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Cherish those who matter.

We are all connected. We can have different personalities, mindsets, experiences in life; but we are all human and feel that empathy, that sense of knowing that we all seek connection. Sometimes it works out. Sometimes it doesn’t. People come in and out of our lives, and if we’re wise enough we can learn from the experience (whatever that was). Focus on how people make you feel and on who truly cares about you. Focus on who is there for you, even if they have their own lives now and they may be busy at times. Remember who’s important, and who was there for you.

People loves according to how they have been raised, or according to how they see and understand themselves; so, understand that your way of showing affection could be really different from the way of showing affection others have. Having said that, always observe and learn to cherish those who, in their own way, are there for you when you need them. Remind yourself that we are all learning to love ourselves and others. So don’t judge. We are all going through our own challenges. And the key is to really cherish those who matter to us, but always putting our egos aside. People have misunderstandings, and yet people can still care deep inside.


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Fasting vs Intermittent Fasting

This is about fasting. About denying your body and mind of the energy it needs just to satisfy your ego and think that you are being saintly by enacting this atrocity. But this is not religious in any way. I don’t have any beliefs. As most important in my life, I take very serious the topics of taking care of my mind and body. So, this blogpost or writing here is about how fasting affects you, your body and mind, and the truth about fasting in general.

And when fasting to lose weight, it is even worse for the immune system. It attracts illnesses. And fasting increases fat retention, because it makes the mind more anxious and hungry; thus tissues weaker and unable to absorb fats in a proper manner. I used to fast for 2 days, 3 days, a week, even more. Fasting is not healthy in any way. The belief, thought, and tradition of fasting come from the old days. In the old days, tradition, religion taught that denying your mind and body of food is a form of righteousness, a way to become connected to the suffering of others. Nonsense, of course.

Fasting is a way, a very selfish way, to pat yourself in the back and create this illusion that you are a good person; but, in reality, it does nothing for the poor or suffering people around the world. Fasting is just another belief, which you might consider as a great belief; however, not a belief that actually helps people. The only fasting that helps is if someone saves the money from those meals they don’t eat while fasting, and then unselfishly give that money to the poor for their meals. But no one does this, so fasting is just another illusion, another deception religion has created and planted in the subconscious of the ignorant masses. I know because I was one of these, and I have awakened myself to the truth.

Increasing intelligence, growing in understanding, keeping myself healthy is the most important thing in life for me.

After years of seeking ways to improve my cognition and understanding, I found intermittent fasting. I do not eat in the morning. I leave the whole morning for my stomach to wash itself from the prior night’s meal. This time also serves for my immune system to increase strength, to become more capable of bringing healing to my body’s tissues. By intermittent fasting, I not only help my body absorb and use fats more properly to become stronger and leaner, but I also increase my brain’s capacity for intelligence by giving my nervous tissues the proper time and energy to store the right nutrients. This type of fasting does not weaken my body, because it is only in the morning that I do not eat, not for days and days as the common, religious fasting. Most importantly, this fasting does not create false beliefs and illusions in me of being saintly.

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My experience with moving on

“The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence; the past is a place of learning, not a place of living.”

― Roy T. Bennett

Lately I’ve been thinking about my twin baby sisters, which died before birth due to complications with contractions and the umbilical cord. Don’t really want to bring it up with my mom, in case there is still some painful memories in her. But, questions still linger in me: What would they look like today?? Would they be religious like my mother or in the path of awakening and self-discovery like me?? Interesting how things happen in life, and that everything happens for a reason.

If they were alive today, and so was my brother and father, how different life would be for me. How evolution takes its course in the direction set by each change, and so life takes shape. The main thing is to be grateful of how things are, however the situation might be currently. We evolve, take certain paths, and we have the opportunity to learn as well. I wouldn’t be who I am today if things were different. I learn from the pain. I either evolve from it or not. But absorbing the lessons in my life is always up to me. Remaining stuck to my past does not help me build my life and move forward.

