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We live in a world with lots of differences. People are dying of poverty by the millions while other people are feasting in fancy hotels in Europe and Asia. People are suffering for not been able to afford dental treatment while people are spending hundreds of thousands in a new shining smile. That’s the world. I know it can get a lot better but i also know it was a lot worst. At times slavery was common. At times killing with no reason was acceptable. It sounds like the world we live in now, right? Look up in history and you will see it was a lot worst. Our life expectancy is proof of that. This is already subject for a lot of arguments but this is not the main subject here. The main subject maybe has to do with the fact things doesn’t get even better. Much better. And the answer is my subject:

The more pleasing to the eyes seams to get a better place in the sun. It’s everywhere and it probably has something to do with “survival of the fittest” as it has to do with a very nazi concept of purity but the fact is that it is there as strong as ever or even more. We try to fill these gaps by trying to improve our social behavior. By accepting. By not saying out loud what we think about the fat, the bald, about the old, the poor, the sick and so on. Or are the fat kids the popular ones in your neighborhood’s school?

I’m in Cozumel right not and it’s a paradise people try to preserve. No wonder. It’s really amazing. But i can’t help but remembering coasts with less luck. Those with less interesting fish and less reefs and soaked in oil from transport ships. So i also had to remember about my fluffy cat. The animal i love the most. He happens to be a gourgeous persian cat. I had to remember my cat because there are cats screaming all night by the hotel in Cozumel because they are starving as billions of other animals in the world. The fish here are so friendly. They don’t fear humans. Neither the cows and pigs that we eat everyday. Ok. Not all the cows. The really beautiful cows turns into procriation machines and have a better luck.

The fact is that it seams we gotta really balance out Darwin in these situations  but we are unprepared for the task. We do want equality but we finance the differences. We pay for the top models and we go to the movies to see things pleasant to the eyes. We hang with the good looking ar the successful or those we admire in one way of the other.  And yes we choose and leave the unlucky behind. Probably many of you are as me unlucky in many subjects and lucky in a couple. In the hotel i am there are a lot of poor mexicans serving food and making sure the lucky ones are well served. I’m lucky for a week a year but as i’m not a model and i don’t find my place in the sun unless i work more than one should i have to go back tomorrow and work as most. As those mexicans serving us. The thing is: Some are spared of this. Some get it easier and it’s all about Darwin. But not the fittest to survive as Herbert Spencer said. Just the fittest and gourgeous. Deny it if you can! Tell me you left the cute kitty behind and got the ugly blind one. Tell me you are ugly and always had it easy for you. Tell me you believe most people tend to see beauty in virtue and spirit. Tell me i’m not saying the true! If i’m telling the true in other hand it will be really difficult for us to ever live in an equal society where everybody can find a place in the sun. That’s the sad true…unless you are one of the lucky ones…

We are probably all fighter. I heard that the other day. Mankind lived for millions of years fighting to survive in an environment where food should be hunted and we were also considered food by some. That’s why i feel hunger and craving. Because we needed this instinct to never forget to eat while there was something to eat. We didn’t know where there would be more to eat if ever. That’s why we developed creativity. It’s a mechanism spawned by fear. We needed to create defenses on the spot to fight of to run from other animals. We needed to create shelter when there was none. We needed to understand the way things work in order to survive. And our fight was a big one: Fight for survival. After these millions of years our instincts are printed in our genes so we keep doing what we learned before. But there is a lot of food. There’s very little fear. There’s tranquility. I know you all are probably saying: Yeee… You have tranquility…come spend a month at my house and you’ll learn the meaning of fear…lol… ok… i believe you but yet if compared to our previous history that’s peanuts. That’s why we would live for no more than 20 years and today we can do it over 100. I’m saying all this because there’s something about tranquility. Usually when i find myself really calm i feel there’s something missing. I worry. It sounds dumb to worry but still i do and i know a lot of people like me. Why is it so hard to just be? To let go and give up. To let the senses run the show and not the mind. Maybe this internal voice we have telling us to run while we can and to eat while there’s food never let us calm. Doctors say there’s something to do with a deep fear of death. To me one does not need to be a doctor to get this. Mankind always were afraid of death and this is not because we were fighting for survival. It’s because we don’t know what’s there after death? It’s because we know in our genes but we don’t want to accept it? These days we fight other kinds of fights. We fight to make money and to stay fit and we fight to stay sane. These are important fights to us now but for some reason they’re mild. More people seams to loose interest in fighting. More cases depression every year. More fobias. New kinds of mental deseases. New auto imune deseases. Things we never heard before. Seams like some are giving up and it’s hard to understand why since apparently things are easier these days. But then again maybe we were crafted to suffer and fight hard for our survival. In this case too much wellness can be bad to the health of our kind?

The films “21 grams” mentions a research showing that a person in a scale will loose 21 grams just after the moment of death. A supposition coming from this result implies that the soul or what makes us humans weights then this 21 grams. The weight of our souls. I try to imagine why someone would do an experiment like this and i wonder how many important discoveries were made in science. I also wonder how society chooses the way to use these discoveries and the consequences of that. I saw my grandmother suffering so much. She stayed in the hospital four months before her death with no chance of survival. The machines and techniques of the hospital were powerful enough to “give’ her four extra months of life. Four months of pain. I know many cases like this and i’m not using my granny to get your support. It’s really an example and many of you may know others just like this. The fact is that she was deformed because of the liquids in her body. Se had huge wounds on her back from being in the hospital bed for a long time. She had a machine to breath for months so she could not eat or speak. And then she died. I don’t know if i’m wrong to say that but to me looked like they tortured her for four months. I know doctors have the obligation to do whatever they can and the family would never buy the idea that just letting it go could be better but to me that looked like a bad ending. When you have a great love and it finishes you want to preserve the good things about it so you end before all you can remember is negative. She left life hating it and spending a lot of time asking to die with no answer. She probably have terrible memories from life she took with her. Those 21 grams don’t want to ever come back to this life and all of this is a benefit from our advanced society and it’s medicine. I really believe in advance and i really believe in medicine. I have to thank medicine for been alive right now but in my point of view the moral codes doctors found to practice their profession are really wrong. There should be a point where keeping a person alive with pain and no hope is plain wrong. A moment when machines should be turned off. Some kind of respect for those 21 grams that means so much to some. I know it’s a hard task to ask for those left behind but their time will arrive too and if is like they say and “death is not the end” we are sending many souls to heaven’s shrinks!!!