ansiedad la posibilidad de no hacerlo, a pesar de las múltiples maneras ya antes mencionadas. Es allí donde el título de este escrito entra en acción. Cuando una persona no tiene ninguna de las maneras que se han mencionado anteriormente y a pesar de ello siente la necesidad de hacerlo, (y que a propósito creo es una necesidad de todo ser humano, siendo una cuestión de tiempo el sentirla como tal) es allí, donde muchos hombres y mujeres probablemente entren en un estado depresivo difícil de salir.
Es lamentable pero desafortunadamente cierto: puede ser que no trasciendas y que tu paso por este mundo sea como el de una hoja seca en medio de una hojarasca.
Quizá, cuando ya no estés, alguien de tu familia o de tus amigos te recuerde en alguna oportunidad, bajo una circunstancia específica; entonces, ¿será eso trascendencia o no? En todo caso, si eso te hace feliz, saber que alguien alguna vez te recordará por algunos segundos, entonces no tenderías por que sentirte ansioso. Pero si eres como yo, probablemente estés aterrado en estos momentos.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Preparando el show.


Es más que evidente que la preparación de un show, mientras más organizada y meticulosamente orquestada, es lo que garantiza, al menos en gran parte, el éxito de la "presentación". Por ende, es obvio que lo sucedido en el consulado estadounidense en Libia no es sino una preparación a algo mayor, más contundente, no necesariamente de orden bélico pero sí de orden trascendental. De hecho, al día siguiente ya 50 infantes de marina y dos portaviones estaban dirigiéndose hacia Libia por "seguridad".
¿Soy yo o es más que obvio la preparación para algo un poco más contundente con respecto a las relaciones internacionales de occidente y oriente?

Friday, January 14, 2011

Libros en venta

Quiero participarle a todos mis lectores que cuatro (4) de mis libros están a la venta en lulu.com [http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/Neco]
"BANDERA FALSA", novela acerca de los eventos del 11 de septiembre del 2001.
"HISTORIAS DE UN MUNDO REDONDO", compilación de cuentos cortos.
"LA TERCERA CARA DE LA MONEDA", novela sobre la vida y lucha interna de un hombre ante la vida y la sociedad.
"CIENCIA, RELIGIÓN Y OCULTISMO: SU INTEGRACIÓN Y SU DISCREPANCIA", tratado investigativo sobre las semejanzas y diferencias de las tres corrientes anunciadas en el titulo, paseando por la historia de ellas y analizando a fondo sus raíces.
Espero que compartamos esta aventura. Nos vemos en las páginas.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Israel and the flotilla.

This is an article that, though not written by me, it speaks my mind. Hope it shows a little light in all this chaos we call world.



Every true Israeli patriot ought to do something very un-Israeli today: lower his head or hers, and apologize very humbly to the dead and injured of the "Free Gaza Movement" flotilla, to their families, to the Turks, to the international community. And while we are at it, also to the innocent majority of Gazans.

Forget PR and screw the usual defenses. This time we are guilty as sin. I am ashamed of my government.

Not because the flotilla crowd were a boatful of saints. Even “aid workers” is a gross euphemism. Most of them are probably “peace activists” only if by peace you mean the deep silence that would engulf the eastern Mediterranean after Israel is blown to smithereens. No wonder that this affable navy included zero Jewish-Israeli peaceniks, anti-Zionist as they may be. Hebrew speakers need not apply. But all this, for a change, is beside the point.

Raiding ships in international waters (bound for Gaza, I know) loaded with food (and a large supply of knives, I know), and shooting a bunch of Israel-haters (who really went for the kill when the soldiers jumped onto the deck, I know), is not a part of my civil contract with my government. Security? No thanks; you have just stretched the concept a few nautical miles too far.

Here's the thing: Unsavory protesters disguised as humanitarian “peace activists” do not deserve to be shot. If Messrs. Netanyahu and Barak think they can use my taxes and deploy my defense forces in this way, I can only hang my head in genuine embarrassment. The army in which I served, which will soon enlist my children, is only good for one thing: to fight those who are aiming a gun at me. Not those who dislike me, demonize me, or hope to see me dead. Only the gun-wielders.

This is why the Turkish people, increasingly anti-Israeli as they are, deserve a small apology. Turkey is not the new righteous man of the Middle East. In fact, it is sadly squandering its leverage as peace broker and readily joining Avigdor Lieberman in his favorite game, the neighborhood-bully standoff. The Gaza convoy was not your friendly neighborhood cruise, and Turkey's leaders could have helped Palestinians far more effectively by engaging Israel through diplomatic means. But Israel sure found a strange way to ask its greatest Muslim non-enemy to make up and be friends again.

The Israeli-Egyptian siege of Gaza was wrong, and must end. All civilian goods should be allowed in, the seriously sick should be rushed to Israeli hospitals, and laborers and students must be searched, airport-style, and let through. Rocket-shooters deserve response by kind. The obnoxious Hamas cannot be pressured into disappearance by making Gaza’s hapless denizens suffer. An honest Israeli should apologize to every innocent Gazan, even if Gaza's leaders and other Palestinian terrorists will never beg pardon for their numerous Israeli victims. Human decency is not a bargaining chip.

Finally, a word to the international community. This time, as on a few unfortunate previous occasions, your almost-unanimous condemnation is spot on. As a private Israeli citizen, I join it. As a habitual Israeli patriot, I am ashamed.

But tomorrow, or next week, it would again be appropriate to ask Israel's harshest and least discerning critics: have none of you ever been ashamed of your own government's misdeeds? Are the Israelis, even under their present shark-like government, the only guilty fish in the pond?

