Trust

What is trust? I think you've said or heard the expression "Trust me". And it comes pretty easily to use, but can you really trust that person? Or even more than that, can you be trusted?

Well, first, the trust whatever might it be in essence, is earned. "Given trust" just like that, by default is a mistake. So you possibly think that a person you trust is a person that can save you from danger in a life threatening situation. But factually you need to trust that person with your day. Daily based, life is more difficult than death.

Assuming that you will find a right path and a right person toenable that fuzzy refreshing feeling, that comfort of decision named trust, you might find yourself in the next situation; the betrayal.And this can have two forms. It's either the fact that your whole trust assigning process is rotten, or it's target was unworthy of it. The best way to spot the issue and if it is your thought or the person is realizing how many times this happened to you so far. If you are consttanlty let down by people you entrust, then you have to reconsider the ways you let yourself trust. It is crucial to understand and perfect this, like any other aspect of your life. You might come as a harsh and cold hearted in this transition, but keep in mind how necessary it is.

Trust comes in various shapes and sizes. It is specific and personal for each individual. There isn't such thing as an universal recipe for it. Tailored by one's spirit and personality, it can be perfected only from inside. A self made custom product that can enable, if handled right, a whole new and brilliant path to guide your steps through the daily mayhem delivered by our human existence.

Salt

So let's talk...salt.I haven't yet swapped the content on my posts towards cooking nor inorganic chemistry. I am in search of the salt that resides in our beings. And if you ask in what way or what salt, well, let me try and paste a picture. Just moments ago I was mentioning cooking. Some roast... mashed potatoes... some sauce, pasta, pickles, chocolate even. All nice,with flavor. But then get those cooked without salt. No salt at all. The all round enhanced taste is gone. The roast tastes like... plastic. And so on.
Salt is not the most complex and complete product. You cannot have only that and get by. But you definitely need it in order to spice up your food and in this particular case, your soul. So I kept thinking what is this salt? I don't know yet. You might have encountered people that besides their almost identical appearance or structure... moral or immoral grounds of their personality, they are so distinct that all you can do is wonder.
We might have ideologies, qualities and defects, and they are all part of who we are. And they are common in existence to all. Not the same, or the same quantity, because after all we're individual beings. But what not all have is this... salt.And unlike gastronomy, I feel that a person cannot have too much of it.
This salt is sometimes visible to a trained eye. A spark in someone's look. Or the delicate touch that someone lands on something or another someone. In might be a sort of inner peace, case in which I am sad to realize I have none of it. Yet by now you know already that I'm not the top of the human food chain, and there should be no surprise if I get outrun by others.
So while I keep searching for the exact definition of this "salt" that resides in some of our souls, I'd urge you to do the same. And by that I don't mean specific finding a definition, but finding the salt in you.

Equinox

Today, at 9:04 am GMT, the equinox "hit". At that point the day was as long as the night, and from there on, the night will only get more and more territorial, grabbing her rightful place. And with it I revive. The days will be filled with darkness and cold, resembling a bit my will, and the remains of my soul. I love everything that is to come beyond this date, escalating until the winter solstice, when the night is at it's peak. Why do I or what's to love about it? Well, the dead cold silence. No more the fuss of people roaming around, tourists, joggers. And the ones that will remain will be deserving of it. Whomever dares defy the slicing cold and the rarity of life forms has my respect and gratitude.
The trees will turn brown. The air will fill your lungs with power, feeling it reaching for each bone. Birds will fly away or find shelter. The nature's life as we know it, is preparing for a hold. And when our reign comes to an end, only the deserving ones would have made it through.
So, slowly, children of the summer, gather your things and be on your way. Now the time is ours. And we intend to benefit from it. Held in captivity for over 6 months we are now ready to erupt and lay our dry cold touch on the world.

Power surge

How many times have you felt weak? Almost lifeless. Just a shade, barely scraping with your fingers what future weaves for you. Well, that must have been because in truth,you are weak. We're all weak and fragile. Thin sheets of glass trying to withstand the winds, the pressure that others and us create all around. But since you already feel weak,you are on the right way. Thinking you are not is an ultimate mistake. Not knowing what you are will help in no way to find a remedy for it.

And now you have to let go everything that doesn't serve you well. The people in your life, the circumstances, the places that are tampering your will. Keep close just your values of life. Don't lie to yourself. It's not good as an end result to lie to anyone, but lying to you it's beyond stupid. You have to live with yourself all day long,all your life, through sleep, through seasons...
You are important and insignificant at the same time. Important for you and people in your life; insignificant for the world as a whole and the Universe itself. So embrace the truth as it is. It is highly probable to be not so nice to visualize or accept. But never deny it. Your life will then be nothing. You will be then truly and irreversible weak. If that is something you can live it, okay... good for you. At least you might remember that it was your choice that you opted to live your life like this. If what you do with your life can be actually called living.
I'm not trying to sell a book, not even a blog post about self help or such similar techniques. As you read this, depending who you are, I am important or irrelevant for you. What I can offer you is only insight gained from my own mistakes. As I am constantly alpha-testing my life, I come up with numbers, data and statistics about... life. So, if these lines make no sense for you, put them aside for a while. Leave them there, safe, as I know that one day, they will come and reach for you. One day you'll find some for them some use.