One must acknowledge first that life is now, and that from being totally present now, then we can successfully evolve. Because we all carry burdens, pain, things which were tragic for us; but the real key to love and happiness is creating new experiences, and to do this we require courage. Now, courage, being brave, even strong willingness to move on, does not exist if we remain attached to the past. The past, the hurt, the things lived. These are there to make us stronger, to allow us to become better, to learn and move on. Stepping stones, and not burdens to stop us from creating a better future.


Reading time. Because as a lover of knowledge and expansion of mind, I live it very strongly. Great reading for you:

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Feminine/Woman/Life

This is about relationships, about the feminine, about the emotional body. Because it is all about this. The mind, the ego, the chattering and arrogant voices, is its opposite. So, life itself is not about the mind. The mind must be tames, yes, enlightened, awakened. But one still must connect (relationship) with oneself beyond that petty mind. Know the feminine force and you know the secrets to a better life in all aspects. Some of us may not understand. Some of us may be rattled and irritated by this.

This understanding depends on where you are in your journey right now. Don’t act out. No one is better or worse. Just different understandings. So, relationship. What is it…?? No labels. Don’t say romantic or friendship. Just relationship. It is a deep connection. It is about the feminine force. It is about the emotional body. The mind sometimes cannot understand the feminine if it is disconnected from the emotional body. A woman, for example, deep in her, beyond all other desires in life. She just wants to feel appreciated, loved, special. She’s been given the greatest glory, the greatest essence, beauty itself (physical and otherwise).

Men think a woman is difficult to understand quite often, but in reality this is not the case. A woman is easy to understand, because she just wants one thing. To feel loved. Now, how a man goes about making that particular woman feel loved?? That is very personal and individual to each man and whether he’s awakened or not. And the man. He is the masculine, the mind, the brunt of the ego. Most of the time, he doesn’t really know what he wants. He wants sex. He wants money. He wants love. He wants to become better. He wants to be the best at everything in society. He’s lost if he doesn’t bring awakening to his mind. We, men, must bring purpose, the righteous path, a vision of what we truly want in life.

As a young man, I went through this. Most men go through this. But some remain prideful and do not admit it; and this is their burden increasing each day. So, to not make this too long. Relationship. Seek to connect to your emotions. Seek to understand yourself at a deeper level beyond mind and quick desires or urges. Because relationship is the feminine. Life is the feminine. Existence is the feminine. No man can truly become a lover and a creator in life without understanding the feminine. And even though this post might seem drivel to many, many others will understand what this is about. Life is suffering and the mind troubled, frustrating and stubborn if we lack the understanding of the feminine.

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The Loose Damned

Coming to Amazon this week on Kindle Vella.

Fantasy/mystery story.

“THE LOOSE DAMNED

It is a short story, coming soon on Kindle Vella, an Amazon service, which can be read by buying tokens. You can buy 1 episode at a time, or many at a time. The first 3 episodes are free to read to introduce the reader to the story.

short blurb or intro: Michael Vega has returned from the beyond. He’s on a mission. But the rip has been opened now, and hell is after him. What will he do…?? Only you can find out.

And before reading the chapters, here’s a book trailer I made to introduce the story:

These are the first 2 chapters or episodes to get acquainted with the upcoming story.

CHAPTER 1 “The Return”

A bar scene.  Bars are so depressing.  Or at least this one was.  There was too much smoke in the air.  Someone was smoking like a chimney, but no drunkard there really cared.  The bartender with the unfriendly face cared even less though.  He was cleaning the inside of beer glasses with a dirty cloth.  But, of course, he didn’t know it was dirty; or, better put, he didn’t care.

The old man was just sitting there, facing the bartender and staring at the bottom of his empty glass.  ‘Did I have booze and drank it already…??’ he thought to himself.  Then he sighed in frustration, grunted, and looked at all the alcohol bottles in display in front of him and on the other side of the counter.  His mouth drooling, his eyes reddish, his movements clumsy.  Indeed, very intoxicated.

