Posted in Rock

Rock Saved Me!

Was about 20 y.o. when, for the second time in my life, I made the final preparation for my eternal demise. One step away  from putting the final nail in my coffin… One step away from taking my own life… 30 seconds and I would have fallen into demise…Prospect food for crows, I saw my shadow laughing at this gloomy tableau…

I won’t talk about events that led me to this dark moment, let’s just say that a combination of deadly factors, including depression, heartbreak, miserable times topped by  a lost in the will to live brought me to that point. I hated everyone but mostly I hated myself, or whatever was left of me. I felt like if I wouldn’t end it with my own hands, alcohol would have got the job done.

However, one blister of light somehow was given to this peasant. I found a neverending source of life pursuit: ROCK music. Through the magic mana of it, starving for life I became.Now there is this ancient old belief since the dinosaurs crawled the Earth, that often associates rock with satanism or occult doctrines. Utter bullshit! I`m the living proof that it helped me crawl back from the dead.

Rock music is all about the blend of each single instrument that as harder as it vibes, the deeper the feelings and the emotions are passed on to the listener. Adding the lyrics that are not only words that make no sense, but rather true experiences wrapped into a melodic track. Above all is the undisputed implication of all the band members that literally give their spirits for us to consume. If you can reach deep enough, you can unveil the beautiful mathematic theorems that are hidden. At that moment the full connection is done… instruments, vibe with each word the singer eats his heart out with, fully transposing you into the state of mind the song puts you in.

If I found myself in something that saved me, so can you. Discover your own rock and hang on to it with your teeth!

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Interview —–>> Know me through 40 Rongs ! 

  1. Wake up song – System Of A Down – Chop Suey!
  2. Ready to work – Foo Fighters – Best Of You
  3. Fuck this shit – Queen – I Want To Break Free
  4. In the zone – Red Hot Chili Peppers – Can’t Stop
  5. Angry as shit – Three Days Grace – I Hate Everything About You
  6. Me against the world – Linkin Park – Numb
  7. Retreat in my dungeon – Korn – Alone I Break
  8. Bipolarity – Slipknot – Duality
  9. When someone stepped on my tail – Nine Inch Nails – Hurt
  10. Master of airbreathers – Metallica – Master of Puppets
  11. Not belonging anywhere – Avenged Sevenfold – Afterlife
  12. Everything falling apart – Crazy Town – Drowning
  13. Confessions – Rage Against The Machine – Testify
  14. Stronger than ever – AC/DC – Back In Black
  15. Feeling indestructible – Disturbed – Indestructible
  16. Hidden desires – Muse – Undisclosed Desires
  17. When my heart is of ice – Crossfade – Cold
  18. When seeing hot girls – Hot Blooded – Foreigner
  19. Love related – Bon Jovi – Bad Medicine
  20. Encountering crazy girls – Buckcherry – Crazy Bitch
  21. Sweet memories – Guns N’ Roses – Sweet Child O’ Mine
  22. Broken hearted – tie Papa Roach – Leader of the Broken Hearts – Papa Roach – Scars
  23. Aftermath – Bullet For My Valentine – Tears Don’t Fall
  24. Moving on – Apocalyptica – I Don’t Care
  25. Feeling alive again – P.O.D. – Alive
  26. Cherishing each day – U2 – Beautiful Day
  27. Remembering past events – Sevendust – Angel’s Son
  28. Something is not really the same anymore – Deftones-Change
  29. Fuck off – Pantera – Walk
  30. Suppressing everyone feeling – Motörhead – King of Kings
  31. Inceptive for some patience – Audioslave – Like a Stone
  32. Dancing while working out – Survivor – Eye Of The Tiger
  33. Rage against the others – Marilyn Manson – The Beautiful People
  34. Headbanging – Rammstein – Du Hast
  35. Find inner strength – ASKING ALEXANDRIA – Moving On
  36. Escaping work – Iron Maiden – Run To The Hills
  37. I`m so ugly, but so are you – Nirvana – Lithium
  38. Feel like punkin` – Billy Idol – Rebel Yell
  39. When I get started up – The Rolling Stones – Start Me Up
  40. Just letting it go – Lenny Kravitz – Fly Away

Posted in Essay,

Emotionless Robots

Walking from work today, maybe for the thousand time; passing frequently the same bus station where I always saw this old lady that was selling flowers. Now she didn’t have a stand or something, she was just laying there, sitting on some steps, waiting to make an honest amount of money. In my mind, I would have loved to buy some flowers only knowing I might do a good deed. But has that ever happened? No! Every time I passed to that station, I felt like a squeezing in my heart, a lost of breath, shame (just like in GOT). I was and still am a damn coward. I could at least empathize with her but I would rather keep my earphones, increase the volume of music, vanish with my tail between my legs.

