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Life is a bitch

I haven't been around for quite some time. It wasn't my fault entirely. Anyway.
I stepped in my.opera last night in order to contact an old friend and skimming through my account I started visiting the blogs of other old friends. Pretty soon I got to Allan's blog and what I saw made me freeze.

Allan is not around anymore. He's gone.

Shit. I can't stomach it. It's been years since I last exchanged commends with him but somehow I got to think him as one of the pillars of the whole of my my.opera involvement (I didn't do much regarding blogging after I abandoned this blog). I, subconsciously, believed that everyone I got to know through here would be forever. That I could come back whenever I'd want to and I could start over and everything would be as I left it.

But life isn't like that I guess. Allan isn't here and I'm really afraid to look further on at other familiar blogs. Another such surprise and I'll hit the road screaming.

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I can't fucking believe it.
I can't fucking believe it.

Orbit Change

BLOG MOVED HERE.


Captain's log refers to this orbit change as "...attempted a maneuver to avoid a tissue but didn't see the wormhole lurking beside the ship. By pressing every fucking button on ship I attempted to get out of the hole to find out that we are still in orbit around Earth which is now inhabited by an unknown species called LkHuJhDfHgHrFdSvGYNbvgaaaargh."

Anyway, I'll be happy to see you there.

PS 1: This blog will remain as is for the time being and I'll drop by from time to time to drop a silly comment or something.

PS 2: C U in new orbit.

Hiatus they call it?

There has been a certain lack of stars to shoot lately (or bullets maybe). So I think I should use the Hiatus thing. After all I've been secretely using it for some time now - I'm just making it official for whatever the hell a reason may be.

We Won't Eat Meat

Recent news from the Greek parliament are very good smile.
At last the majority of parliament representatives voted for a ban of sheep mass slaughtering, a custom that has long accompanied orthodox Christian Easter. "This mayhem is not compliant with the message of love and humanity that Easter is all about" said the PM.

An alternative of low price, high hygienic, fruit and vegetable salads will be promoted and, hopefully, replace the current roasted sheep custom.

At last, a decision that finds me in total agreement!

UPDATE:
April Fool's day!


Cars Are Eating More Than Miles

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(If you are too tired to read through my rumblings please jump right to the end of post and read the linked articles. This is way too important to miss.)

I'm not much of an ecologist, which is I don't believe that ecology alone is a theory that may be used to successfully change society. I find ecology as part of a broader political theory much more viable. To say it simply, I'm not the first to yell "close that fucking stinking factory" because I'm well aware that this factory gives food to it's workers and their families and if it closes down there will be a huge humanitarian problem (unless you care more about wildlife than humans which is a totally respected view but it's not my view (yet)).

What I'm trying to point out is that our world is a far cry from being simple or even linear. You think that you have a solution for a problem but you may be inches from creating a worse problem. Simple to predict but totally obscured under your rush to solve the problem at hand.

So. You may have heard of biofuels. Simple and ecologic idea. We can make diesel out of plants. And this process won't add up to the global warming problem because we won't be freeing extra carbon - just the carbon that the plants used to develop. So, in a simple move we get clean gas which we can feed our cars without having to reside to fancy technologies.

In fact this idea seems to be so good that USA and Europe are rushing to make it happen. It's not placed somewhere in the distant future. It's actually being deployed right now.

I too, thought of it as a nice idea. Funny how short an engineer's view may be sometimes.

See, let's follow this scenario. Biofuel gets momentum. Larger and larger still areas are being used to grow plants solely used to get fuel out of them. Yet, demand for fuel still rises and now we have tied eatable crops with the energy economy which means that food starts to cost more. To meet growing demand enterprises buy more land mainly from underdeveloped countries. They, in turn, start to sell land that happen to host say the Amazon forests. Meanwhile poor people start having problem in buying food... More forests gone, more people starve, etc.

Looks more like hell now than a solution, doesn't it?

If you want to get a much better analysis on the subject please read the next two articles.

Feeding Cars, Not People by George Monbiot
and brand new update
A Lethal Solution by the same journalist.


(Btw, the man kicks. I'm really sorry I was so late to discover his blog.)

30 Candles In My Ass

(PARENTAL ADVISORY - TOO MANY CURSES AND OBSCENE IMAGES MAY FOLLOW - KEEP YOUR CHILDREN ASLEEP)

So, its my birthday. Not just a usual birthday, though. Earth has revolved around the Sun exactly 30 full times since I set foot on it. Humans´ obsession with the decimal metric system magnifies the importance of certain numbers and fucking 30 is one of them.

So, I´m three revolutions before I reach Jesus age when it will be a good age to die and resurrect (or maybe die trying to resurrect).

I´m 30 years old and seriously pissed off. It seems like everyone is saying ¨OK - fun time´s up - now it´s gonna be family, kids, a stupid dog and lots of work¨...and it all sounds like death and I don´t know if that´s compatible with my design for a life. As for the later, I´ve been frantically searching every drawer in my mind for a life-plan thing and I found nothing. It must be in that empty section under the name ¨maturity¨.

Maturity. What a goal really. Wanna reach it? Fucking simple dude. First start reducing options to two. Then pick one of the alternatives, stick with it and pretend that it´s the right one. Maturity means saying a yes or no answer to questions that can be answered with neither. I can´t play this game though. So, if 30 was a maturity milestone I missed it, sorry.

I´m 30 years old and I have no fucking idea what I want to do with my life or how to live it in order to be ready for the Nietzschean daemon. If the fucker appeared right now, maybe you -yes, you- and simcity would be tempting enough to choose eternal recurrence. Gee, man. There´s something rotten there because up to now I´ve led a perfectly normal westerner life - or maybe that´s exactly what is wrong.

It feels like I didn´t do enough. Didn´t study enough, didn´t create enough, didn´t fuck enough, didn´t laugh enough, didn´t fight enough. Which is another way to say that little if anything of all I´ve done reached my heart which -deny it if you can- sounds really like a westerner. A certain chasm between the person who lives in the world and the person inside. This other whom I´ve lost contact with and who knows everything about my life-plan.
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So, I´m 30 years old, sea is rough, I have no map, the captain is nowhere to be found and 30 candles are a serious pain in my ass. And this post is so cliché. Isn´t it?

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