The old man now glared at the unfriendly bartender.  Then he smiled and said, “So, I know you wanna gimme another beer.  C’mon!  Say it.  You want to, huh.”  His eyes lolling and unsteady.  The bartender just observed him.  Then the old man continued, “Please, I want it!  And I want it!  C’mon.  Be my pal.”

The barman became pensive, then added, “Rowley, just go home.”  Then he got nearer to him, right on his face, and continued, “What did I tell you…??  This was the last one.”

“So, good!  Gimme the last one please,” the old man said while offering his empty glass to be refilled.

“No, you already had your last one.  Now is time to go.  So move it,” he came back firmly.

“O, c’mon.  Just one more.  Don’t be a mean one, Mr. Grinch.  Yes.  You.  Mr. Grinch.”

“GO.  HOME,” he repeated firmly.

The old man pouted like a little kid, then he grunted, then he scoffed.  “Okie dokie.  I know we are friends and all.  So, I won’t stay.  Because… because if I stay… if I stay I kick your…”  Then, before finishing, he dropped to the floor just like a sack of potatoes.

He was awkwardly resting on the ground now.  The few men drinking in the bar were observing him.  Some were laughing.  Some were too drunk to even care.  “Oops.  No!  No!  Don’t help me.  I’m okay…” he said this as he staggered to his feet.  Then he exited the bar, but not before he bumped into some chairs. 

Outside then, he squinted under the sun.  He stopped himself and looked at the road in front of him.  The bar was in the outskirts of the city, and here there were mountains, wilderness, and a very, very long road.  He then wobbled.  He cursed under his breath.  He felt thirsty still.  And he was thinking about taking his motorcycle and going to another bar. 

Where was his motorcycle anyway…??  He’d left it right in front.  Or not.  Perhaps.  He felt confused.  But he walked in circles searching for it, then remembered and went around the bar.  The drinking place had a small parking lot on its side, so he kept walking and trying to find his bike.  Not that the parking lot was big and full of cars, but he was not feeling so well, and his vision was not well either.

“Hey, old man!” came a voice from the side of the main road.  “Are you looking for your son’s wheels?!  It’s mine now that he doesn’t need it anymore!”

The old man swallowed something bitter while staggering to remain on his feet, then he leaned on the bar wall.  His son had passed away.  He’d been on a gang of bikers, so he’d met this guy there.  But what’d happened…??  Weren’t they friends??  How can he steal his dead son’s motorcycle now.  Or maybe this was a joke.  The old man smiled, then said, “Gee.  Too funny!  You’re a funny guy, Steve!  Or whatever your name is.  Can’t remember…”

Before the guy, Steve perhaps, put on his helmet and took off in the bike, he grinned and added, “Nah, I don’t joke!  But, I admit, this is pretty funny, right?!”

The old man was left all alone, confused, not even understanding what’d just happened.  He lost his footing and fell on the ground intoxicated.

Meanwhile, Steve rode the bike hell for leather.  The road in front of him was paved and long, very long.  To his side, wilderness.  Far beyond it, mountains.  Above them all, the skies were blue and the sun was scorching hot.  He thought himself as a speed demon.  He actually felt like a really bad-to-the-bone demon, just because he’d stolen a bike from an old man.  ‘What an accomplishment for my bad-guy résumé,’ he muttered under his breath.

Suddenly, a bright light in the skies.  The blueness of it all trembled.  But this light felt and appeared more like an omen.  This shook Steve to the core.  He didn’t know why, but he felt curious and afraid at the same time; however, he also felt allured by it.  He couldn’t resist it, so he stopped the bike and stared at the bright light.  Dazzling.  Mysterious.  Compelling.

The light was more like holography of colors.  The rainbow-like banner of colors was right above him now, and it also spread all over the road and on part of the wilderness.  It was like something, or someone, had come flying or running out of an interdimensional portal right above the ground…

CHAPTER 2 – “Enter The Loose Damned

There were no words.  No words to describe the brightness and mystery emanating from the phenomena above him.  Steve looked around him, then behind him.  He was trying to find other witnesses that could corroborate that he wasn’t crazy, that he was actually sane in seeing the spectacle above him.  He saw no one.  The road.  The wilderness.  Total emptiness.