Photo: Ambro

Money talk

Ok. Let's take a break from the common human inner struggle and talk money...sort of...human external struggle.
Some of you might still feel the 2008 crash and burn in the worldwide economy. Some of you might have been caught off guard.So let's see what it is all about in short and common terms.
It's not the first time something like this happened. Sometimes more locally than global,but in the end is something of an old story.
So in 2008, what happened was an economic display of the saying "Don't stretch more than your blanket can cover". What I am amazed by even now is that no one saw it coming.And by no one, I mean people that could have done something to prevent it. I saw it, but not in the exact proportion (I'll tell you later on why), and well, I was and still I'm not in any position to influence even the market of the vegetables the old lady sells few streets away. So we either have our destinies held in the hands of the blind people or ignorant ones. And ignorant it is. Because,if you remember what started the fire was the Lehman Brothers bankruptcy. And that was no mistake. It was a premeditated act, to make an example out of that company for everyone that stretches more than they can cover. While a logic goal, it was totally messed up. Because markets panic. And in stock markets decisions are made within seconds, sometimes only on superficial information. So, L.B. goes south, market sees it, while the people that took the decision don't feed any information into the system. All panic, start selling short, everyone remembers that guy X,company Y owe them money, margin calls come to a flow. And everyone tries to get their hands on money. But the issue is that at no point there will be so many printed money to cover the quantities of transactions. And what started as a snowball fight turned into an avalanche.
Now, what can you do to craft a safety net? First stop spending what you don't have. I know that car looks shiny and that brochure for summer in Cabo is tempting. And you should go for it.Maybe when you'll come home you won't have anything else that a "Foreclosure" post on your door.
If you have money to invest, two words: Precious metals.I am following their markets for over 4 years. I still pummel myself in the head for not getting my hands on as much silver as possible.Why silver? Well, I don't have exactly the purchase power for gold or rhodium. But to make it simple... how much interest does your bank pay for your deposit? Depends on the country of course but as a simple example, U.S. maximum deposit interest I could find was 1.1% /year.That while if you try to get a loan,they go up to 5%. So that's a 400% roughly in profit for giving you someone's else money. So, let's say you have.... $10.000.We're gonna make some simple math,excluding taxes and fees and the little mazes that every country's laws have.So if in 2007 you would have made a deposit,now you would have got in your balance ... less than $10.500. Now let's put that money in gold and silver.In 2007 gold started at $648/oz and silver at $13/oz. Today, gold is at $1840 and silver at about $42. Translated, gold would have got in your balance almost $29k and silver $32k. That is 19 or 22 thousand dollars profit. How is that compared to the $500?
Now I know it seems boring and tedious, and even more sounds over hyped, but this is the reality. You can buy it and have it delivered, or keep it in a pool account, works the same.
I remember an interview from 2 years ago when an economist said "If I'm forced to keep currency,I'll take only coins: the metal they are made from is at least worth something"

War

War. If I think a while this might be the human's first "proffession".Not gathering, not farming or hunting but war. Something appealing about the bloodshed that kept the cavemen, then tribes, empires and countries revolving around this habbit. And for what?
I am no pretender and I can't pose into the light of a pacifist,driving a stereotypical Volkswagen van. War was and sometimes is necessary. My "beef" with it though,is the same as with any other thing or action that cannot be justified. Or even more, with wars that are carried on false pretenses. Any sort of violence is to be frown upon, but we also have to understand it. And it has come more and more difficult to see the real reason behind the curtains. Look what we have today: Wars in Middle East, "revolutions" in countries of North Africa, riots along the board everywhere. And it has to stop. Which can be hard when you are fed missconceptions. Hard when you get a jeans advert with a dude that walks up to a police shield wall on a street with riots,raising his hands with a messagge of "bring it on" and the advert voices it as "You are marvelous". One of the most common forms of war starting is instigation.
As people we lost respect as a whole. But when you provoke violence, when you have that need of "let's smash and destroy something" and you opt for something else than your own dishes and TV set, then expect violence.In this context there isn't "be a greater man".You should be held responsable for every of your actions and paid back in full and the same "currency" as the one you claimed.
I know there are countries and nations oppressed by somehow tyrant remains.And those will fight their way out of it, because after all, the rule of reciprocity applies there too. Be oppressive and you shall expect feedback ...and not the most kind of feedback.
But after all, just understand the reasons of war as you should try to understand everything that happens around you. Fire can only be fought with fire if you crave for efficiency. And if you open your eyes you'll see that what you've thought before was in fact no thinking.Was a veil of shadows sawn to cover the eyes of those who cannot be bothered with searching for the truth. Unfortunately that mass of people is still overwhelming. But as it will decrease you'll see that less and less violence will emerge. It will never be extinct. It should never be so. At least not until the last person that sustained it through ignorance has closed it's eyes for the last time.

My world

My world... is a different one from this one that you know. My world has a blue cold sun. The oceans are green and in never rains. Never. There are no cities, just deserts linked together by molded pavements. The oceans are green and lifeless. No animals live here and plants you can rarely see in some shadowed and humid refuge. The days and the nights are long... long and eerie. And they go by, watching upon us, the few inhabitants lost among the deserts. We never smile. We never cry. We're as deep as the rain-less sky, think as the green waters and cold as our sun.
Stranger to each other and abandoned by our own faith, we still live. The purpose why I do is fairly foggy. My beliefs are starting to turn into nothingness with every step that I take. In some forgotten corner of my memory I remember days long ago when time meant something for me. When I stood up, armed and ready to fight for the principles that made by themselves this world to be whole. I think I've failed somehow. Outnumbered or diabolically betrayed, one day I felt my armor falling down. My weapon. My pride. Stripped down to bare bones and emptied from content.
I am sorry world. I guess I knew that this will happen. And look what we've become. What this place has become.
Now is time for me to walk again. Along with the other few that still live, I'll keep haunting this place. Driven only by hatred and regrets. By sorrow and bitter touch. The world... you... have forgotten us. And now look at what this place has become without our stewardship. I hope you can be happy, cause we, the last remaining to see the truth will never be.