I declare myself a Youtuber.

The author recognizes the help of a loyal reader. Armando made me realize that I was commiting a mistake, and instead of turning my videos to minutes, I did it for hours. I beg your pardon readers, and thanks Arturo for showing me what a "miserable ignorant I've become through the years..."

Not long ago I realized that I'm a youtube addict. I heard from a friend of mine that he had watched 500 videos. After that, I got into my account and saw that terrible numbrer "3115"

Oh sweet Lord, I Confess I've watched 3115 videos on Youtube!

Do you really know what does that mean? With an average lenght of 5 minutes each (I'm sure I'm kepping it low), I've been here for at least 15575 minutes/259hours/10.81days. That represents:

• Watching 29 times the trilogy of "Lord of the Rings" (by the way one of my favorite movies).
• Watching 26 times the five movies of "Harry Potter."
• With an average of 4 minutes per page, I could've read the bible 4.21 times, (923pgs).
• Last time I ran around the Campus I spent 9.35 min. That would give me aprox. 1,665 times running around the UDLA.

Do we need more? I don't think so. After getting aware of this situation, I've decided not to watch so many videos from now on, (I don't even want to imagine the time wasted on msn since highschool). I must start rehab. like I did when I quit smoking. Life's still long when you're 22, and I'll try to use my time in a smarter way. Concluding with this, I have asked myself: "Myself? Have you learned something from all these hours wasted? Could you chose one video as the best from all of them? And you know somethin'? I can. I leave you now with this video, it's very cool!

PS. I would like to clarify that even If I've written about God, and now you'll be watching this video, doesn't make me a religious freak nor a positive guy. I do have a lot of crap inside my head lately. Enjoy...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xLpj9BMNZU0

Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani?

Around the ninth hour, Jesus shouted in a loud voice, saying "Eli Eli lama sabachthani?" which is, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" Matthew 27:46

Since I was a child, I remember listening this during every Easter's ceremony at church. For those who doesn't know yet, I'm a Methodist (Protestant), and my traditions regarding religious ceremonies differ little from those of the Catholic Church.
During our Crucifixion Friday Cult, the Pastor usually talks about the 7 words of Jesus Christ before exhalating His last breath in the cross, and this one has catched my attention the most. It makes me feel different things. I cannot imagine a Jesus Christ demanding God (Jehova) about his own faith. First, because Jesus was plenty aware of the scripts and His role in them, and Secondly, because He always taught to follow our Lord, and this was a clear desobidience to His own teachings.
I get to appreciate a sense of dispair and extreme pain in those words. I've also felt like that many times, but I'm sure there's no point on comparing my pain to His. So yes, Jesus was in fact a human beign, and He was suffering up there in that cross. Imagine all the things that could've passed through his mind and that finally made him say that.
At some point it disappoints me because it shows me how weak he finally got. On the other hand, it makes me feel calm with my inner me, because even the Son of God doubted and sinned.
Throughout the years I've been searching for a religious explanation to this phrase. Last year during our cult, a doctor gave us a medical explanation of Jesus Christ's body during those long hours. He told us that there were periods of hysteria and paranoia caused by the loss of blood, and the lack of oxygen that was reaching His brain. He died not from the Hemorrhage itself, but from suffocation caused by the collapse of his lungs due to his own weight.
I've also paid attention to the Pastors' explanations. They always talk about how God never forgets his sons and daughters. Nothing clear. Why don't they say something like: "Dudes, He was in extreme pain, try to understand Him!" All this institutional and polite way to explain a phrase makes me wanna puke.
Well, finally I read an article about a debate on this subject. Scholars are debating over if the translation, first to Greek and then to Latin, was biased.

אלהי אלהי למא שבקתני [ēlâhî ēlâhî lamâ švaqtanî]
The Aramaic word švaqtanî is based on the verb švaq, 'to allow, to permit, to forgive, and to forsake', with the perfect tense ending -t (2nd person singular: 'you'), and the object suffix -anî (1st person singular: 'me').

Maybe he was trying to say something else. Who knows?
Maybe God is dead like Nietzsche once wrote. In that case, I don't get the idea of attending to a funeral every Sunday...
Anyway, I do know that He exists. I've heard of many people asking for sings to start believing. I don't need them, I've recieved them twice. Maybe someday I'll write you about them.

Welcome to my blog!

The first Emperor of the unified China Qin Shi Huang (260BC - 210BC), died after ingesting a mixtures of herbs and mercury in an increasingly and desperate search for an elixir that would prolong his life.
Instead of killing myself trying to perpetuate my soul and thoughts, I've chosen to create this blog in order to write my inner thoughts. This way, I try to achieve the creation of a shelter that will save some ideas in case of an inminent and tragic ending that could deprive the world from such a mind like mine.
Read and Enjoy. If you dare to disagree, just write it down and I'll be there to show you the miserable ignorant you've become through the years.
Eventhough I am a native Spanish speaking grasshopper, I've decided to write this blog in English for three simple reasons. First, my French is more than deficient. I swear I'd be writing in French If I could. Second, in this globalized world everybody speaks English, even my maid does. So if you don't, nevermind you can't read my insults anyway. Great Shame on you by the way. Finally, I just think that showing some foreign skills may distinguish me from all the other thousands of Mexicans like me writing like vatos locos about stupid issues.
Be welcomed again, and come back soon...