But today, a chilly October, I was mesmerized. There was this young girl, holding her hand and chatting with her. The granny literally was flooded  with tears of joy and not even a bag of money would have had the power to spark so much lightness. “Faith in humanity restored”! I take a bow to you, stranger, whoever you are. Some minutes of you life were not wasted but rather invested into bringing a smile to humble human being.

This is the moment where I realized that we are Emotionless Robots. Yes, we are thought that suppressing our emotions will lead us to a successful future because nowadays if you do the opposite, airbreathers will feast upon what is known as a weakness: showing emotion.

We always blame time, we don`t have time for that or for that, this resulting in our brains prioritizing our tasks, prioritizing at least a certain percentage of bull shit. We are caught in this devil’s den, a structure containing all the selfishness acts we feed upon. Towards others: Love? – Lost; Empathy? – Almost inexistent; Helping? – No chance in hell;

The grueling part is that a high-level artificial intelligence algorithm would be a step forward. At least it could be programmed to fell and share emotions, something we have a deficiency for. It`s ironic how we, as humans, are turning into robots while scientist are working on converting robots to humans.

Ignoring the noise whilst being amputated of the possibility to perceive the signal. Constantly, the ability that makes us human will remain a page in the history books for the hybrids that will inherit this planet. Soulless robots we have become.

Criminals, yes, a lousy bunch of emotion criminals is the trait we are getting more and more used to. We allow society to fuck us in the brain, the herd effect pushing us to act only like doers and not like thinkers. But the biggest crime of them all is that we are knowingly… repeat doing it. There is this switch that overwrites consciousness (or what is left of it), that is forgotten to be ON!

If we can only translate some of the passion for things we love towards emotions that we are on the edge of losing!

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Posted in Essay,

Power of a smile

No one can argue this fact: there is too much hatred, too much evil, too much  sorrow on this planet we call Earth. It`s a never ending leaking pipe that no matter how many repairs we apply to it, it brakes in other places. Sure, you might argue that we might completely replace the pipe, however, we both know that`s not possible. So we are left with one single possibility, making the volume of those leaks smaller and smaller.

Life is hard, nobody denies that all of us have struggles, some bigger than others, some are sucked in and virtually sell their soul to the devil, others are letting their frustrations get the better of them. How deep are you stuck in that rabbit hole shouldn’t provide you an excuse not to try at least, to be a better person.

You don’t even imagine how much a few nice words said to a person in need, can do to them. Not even a cash donation can make them feel better. Likewise, just by offering an innocent smile to those around you, can mimic magic. And if their face is enlightened then you didn’t just spread happiness to them but to you soul too. Just try to do this randomly, from time to time and you will get addicted to the feeling. Most of the times, people remember me as the ones that always smiled, that always didn’t forget his bag of happy tricks home.

While this might seem as a basic technique, it does have a huge impact on the brains of the ones receiving it. Reminding them to be happy triggers the part of their brains responsible for opening the drawers with happy memories. Subconsciously, you hacked the brain state by activating the trails that overwrite all the bad that is happening. For a split second, sorrow is lost while a flash of warm light invades the mind. The events you set into motion can have only positive outcomes. Moreover, you will also teach that person, indirectly, to do the same thing at a certain point in time, to others. Thus, like a roller coaster, you basically helped not only one but possibly hundreds if not thousands more.


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Posted in Essay

Role Models you said?

If not the biggest, certainly among top troubles of society nowadays is the praising of bad role models.

People are dying of hunger and nobody gives a damn but if a singing queen dresses in almost no clothes, everybody loses their minds. Instead of following and learning from people who really have something in their heads, that can propel us to new heights in our lives, that can help us become a better version of ourselves, we encourage bad role models.

We are brainwashed in a rhythm that was never seen before. We take for granted all that we are stuffed with, not even thinking for a minute to ask why.

The ability to process events on our own has drastically diminished and the outcome of this can be easily seen today. Choosing and casting sheds of light on bad role models, empowering them into acting just for the public, will eventually bring out demise as a population.

Reflecting just for a moment to our children. How do you think they will end up? If they see a lot of stars wearing provocative clothes, being vulgar, fighting for attention, do you think they will end up differently? Is that really where you want to see them?

