Bienvenida vulnerabilidad.

- ¿Y vos qué contas?

* Me enamoré

- Fuck..... Que cierre de año tuvimos.

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No te esperaba, nunca pensé que llegarías o al menos no a esta edad, llegaste y pegaste fuerte.

"Pasa cuando menos lo esperas" - Nunca creí que fuera realidad, la escupida cayó.

Ahora entiendo con claridad ese fuego que te hace sentir mas vivo y que arrasa todo.

El miedo a ser vulnerable, supongo que al final todos somos vulnerables en ese aspecto de nuestras vidas.

No lo pude evitar, no quise luchar y por mucho que luches te consumirá y te atrapará.

Evitar enamorarse es imposible, la vulnerabilidad es inevitable.

¿Vulnerabilidad,  debilidad humana o humanidad?

La realidad es que tengo miedo, mucho. Detesto sentirme vulnerable, pero me gusta sentir esto.

Todo ha sido tan intenso, todo ha dejado y esta dejando marca en mi, me doy cuenta que esto cambiará mucho.

Soltero por elección y por cierre de mente a que no habría nadie que valía en mi entorno.

Supongo que la vida siempre le da vuelta a tus perspectivas y tus expectativas.

Empecé a amarte, a necesitarte y extrañarte. Me gustó.

Nunca te esperé, a veces te imagine, llegaste y revolucionaste esa parte incrédula de mi.

Me enamoré de ti, e hiciste que me enamorara también de mi.

El hecho que alguien tan raro como yo estuviera tan cerca de mi me dio esperanzas.

Ver como los dos tenemos objetivos en común, motivó mas mis sueños.

Lo inesperado pasó: 6,304 km nos separaron, físicamente y con ello una parte de mi.

Una parte de mi ya no era solo mía, y se fue con vos.

El fuego sigue, todo lo bueno no dura para siempre pero al menos durara toda mi vida.

Duele, pero también sé que una parte de tu ser esta conmigo.

El amor nos hace vulnerables, y si ese es el precio...... Bienvenida vulnerabilidad.

Sex is overrated.

I didn't have sex. I lied to my best friend, and to two of my closest friends. I didn't have sex with a turk, nor with a french, I did flirt with them, it was a funny night for about two weeks, flirt, touch, some kisses and smiles, but just a game, no sex. 
I lied because it seems that I still care what people will think of me, and in this case I didn't want it to be "the one without sex" but I realise now that I was just wrong and I did a stupid thing  and now I realise that I'm not proud of the lie, even tough is not that bad but still.....a lie!

Sex is overated, and I'm not saying it to justify my lie or the no sex in some people's life, my asexuality is a decision because I choose to stop being someone who just have sex for feeling some pleasure just becase, I decided to have the full package, someone who is worth it, I decided to stay single, to focus on me and to be inlove with my self before falling in love with someone else. 

I was tired to see how society moves around sex, being a cheater and just being a puta or a puto is not worth it. I felt empty and dirty after having a one night stand or just having something for fun, and most of the times having sex with someone I thought I was their date and actually it was just my mind playing with me. 

I got hurt because of sex, I have seen how many friends got hurt due to sex, I saw how one friend got an STD because of ......SEX. 
There are so many things that are more important than having sex, such as having a nice conversation, being with someone who actually THINKS, having a good connection, flirting, rimming and just playing, believe me now I know, I thought that I would never had an orgasm without sex.......but I guess I was WRONG. Yes you can have orgasms without sex and no I don't mean masturbation. If you don't believe it google it.

Sex is overated, people is just too superficial and in general, society is too damned worried about sex than for growing up. Girls always end up feeling something, guys always end up fucking around, lesbians and gays are even more horny than straight people so therefore there is more cheating, more people getting hurt, more dissappointment and more .....stds. 


So at the beggining I thought it would be so imposible to just not have sex, but then I just open my eyes and realise that I really need it a time with my self, only me, no one else, being alone!

Many times we start dating someone, you end up having sex and then you don't even know that person, then you go out with that person again, you have sex again, then you don't even talk anymore, you have amazing sex, then after a few months you realise that you have been just having sex and wasting your time, then you realise that you don't know that person at all and then you realise that "that" person is having sex with someone that is not you and then you feel betrayed for NOTHING. 

