Today I finally decided to write, and as always, will be a post with many ramifications, as INCEPTION (hahahahah until I laughed), well, not so much but it definitely is a product of a different day, full of signs and memories term inspired to write something different and somewhat motivating ...
So, here we go ... On the beautiful avenue
Bonne Nouvelle, which was only 3 blocks from where I was staying in Paris the first and frozen days of January 2009, in the street where he once whipped on the ground by walking fast for not realizing that the ground was frozen because of the snowstorm that had hit the city the night before is in the street where Virgin Records is the store, which was first accompanied by Mathieu to buy what would be my cell (a cell phone bubble gum 40 euros) the next two weeks, cell phone that I used a shit when I wanted to communicate with him to cross the manifest
Palestinian tion was in front and that I could get to the other side of the lovely boulevard Bonne Nouvelle .... Here's evidence: 
was the first day I went to the city alone, fear of never having gone without someone to guide me and not someone tell me what to do, much less someone who spoke the same language as the inhabitants of that city and to help me let me know with police who tried to help me locate a safe area where he could wait until the demonstration ended.
That day, all I wanted was to be ended, but the minutes passed and more and more noise was heard. I just thought: shit, you think you're safe on the other side of the pond and I'm worse than one of the plants of PG ... Anyway, there was not much to do but wait ....
With courage, I decided enter the famous Virgin Megastore, where I first heard the song "If I Were a Boy" by Beyonce, which shits me most of the time. I was there watching (not reading, clarified) books in french, kitchen, arquitetura, calendars, maps, literature, film, and all those wonderful human creations that stay on the books, when my ear and my brain began to focus on the letter the song, which made me shed a tear when he finished, not because it was very sentimental, but because it made me think that someone understood how I felt and had been able to express perfectly, both in lyrics and incredible voice tones, those Beyonce can only reach ...
That was the first time I heard the song and I must admit that made me fall a little better this old woman who had always been the subject of my criticism and ridicule ...
When I returned to Mexico, obviously the last thing I thought was in this song, until I returned to listen to around March, very close to my birthday and oh God, stirred feelings.
I looked up the lyrics and I learned it by heart, as the anthem of women registering to schemes that help a group against men bastards, here the letter so they can understand a little better:
If I Were A Boy lyrics
Songwriters: Carlson, Britney; Gad, Toby; Knowles, Beyonce; If I were a boy even just for a day
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
And go drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
And I'd never get confronted for it
'Cause they stick up for me
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they'd think that I was sleeping alone
I'd put myself first
And make the rules as I go
'Cause I know that she'd be faithful
Waiting for me to come home, to come home
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought But you're wrong
just a boy
And You Do not Understand You Do not Understand, oh
How It Feels to love a girl Someday you
Wish You Were A Better Man
You do not listen to
her You do not care how it hurts Until you lose
the one you wanted
'Cause you're
Taking her for granted And Everything You Had Got Destroyed
But you're just a boy ...
Fuck, I see the video and it gives me goose bumps on the skin just remember that time I heard / saw for the first time ...
Today, after a year and a half, I still feel something inside when I hear it (obviously I see the video and I can not avoid criticizing the cliché of the woman to feel Deposit will have to dress as a man, or Beyonce if any man would buenota polecía no ... Agh, shit me sometimes visually POP .... anyway ...).
This song has some relevance today, because today was one of those days where estrogen and progesterone surrounded me and not because I had at peak levels, causing extreme sentimentality and drama, but today I conversations with my friends that made me remember this song which coincidentally appeared in my car today, just when you turn it on and I went to my house.
Beyonce sang as if it were a silly to me, with all the feeling and as I did, My head began to work in unexpected speed, reached the following conclusions:
1. If Beyonce were a "boy ".... think like an old woman. Aceptémolso, the song is written with thought and feeling of a woman. Seeks understanding, affection, attention, love ... all that women always want men, however we want to seem rude. ALL, yes ALL looking for a pat on the face, all looking for a compliment, a compliment, we all want to feel that when we look there is no one else. We all want to feel the love of a man through his attention. Beyonce And what makes it very clear: If you were a man, understand his old, would want, change the world so as not to see her mourn, but do you think Beyonce? Not a man, and men are not like that.
2. Expectations are the direct path to the precipice. Let's face it. Expectations are only the manifestation of the idealism and the perfect world we build in the mind about something or someone. Expectations are that make us think that some day we will have what we want, with no certainty that this will actually happen, but the simple fact that they have kept us there waiting to be fulfilled and doing everything for the person question to understand what we want and we meet (although this is often what he / she makes him happy.)
expectations in love are a nuisance. It's the best way to waste time and give the mother to a relationship. Believe me, if someone want to finish faster, leap for expectations about how much he / she MUST make them happy and fix your world.
