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In act of prejudice, we made a faulty cognition that has implications both for the individual, group on which prejudge, as for ourselves.
is a mistake of our knowledge in which we can distinguish precipitation, or prior to the establishment of conclusions impartial analysis of the premises and sufficient reason. Is a rigid mechanism that precedes the act of judging, hovering over it and conditioning it. A "mold" obsolete and decisive.

is said that at the origin of prejudice, a behavior could be almost "tribal" which we rejected it differently for fear that endangers our survival. But as in many other respects, those behaviors almost automatic, have to go by adaptive and questioned by our rationality. Einstein complained that it was easier to get break an atom than a prejudice and may continue attending a more "progress" of technology, to social and moral.

Sad times ours! It is easier to disintegrate an atom than a prejudice!
(Einstein)

The video graphically represents the "heavy" burden of having prejudices we (video length: two minutes)

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A splendid garden light a I do not want to be dark because I have fear!

On Sunday last week I went to the movies with my friend Christian. We take that Day was celebrated film and came together in Larcomar for 2 paranormal activity, a movie that I recommend because it looks as glossy own thriller and horror. It's one of those films that, without being a masterpiece in this field of films, manages to capture the viewer's attention from beginning to end, to make you jump in his seat so impressed that he can keep seeing the development of the facts that the same account. Beyond

entering discuss the plot or dramatic quality of its actors, I want to comment on this occasion is somewhat the importance of being afraid.

Fear is one of those moods that most people do not want to spend. Well, in my case is a feeling that I have always repelled with the utmost of my efforts. I've always known fear, and above all, fear what is unknown to me and I can not know. Small was a timid child, very unlike my brother more than once smiled when asked my mother to lie down beside me and not leave until I do sleep. I was afraid of two things: a night, or what is more or less the same thing, the dark and being alone. I always hated solitude, although over the years I've grown accustomed to it. Nevertheless, I am still not easy being alone. Now I'm not saying be afraid to be alone, but to show fear, it is not the same to be terror.

Why people can get to be afraid? Are our fears or similar fears? And what used to be afraid or frightened? Is there any practical use to get to go through a mood of this nature? Precisely what I comment on the fear he felt as a child may respond in any way to these questions. Who else but a child to shiver so I do not know, or to what he knows and does not want to come? The fear as a child can reach that stage memories of our lives that never return: childhood. There are more children, and indeed, how it could be us again for even a moment and remember thousands of things beautiful and good to us during those years! Back to operate without concern for what we are going to give in exchange for what we do, but think ill of people or that it will make us damage, see the world with innocence, and read through the innocence and purity of life clearly and without so many veils that are the many social conventions that mark the pattern of personal and social development.

And when we are afraid, or afraid of something, only wish that such uncomfortable feelings go away and come back the calm, quiet ... Tranquility.

What we know about him? Most of us spend much of his life wanting to live in peace, but in truth there are few who ask for themselves the peace. Why is this? Is there a difference between them?

While behaves want peace a state of harmony that more than one can share with another at the same time, the calm is a pleasant mood that emerges as a very personal enjoyment, an enjoyment that is replicated in the contemplation of one's soul is not invaded by the desolation, anxiety, doubt or uncertainty or for any confusion. When this happens you know the peace. So join efforts to implement any peace plan must necessarily go to achieve an inner harmony that is the quintessential basis for directing a larger, more ambitious and community as that of achieving peace between men and women who populate this land.

And perhaps when Children do not ever want to live in peace and hold hands with our neighbors without thinking or fighting wars? Perhaps today we have already postponed a craving like this because we are engaged in the concerns of daily life, absorbing us greatly and we put as an agenda other concerns less ethereal. But how important would be to update a wish like this, so you can return to be children again.

It's always nice to relive the good that ever was . This, "as more or less I wanted to show life-improvement.

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205 .- 204 .- Questions of life: Death

This issue is very delicate, because in our Western culture is feared and denied. The death is considered just a freak accident that is necessary to hide. But yet it is the lifelong conditioning, creativity, art, everything that makes bearable the inevitable fact of finitude (...)

Past and future are both imaginary spaces. The past is always longing for what we will know , for example, our petite body of children or our parents. We're always missing something and have to get used to it and say goodbye, or to develop games. Not only individuals, but of things: the work of mourning is a basic function. A depression is defined as the person who did not learn to say goodbye, to say "Bye, my child's body" or "Bye, Mom" \u200b\u200bis also extremely painful goodbyes, as the bye coming in the opposite: "Bye, my son" ( ...).