The world is crazy about sex, many people even get dressed for having a hook up and have sex one night, which I think is very stupid and lame. If you will go out, just do it for having fun, with your friend not for having sex!
So many friendships are destroyed because of sex, why do you get involved with the your bestfriend's ex? Or why do destroy your ex new relationship because you miss the sex, that's very lame and selfish!







I love the old school style. I like to wait, to know someone and that you have your first date and then you realise that is amazing to be spending time with that person, then when you kiss that person you realise that those are the best lips ever!

After a few dates you realise that those are the best kisses you have ever had and that you are all wet without cumming or maybe you already had but since you were so excited just having some kisses, you didn't realise about it because you were enjoying so much. Then you can do some oral skills (which I don't consider as sex?) And maaaaaaan it feels good to fall in love. 

Why society thinks too much about sex? When is pretty obvious that is not everything you need, no one has died by no having sex! Actually many, I'm sorry....MILLIONS have died because of SEX! (Google it)

Sex is overrated. 

Un poco de feminismo nunca cae mal.

Ya tengo ratos de no escribir y no sacar esas ideas retenidas. Como dijo Ana Frank: "El papel es mas paciente que el hombre", bueno en este caso el blog es mas paciente que las personas y tengo paciencia para poder escribir, corregir y no esperar a que esten de acuerdo conmigo, y solo expresar mis ideas sin miedo.

A pesar de haber sido criado en un hogar muy religioso y guíado por la biblia, mis papas me enseñaron a ser muy analista con todas las cosas que leía desde pequeño. Me enseñaron del "patriarcado" desde pequeño, lo acepté más no sabía lo que el "patriarcado" significaba en la historia y como afectaba y ha afectado a todo el mundo. Desde pequeño me preguntaba porque las mujeres según la biblia tenían que ser sumisas y siempre estar bajo el mando y la voz del hombre, porque tenían que callar ante la presencia de un hombre consagrado por Dios si los dos llevaban su palabra y seguían el mismo objetivo.

Crecí en un pueblo, donde muchas veces se me enseñó a callar y no cuestionar. Dejar los temas para los adultos y dejar de cuestionar. Amo a mi padres, nunca he tenido una diferencia entre el amor hacia mi papá o mamá, pero poco a poco me daba cuenta que la sociedad diferenciaba al hombre de la mujer, incluso las mismas mujeres ya mayores enseñaban a sus nuevas generaciones a callar cuando el "hombre" hablaba.

Poco a poco me cuestione, y seguía callando, pero siempre seguía conociendo y leyendo. La primera mujer que admiré y sigo haciendo ha sido mi madre, pero un personaje que marcó mi vida fue Juana de Arco, "una mujer enviada por Dios" para conquistar y llevar a un país a alcanzar logros que pensaba perdidos. Luego seguía leyendo y leía, leía y raramente leía acerca de un personaje femenino que fuera protagónico o fuera la heroína. Siempre fue la mujer la del rol principal, incluso en Disney, la mujer es la trama de toda la historia, pero siempre rescatada por un principe, nunca se salva por sus propios meritos, poco a poco fuí aprendiendo que en la historia la mujer ha sido relegada por el hombre, porque siempre han habido un par de hombres que siempre se han creido superiores a otros, en este caso el genero masculino creyendose más que el genero femenino.

Malala Yousafzai

Poco a poco la idea de que el hombre fuera mejor que la mujer me fue dando asco y cada día me sentía en desacuerdo con la idea que el genero masculino fuera mejor que el femenino. Como hombres muchas veces no sabemos distinguir y no pensamos en todo lo que nuestras madres han hecho por nosotros y todo lo que han sufrido, porque esta en su "naturaleza", sí un hombre tuviera que pasar por todo lo que una madre y todas sus angustias dudo mucho que aguantaríamos mucho tiempo en las mismas condiciones y aun así tener el tiempo para hacer nuestras propias tareas.

