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- - Maestro, un amigo me engañó ¡Tengo ganas de matarlo!
- - Hijo, en realidad tienes ganas de matarte a ti mismo por haberte dejado engañar. La ira es contre tí, no contra él. La ira proviene de tu ego, no de la situación. ¿Hubieras sentido la misma emoción si el caso hubiera sido en contrario? En vez de gastar energías en quemar emociones, mejor las gastas en adquirir conciencia y vivir más pendiente de ti mismo.
Hombre venezolano que está viendo el Miss Universe, si usted cree que todas las mujeres del mundo son como esas, entonces no salga de su casa.
Y si está viendo el show solo por los modelos de vestidos y el performance de Ricky Martin.
“People say, ‘I’m going to sleep now,’ as if it were nothing. But it’s really a bizarre activity. ‘For the next several hours, while the sun is gone, I’m going to become unconscious, temporarily losing command over everything I know and understand. When the sun returns, I will resume my life. If you didn’t know what sleep was, and you had only seen it in a science fiction movie, you would think it was weird and tell all your friends about the movie you’d seen. They had these people, you know? And they would walk around all day and be OK? And then, once a day, usually after dark, they would lie down on these special platforms and become unconscious. They would stop functioning almost completely, except deep in their minds they would have adventures and experiences that were completely impossible in real life. As they lie there, completely vulnerable to their enemies, their only movements were to occasionally shift from one position to another; or, if one of the ‘mind adventures’ got too real, they would sit up and scream and be glad they weren’t unconscious anymore. Then they would drink a lot of coffee. So, next time you see someone sleeping, make believe you’re in a science fiction movie. And whisper, ‘The creature is regenerating itself.” —George Carlin (via tb0t)