3. The expectations in the way, no details. Men, this is something they fail a lot, bastards. Believe that a woman should not get used to the details, and they are right, because somehow, we can never get enough hahahahaha. But that does not mean they can not surprise us, make us feel loved a normal day in the morning, when we leave a fresh, when tell us how beautiful we are (although we are uglier than a car seen below), are things that you usually can do, but do not by what people think, not to seem too intense for anything that results in fear . So on the one hand, it is well to help us set foot on earth and tell us we should not have high expectations and expect a lot from a person or a relationship, but on the other hand, unexpected details that may have ( both men and women, eye), can make us forget about the expectations and realize that the reality we live every day (yes, that really brings a great happiness to see a mail to remind us that we want, I do not mean to the reality where we are to dine at expensive places or shine with a gift). Less is more, But nothing is nothing ... ok?
4. They'll never understand, nor we them. At this point I have little to say. I just think we should stop thinking that people of the opposite sex or same sex even to think, speak, act, feel like we do, quite simply because each head is a world built on unique experience, which we identified and we are every day, making us different from others and thus form our personality and individuality.
The day we understand that each person is unique and unrepeatable, that everyone has their own way of reacting and that we expect companies to act as individuals with our own criteria and we can not / should handle, I think that day ... the world will end! Stop writing songs, poems, screenplays, blogs, etc etc etc, because that day will be over romantic love (which in the Age of Romanticism was super emo, as they live it every day, not love nice and fairy tale) and begin to appear mature relationships based on understanding and acceptance of others, aware of their qualities, virtues, but more importantly, in understanding their "defects" (defects and understand something wrong, but for me, a defect not necessarily bad, but may be somewhat different to what I would like to support).
5. Time is the best advisor, and the worst executioner. is true that the era we live in the here and now, that is now! We are the generation of immediacy, we abide by the speed and not have a sense of tolerance very presumably say. I declare myself president of this. I'm very desperate. I'm used to doing everything fast, to do a thousand things at once, pulling my head more than a corvette at times and yes, think that speed and a Corvette can do shit at any moment ... And that is precisely the problem. Sometimes if not most of the time, which is made quickly, not made with the care they should take, it is "on the Viva Mexico" and believe that if it does not work and there will be more opportunities to try. The problem is that not always the case.
impulses are the thing that makes us feel alive, that make us want to live life with passion to the extreme and adrenaline that usually makes us experience the best life situations, but also cause us to make the worst decisions without a Ctrl + Z you overwrite.
We must learn to give place to time, we must learn to let go a little bit of momentum when it is clear that any movement miscalculated and implemented quickly can announce the apocalypse of a relationship.
We must be patient, not only do not hurt others, but hurt no more scars and make unnecessary the little heart that already has enough to do what others (who obviously do not read my blog hahahaha) .
6. Freedom is not something that is granted. Yes, how many times I've heard people say, is that my mom gives me a lot of freedom ... A VER WEY! Your old gives you freedom? Not good, because neither my parents that if they have more right to give me freedom because I still maintain hahahaha. Definitely the man is a free man who flees to the constraints and rules, anthropological, psychological and sociological checked. By the time a person feels trapped in a cage, as in a locked room will find a way to escape. And not open the door from time to time means that you give him freedom. Just the freedom is not given, is something we all have and when we are subjected to a "confinement", we flee, we will exploit any open or hollow ae lost to leave and never return (unless you have a codependent like closure.) Plis
So, understand that people who are with us is because they want to be there, want to live, you just feel our company, no strings attached and that when we ask to be, becomes automatically on a commitment or an obligation, which involves tedious and not freedom.
Anyway, I could go hours on the points that we must be clear, but I think I left the most important point now is that I wish myself to apply these principles (I feel very Socratic now), because it seems ( and feel) as if the head had enlightened me, had ripped away the cobwebs of my mind and had brought order to the chaos he had, making the habitat of my head an amazing place where my heart could live perfect, the problem is that all room starts to fill with dust, you start to mess up, so it is important to clean constantly ... So whenever you feel they are beginning to fill with cobwebs head and leave them feeling no breath (figuratively of course, if not call 911), remember that nobody is like you, do not have to act like you you do not have to wait to do so.
Au \u200b\u200brevoir:)
