Oh, I haven't mentioned this before, but I probably should, since it's important (in my life, not in the universe's big scheme). In any case, I was too busy talking about turtles and Nietzche.

UPMA finally has its own radio programm!! :D It started 3 weeks ago, it's two hours long, goes once a week and it's full of things from the fanzine, music, radioplays, nonsense talking and mistakes. It's everything an UPMA fan (or the UPMAs themselves, for that matter) may wish for. It's a lot of fun to do and one of those whings I've been wishng for years. No more having small sections in other persons' programms. It's all ours now!
That said, the bad part is that is can only be listened through internet, for the moment (maybe in 6/8 months that will change) and that, of course, we don¿t make money out of it. But it's pure pleasure! We, the 5 UPMAs, do everything: write the scripts, improvise the non-scripted parts, host, edit, produce and everything. The only thing we don't do, for the moment, is operating (except for some parts) but it'll happen soon.
Sadly the programm is in spanish, so to most of you it'll be just gibberish. If you still want to listen to it for a couple minutes, at least to hear my voice, you can do so every Wednesday from 1 to 3 am (ET time, of course and if my maths don't fail). The address is www.rnma.org.ar Just click on "Enlace para abrir la radio en tu reproductor".

[Patri] and [Moonknight], you have the moral obligation to at least listen to it for a couple minutes.

Following the previous note, it's exactly the kind of thing I'd do if I was a respected philosopher (or a not respected one):

"Serious" philosopher -Thinking about it logically, the arrow can never hit the turtle, because when it has reached the place where the turtle was, it has already moved. Therefore, the arrow will never reach it.
Me - Yeah, right. I'll do the arrow shooting and you'll do the running and we'll see how logical it gets.

Fragment from "Creación Colectiva" ("Collaborative Creation") from the book "La maquina creativa" ("The creative machine") by David Casacuberta. Translated by yours truly.

Have you ever heard about the cynics? They were some peculiar greek philosophers -punks avant la lettre- who laughed at the pretensions of their colleagues of more "serious" schools. One of those "serious" philosophers was Zenon de Elea and his followers, who had a serie of very elaborated mathematical arguments to prove that movement was impossible. The cynics had the amusing habit of running around Zenon and his disciples to prove in a practical way that movement existed

Ahh, philosophers after my own heart xD

"Battle not with monsters
lest ye become a monster
and if you gaze into the abyss
the abyss gazes into you."
-Neitzche

I finally found the english version of this quote (I only had the spanish version)

So, lately I've been Travis obsessed. Last week I bought the dvd ("More than us". I highly reccomend it) and it has a couple great moments:

1) they are playing "Writing to reach you". The song has a verse, at the beginning, that is more or less like this:

Every day I wake up and it's Sunday
Whatever's in my head won't go away
The radio is playing all the usual
And what's a wonderwall anyway

So, in the exact moment that Fran Healy is singing the wonderwall part, they show that Noel Gallagher is behind the stage listening xD

And I'd like to know what's a wonderwall :P

2) Doug enters the place where they are hanging totally freaked out because he has just seen Green Day's performance in the same festival and he's scared of rock fans. Hilarious.

Also, I learned that there's a first album called "Good Feeling" that I didn't know existed and that I can't find anywhere. If somebody has it or can get it and send me the mp3 files, I'll be more than grateful. It contains an amazing song called "U16 girls" that I want to play in the radio.

After yesterday's match against MExico, I don't think my heart health is the best out there :P

My throat feels like sandpaper right now. I'm thinking about breathing on the furniture to see if that removes the paint.

Doing a little self-analysis, I find pretty strange the fact that I use expressions like "God hear you" or "Only God knows" a lot (or, at least, that I think about using them pretty soon) even though that my lack of belief is bulletproof. Curious and more curious.

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Nihilism: It's the denial of all belief, of every religious, political or social principle. It can be said that nihilism is also the denial of all those values that are considered as neccesary and evident, a philosophical positions that denies the possibility to know the reality. Nietzsche defines nihilism as the "lack of values of the values" and considers it a reaction against the attitude that substitutes the vital primary instincts (those that are natural to us, the only really valid, product of our own condition as animals) with the false moral and religious principles product of Christianism and those of the traditional philosophy.
Nihilism was taken as an important point of reference in what can be usually called punk, hardcore and grunge culture, with the biggest exponent in the "No Future" claimed by first punk bands in London, circa 1977. Grunge, in the middle 90s, retakes it, which can be clearly seen in bands like Pearl Jam.

Existencialism: Philosophical school born after the first world war and re-born after the second one. It's "father" is the Danish thinker Soren Kierkegaard (the philosopher with the best name in history, in my humble opinion). The central concept of this current is the existence, understood as the innner, intuitive, life of the human being. The man exists as result of the experience in which he feels as an "I". It's not the only think that exists, but it's the only one capable of thinking about that existence.
But that's not everything. The being is unique, experiences the isolation from the rest, since the experience is individual, not groupal. The universe is hostile or indifferent to the being. Nothing of what makes him be can be explained, because the existence can't be explained. That leaves the being without anything to believe in. Also, it stresses freedom of choice and responsibility for the consequences of one's acts.
And then it keeps getting more and more complicated. But I think that's enough.

