Thursday, October 25, 2012

Huge Organism.

Once I read a story about 2 amebas living inside of Faust, one eating and the other thinkinking; the thinker said," Hey pal, what if we both are only small microscopic parasites living inside of a bigger animal?", the other ameba responds,'' Don't think in dumb staff, c'mon, let's eat.", While at the same moment, Faust is taking a medicine to eliminate the parasites in his body,and he comments to his companion,"what if we humans are only like small cells living inside an enormous animal?",His companion responds: "Stop thinking in stupid ideas."

I know this sounds like a vague idea, but sometimes i think in the possibility that we all live inside a huge organism. I noticed similar patterns of behavior in the atomic structure as in communities as in the galaxies. Each atom has an atomic nucleus excercing its gravity upon the electrons surrounding the nucleus, just like the planets attracted to the sun's force of gravity.

The closer the electron is to the nucleus, the harder it is to pull the electron out of the nucleus' force of gravity. The same concept can be applied to communities: The closest the person is in relation to the community, the harder it is to pull the person out of the community. Thus, a person with no close relation to a group is more susceptible to separate from others and find another group, like the farthest electrons to the nucleus which sometimes these are transferred to another atom or shared with other atoms.
                              
It would be kind of funny if we lived inside a giant animal, like a huge dog or cat for example. Still there may be the possibility that this is the case. But who knows?   

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Bloody Diha

           The path of love and peace is one of the most desired goals of humanity, however some religions who predicate about this harmonious path do not actually follow it. That is the case with catholisism whiches in the sixteenth century punished all persons who differed to the religions' beliefs, and islamics who in 1987 tried to impose their religion in the entire Sudan and ended up causing a bloody civil war. Last semester I read "They Poured Fire On Us From The Sky", where it tells the story of 3 kids surviving the horrors of civil war in Sudan, their home country. They had to walk through long forests full of menacing beasts, desserts with no water, bombed towns with deep holes from where the bombs exploded, mined grounds, all of this plus scarcity of water and food, and persecution of civilians by the goverment troops. It all started in the 80s' in an university in Sudan, the higher ups talked to the students that if they desired to continue their education then they should turn into muslims. Students gathered in protests that soon later were shutted down by the army forces executing devilish methods as use of  gun power, body cremation, and throat-cutting. Some students managed to escaped by running into the forest.

At Some Extent.

I don't mind living near people with different cultural values, or with different sexual orientation. What I do mind is living near neighbors who would throw rocks at my house and would punch his/her own dogs. My ex-neighbor, Don Chava, was that kind of neighbor.

I'll never forget that crazy dude. I accept people for who they are to a certain extent, but not this. He wore glasses, a sweater, jeans, had a mustach, black hair, was thin, walked straight, and had wrinkles on his forehead: he looked normal but he wasn't.  We once asked him why he punched out his own dogs, and he would say "I want them to respect me". You could just look at how his pets reacted to human contact, when I wanted to touch these two big German Shephards they would step back and hide their tails between their legs. My family had to act as if nothing happened, but hell! we didn't accepted his way of looking at things. This old geezer even poisoned half of the cats in the area, whether they had a collar or not.

It would be great to have a society where everyone is accepted by who they truly are, but I would not accept people as Don Chava, the tormentor of pets.