viernes, 6 de junio de 2008

the matrix

todos vimos esta serie de peliculas y todos discutimos algo de filosofia sobre ellas
hace unos dias alguien me comento algo y salio a colacion de nuevo, con eso me acorde de uno de los dialogos mas dificil de seguir de la peli q es el q tiene el arquitecto con neo una ves q el entra en la fuente.

Architect: Hello Neo.

Neo: Who are you?

Architect: I am the Architect. I created the Matrix. I have been waiting for you. You have many questions and although the process has altered your consciousness you remain irrevocably human, ergo some of my answers you will understand and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question maybe the most pertinent you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant.

Neo: Why am I here?

Architect: Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent in the programming of the matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden deciduously avoided it is not unexpected and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you inexcerably here?

Neo: You haven¡'t answered my question.

Architect: Quite right. Interesting, that was quicker then the others.

Neo: Others? (What others? How many? Answer me)

Architect: The Matrix is older then you know. I prefer counting from the emergence of one integral anomaly to the emergence of the next. In which case this is the sixth version.

Neo: Then there are only two possible explanations, either no one told me, or no one knows.

Architect: Precisely, as you are undoubtedly gathering the anomaly is systemic. Creating fluctuations in even the most simplistic equations.

Neo: Choice, the problem is choice.

Architect: The first matrix I designed was quite naturally perfect; it was a work of art, flawless, sublime. A triumph equaled only by its monumental failure. The inevitability of its doom is apparent to me now as a consequence of the imperfection inherent in every human being. Thus, I redesigned it, Based on your history to more accurately reflect the varying grotesqueries of your nature. However I was again frustrated my failure. I have since come to understand that the answer eluded me because it required a lesser mind a mind less bound by the parameters of perfection. Thus the answer was stumbled upon by another and intuitive program, initially created to investigate certain aspects of the human psyche. If I am the father of the matrix, she would undoubtedly be its mother.

Neo: The Oracle

Architect: Please, as I was saying she stumbled upon a solution whereby nearly 99 percent of all test subjects accepted the program as long as they were given a choice, even if they were only aware of the choice at an unconscious level. While this answered function it was obviously fundamentally flawed thus creating the otherwise contradictory systemic anomaly. That if left unchecked might threaten the system itself, ergo those that refuse the program while the minority if unchecked would cause an escalating probability of disaster.

Neo: This is about Zion

Architect: You are here because Zion is about to be destroyed. Its every living inhabitant terminated, its entire existence eradicated.

Neo: Bullshit.

Architect: Denial is the most predictable of all human responses. But, rest assured, this will be the sixth time we have destroyed it. And we have become exceedingly efficient at it. The function of the One is now to return to the source allowing a temporary dissemination of the code you carry reinserting the prime program after which you will be required to select from the matrix 23 individuals, 16 female 7 male, to rebuild Zion. Failure to comply with this process will result in a cataclysmic system crash killing everyone connected to the matrix. Which, coupled with the extermination of Zion will ultimately result in the extinction of the entire human race.

Neo: You won't let it happen, you can't. You need human beings to survive.

Architect: There are levels of survival we are prepared to accept. However the relevant issue is whether you are ready to accept the responsibility for the death of every human being in this world. It is interesting reading your reactions. Your 5 predecessors were by design based on a similar predication a contingent affirmation that was meant to create a profound attachment to the rest of your species facilitating the function of the One. While the others experienced this in a very general way your experience is far more specific, Vis a vie love.

Neo: Trinity

Architect: Apropo, she entered the matrix to save your life at the cost of her own.

Neo: No

Architect: Which brings us at last to the moment of truth, wherein the fundamental flaw is ultimately expressed and the anomaly revealed as both beginning and end. There are two doors, the door to your right leads to the source and the salvation of Zion, the door to your left leads back to the matrix to her and to the end of your species. As you adequately put, the problem is choice. But we already know we you are going to do don't we? Already I can see the chain reaction the chemical precursors that signal the onset of an emotion designed specifically to overwhelm logic and reason. An emotion that is already blinding you from the simple and obvious truth, she is going to die and there is nothing you can do to stop it. Hope, it is the quintessential human delusion simultaneously the source of your greatest strength and your greatest weakness.

Neo: If I were you, I would hope that we don't meet again.

Architect: We won't.

martes, 27 de mayo de 2008

Playas de acero Bis

La Biblia: Genesis 12: 10-20

Abram en Egipto

12:10 Hubo entonces hambre en la tierra, y descendió Abram a Egipto para morar allá; porque era grande el hambre en la tierra.
12:11 Y aconteció que cuando estaba para entrar en Egipto, dijo a Sarai su mujer: He aquí, ahora conozco que eres mujer de hermoso aspecto;
12:12 y cuando te vean los egipcios, dirán: Su mujer es; y me matarán a mí, y a ti te reservarán la vida.
12:13 Ahora, pues, di que eres mi hermana, Genesis 20. 2Genesis 26. 7 para que me vaya bien por causa tuya, y viva mi alma por causa de ti.
12:14 Y aconteció que cuando entró Abram en Egipto, los egipcios vieron que la mujer era hermosa en gran manera.
12:15 También la vieron los príncipes de Faraón, y la alabaron delante de él; y fue llevada la mujer a casa de Faraón.
12:16 E hizo bien a Abram por causa de ella; y él tuvo ovejas, vacas, asnos, siervos, criadas, asnas y camellos.
12:17 Mas Jehová hirió a Faraón y a su casa con grandes plagas, por causa de Sarai mujer de Abram.
12:18 Entonces Faraón llamó a Abram, y le dijo: ¿Qué es esto que has hecho conmigo? ¿Por qué no me declaraste que era tu mujer?
12:19 ¿Por qué dijiste: Es mi hermana, poniéndome en ocasión de tomarla para mí por mujer? Ahora, pues, he aquí tu mujer; tómala, y vete.
12:20 Entonces Faraón dio orden a su gente acerca de Abram; y le acompañaron, y a su mujer, con todo lo que tenía.