Pero este blog no esta hecho para dar a conocer mis ideas acerca del machismo, sino para dar a conocer mis ideas acerca de la igualdad y acerca de la batalla de los sexos en la que nos vemos sumidos a diario. Somos un mundo en el que hemos sido criado por la naturaleza del "mas fuerte", si fueramos animales sin razón esa ley aplicaría con mucho sentido, pero somos seres racionales (Aunque muchas veces lo dudo).

La epoca en que la represión hecha por los machistas y por aquellos que piensan gobernar por su pene y no por su cerebro tiene que llegar a su fin, y las unicas personas que le pueden dar fin a este tipo de mentalidad son las mujeres y los hombres que pensamos diferentes, la mejor forma de demostrar que la ignorancia del machismo esta mal es siendo más inteligentes y demostrarle al machista que esta equivocado y que sus pensamientos son feudalistas y que esa epoca ha quedado cientos de años atras.

No soy una mujer para saber que tan difícil es ser del genero femenino para poder triunfar en esta sociedad, pero si enfrento muchos problemas por no ser alguien hecho al molde de la sociedad, así que entiendo perfectamente que es estar en contra de la corriente. Yo soy un fiel admirador del poder del genero femenino, me llena de felicidad ver cuantas mujeres en  el tiempo que he vivido han sido y son presidentes y líderes de sus países, me da asco y lástima por el otro lado ver como hay países en los que condenan a la victima y no al violador.

Prefiero saber más acerca de mujeres que saben que las reglas hechas por la sociedad de solo ser un objeto y comportarse como tal esta mal, prefiero saber de mujeres que saber de hombres que piensan que la mujer no puede llegar a gobernar ni levantar la voz.

Me considero alguien de mente abierta, pero no puedo tolerar a la gente de mente cerrada y mucho menos escuchar ideas y gente que piensa que por tener pene es mejor que la gente que tiene vagina. Detesto tanto ver como hombres hablan y tratan mal a la mujer cuando una mujer fue la que les dió la vida, y hasta para los embarazos in vitro se necesita un ovulo para poder ser concibido.

Y si tengo que confesar que me alegra mucho ver que las mujeres han perdido el miedo a enfrentarse a presumidos hombres que con piensan esparcir sus pensamientos erroneos por todo el mundo.










Muchas veces olvidamos que hay más mujeres que hombres en el mundo, y si entre todas se dieran cuenta del poder que tienen, el machismo fuera algo diferente. Soy un hombre feminista y fiel creyente del "Girl Power" que las admira con mucho orgullo y respeto!

Un pequeño post dedicado a todas las mujeres del mundo que hacen la diferencia y se levantan contra el regimen machista y lucha y ganan a diario con inteligencia y agallas. !Mujeres, que fuera el mundo sin ustedes!

Algunas frases muy ciertas:

Un hombre soporta el dolor como un castigo no merecido; una mujer lo asume como su patrimonio natural. A las mujeres que pretenden ser iguales que los hombres les faltan ambición. (Timothy Leary)

Considero que mi cuerpo es un instrumento, no un adorno. (Alanis Morissette)

No hace falta ser anti-hombre para ser pro-mujer. (Jane Galvin Lewis)

Ser mujer es una tarea terriblemente difícil, porque consiste principalmente en tratar con hombres. (Joseph Conrad)

A los hombres se les enseña disculparse por sus debilidades, a las mujeres por sus capacidades. (Lois Wyse)

Un hombre sin cuernos............ es un animal indefenso. (Katherine)

Existen muy pocos trabajos que requieren tener un pene o una vagina. Todos los demás deberían ser accesibles para todo el mundo. (Florynce Kennedy)

Los únicos trabajos que no pueden hacer ningún hombre son ser una incubadora humana o amamantar. Así mismo, el único trabajo que no puede hacer ninguna mujer es ser donante de esperma. (Wilma Scott Heide)

"Fácil" es un adjetivo que se utiliza para describir una mujer que tiene la moralidad sexual de un hombre. (Nancy Linn-Desmond)

Nadie protesta si una mujer es una buena escritora, escultora o experta en genética, siempre y cuando logra ser a la vez una buena esposa, buena madre, guapa, esta siempre de buen humor, vestirse bien, ir bien arreglada y no quejarse nunca. (Marya Mannes)

La historia empieza cuando te fundes en sus brazos, y termina con tus brazos en su fregadero.