I read somewhere a post saying that a mother instructed her young daughter that it is important to be beautiful and sexy in order to attract a man(doesn’t matter his age) that has a lot of wealth so he can support her and she will not have to work anymore. On top of this, the mom also mentioned that it’s not important to finish education. I don’t know if I’m the fucked up here, but if this is the level the world has reached then I simply don’t want to live on this planet anymore. This shit is too damn messed up.

Another trend that I observed, from my country, is that the generations that are coming from behind are a lot stupider. This is alarming, considering that this could mean that the future is basically screwed. They don’t want to learn anymore, they just want to make money by doing business they say. The dark side of it.

I’m still hoping that we, the people can turn things around. By stopping to follow in the footsteps of bad role models, giving them less attention, detaching ourselves from all the non-sense events out there, finding real influential people or if it’s too late for us then instruct our kids to find their very own true heroes.

The power is in our hands to lead the way to change!


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Posted in Poetry

Prodigious Soul

A prodigious soul baffled me today,
question: “What makes you happy, what brings you joy?”
Sparkling smiles, enlighten faces,
photosynthesizing on the agony of others
while exhaling luxury commodities:
solace, delight, thrill, bliss.

“No! What makes you happy, what are the elements of your selfish realm?”
My head felt stuck in a metal helm.
Lights down.
Dark matter.

Thoughts got frozen, statistically, dead inside.
The realization of not knowing what makes me happy,
fuels the darkness that’s chained to the dungeon,
hidden under the roof of this body of mine.

Quick lightning and Master Negativity is back,
ready to fuck up all the things that were going on track.
Why do I have this indistinguishable gift,
of always sabotaging myself, only highlighting grief ?

Pull out a cigar, smoking this fucked up brain,
so I can see the path that releases me from pain.
Quest for perfection in happiness has blinded me to see,
what joy is hiding in plain sight, for me,
Prodigious Soul.

Even throughout this supermassive black hole of negativity,
against all odds, the light that’s sucked up, fed to it,
shatters everything to thousands of shreds.

If even for lost causes like me,
a glimpse of hope unfolds,
a reason to keep on, to conquer the fears,
imagine the sea of possibilities that properly scrolled,
will make you find the golden road
to the Holy Grail of Happiness.
All you need is an open mind and a
Prodigious Soul.

Posted in Essay

False Confidence

One constant element that is hailed, preached by motivational speakers, literally brainwashed into our consciousness, confidence.

We are ought to believe that in order to succeed, this trait is a must. Infused with cocktail words like “You can do it”, “It`s within your power”, “Be confident, you will rise above”, our minds are tricked, the brain is deceived and we think we found some divine power that we weren’t aware of. But it was always there. So why can’t we acknowledge it, while instead only harness its power when someone else tell us what we want to hear?

Hypocritical idiots we are. Or is it because our brains are so susceptible to trickery? We are easily fooled by perception. Give us a politician that lies with his smile upon his/hers dumb face but shows confidence over the moon and back, sticking to a lie right until the end, and we are hooked. Go to an interview and while having no experience in some subjects, sell them with confidence and the job is yours to take. Why do most associate this with pure confidence instead of calling it for that it is? And we wonder ourselves why there are fewer and fewer people of value in the world.

We praise the fake and submit the truthful ones. Found out that being 100% honest about what you know is never good business. People think less of you if you tell them to the face what you really know but praise the other that use false confidence into their advantage. If I say, on a scale of 1 to 10, i`m a solid 6, and no matter what, be sure that you get it, with a window of possibly more, put me besides one that is a solid 3-4 but sells himself as an 8-9, and my faith, 9 times out of 10, is sealed.

Someone that shoots for the moon is more likely to be picked over one that is sure will at least get you into outer space. While the first says the maximum she/he can do, the universe of the counterpart is wide open. Although she/he promised to certainly get you into space, be sure that Mars is not the limit.

So why do we outcast people that don`t show a high level of confidence? Why we, more likely, pick the ones that have a false confidence? What the fuck is wrong with us?

Mainly, I think, is the age old battle between positive and negative. We perceive group low as negative and it`s within human nature to be surrounded by positive whatever. I think this is utter bullshit. Someone that fall in this category is more likely to lift up into the next level. Because, at the moment, she/he knows where they stand while the progress is limited to nothing. Showing false confidence will only bring a short term success, mostly because you basically set a horizon for what you are capable of.

It`s sad to observe that there are a lot of people that have eyes but can’t see…