si es la biblia relacionado con un comentario de no de mis libros preferidos:

luego de ver algo REALMENTE extranio y de todo el analisis comenta "...¿Entonces a q vienen tantas alusiones a un "milagro"? en poco tiempo determine q no habia visto un prodigio sobrenatural, sino tecnico. y, con franqueza, senti alivio. los dioses son personajes caprichos, y yo no me desvivia por demostrar su existencia. ¿q tal si veia la zarza ardiente y resultaba ser q el Poder q se ocultaba en ella era un niño psicopata, como el dios cristiano? es dios, ¿verdad? lo ah demostrado y hay q obedecerle, ¿y si nos pide q sacrifiquemos a nuestro hijo en un altar consagrado a su ego descomunal, o q fabriquemos un gran barco en el jardin, o q le vendamos a nuestra esposa al caudillo local, lo extorsionemos y le contagiemos la gonorrea? (¿no me creeis? Genesis 12: 10-20. se aprenden muchas cosas interesantisimas en la iglesia.)


el hecho de q el milagro fuera obra humana no lo rebajaba en absoluto...."

Quote from "playas de acero" Jhon varley

domingo, 25 de mayo de 2008

Playas de acero

"los suicidas han perdido algo q hasta las amebas conservan: la capacidad de sobrevir"
del OC a Hildy
se q no soy la el suicida... (qedense tranquilos y no busqen gestos (aun))
pero eso hace q termine siendo una ameba
lo cual resulta bastante logico

la realidad se q la razon de mi depre no es ni el aburrimiento, ni el dolor, ni q hacer de mi vida si se q es por estar solo
no me gusta
nesecito alguien q me quiera, alguien a quien qerer.
incondicional, estpido y perfecto....

completamente imposible pero me conformo con un poco de eso....
pero eso no quita q sea una persona complicada por q por q nadie logra lenar el vacio q qeda con respecto a lo demas
nadie mueve mi piso.... (por q sino estan tan lejos????)
quiza mi solucion al teorema de mercadia fue demasiado definitivo
quiza nunca existio mercadia y simplemente soy un pelotudo...
bueno cosas q pasan....
se q lograre sobrevivir
aun conservo ese conocimiento siendo una ameba




Playas de acero
jhon varley un gran libro tanto fisicamente como literariamente (el q me lo critica es por q nunca se deprimio o no lo leyo).
hildy....
q puedo decir sobre el/ella?...
se q seria un gran amigo y una estupenda pareja pero seria complicado ya q los 2 tendriamos el mismo problema......

sábado, 5 de abril de 2008

Piano man

bueno hace mucho q no blogeo :P
ando desaparecido de la vida la razon es q el crush si podemos explicarlo rapidamente...
la idea era actualizar y demostrar a alguunos q sigo vivo aunq ellos no lo sepan y q si bien es mejor asi aun se los extrania
las cosas cambian rapido aun no se si la ciudad de la furia es donde deva estar pero por ahora es donde combiene estar apesar de todo...
ya encontrare como salir de todo esto y hacerlo indemne



what i need is a way out....
what i need is a moment out of life

ahora les dejo esto para q vean

Piano Man de Billy Joel

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says, "Son, can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes."

la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum

Chorus:
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us all feelin' alright

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke
But there's some place that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life

And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone

Chorus
sing us a song you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

Chorus:
sing us a song you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright

jueves, 28 de febrero de 2008

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deseo dejar la ciudad de la furia
deseo dejar la ciudad de la furia
deseo dejar la ciudad de la furia

quiza de esa manera se cumplia pero como tengo una suerte de perros.....

jueves, 21 de febrero de 2008

la odisea

si la odisea de homero
cuenta la historia de los argonautas q despues de la batalla de troya intentan regresar al hogar y de todas las cosas q le sucedieron en el camino. ovbiamente es un resumen simple y vago pero viene a colacion de mi post.

hogar dulce hogar?
q es el hogar, donde queda? (nadie diga el lugar donde prendes el fuego en invierno por q le pego) yo hoy dia estoy en casa, es decir el lugar donde me crie y pase muchas cosas y locuras, para algunos fue un estudio de grabacion, otros un centro de rol, un cyber, un lugar donde escaparse de el mundo muchas cosas para nostros es nuestra casa y nuestro hogar "la embajada" es llamada pero hoy no estan mi hogar como antes ahora tengo otro lugar donde llamar hogar.
un viaje, una aventura, una odisea pero no me fue tan mal como a los argonautas la diferencia q en ves de volver al hogar encontre uno nuevo, un HQ y cuando estava ahi extraniava "la embajada" y todo lo q representava y ahroa q soy nuevamente embajador extranio ese headquarter ahora y mas q nunca me siento un homeless no por no tener un hogar sino por no saver a cual realmente pertenesco si es a la embajada o al HQ q los separa 1860 km?

y ahora es donde esta la nueva odisea la de volver al hogar y a decidir a cual.

i wanna go home
and broadcast from ciudad autonoma del chenque

Namen Malkav

martes, 19 de febrero de 2008

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no quiero pensar mas...
soluciones:
lobotomia?
droga?
dormir?