Los hombres son como los caracoles: Cornudos, babosos y arrastraos. (Olga)

The Knife - A Tooth For An Eye

                                                              "A Tooth For An Eye"

Under the sun
Look what we have got
And those who haven't
Bad luck

We've been running 'round
Pushing the shopping cart
January twothousandtwelve
Even in the suburbs of Rome

A brick in a castle
A camp for those on the run
Dance as weapons
Release my
Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you
Some other kid is sucking on my thumb
Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you
Another kid needs to suck on my thumb

Under the sun
Picking piles of flowers for the flowers' pot
It's all that I've got

On my doorstep
A screaming hand
I'm telling you stories
Trust me

Rewrite history
To suit our needs
Open my country
A tooth for an
Eye eyes eyes eyes tell me you
Some other kid is sucking on my thumb
Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you
Another kid needs to suck on my thumb

Border's lies
The idea of what's mine
A strange desire
Drawing lines with a ruler
Bring the fuel to the fire

Born this way! Proud by Choice

In a random conversation with one of my closest friends, the gay pride topic came out. And he told me that we (LGBT) take too serious the sexuality, equal rights and all the feeling rejected "thing". Statement which surprised me a lot since I thought that he was a little bit more open minded and not only that but with a better perspective and comprenhension about the sensitive topic we were talking.
I breath and calm down and answer:

"You cannot speak about that specific topic. Why? Well because you have never been a minority, you have never been a second class citizen, you have all your rights without asking for them, you have never been bullied in school or discriminated just because of being who you are, you have never been afraid that your family will realise who you really are and judge you and hate you because of that, you have never being afraid of telling them (your family) the truth about yourself and being kicked out of your home for being sincere, you have never been told that you are an abomination and that you will burn in hell by the lovely religions that we have, you have never been told that God hates you...... you won't understand and to be honest is better not to talk about this since I can see we have a kind of disagreement about this topic right now."

Society evolves, but so far I have seen this only in history classes but I never thought I would be part of history, I never thought my life and my decisions will bother someone else, that my rights will be in someone else hands, that I would be judged by people and not by God (if you believe in one)

All of the lesbians, gays, bisexuals, transgender, transexuals, asexuals that live in this earth have a pretty hard past (at least the majority of us) and way to learn to be happy even if the world is against you. For some of use the battle starts in our own family even when we don't know what's going on, but you understand soon that life is for winners not for losers. We are PROUD because we have overcome many SHITS that "NORMAL" people don't go thru. 

Why are we proud of being a QUEER? 

1. LIFE

Didn't committ suicide. Many of us went thru that awful stage where death is an option. I was suicidal for a long time, thinking about how to kill myself because I hate the way I was and I thought I was wrong, then one day I choose to live and forget all those negative thoughts and continue with my life and acomplish my goals. Nobody will live my life if I didn't start to see how bless I am just for being alive. 

2. TOLERANCE

Tolerance for those who teach love but hate is in their blood: Religion. I was born and raised in religion, I was told that the kingdom of God was closed to me just because of my nature, because when I was 7 years I was told that I decided to be and like what I do now, that I was wrong and that I needed to change, that I was a shame for God. Then I grew and I learned that I was not bad, sick or wrong and that I didn't want to feel miserable just for being me, so I told God: Hey God, I love you, but your followers are talking shit in your name, so I really don't like them but just to be clear I love you and that is what matters the most. The best response to hate is love and tolerance.  

3. LEARNED TO FORGIVE, BUT NOT TO FORGET

We all have been discriminated, hated, bullied, treated as shit by people. Words and attitudes hurts more than physical wounds, many times we learned to stay quiet and not speak just to keep "quiet". We learned to listen and to watch our family and friends, to love them even if they hate you. You might love someone a lot, but there is a limit and nobody has the power to treat you as a second class citizen. Some friends of you will love the way you are but won't  support the rights that you deserve as a human being and that is something that definitely you will forgive but not forget.

