into the wild.

yesterday i saw this very touching movie. i cried many times, of sadness, of happiness, of hope (not to be a blind prick drifiting away in this society).

the day before i had seen The Expendables, what a load of crap. The funny thing was to see all these famous action and bullet actors together on the same shot. Well and that's about what there is to tell about it.

The film i saw yesterday was one of those enlightening ones. The ones that give you the opportunity to think and allow you to do so during the movie.
important to say: i normally fall asleep during a movie when i watch it on my sofa. well, yesterday i certainly didn't, but summerged myself into an inner travel. extatic.
the movie is about a fresh college graduated son of a rather wealthy family. as soon as he graudates, he gets rid of all his material posessions and money and starts an adventurous journey of physical and inner knowledge.
he is fed up of being surrounded by "things, things, things and more things" and decides to live in freedom.
it is ery touching as it referres to something many of us dream about, but are never brave enough to do, and probably never will. nevertheless it is a true inspiration and shakes us up to remind us about the true beauties of life, where to find happiness and what love is. it is based on a real story.
the movie is not an enlightment, most of the things said and referred to are already known, but, living in our society sometimes makes us forget a bit about the real important things in life and how to enjoy them.

at some point (dont want to spoil the movie, ill try to be careful), the main character writes:
"Happiness is only true when shared".
Obviously, we don't have to agree with all the statements there are.
Myself, i dont really agree with this last one, even though it sounds wonderfully romantic.
my happiest moments ever where in myself. i think it was something like what Japanese people call satori.
Once it was when going up the mountains in the Alps to go to work to a mountain hut. I was on my own, it was early morning and no turist where on the path yet. There is a moment when you can see the upper tonge of the glacier when you turn by a rock. that moment was amazing. still, now, when i remember it i want to cry. it was truly overwhelming, and my senses for some reasons where so awake that they could get the true essence of that magical beauty. it doesnt always happen. sometimes i see beauty and that is it, it doesnt move me so much. but there it is, i truly think it is about practicing being awake. and at the end of the day, this is love. we defenetely need to love more, and love consciously. everything.

so what i most liked about the movie, apart of the fantastic cast and wonderful work of Sean Penn as a director, was the photography. the soundtrack was nice as well, even though im not a kind of person who likes soundtracks done only by nearly one person (Amelie is an exception). What truly mattered about this movie is what happens far away from the screen. it's what happens in ourselves, while and after watching it.

i truly recommend it. enjoy!

and with some cinematographic kisses, and obviusly lots of love... till next time!

autumn.

Autumn.
Well not quite. But its there, you can already feel it on your skin and on your lungs.Somehow it makes me feel melancholic. Not of a certain place or moment, but of a state of mind.
At moments i want to fast forward, but on other moments i just want to hide behind a tree.
Well im unemployed now. I have been searching for a job for a little while. no luck. im still positive though. Autumn is melancholy for me though.

Massive Attack - Unfinished Sympathy

Back.

Thought it may be time for it.

Have been very absent. Work i guess. New life.

Im back from Spain after 3.5 years in Budapest, which was defenetely worth it. Recommend it to everybody with a sense and interest for arts, culture, fun and party. It was a blast.

Now here again. Vigo. Waiting to trascend and go further to Barcelona. Thought it may be a good idea considering the vibe this city has always gave me. Only thing i need there is a job. ha, seems not so easy considering current circumstances (social and economical ones this is).

Vigo is good. I like Galician summers, as much as I hate its winters.

We have this terrace now. Barbecues and friends are always both welcome. We get shadow from our beloved Vines, Kiwi bushes, Orange and lemon trees. Will miss this though.

Apart from this, i adore the terraces before Samil. Hype setting, overlooking the sea. Thats quality of life. Shame it only lasts for a couple of months. Could do this all the time.

I went for some holidays to see the family and the mountains in Switzerland. Intense.

Had sun. Lots. Had rain. Lots. Had snow. Fortunately only some, but it fucked up our "climbing-a-mountain" plans. Shame. Saw some friends, including sheep. Had some partying, had some internet detox, had some brain blackouts. Which is sort of a rest.

Saw beautiful sights and adored the Bernese Mountains. We went to First-Bachalpsee-Faulhorn-Bussalp. Astonishing. Recommended as well.

Meanwhile again here. Reorganizing my life. Back and forth between heart and brain.

Sometimes I would just like to abandon everything. Go away and start from scratch. But it is scarey , both to loose what I have already and not knowing if I only want it because of a given moment, or if its really time to move on. who knows whats out there... it mught just been the same again. And the same is not good enough.
How do you know that soemboy loves you? I mean, how do you know it deep inside? Everybody is able to say I love you, but where is that thin line, that separates true love, or just a type of character; I mean, some people have just different way of showing love than others... so how do you kno that you are loved or not. If the other person is fooling him/herself and reality does not love you, but just immagines so.
Whatever, maybe its just the way it is and it will always be. Dreams dreamt or being dreamt are just that... dreams, and thats a fact which applies now and will apply in the future, and always.

When you start a countdown on something it probably means that you really really really want it to happen. Like the fact of leaving for holidays.

For me, countdown has already started, and as happy as I can be, I keep writing the remaining days on my little calendar under my computer screen.

'Just' 44 days.

when the leaves fall on the ground. that little sound, the touching brown on the concrete. here it goes again. it doesnt even need to be autumn; from time to time -out of any control- it happens again. the leaves keep falling without any warm breeze holding them up in the air.

so watch it bouncing, softly, unkowingly.... suddenly there is nothing else than the reality of grey tar. and then... nothing else.

y cuanto mas se acerca el momento mas etrellado esta mi cielo

porque tus latidos se reflejan en la cercania de mi corazon

y cuando veo tus ojos en la lejania

mas anhelan mis manos el tacto de tu piel

si cuando duermo, duermo contigo

aun cuando los amplios espacios dejan sitio

para mucho mas que mis suspiros.

... y cristalinos recuerdos entrelazan su luz

son las mas altivas esperanzas

de volver a respirar tu misma esencia.

de cuando tu sonrisa acaricia mis sentidos

de tu mirada sueño, entre mis pensamientos,

que por ti se llenan,...

de cuando el vivir aun no ha llegado

y mi nacimiento eres tu.

Llegas como la mas brillante de las estrallas

e iluminas mis cielos con tu luz inesperada...