Friday, November 12, 2010

Blood Vessels Bursting In Breast

sadness My life, two tetras and Giordano Bruno ("Over and out?)

deliberated long before writing this last entry as possible. For every reason. Firstly, because this was a place where I describe my training for the Tetrathlon Chapelco. And I ran. Who wants to hear about what it meant to train for seven months to run this formidable competition, it can keep track of previous posts. That cycle ended the day I crossed the finish line, at which perhaps best sums up the classic image of the arrival








And there could have ended this blog. And my career Tetratleta. After all, the challenge was to run the Tetrathlon Chapelco. However, I decided to run the Tetra Esquel and keep writing here. Again for endless reasons. And in Esquel incident happened. And my life suffered a jolt as never before. Perhaps this second phase is synthesized with the following image:






Since then, the dimension of this challenge and its impact on my life has been significantly redefined. So this blog is no longer can only speak of a workout. Should start to treat, more deeply, about my life. And it is to train for a Tetra, dear readers who may be reading this because they want to try is to choose a lifestyle. I think you join me in this run. Train for a tetra is not the same as playing a weekly soccer twice a week at tennis or go three times a week to the gym. For countless reasons, but not the same. And one has to accept the life you choose, and take responsibility. In this regard, I will address what happened to me, and I'm trying to get an apprenticeship. Was thinking about this when I thought of Giordano Bruno, interesting sixteenth-century philosopher, who, speaking in very general terms, postulates that if God is infinite, so too must be his work. That is, should exisit infinite universes. Thus, it is that God knows everything that will happen, but knows all possible universes. In this universe, I ran the Chapelco tetra and tetra arrived and ran the Esquel and stuck a stick terrible. Because in this universe I chose that. In another universe does not run any Tetra. In another, I moved to San Martín. In another did not come to birth. And so, I am in some way with my decisions, and simultaneous infinite parallel universes, which are opened to my heart thanks to Free Will. Experiment only one but I could live in either. Depends on me. So, choose what you choose, God knows what will happen because, again, being infinite, the infinite universe knows you created.

Where am I going with this? Well, what happens from now on will still depend on my decisions. From the moment I started writing this blog, I decided to release this part of my life. That is why in recent weeks I have heard endless interpretations and opinions about what has happened to me, for what has happened to me, and what should be done and how. I accept, because it is the universe that I have chosen. Some believe it was simply an accident. Others who came by something. Some say that was irresponsible. Others who should not have run any tetra. I've heard that what happened was because something was not right in my life. Or what happened to me up and follow the road in coming. Some people think I should re-run a tetra. Some say that I have to re-run it ever. Those who believe I should continue writing the blog. Those who believe that no longer makes sense. The truth is that life is about making decisions. And carry them out. And, as always said, to be happy. What will my life? Do not know yet. Will I be at Tetra? I do not know. I continue writing this blog? Nor do I know. This is a time for reflection. A pause. Because I have to do is rehabilitate my arm. The worst, for now, I can not work. And in this world, without work, one is complicated. Of course, this would already be talking about my life ... and that's not what this blog.

all possible universes ahead, just have to choose which of them live.

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