Live Life, Don't Watch It.

The night, your night. Every night. Starts with a simple question. Is it to be an evening on the sofa staring at strangers, a televised spew of reality stars, fame hunters and Primadonnas, everyone plotting, catch phrasing, confessing and unraveling, or do you want it to be more. A time when judges and contestants are replaced by teen moms, trouble makers and teen mates. No islands to be voted off. No board rooms to be fired from. Where sunrise is the only elimination ceremony. Because in the end the night deserves to be played not watched. And channel surfing is not a sport. 

Here’s to the after hours Athlete. 

Puma Social - Droga 5 

A never-ending game

We all want to be seen as successful. Being admired is another form of being loved, and everyone wants that. And for many people, money and power are the ways they measure success. It’s a never-ending game, because the person seeking love by trying to get a million dollars will not feel loved at one million. So they will try to get to two million. Guess how they feel then? The same.

Fooled.

Now you're looking for the secret... but you won't find it, because of course you're not really looking. You don't really want to know. You want to be fooled.

The Prestige (2006). Christopher Nolan.

We ask.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate; our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? …”
 

Marianne Williamson.

Prime numbers.

Prime numbers are divisible only by 1 and by themselves. They stand in their place in the infinite series of natural numbers, squashed in between two others, like all other numbers, but a step further on than the rest. They are suspicious and solitary, which is why Mattia thought they were wonderful. Sometimes he thought that they had ended up in that sequence by mistake, that they’d been trapped like pearls strung on a necklace. At other times he suspected that they too would rather have been like all the others, just ordinary numbers, but for some reason they weren’t capable of it.

The Solitude of Prime Numbers, Paul Giordano.

Fémina.

No se ofenda, Daniel, pero usted tiene el problema clásico de los hombres que se casan con una fémina de bandera. La señora Bea, que para mí es y será una santa, está, en el vernáculo popular, para mojar el pan y rebañar el plato con los dedos. En consecuencia, es previsible que crápulas, infelices, chulopiscinas y toda clase de gallitos al uso le vayan detrás.

El Prisionero del Cielo, Carlos Ruiz Zafón.

Fabulous roman yellow candles.

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous roman yellow candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everyone goes, awww!


Jack Kerouac.

Re-given.

Cities fall, but they are rebuilt. And heroes die, but they are remembered. We honor them with every brick we lay, with every field we sow, With every child we comfort, and then teach to rejoice in what we have been re-given. Our planet. Our home. So now, let us begin. 

Deep Impact (1998), Mimi Leder.

PD:cualquier speech en la voz de Morgan Freeman garpa grosso.

Disappointed.

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

Mark Twain.

Right beside you.

Light up, light up

As if you have a choice

Even if you cannot hear my voice

I’ll be right beside you dear

Run, Snow Patrol.

Who we really are.

I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You're not a bad person. You're a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (2007).

Understanding.

Is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another? We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close can we come to that person’s essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do we really know anything important about anyone?

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, Haruki Murakami.

The pleasure, the privilege.

And if a double-decker bus crashes in to us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. And if a ten ton truck kills the both of us, to die by your side, well the pleasure, the privilege is mine.

There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths. 

The way I smile.

Sometimes you make me feel like I'm living at the edge of the world, like I'm living at the edge of the world. "It's just the way I smile," you said.

Plainsong. Robert Smith. 

Bizarro crap.

Just because she likes the same bizarro crap you do doesn't mean she's your soul-mate. 

(500) Days of Summer (2009), Mark Webb.

What else can we do.

This is our decision to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?

Forget about our mothers and our friends.
We were fated to pretend.

Time to Pretend, MGMT (2007).

The Laughing Heart

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

Charles Bukowski.

Dots.

If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later. Again, you can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

Steve Jobs, Stanford's 114th Commencement Address.

Reading.

I merely say that all reading for pleasure is escape, whether it be Greek, mathematics, astronomy, Benedetto Croce, or The Diary of the Forgotten Man. To say otherwise is to be an intellectual snob, and a juvenile at the art of living.


The Simple Art of Murder, Raymond Chandler.