4. WE LEARNED TO STAND UP AND STOP BEING A VICTIM

One day I got tired of being bullied, so I started my taekwondo classes. I know that violence is wrong, but everything has it's limits, it feels good to punch in the face to those stupids that hits you and offended you for a long time and then see how they respect you. 

5. WALK TO AVOID, NOT TO RUN AWAY.

You just learn that some people are stupid! I just remember that one day someone asked me: "Were you raped? " Seriously? Then you learn that some people are just ignorants and they love it and they hate to learn and to open their mind. We learned that those persons feel really irritated when you just ignore them. 

There are so many other reasons why we are and why we choose to be proud! But for the moment those are a few I can think were the most important for me at the beggining. Life is not fair sometimes, but we all learn that it always gets better. We learned that we are light, that we are good and that there is nothing wrong with us.

For you that you are reading, just think about it: What if one day your son or your daughter is gay? Believe me I don't wish your son or daughter born that way because it is hard indeed to be a "Queer" in this world, it is hard. If that is the case would you like to be part of the closed minded society who discriminates or part of the smart society who evolves and learns that tolerance is a life style and not judge by the cover.

There is something you have to keep in mind: We are queer, we are here and we are not afraid.

For those in Russia, in the middle east in those societies where being who you are is condemned by the same ignorants who attempt to rule the world with their old ancient rules, let me tell you: IT GETS BETTER. Hold on and keep fighting, the world is watching, we all have to fight our own demons, we all have to fight our own battles in our own families, circles, societies and countries. Don't give up and remember that society wouldn't be the same without our shine, without our light.


For those who have fallen, either because you took your life away or because someone decided to take your life away from us, we are proud of you and we are proud to live for you. And for those who are struggling, please see the light and let me assure you.... it gets beautifully better!

"There is no light without dark, no happiness without grief, no improvement without error, and no true love without heartbreak. Take every bump in the road as a signal for something greater to come.

- Roy Peng"

I have so much anger, deception, rage and sadness inside.
I can't describe it.
And I surely don't think I'm a bad person or friend.
In fact I consider myself, as a person trying to make things good and being a loyal and real friend.
Friends are a blessing I can say and assure that.
I have friends that are more like family that what my sister is to me.
Friends who I can give everything I do it, but is the way I am.
I like to do it, to be like that and never do it with any other purpose.
But is really hard when a friend can't keep a promise that you know you friend CAN acomplish.
Is fucking hard and painful when you start to not trust your beloved ones anymore.
After all you have gone through years and with the wrong people.
Just when you thought you found your real ones you get dissapointed once more.

I wonder sometimes if this is a curse, or if I have to die and be reborned again.
But really there are sometimes that I can get mad, but something that can really bother me and
forget my inner peace is deception and sadness from dissapointment.

We learn, and the stupid naive person that we used to be in the past will always learn, and will always remember.
You have to remember everything but don't hold resentment you have to forgive.
You have to forgive, but it doesn't mean that you will trust.
You have to be the same good friend, but with limits.
You always learn.

People will make shits in your life, very often or eventually.
And to be honest, I do prefer to know that the one who fucked up a moment in my life was my friend than someone that I don't fucking know.
And is better to fight with your friend than fighting with someone who isn't worth it, eventually you will forgive just if the friendship is that worth it.

Yes, this is only written to let it out.
I need it....... I fucking need it.
Thanks to Anne Frank I understood something that simplified all my life so I can feel relief or just think about things more and make a conclusion for them:

“Paper is more patient than man.”

I guess in this case it would be: "Blogs are more patient than man".

Remember always to breath. 

(Just random writing to feel better) 

Earth Hour / Humanity Hour

"Earth Hour"

I love all the marketing that comes with the "Earth Hour", all the slogans "Remember that you can help the planet just with one hour". It's so shameful knowing that we have got to ONE simple hour of of 8760 hours out of the year. An hour to change the earth, so we can feel better with our shameful reality? Let's stop lying to ourselves. 

I'm environmentalist but I'm also REALISTIC, let's stop playing around and make the people who is dirty and irresponsible during the year to feel good for one simple hour of effort. 

