MY OWN PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE

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Rene Descartes: 'I think therefore I am'

Thus, because our senses sometimes deceive us, I would suppose that nothing is such as they make us to imagine it; and because I was as likely to err as another in reasoning, I rejected as false all the reasons which I had formerly accepted as demonstrative; and finally, considering that all the thoughts we have when awake can come to us also when we sleep without any of them being true, I resolved to feign that everything which had ever entered my mind was no more truth than the illusion of my dreams.  

After this, reflecting upon the fact that I doubted, and that consequently my being was not quite perfected (for I saw that to know is a greater perfection than to doubt), I bethought me to inquire whence I had learnt to think of something more perfect than myself; and it was clear to me that this must come from some nature which was in fact more perfect. For other things I could regard as dependencies of my nature if they were real, and if they were not real they might proceed from nothing--that is to say, they might exist in me by way of defect.  

The Myth of Osiris

The Myth of Osiris

Osiris

In the very beginning of time Osiris was the king of Egypt and his queen (and sister) was the goddess Isis.
He was beloved by the people whom he told how to worship the gods and grow their crops for their daily bread. His brother Set became jealous and tried to overthrow him and become king himself. When participating in a feast with Osiris as host, Set began to describe a beautiful coffin he had, in a way that made the other guests curious.

Isis

He was asked to fetch it and so he did and this was just in line with his plan. Everyone agreed on that it was a magnificent piece and Set told them that he would give it away to whomever fitted exactly into it. Since he had made the coffin himself it was measured to fit one person only - his brother Osiris. When he placed himself in it Set and his fellows quickly nailed the lid and threw it into the Nile. Queen Isis was overcome by sorrow and began to search all over the land for it, but in vain.

One day she heard that a wonderful tree had sprung on the shores of Byblos in the north on the Eastern coast of the Mediterranean Sea, where the king had cut it down and built a palace from it.

Horus

Isis understood that this was the place where the coffin had come to shore and she went there in disguise. She got job at the court as a hairdresser for the queen and now when she could walk freely inside the castle she began to look for the coffin, and finally she found it. She took it and left for Egypt by boat and came to the marshlands in the delta. There she opened it and took a last farewell of her beloved husband Osiris and began searching for a suitable place to bury him. But Set was aware of all this and was hiding nearby. When Isis went to rest for the night he snatched the coffin and cut his brother's body into fourteen pieces and spread them all over Egypt. Isis became furious and asked her sister Nephthys and her son Anubis, the jackal, to help her to regain the pieces of her husband's body.

Nepthis

Set

They now started a nation wide search that lasted for many years and finally all the part were found except for the penis which had been thrown into the Nile where it was devoured by a catfish.
Isis made a wooden replacement for it and then put the whole body together. She now asked the sun god Re to make her husband alive just for one day, which he did, and they could have a last night of love together. The next day Osiris died and his body was enbalmed by Anubis who thus made him the first mummy. Isis later gave birth to a son who was named Horus and she did all she could to keep it a secret from Set, but he found them and almost killed them in an ambush. 

 http://www.nemo.nu/ibisportal/0egyptintro/1egypt/index.htm

Believe in your dreams / Cree en tus sueños

no matter if people can't trust  you... make ur dreams come true 

"Aprender una cosa significa entrar en contacto con un mundo del cual no se tiene la menor idea" (Paulo Coelho, del libro Brida) 

       Nichole estaba sentada en la banca  del balcón de su casa mirando la carretera,era una  una tarde lluviosa  de verano y mientras miraba los pocos carros pasar y el sol llegando a su ocaso  pensaba en lo cabreada que había estado la semana pasada.

      Pasó por su revuelta mente una idea que la estaba atormentando, algo que sentía arder en su pecho pero que no podía expresar y el momento de silencio se rompió cuando exclamo al cielo : "mi lado poético esta muriendo y no lo encuentro en mi interior ¿será que cuando abandonas tus sueños nada vuelve a ser igual ?". Solo pudo reconocer un sentimiento EL MIEDO 

      Y es que el miedo es uno de los factores mas comunes para dejar de creer en un sueño, dejar que la llama de la imaginación se extinga y que la musa muera al elevar su canto matinal cual paloma herida cayendo al vació de la perdición.

    De pronto mientras vislumbraba el crepúsculo,  la suave brisa rozó su mejilla como diciéndole..."no dejes de creer" y Nichole recobró su fuerza con los últimos rayos del sol sellando un pacto con su destino al cual lanzando un suspiro exclamó: "soy cazadora, soy indomable, soy única, soy una guerrera, mi  batalla no se acaba mientras los sueños persistan y la rebeldía no es mas que un despertar del alma a la realidad de la vida".

(kiki)

querido corazón...

 

Querido corazón,

Enamórate cuando estés listo.
No,

Cuando te sientas solo  

Algunas veces, el amor es  traicionero...cuando nos enfrentamos a él sin estar listos y muchas veces llenos de falsas expectativas, tal vez porque idealizamos al  amado en un plano sobrenatural, o por que jugamos a que los príncipes de cuentos saltan de los libros y películas para  llevarnos en su blanco corcel  y rescatarnos de la realidad...cualquiera que sea el problema  el tiempo es siempre la mejor respuesta... recientemente lo comprobé a la mala. es decir que  quise ver algo que nunca estuvo ahí, o porque encontré cosas de ese alguien especial que no estaban en mis sueños de su perfección, el punto es que por LA SOLEDAD todo era perfecto, no podía notar defectos aun a pesar de que saltaban a la vista... como sea  la amistad es algo que jamás se pierde pero jamás no es para siempre así que cuando te enamores de tus amigos  ten por seguro que uno de los dos saldrá herido  o  desilusionado, al menos es como me siento ahora ... nada cambio es solo que ahora  le conozco mejor y debo decir que si hay parte que aun amo de él, las hay también que no soporto, y puedo decir que es el mejor escuchando y las mejores platicas de mi vida han sido con el no importando que el tema sea vano o nada enriquecedor  estaba ahí siendo participe y no solo pretendiendo  escucharme ... al final descubrí que siempre serás mi mejor amigo  (sabes bien quien eres ) .

Así que memorándum para mí, recuerda que amaras solo cuando estés lista y no cuando la soledad te orille a aceptar cualquier cosa para sentirte amada, deseada o querida , la belleza del poder amar es que todo sea natural, espontaneo , romántico sin tener que planear nada y que el sentimiento se desarrolle en ambos y no solo en uno. 

(kiki)

what is love for me??

Love is more than passion and seduction, more than likes or dislikes because is the most pure feeling of the soul and heart screaming out loud making the intensity in the feeling during the emotion , just an instant of devotion and gratitude; taking riks and falling deeply into the sentiment....

El amor es más que la pasión y la seducción, más que el me  gusta o disgusta, porque es el sentimiento más puro del alma y el corazón gritando en voz alta  la intensidad de la sensación en esa  emoción, apenas un instante de la devoción y gratitud, el tomar riesgos y caer profundamente en el sentimiento ....

(kiki)