We must learn the farewell ceremony, which is the duel. I have traveled a lot and strange places, I've been with Indians in the Amazon, U.S., marginal places like the Bronx and later in India. In these places, I noticed the different ways to solve the games. So what does the duel is buried, as the dead are buried in the heart with words, only the body is left on earth. Symbolically, the slab of the tomb has an anthropological meaning is something heavy to prevent the dead come back, because internally, the dead come back if one does not develop (...)

All cultures have a ceremony that is the funeral, especially the primitive cultures, wisest and ecological , who have a good relationship with death, while technology such as ours, have ceremonies too poor, too short to end soon and forget. Before the vigil was done in the same house where the deceased had lived, it was important, because it was in that house where they would get more, the scenery was allowed to bounce deep, allowing the tears and tell everyone something the "finadito", ie to make an imaginary construct that person. (...) Today, the family goes to a funeral home, and give them the room for example 4, a Anonymous department (almost like a temporary shelter for the dead). The families do not do anything, do not participate as before, digging, building the drawer, or had any job in the preparation of the body, as dress or dress the corpse. Here and now, all employees do not know the deceased, then the relatives are ten minutes, take a coffee and go.

wild-called Amazonas, when someone dies, they make a beautiful ceremony filled with emotion and respect. They make a great mess, painted with ashes, are thrown to the ground, crying for days, something very profound. Before the week, raise the dead, put him in a canoe and push it by the river, with food and cutlery, to go to the city of the dead and the end of the week end, bathe and are in peace. This is a culture that successfully develops the theme of death, whereas ours is not does it well. In fact, we are savages. (...) One of the valuable tools that nature gave us is crying, that being seizure, relaxes the muscles, because death is scary-contraction, and as the tears loose, you have to do is to fully mourn to loosen the muscle contraction and decrease anxiety.

There is an issue that defends us from death, and love is all you can face death. Death and love are antagonistic , which has to do with that I exist because someone else looks at me, and if I do not see me no longer exist. Besides, I do not die at all, if someone reminds me. In Madrid I read the motto on a shield that read "Life should be so lucky, I live will remain in death." (...)
Pigeon A key phrase was: "Death is as far as my larger project. " is, if I have a hope, a life project, I'm dead (...)

(Excerpts from the article "Death and mourning" by Alfredo Moffatt)

Image: André Kertész (1984-1985)

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Music of feelings

La Boheme is the opera that I love.

is probably the first opera

Full heard as a child.

His story is real and contemporary.

Rodolfo and Mimi are very human.

They are not

symbols or heroes but ordinary people

:

love, work, fight,

as many of us do.

Undoubtedly, the music of Puccini is

music feelings,

of feelings, passion and tears.

Andrea Bocelli (1999).

I do not think any composer has ever created a work so immensely beautiful and sad as it is La Boheme (1896) by Giacomo Puccini (1858-1924) that unlike Madame Butterfly or Tosca has no opponents. In La Boheme is only fate that does not allow Rodolfo and Mimi to be happy. A known destination every day to see their poverty, for example poverty Mimi le prevents access to medicines that could cure the tuberculosis that have, save it and let you make a dream of life by the poor poet who one day falls for her. So how to fight it as default, against this fatal fate Rodolfo wrenching ending that poetry is in the young seamstress Mimi? Can not be more? Apparently not. Death snatches of this world simply for being poor Mimi, nothing more. Has been able to buy the medicines needed for their disease would not have died, and it might have a life of poetry by Rodolfo. However, La Boheme realizes with chilling realism of how ruthless it may be the fate, life, to be ordinary people in the midst of her humility only have the bold aspiration to be happy, as Rodolfo and Mimi.

know who our characters over the mouth of themselves, when to the first act of the opera meet and get acquainted. This act treasures the two most famous arias Puccini ever composed for the voices of the tenor and soprano: Che gelida manina who sings Rodolfo and Sì, mi chiamano Mimì who sings it. In his song not find the story of great deeds, but the description of the moments that constitute their everyday lives: one where ordinary lives are able to find the beauty of life through the appreciation and evaluation of the sublime and small moments that actually have a chance to live.

poor poet Rodolfo is one that wastes rhymes and songs of love, Mimi is a seamstress who weaves flowers have no smell and weaving in some real memory of those that delight the eye each spring. The two are united by their affection for the most romantic season is the European Year. Not only expect each winter term allowed aesthetic satisfaction that as few can afford to have. The hope also because it is the end of the cold days, days with his relentless icy conditions they dig up the little strength they have to work, and then live. Later, they choose to separate, they will receive shortly before this spring, which in one way or another gives them the opportunity to rethink their time and space to come. They know it is not easy, but know that is not to think harder.