If we want to help the planet and ourselves: we have to stop and start to change bad habits, be more cleaner and more responsables for our actions, THAT my friends will help the planet, not a fucking earth hour.

Remember that the earth has gone through so many things, this hour is for us, the ones who are trying to save from destruction is OURSELVES FROM OURSELVES. Believe me the earth had gone through so many rough times, and humanity is just a phase, this is the " humanity hour" the earth hour? COME ON! After humanity disappears, the earth will evolve and continue it's path, we will no be longer there but we will be gone because of our own fault. 

So let's make sense and let's make a "Humanity Hour" because EARTH doesn't need anything from us, we are the ones depending on EARTH. 

Happy Black Sheep - The Beggining

This is the story of the happy black sheep:  

At the beggining he used to think about nothing, just enjoying being a kid, being a simple student, caring about nothing more than playing, studying and having a nice sleep. The same routine, going to church every tuesday, wednesday, friday and sunday. During the day watching tv, playing with his neighbours, getting dirty in his parent's house, their home, having a talk to them, maybe getting punished and being overprotected most of his childhood, but he still and will always love them, his loving home. 

Then he started to grow up, those feelings started to be unleashed, the part where you start to questioning all, where you try to get answers, the time when you try to understand why you are different. 

That time where you start to wonder if being different is a bless or a curse, where being different means being a freak in a little town, where your hunger for culture and more limits to read literature, old books that are there thanks to your dead grandma that he never knew, thanks to that person who even being dead keeps teaching about life and the world. Then he started to realise that there was something better and bigger out there than a little town called Chalchuapa. 

Then he started wonder if out there, were others thinking the same way he did or probably even more weird than him, the same way the black sheep thought, with that hunger of talking and feeling the same. With the same old closed minded way to think, that way to think where you believe you are a freak, an abomination, a weird person a weird sheep, not just for being gay, also for liking rock, comic books, anime, Anne Rice, Agatha Christie, Andy Warhole, piercings, tattoos, different type of people and... things that nobody in his family knew, until he started to develop that in himself. 

The black sheep in a little town in a christian family. That was his best description, then the black sheep wanted to fly, get out there and know more. Guess what? The sheep had the chance to do it, to know that beautiful piece of paradise in earth called San Francisco. 

The black sheep living in San Francisco, it was like a rainbow growing in his little sad heart.

Good place for a teen age sheep confused and with a conflicted mind? 

OH yes, it was. 

The best place to know that he was fine, that there wasn't nothing wrong with him, that as he was a freak and a weirdo, there were a lot of sheeps like him and proud of it, so the sad negative black sheep turned into a happy black sheep.

Came back to his little town, with a different mind, the black sheep  feeling overwhelmed to see so much people in a town thinking the same odd way, decided to move a the big town called San Salvador, where he knew he will meet more black sheeps, and more colorful sheeps that in the little town....

REUNION

We visit a life we both left behind
Ignore the heart
Move to the ever-moving
Or, blazin', we go over
And over and over and over again

If I wait too long,
I'll lose you from my sight
Maybe tonight
I could stop dreaming
And start believing in forever
And ever and ever and ever again

Reunion, reunion
Reunion, reunion
Never not ever, never not ever again

And it's burning inside 'til you give it up
How long should I wait?
There's no need to hide, from this
Only you in here

There's an end to us with someone else inside
You shine your light
There goes that feeling, won't let me see them
Never not ever, never not ever again

Did I see you, see me, in a new light?
Did I see you, see me, in a new light?
Did I see you, see me, in a new light?
Never not ever again
Did I (Never not ever) see you (Never again)
See me (Never not ever) in a new light? (Never not ever again)
Did I see you, see me?
Never not ever, never not ever again

Lo fácil y lo correcto.

Diariamente, a veces, muchas veces, otras pocas nos encontramos en la situación en la que nos quejamos que algo no esta bien, solamente por el hecho de que es difícil y el hecho de esforzarnos lo hace incorrecto.

Es inicio de año y es tiempo de dejar de poner excusas, de enojarnos por que nos digan nuestras áreas de mejora, porque seamos honestos con nosotros mismos, de aceptar nuestros errores.

