Nadaism is not dead

Do you want to know if a person who passes all the time doing nothing would be able to live a normal and happy life?

... I will not work, I will not engage any activity in the long or even in the medium term - but I'll need help! Please check out the nadaist contract at the bottom of the page

... and there's other pointless investigations ongoing, just take a look to the bar on the right hand side

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Obsession for calm

That's the tittle of my new novel, "La obesiĆ³n por la calma".

("of my new novel", sounds as if I had published already a couple of them and this new one was on its way... but I'm sure you don't get me wrong)


After 2 years and a half, I'm happy about the results, even if I see problems and I would be quite different if I started it over now.

The three posts "Other way" were actually a kind of synopsis (some of you might have guessed it), were a trial I was making, since these days I'm figuring out how to approach the editors. And then, I've realised there's a few people at the other side of this blog, who somehow were waiting for me to post something -awesome! I'm not going to say that I feel guilty (I do!) but I do tell myself I should never stop writing in this place.


My dream: my dream is to get the novel published, and then somebody I don't know goes to the bookshops, buys it, reads it, enjoys, and of course I don't get to know...

However, now I realize that dream becomes true with the blog! Maybe my dream is not so allegoric as it seems, and the "buying" part is important to me. Well, it's true I'd like to make a living out of it, since in my dreams I've figured I'll enjoy more when I spend my days writing, compared to going to the office.

Please everybody please don't wake me up!

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

Other way (cont'd 2)

... the words of a sage, yes, but he was in South India, very closed to some tropical beaches, and felt like visiting.

He stays in Mysore for 10 days, doing nothing, not visiting even any of the touristic attractions of the city. He meets the recepcionist of his hotel, a humble and consistent Muslim who had studied with some sufi guru in the past, and recommends him to go to visit his master in a village in the middle of nowhere. The place is old and miserable, there's quite a few people waiting, most of them must be neibourghs, but he is not patient enough and leaves.

In a train trip to Bangalore, he meets a PhD on Economics who invites him to his place for lunch; his mum is nosy and offers herself to find a wife for him, also she encourages him to visit her guru. My friend is quite reluctant, but at the end he decides to give it a try; the doctor goes with him and shows him an ashram that glows with devotion and goodness, however the guru is not at the place.

On his way back to Europe, staying at a friend's appartment in London, he shares the couch with a masseur from Australia, who somewhat convinces him to visit his guru. He finally puts his question, he's not very convinced with the answer, anyhow heconcludes he has to find his own way.

A while afterwards, he goes back to his native Switzerland, takes a proper job, and pushes himself to figure out what his direction should be...

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Other way (cont'd)

My friend found this guy while he was getting drunk in a picnic area for a farewell party, in India.

"Do you believe in astronomy?" the guy asked.
"Do you mean astrology, or astronomy?" my friend wondered.
"I mean astronomy, of course!" the guy said. "You know, planets, stars, the Milky Way... Our world is nothing, you and me we mean nothing, we could disappear at any moment! And it would not matter at all! Let's get drunk!"
...
"I like you European!" the guy kept shouting. "I don't know why you come to India, what are you exactly looking for, but you're alright. Except Germans, Germans and Jews, I would kill them all!"As my friend started complaining, he added "remember, it would not mean anything, life and death mean nothing, your life and my life worth nothing!"
And later, "What are you looking for? You must be looking for something. What's your objective? Mine is to kill myself! Rock and roll!"

This guy brought my friend to one of the biggest pilgrimage centers in India, it took them I don't know how many days to reach that place, after 2 days in a train they climbed I don't know many steps to the top of a mountain, followed a queue for 5 hours to reach the image of the god for a few seconds, and then, my friend realised he had not understood or felt anything.

And then, he decided he would look for the wise words of a sage...

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Other way

Today I'd like to talk about a certain guy, but first...

I also write this post to show that I'm not dead, neither the blog -and maybe this way the spam at my last post stops as well. It's funny to see how they are wasting their time in a blog with no posts in the last 6 months and hardly any reader. Although spam does not know, of course, about such a thing as "time wasted".

second...

Funny that I start the post with the statement "Today I'd like to..." if I haven't written for 6 months. And I don't remove the word "Today" but I add this last stament, which is pointless, and instead of removing it, I add this new statement.


Enough.


This guy I know went to an intensive yoga class (3 hours a day starting at sunrise) for six months with an awesome teacher, one of the best in the scene, and he found the classes were very difficult, the teacher a kind of a sage, and yoga somewhat useful.

At the start, he was trying to seduce one of the students: yoga girls are usually so beatiful. He's clumsy with her, and then he turns around to the city and the touristic vibe, full of women he's actually not interested about, as he realises.

Then he joins a Vedanta (hindu scriptures) class. He finds it unintelligible, on one hand, those abstact concepts which are meant to be sensible, and on the other hand, astrology and superstition. He does not find any one-handed teacher, and decides to study on his own; but then any excuse is good to get out and go for a walk.

Finally he stops going to class altogether and meets an indian who takes him to one of the most sacred pilgrimage centers in the country. He's quite amazed with everything he sees, but does not feel there's much spirituality about it.


... I'll carry on tomorrow, about this guy and his "other way"... and don't know when tomorrow is going to be, but I promise it won't be anything closed to six months.