By then, alas, we will be back on that familiar anti-Israel flotilla, in which it is Jonah, only Jonah and always Jonah, who gets cast into the sea.

Fania Oz-Salzberger, a professor at Haifa and Monash universities, is currently a Laurance S. Rockefeller visiting professor for distinguished teaching at Princeton.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Let's get real.

When I was a kid, I learned that one of the dangers of lying is that when it’s true your claim, maybe no one would believe you. Same thing happens in this case. Who in the world is going to believe that silly story about the NY bomb suspect? Now, what really scares me is what is the government planning at this time? We all know that our “beloved” government paves the way before the strike. Remember the fable of “Weapons of Mass Destruction? And Bin Laden? And JFK? Just to name a few because the list goes on and on. All I hope is that they’re just raising the alert as a common procedure of scaring their citizens, as they usually do for mass control. Otherwise, there’s a bad thing coming our way, hopefully not. Stop demonizing other ethnic groups! Now, Pakistanis, would it be that Pakistan has nuclear power and “we” are interested in “stop the threat” because they aren’t collaborating with us the way we want? It’s all such a non-sense that I really don’t know what to think; as a matter of fact, I do know what to think but for security reasons I can’t say it, otherwise, would be at risk the life of the artist.

The funny thing is not the fact that the government still uses those cheap tricks to deceive us, the real funny thing is how the vast majority of the “common people”, (behaving like zombies, by the way) believe in all those fabricated lies.

Wake up, people! Our children deserve better from us, we have to react and stop buying that crap they’ve been throwing at us and begin to stand up firm over our real beliefs and virtues, don’t letting “ the others” indoctrinate us with such a bunch of stupid misconceptions, only created to perpetuate discrimination, alienation, racism and numbness of mind.

Don’t we have a real issue with immigration in this country? Don’t we have a group of fascist/racist trying to accomplish their hidden agendas in Arizona? Among other things, why our government is deterring us from the real issues? What about the crumbling economy we’re living in? Or the 12 million children in extreme poverty right here in the “Land of the free and Home of the Braves? Would it be that “they” aren’t doing anything about it and don’t want to bother even to explain? Isn’t it way more necessary to put a stop to that eco-tragedy in the Gulf of Mexico? Until when do we have to resist the well-orchestrated media, shooting at us all that edited information?

I think we need some time of introspection and think about current events, but previously, inform ourselves with cross-references and different sources, to finally, draw conclusions but for good, for solutions, for answers, for truth, for sympathy and for love and collaboration. I don’t want to be part of this bizarre circus, promoter of lies and unethical behavior.

At this point, I think you know what I want to do and what I want you to do.

Let’s be brave, let’s speak up… let’s do something.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

What if...

What if we really love, love each other with no expectations? What if we care for each other, but for real, with no interests save true compassion? What if we enjoy life, as it is, nature, animals, and people? What if we protect our environment, our animals (meaning all of them), our families and our land but in the most sympathetic way? What if we realize once and for all that any political party, any political movement is totally useless unless we, the people, work and serve others? What if little by little, we free ourselves of religious slavery and ties, and embrace the true spirituality, the true love for our spiritual endeavor? What if we stop believing blindly in pastors, priests, monks, and start being skeptics in the most objective way and become our own spiritual leaders? What if we read more books, crave for knowledge, apply it and build things and circumstances instead of destroy them? What if we become truly free? And what if we finally understand that we have the control of our own lives? What if we begin to feel committed to dignity and respect for each other? And what if we start enjoying the simple pleasures of life? What if we live our lives minute by minute, enjoying every second at its fullest, as if it’s the last of our lives? Is it too much to ask, becoming better human beings only respecting and loving each other? I know, it sounds like the perfect world; but is it the ability to dream one of our long forgotten virtues and this one may be one of them, maybe the most important? Eventually, everything will fall into place; at least, that’s my hope. However, I don’t think it will fall by itself, I think we need to work and do it hard toward that goal. What if everything I’ve just said and even more becomes reality? Is it too much to ask or to dream? At least, if we keep asking for a change, there is going to be hope, and hope is, bluntly, all we have… so far.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Injustice served.

I remember when I was little, my mom used to tell me: “Son, don’t do this or that because you’ll have to pay the consequences”. The same way, she used to tell me: “When you do good, you receive good”. However, something happened recently that doesn’t show the inherent true of those sayings. I’m talking about the sentence to this Iraqi reporter also known as: “The shoe-thrower”. When I say Iraqi reporter and don’t call him by his birth name is totally on purpose. That man, to me, is not only the reflection of the Iraqi people in general, but of a large part of the entire world. Thus, you can call him however you want because it will match perfectly.
That anonymous hero, in the most illogical way, was sentenced to three years of jail, for something that per se is not an act of crime, or war, or genocide, or drug related or anything punishable with such a penalty. Actually, what that brave man did was materialize a feeling of frustration spread all over the world against that president and everything he represents. We’re talking here about invasion of a sovereign country, occupation of foreign land with military troops, disrespect of holy places, and so on. What he did? That man threw a shoe, one of the most humiliating things you can throw to another human being, at least in those far away lands. That’s what he did, and the leathered-projectile came with some words that transformed the poor and dirty shoe even in a more ferocious insult: “This is for you, dog. This is for the widows, the orphans and all the victims in Iraq”.
One Iraqi man said in an informal interview: “That man should be decorated instead of condemned”. 
You know what? I totally agree.