Dicen por ahí que toma 21 días formar un hábito, pues yo creo que eso es estúpido. Creo que formar un buen hábito es algo mental y voluntario y automático. Muchas veces me encuentro en ese espacio entre lo fácil y lo correcto diariamente.

Lo fácil es fumar, ser un adicto a la nicotina, desgastar mi salud, y en un par de años desarrollar enfermedades y ya todos sabemos la historia.

Lo fácil es tomar soda, café, refrescos y alcohol en cantidades que nos dañan nuestro organismo.

Lo fácil es ser gordos, es tener sobrepeso, es comer y comer como si no hay mañana, sin pensar en las consecuencias para nuestro organismo y para nuestro futuro.

Lo fácil es ser un pendejo con un poco de paciencia cuando esta sobre mucha presión.

Eso es lo fácil, lo simple, las excusas van de la mano con lo fácil.

Lo difícil no es dejar de fumar, no es dejar de tomar y comer cosas que nos perjudican diariamente, lo difícil no es comer saludable. Lo difícil somos nosotros con nuestra pobre voluntad de no hacer las cosas, lo difícil somos nosotros con nuestra baja autoestima al no creer que tenemos el poder de lograr cosas impensables.

Cada día es mejor levantarse de buen ánimo y pensar que cosas buenas pasarán. Si te das cuenta que para el final del día andas todo amargado, piensa si has dormido bien, puede ser la razón de tu ánimo tan poco amigable. No te descargues con los demás por tus presiones, mejor recuerda que todos tienen una vida y que tienen responsabilidades.

Piensa en lo correcto que será más gratificante al final del día y en tu vida y deja a un lado lo fácil que es el camino de los pobres de voluntad y de autoestima.

Abuso, conformismo y más abuso.

Mientras la población salvadoreña no reaccione todos los abusos por parte de políticos, transportistas y empresarios van a seguir en su rutina con todo la seguridad de hacer lo que quieran sin ningún problema. 
Cada día nos damos cuenta que los más afectados somos el pueblo, todos somos afectados, clase baja, media o alta. 

Con esta crisis del transporte el gobierno podría al fin cambiar y revocar los permisos de circulación. Como salvadoreño al que me descuentan mensualmente de mi salario impuestos, así como ustedes, pago ese subsidio. Estoy pagando un servicio de mala calidad, que daña el medio ambiente con las enormes cantidades de humo que emanan día a día esas unidades, que para este tiempo deberían de ser todas modernas según los acuerdos para que les den el subsidio; estoy pagando maltrato de parte de motoristas y cobradores, estoy pagando accidentes y tragedias viales causadas por la excesiva velocidad e imprudencia de parte de ese sector tan privilegiado como lo son los empresarios corruptos y consentidos del gobierno: Los transportistas.

Estoy de acuerdo en que se hagan licitaciones a empresas FORMALES y NO corruptas como la de muchos transportistas que se atreven a ofender al pueblo, salvadoreños que hacen que su negocio sea rentable. Me duele ver como el pueblo siempre tiene que salir sobrando cuando somos nosotros los que movemos la economía.
Esta situación seguirá igual, ya sea con los políticos corruptos, con los transportistas, o con los empresarios siempre pagando el mínimo y explotando más al pobre. Mientras el pueblo no actué NADA va a cambiar. Lo he dicho y lo repito, es tiempo de dejar de quejarnos y empezar a actuar.

Países desarrollados como España dan el ejemplo cuando millares de habitantes protestan, la primavera árabe que inició en el 2010 y se sigue dando en países en los que la represión están a la orden del día, personas valientes y conscientes de sus derechos han actuado para cambiar su realidad.

Sentados y criticando no vamos a lograr nada. Es tiempo de darle un nuevo sentido a la revolución, creo que seguimos con el concepto que revolución es guerra, revolución es cambiar nuestra realidad, desde nuestras vidas personales hasta la realidad de un país completo sin necesidad de violencia, pero con inteligencia y unidad nacional. Revolución es dejar de cortar árboles y empezar a sembrar árboles, revolución es despertar del letargo y decir NO a los políticos corruptos, decir NO a los abusos por parte de transportistas, decir no y empezar a actuar.