Sources: An encyclopedia and my head. The punk references, of course, weren't in the encyclopedia. Neither was the fact that I think that Kierkegaard has the best name out there.

I find those questions about goth that I've seen in a couple houses interesting. I may answer them later.

I uploaded a new song to MusMakers. I would really apprecciate some comments.
We recorded it last Monday. It should be played by 2 guitars, bass and drumms, but the recording only includes one guitar and voice.
Vocals: Ariel
Guitar: Patricio

Lyrics and guitars written by Ariel.

http://www.musmakers.com/1.Zoophia.Roja

I'd never really paid attention to this song lyrics, but I think Mir will like this part:

Blind Melon - "No Rain"

And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape

For [Patri] and [Moonknight].

Sometimes songs express a lot of things that you feel/think. A few chosen verses from a spanish one. The translation wasn't done by me, but it's the one in the official website of the singer, so complain to him if something's wrong.

Link to the spanish version: http://www.ismaelserrano.com/canciones/letras/yaquisierayo.htm

Ismael Serrano "Ya quisiera yo" ("I wish I")

I really wish I was a freethinker,
be deaf to the growling of the guts of so many people, their weeping and their pain,
establish myself as a politically-correct independent philosopher,
handle myself appropriately with everyone.

I really wish I could join the pacifists,
barefoot, giving away flowers plucked from some pot,
without having to turn the other cheek to anyone,
not to be threatened by any undesirables.

The fact is that common misseries affect me,
those of the supermarket, of the Subway, of the sidewalks,
also those more distant ones,
those of the dry deserts, those of the green rainforests.

The fact is that I sympathize with
some of those warriors of the dusk,
who crack open their chests to be heard
who will die in some corner, shot down.

I'd like to be smarter, stop myself from getting involved,
know myself free of guilt and clean of sin,
and be a charitable soul: Maria Goretti or a saint,
suffering just a bit, just my due.

To lack knowledge of politics and its news,
convincing myself it's a spiderweb, a nest of scorpions,
and mutilate my soul and my social animal's essence,
know myself superior to so much frivolity.

The fact is that I'm maybe too deeply affected by,
the sorrow of the suburbs, the urban tragedy,
to know that we will become cannibals soon,
and that there won't be enough flesh for everyone.

The fact is that maybe I'm too deeply affected by
having so much fear of walking out of my front door,
see my city burning or the pavement bleeding.
Perhaps I should pay less attention to the news.

I'd like to be smarter, play well the role,
free myself from labels, including that of 'man',
and understand that only I understand myself,
and no-one else does so,
be a good, straight and respectable citizen.

Omit from my songs
words like comrade worker,
justice, guerrilla, peace, starvation or fear,
and speak of love, of plesant things, of my memories
tell some funny story
from when I was a teenager.

Growing Up (song by Patricio, written like 5 years ago)

We are not the kids we used to be
A few years ago
We aren't now so fond on
Playing with rag dolls
And we can say no when
We don't wanna go
But when we are in panic
We still call for our moms

We have grown up but
We have the same minds
We want to get a job now
Whichever we can find
To be included, to be important
Just to be a part
But back at home we can't stop
Watching "Dexter's Lab"

Not so old, but not so young
In the middle, being a nag
Growing up

Quoting [ally]!

"You'll be forgiven as soon as the money arrives. I'm so catholic x) "

Such a deep truth expressed in such a simple way :P

Translation of my mood:

El arte the vivir con fe, sin saber con fe en que
The art of living with faith, without knowing with faith in what

There's a great wiki that has been recently started called voice clips. Personally, I think it's a great idea *coughscoughs* Anyway, since not everybody knows and since I like to embarrass myself as much as possible (and because some of you may enjoy it) here are the last two "clips" I uploaded:

[All_Most PUNK]: <URL:stuff/Ay,%20pero%20que%20lindo%20lugar.wav>
PUNK playing the part of a woman in a radio play: "Hola, ¿Como están? Ay, pero que lindo lugar que tienen" ("Hello, how are you? Oh, but what a nice place you have").

[All_Most PUNK]: <URL:stuff/No%20no%20no%20no%20Querida.wav>
Same radio play as before: "Ah, no, no, no, no, no, querida. Vos sabes muy bien... vos sabes muy bien que esa cancha es de las tres familias, así que no me vengas a reclamar nada" ("Ah, no, no, no, no, dear. You know very well... you know very well that that court belongs to the three families, so don't come here demanding anything"

Just so you all know, it wasn't "Pandora! Close! The! Fucking! Box!!!" the mood that Itay didn't like it, but "Dog eat dog, every day, on our fellow man we pray". It was in my mood box for only 10 minutes, since he didn't like it.