He felt alone, so alone; and anxious, extremely anxious.  The effect of this phenomena was indeed strong.  The light filled by rainbow colors was now sizzling or vibrating rapidly.  And  he was now paying more attention to his surroundings, as the colors were fading and he felt mysteriously aware. 

Then, suddenly, he heard a noise on the tarmac.  Someone was behind him.  Who was it..??  Then he slowly turned around.  There it was.  But he couldn’t see his face at first, since this one was bent on his knees and looking down.  He wore tattered jeans and T-shirt.  He looked like he came from the same pits of hell as The Devil himself.  His long, jet-black hair disheveled.

He was crouching just like a beast ready to pounce on its prey.  He was beside the motorbike and he didn’t seem friendly.  When he looked at Steve, this one almost dropped backwards.  It was him!  How could it be??  He was gone.  He saw his body at the funeral.  What the hell was going on here??

“Kid…??”  Steve asked.  “Is it really you??”

Almost half his face was burned.  But these burns seemed fresh, as if they had occurred just a few minutes ago.  And the muscular boy was not in any pain.  But who was he??  And where had he burned himself like that??  Better yet, Why wasn’t he in the emergency room of a hospital right now??

“What’s  my  name??”  the 6-foot-tall young man demanded.

Steve looked confused and horrified at the same time.  He hesitated, then said, “How-How is this possible…??  What happened to you??”

The strange boy looked unwavering, resolute; but mentally jumbled at the same time.  “What’s my name?!”

No response for several seconds.  Meanwhile, the light in the skies had faded completely.

“Michael, it’s me,” the biker replied. “Don’t you remember…??  What-What is this??  Some kinda joke??”

Then the strange 17-year-old called Michael stood up.  He was looking straight at him, then at his surroundings, then at the skies, then at his own hands.  These ones were telling him something.  Perhaps reminding him something from his past.  His hands had been in places.  Horrible places.  But now they were here.  He was here.  Back here.  But something more was in the back of his mind.  He couldn’t remember it all.  Not yet anyway.

Then, without removing his eyes from his soiled hands, he said as if to himself,  “Yes…  I am Michael…  I am Michael Vega…”  Then he looked at the polished motorcycle in front of him.  It suddenly brought back some beautiful memories.  The wind on his face.  The speed.  The feeling of freedom.  Then, as he gently inspected it with his hands, he followed, “And this is my bike.”

“Well, Mike, I did steal it from—”

And before Steve could even finish his sentence, Mike interrupted, “Steal…??”  Then, with full attention on him, he plodded towards Steve.  “Why did you steal it??  Who are you??”

“Er.  Don’t you remember me??  We were in the same crew!  What’s wrong with you, man??”

He violently grabbed him by the collar and demanded,  “Who are you??  Tell me!”

Steve was 22 years old and had been a gang member for about 4 years now.  And he’d met Mike one night after he’d ran away from his house, away for good from his alcoholic father.  Mike had never met his mother, and he hated his father.  His father had later been sent to prison for killing somebody with his car while driving heavily intoxicated.

But Steve and Mike had become friends since then.  Well, sort of friends.  They had had their problems, but in their unique way they did work through them.  Now,  Mike didn’t remember much; but being closer to him, he patiently studied his face.  There was awkward silence.  Some fuzzy recollections came to him.

“Hey.  Ch-Chill, man,”  Steve added.  “I’m your friend.  Or I was.  Or, what the hell happened to you??”

Michael Vega pierced him with a deep stare, as if staring into his very soul.  There was something powerful in Mike’s eyes now that he was back.  Back from where??  We’ll discover it together soon.

“Shut up.  Come with me.”  Then, without hesitation, he sat on the bike and took off with him….


Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it and wish to discover what happens next and the terrible hell unleashing upon him. In returning to Earth, Michael has opened the space-time rip, and so the chaos he unfolds increases. Follow me to find out on what day is being released.


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Worthy of love

Love is inherent in us. In all of us. For all of us. One may have the greatest challenges, problems, heartbreaks; however, we are ALL worthy of love, and capable of giving love. As long as you are breathing and not in a comatose state, you can give love and receive it. But, in order to do this, we must become love first. What is that mean…?? It means we must move forward, not remain attached to the past hurt or failure or mistake. Maybe our childhood was tragic. Perhaps someone cheated on us in our past. Or many other terrible things. But, for this reason, moving on, focusing on building a new purpose in us, in our activities and daily habits, is what we must do to create love in our experience.

To open your heart and let yourself be loved by someone, you must stop following the heartbreaks and disappointments your past brings, and stop devaluing yourself and judging yourself based on past mistakes or in the way someone treated you in the past. Love, and your worthiness to be loved, is not measured by your self-pity and ego. Being loved is about moving on and opening yourself to new experiences for yourself without looking back. Love is a manifestation of moving forward with purpose and faith in yourself.

Now, of course, it is easy for us to feel hurt and remain attached to this, pity ourselves and live in hurtful memories. Sometimes, without knowing, we find pleasure in feeling like a victim. But feeling like a victim is letting our minds increase ego, and this increase lowers our chances to truly become better persons and build a better life for ourselves. And life is all about moving forward, is it not…?? We are meant to move on and leave the past where it is, behind us. Whether that past has been good or not, it doesn’t really matter. What matters is that you become aware that love and happiness resides in the passion and commitment to move forward. You create yourself anew by moving forward. So, never tell yourself that you cannot move forward into better things; because this is what true living is, moving forward, feeling accomplished by creating new purpose in your day to day.


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Enjoy it now

“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.”

― Eleanor Roosevelt

Life can be complicated. One might live with confusion. What to do?? I don’t have the money I need. The deadline is coming! What choice do I make?! What did I do wrong?? And many more like this. So many of us live constantly in our heads, in our busy and anxious minds; and this is what we must realize in ourselves. Nothing matters more than realizing this in life, because in order to live and enjoy fully our moments we need to understand that love and happiness is not in the chase we do. It’s not in money, even though we live in a society and we must pay for what we consume. It’s not in seeking better education and thinking about future exams and study, even though it is important to design a good future in society.

It is now. The joy, the love, the value is now. In the things, relationships, situations you have. It is about paying attention to all this. And it doesn’t really matter if we have much or not. And it doesn’t really matter if we live in a paradise or not. And what about the kind of job we have?? It doesn’t matter either. The only thing that can get us to real joy is our own attention. Attention into what our lives are now. Find the passion, the positivity, the motivation, the purpose and value in you by always taking time to enjoy and bring positive attitude to your current situation, moment, people around you.

When my mind goes into the future, thinking about certain outcome, pondering what I could get. Or when my mind goes to the past, asking myself what went wrong, what did I do, why something failed. When this happens then, I instantly focus on getting away from this and putting all my energy in the now, in my family, in my writing, in being with my dog, in enjoying a nice day outside, etc. etc. Because it is natural that the mind will always pull us one way, making us feel anxious, chasing money, hunting for better opportunities; but it is our responsibility to shift our attention and love ourselves and our lives now. Without questioning. Without making excuses. Just live it, enjoy it now.


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Full of confidence

 “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” 

~ Eleanor Roosevelt

There is no worst enemy than one’s self-pity. There is no greater obstacle you bring to yourself than overthinking and analyzing something to death. Life is to be lived with courage, the successful life that is. But, of course, we all feel lack of confidence, some self-pity, maybe sadness about ourselves and where we’re going in life at times. Or perhaps, when one is lacking self-awareness, we tend to secretly compare ourselves to others. That is human and we all do it. But the truth is that this kind of mental behavior does not help us in any way. We human beings are meant to be ourselves, unique; and it is why each of us has a different experience, each of us feels different, each of us carries our own styles and ways of thinking.