Rodolfo and other bohemians, friends, Marcello, Colline and Schaunard also have artistic inclinations, is a painter, philosopher and musician respectively, and the expression of his art are the goodness of life. This surprising bohemian scene precisely how their characters can demonstrate that life can be more beautiful than it looks when you do things that one likes, even if these do not result in fame and fortune. A Mimi and Musetta in turn do the same: one with floral fabric and the second with the waste of her coquetry every time you go down the street and people watch. She, when she sings the famous waltz from Act II vo me'n Quando a lesson that could escape the inattentive viewer's eye: Musetta celebrates the beauty that gave him life, and that already is enough to allow compensate for their poverty. So why choose to spend your life bemoaning what is not when you know and know a pretty woman? Is that bit longer? Certainly not.

But as we talk of life speaks of death. We can not think of things without our minds go its counterpart. Mimi can not celebrate the life you love while knowing that death haunting him every night and disrupts sleep when it gets cough. In La Boheme death is the inevitable antagonist, and say it does not stop to amaze me. Do not for all of us, and yet we left this earth just for the fact of considering this aspect, or that the death appears one day when we least imagine? This is an apparently simple but more complex than it seems. In the midst of his illness and its pain, Mimi no longer want to sleep for their poor suffer more. It is only during the hours of sleep they get relief. And so the fate wants to leave the scene: sleep is finally dies. Rodolfo desperately yell the name of Mimi "to their plight, is not going to cling to life.

The final chords of the opera are the same who sings Mimi moments before his death in andati Sono? fingevo di dormire. Thus, the book wants to perpetuate the image of a simple woman, who lived, went through this world without the rest of his millions of people to realize, although without much material wealth, no left him without knowing what love is.

share the following link which includes the final scene of the opera with accurate death of Mimi, played by the Italian soprano Mirella Freni, and as Rodolfo, seeing death, also Italian Luciano Pavarotti.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTyUThD28TA

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203 .- 202 .- Socrates

Socrates

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"Some may tell me:" But, Socrates, out of here, do not you silent and sneak around quietly for the rest of your life? " -behold the most difficult to explain to many of you. Because if I say so is to disobey the gods and, therefore, it is impossible silence and quiet estarme not believe me and joke and let fall, on the other hand, if I tell you the greatest good for man to lecture every day about virtue and other topics about which I have heard discourse, whereas one examines himself and looks to others, because an unexamined life is not life, when I say this, I still believe; less. But this is so, Athenians, just not easy to persuade. "

Apology of Socrates (Plato)

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3 / 10 all and thanks, the trip that never ends

Said Baden Powell, founder of Scouting (Scouts, go, or the Boy Scouts for all the world I understand, although that name to the scouts do not like a lot) when you closed a camp and marched back home, only had to make two things on the ground where you had encamped: anything and thanks. With this, Baden Powell wanted to explain how important it was to be respectful of the environment, ie, to never knowing where he camped a scout group as this has to bother to leave everything exactly as found. However, despite my admiration for the simple wisdom of Baden Powell, I totally disagree with him in this, clearly there has to be noted where a scout group has camped! To better!
not have to worry so much about using the world and spend it: for it is. So I put a little sick the global attitude to "respect the environment." "We regret exisit? It makes no sense to try to preserve the world as if the human species would not have passed it. Who really loves the earth and had the opportunity to surprise with its wealth and its landscapes, feel the fear of being faced with an animal or the excitement of knowing that on this planet will most sublime stretch the capacity of their senses, understands he is here for a reason: to magnify the miracle.
We all know the parable of the talents that a parent left her children and how the father came to get mad, rightly, with the child who hid underground for not compromised: either he would say today that child who simply with the increased cost of living, the opportunity cost, etc., etc., those talents would decline by the mere failure to grow. That's exactly what happens to the planet: do not try to leave it as it was before the first smoke resulting from the magnificent evolution of man appeared on Earth. Mejorémoslo. We believe beauty with dim lamps in the streets, poems about the engine noise and fury Titanic Factory sublimate man ... and we use all this to admire even more the beauty that surrounds us. Let's go to the mountain of truth and understand that it is pointless to try to separate containers for colorful, understand that it is foolish to establish a process so open to failure and know that it is our duty to continue creating useful and wonderful things for man and not fuck , our house is not that I know if something is aluminum or galvanized steel to throw the garbage right, but to improve processes so that the machines do it for themselves.
I think of all this before I left for the joy that comes from knowing me what I can bring me to humanity. It has been a profound journey for myself, but I have the luck to know and the obligation to do so, "namely, of truth, as one who knows that tomorrow will dawn, that everything, absolutely everything is possible." That's my ultimate goal and that is why I can feel happy to have him present at every step I take, every thing I do: When I plant stories and ideas lost magic tricks for kids who pay attention to colors, when surprised with a trip magic for someone who is at home carving the earth tilts as usual, when I buy bread and every time you show it achieving business goals specific or personal.
And I am happy to pollute. To pollute my house doing work on it to leave it more beautiful. I am extremely happy of this trip. The trip and the people have given me many more feelings and wisdom of which, quite frankly, I could imagine. But only one way to accomplish this: wanting to give you your you to others.
And it amazes me how just by giving so much and get so happy. How to you want to leave your home more beautiful, your house and all who pass through it give you the happiness that will cause your colors, amazed.
I go. Happy.
I know that many seeds left at all, for everything, so they are there for that one day someone will pick up and bear fruit unexpected and disparate, like flowers. So that when someone needs to know that anything is possible, you may know who knows, even without knowing that he knows or why he knows that everything goes.
Thanks.

