lunes, 17 de febrero de 2025

Sueños premonitorios

No es difícil imaginar algunas cosas 

pero como mi yo consciente es mero bruto 

mi yo inconsciente me avisa y me cuida...

Be careful...

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martes, 11 de febrero de 2025

Google Maps qué putas

Qué aberración es esta

El imperialismo yankee vivito y coleando...

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What is the Matrix?

Morpheus: Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?

Neo: The Matrix.

Morpheus: Do you want to know what it is?

Neo: Yes.

Morpheus: The Matrix is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work... when you go to church... when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.

Neo: What truth?

Morpheus: That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else you were born into bondage. Into a prison that you cannot taste or see or touch. 

A prison for your mind...

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lunes, 10 de febrero de 2025

Día cero de 100 años

Cómo se deshacen 50 años de programación en unas semanas? 

Difícil, pero no imposible.

Aprender es rápido. Olvidar, no tanto. La extinción del aprendizaje toma más tiempo que el aprendizaje mismo.

El viejo programa no se borra, solo se duerme. Puede volver. Puede revivir.

Necesito refuerzo continuo. Nuevas asociaciones. Un reescrito total del código.

Porque si no reprogramo, me reinician.

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Busazo

Pero nada va cambiar 

porque así son ustedes...

Mucho bla bla bla

Y cuando olviden a los 51 inocentes 

Todo estará bien...

No?

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