This might sound harsh, but a great life is only for the brave among us. By brave I mean the ones who leave our pasts behind, the ones who are absolutely ourselves, the ones who do put importance to what others think and feel about us. It is my life and I experience and learn from myself, for myself.

This is not selfishness. This is empowering ourselves. This is saying ‘I create what I want, with patience, with courage, with love for myself; and it might go against what society teaches and does, but still it is all about my happiness, growing in character and in confidence.

The fact is that we are what we daily think. If we daily think we can’t do something, or be something, or achieve something, than we are that. And we so become what we daily think. Because what we daily think about ourselves becomes great part of our subconscious, which means it becomes who we are in all situations in life. Life is no more than this. Life becomes this. What I do is to be positive in spite of whatever goes on around me. People do not matter because they cannot live your life. Each one of us lives our own. So focus on your life. What do you think about yourself right now?? How is that helping you?? Why do you think that?? Are you comparing yourself to others?? Are you living in past mistakes?? Are you living in past, hurtful memories??


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How to love

There is no feeling like the one that gives us acceptance, support, unity, harmony, and that sense of freedom yet embrace from the ones we love. After all, everybody in life seeks to feel accepted and validated by the people around them. But this love must be nurtured within you first, because if it is not then you’ll become needy and you will become a slave to others while you are in search for this love from them. No one wants to feel needy, like we must get validation or assurance from others in order to feel loved, valued, happy. That is why is extremely important to nurture this greater love first in ourselves.


And sometimes people seek to demonstrate love by going to great lengths, by giving opinions, by trying to fix, by showing that they can be nurturers; but really, quite often, just being there is enough. Just to let ourselves and others know that the value of love is in remaining. The ego, the overthinking mind, seeks to show worth, to validate by action, to seek more ways to display how we feel. Sacrifice, strain, effort, gifts, great demonstrations. This is what society says one should do to love, to make someone feel loved, to find value in ourselves; however, this is a mechanical pattern which is born out of our egos to feel better about ourselves.


Because the simplicity of love is experienced fully by just being there, for ourselves and for others; and this does not require the ego to come up with newer ways to “love.” Because this is a more pure, heartfelt, honest and authentic love; and a love which does not make you a slave to others or to their ways to love you or not love you, to their expectations or to their requirements from you. It’s a love which remains in you. It’s a love which heals in relationships. And it’s the only love which can make you whole. And this wholeness is what we all seek. It is in us really. Without anxiety about finding newer ways to show our care. Without copying others. Without feeling less than others and their actions. Just communicating. Just gazing into each other’s eyes. This is all that love is. The rest is a made up scheme from the overactive ego in us.


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Why is life like this…??

So, why are we here…?? Why are we born?? What’s the point of all our suffering, challenges, misunderstandings, and losses in life?? These are the deepest questions we can ask ourselves. Of course, most people really do not question life like this. They just live it. But, in my own experience, the life put under a microscope is the life which brings you the understanding of true love and happiness. Because sometimes one lives life, and one suffers life, without really knowing why things are the way they are; or what we have to do to better our lives. No one does this intentionally, obviously. We are all trying to live the best we can. But, having said this, some of us let our minds rush and become frustrated, angry, impulsive even. Or maybe jealous, greedy, and aggressively competitive. The unaware mind has a way to blind us from clear understanding in life.

But we are what we understand, and we understand when we are truly aware of something. If I truly understand the way you feel, what you are going through, then I won’t judge you and bully you. If I truly understand why life is not going so well for me right now, then I won’t become angry and frustrated; but I will be more patient, work on choosing better, and thus be more mature daily. If I truly understand why I suffered what I suffered in my past, then I will become stronger in my present and more prepared for my future. So, think about it. Don’t rush into things. Don’t be impulsive. Even if things seem really unfair to you, stay calm, look within and in your mind, observe with stillness. If you learn to understand yourself better, then your life improves.


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