With many, many people: people Vius Yamaha workshop arranged a puncture on my bike just the day before this trip, without having parts or anyone that supply it .... magic. Thanks to Luis Torrecilla en Cameros, to pave the way throughout my journey. Thanks to the Hospedería Sagasta, for welcoming me home. Thanks to Rochester, Magic Wand, for giving me support and your bread to can do a little more magic. Thank you, thank you to all of you who have read and encouraged me that I have helped to create illusion. To you understand I've known inside and you're amazed at my amazement. Because magic is not what I do, but your answer. Many thanks to all the people in magic forums, which have received so much joy to his colleague: thanks to the people of "The Restless Lady "" Makin 'Magic, "" World Magic Portal "," Games Magicians "and" talkmagic. " All, without exception, have at my disposal all the tools at their disposal to help spread the news. In all I received encouragement and affection. Thanks, really. Thanks to Kiko, Joseph Julian, Emma, \u200b\u200bAna, Cristina, a partner of the Guardia Civil, the Civil Guard car that helped me get home safely (I am telling you now) , Sergio, Reuben, Lis, Chema, Emilio, bartenders, owners, the baker-Kiosquero, vendors of cheeses, the sale, the guardians of shrines and castles, , walkers and artisans, the dreamers who shared his dreams, who drank with me, who fed me, whom I gave, expectant, their time, the guards who love their land, which coincided in their journey with me, all happily receiving my magic and my love that was, absolutely, and is a magical miracle can say this with no margin for error, ABSOLUTELY, everyone.

Thanks.

Before embarking on the way back, I say goodbye to the Hospedería Sagasta, signed in the guestbook and leave a small mark my passage. Rosie chooses a card, the touch, signature, and I recorded:

Before leaving at all, stop to eat at the Sale of Piqueras to resolve the prediction he had left made the day of my arrival. Rafa asks his mother the slip of paper with my two predictions. We make two stacks of cards with a deck and ask French to mother and child, that they turn to the many letters as they want of their respective lots, which is the share that the mix well, repeat the process ... but inevitably, always, whenever you go to the sale Rafa Piqueras and meet you and your mother, you can let him know and therefore written in a week in advance, are asking themselves the keepers of the paper, which will, in total, 25 cards face up, 25 as the day of Santiago .... of which, 13, as the villages that make up the brotherhood whose head they guard, will inevitably be red. :-) Good

final

Torrecilla en Camino

As for the whole trip I had a great time, it is better to change a bit to give some excitement to the last day, so it makes ... rain and blowing wind with all his might ... not over the 40 per hour so the rain, wind and my fear for the attempts to tread the ground, takes about 4 hours to do the 150 miles I separated from Medinaceli. I remember then, again Colombo, he said in an episode to stop the murderer was a country singer rehabilitated that "a man singing can not lose hope" and I start singing and the weather improves a bit.
However, take the A-2 I still do not dare to exceed 60 km / hour with my YBR-125 loaded to the brim because I have the feeling that the wind will pull me standing still. Providentially appears behind me a car of the Civil Guard that I sign and escort me to a safe exit. I say there is no alternative secondary road to get to Madrid so guide me to a hostel where refuge road. It is a great pleasure to feel embraced in times of unrest and the provision of service of the Civil Guards took me a bit excited but I'm sure that even better than my sense of relief, is his sense of the service. So
complete the 1,600 km. in 7 days, last 125 in tow. But it is clear that when a journey begins, never ends. At the grave of Baden-Powell is a tracking signal: The signal "end of track." For when I die, I will be happy to have won that recorded the exact opposite of mine: "start of track."

See You Again, as late in the spring. Everyone, meanwhile, Good Hunting.