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Jejerejeje

Mauri ya subió un nuevo podcast: Sueño Venezolano

Es el nueve.

Bájenlo, no me se el link, pero háganlo.

Te gané Mauri

visitenme en www.elblogdemaurice.blogspot.com

tengo un podcast también en www.radiomaurice.blogspot.com

Disculpa Mauri por hacerme de tu medio para publicitarme.

Saludos

Atte. Mauri

Brillantemente genial

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Jerusalem - I love this song!

When I tell you that I love you
Don't test my love
Accept my love, don't test my love
Cause maybe I don't love you all that much

Don't ask what kind of music I'm gonna play tonight
Just stay awhile, hear for yourself awhile
And if you must put me in a box, make sure it's a big box
With lots of windows
And a door to walk through
And a nice high chimney
So we can burn burn burn everything that we don't like
And watch the ashes fly up to Heaven
Maybe all the way to India
I'd like that

All the ancient kings came to my door
They said "Do you want to be an ancient king too?"
I said "Oh yes very much
But I think my timing's wrong"
They said "Time is relative
Or did you misread Einstien"
I said "Do you really mean it?"
They said "What do you think we come here for
Our goddamn health or something?"

Everybody's waiting for the Messiah
The Jews are waiting
Christians are waiting
Also are the Muslims
It's like everybody's waiting
They been waiting a long time
I know how I hate to wait
Like even for a bus or something
An important phone call
So I can just imagine how darn impatient
Everyone must be getting

So I think it's time now
Time to reveal myself
I am the Messiah
I am the Messiah

Yes I think you heard me right
I am the Messiah
I was gonna wait till next year
Build up the suspense a little
Make it a really big surprise
But I could not resist
It's like when you got a really big secret
You're just bursting to tell someone
It was kinda like that with this
And now that I've told you
I feel this great weight lifted
Dr. Nusbaum was right
He's my therapist
He said get it out in the open

I spent ten whole days in Jerusalem
Mmmm Jerusalem sweet Jerusalem
And all I ate was olives
Nothing but olives
Mountains of olives
It was a good ten days
I like olives
I like you too

So When I tell you that I love you
Don't test my love
Accept my love, don't test my love
Cause maybe I don't love you all that much



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Now playing: Dan Bern - Jerusalem

Would you dare?

As many of you, I have heard some crazy stories or urban myths about the soldiers in the Israeli Army, from the rambo type operations to medics using iv's just to cool down in the Israeli summer.

Lately, I've been thinking about the iv thing... I'm not really considering it (of course), I'm too much of a whooz to let a needle get even close to my precious body, but I've been wondering about the kind of person it takes to do it, just for the fun of it.


This is the scenario told by the myth: An israeli medic is shveetzing in the middle of the summer, in the middle of the desert. Over 40°C (104°F for you funny americans). The medic happens to have a refrigerated bag of intravenous solution. So he plugs himself for cooling off his body. It lowers his body temperature and he feels good! No damage done, except for the little pain of the needle.


I would never be able to do it, as discussed before.

Would you do it?

What if it was really really hot? ;)

I would like to know what you would do. Leave a comment, I'll write back, I give you my word.
Write in any language, I don't care, balls: I'll even try to write back in עברית

How I didn't want to join facebook

Yeah, I really didn't want to do it, but I got so many invitations, emails and told so many times that I should join, that it all started as innocent curiosity, but once you sign up and give them your email, everyone who has been looking for you there, pretty much become your contacts automatically, then you start looking at their pictures and at their funny little things that they put on their profile pages, and then that's it, you're already in, tunneling down the infinite spiral of profiles.

Although, there is a good thing that can be said about this website. Unlike the other ones, it allows you to personalize it a little bit more, add little applications and upload as many pictures as you want.

I guess the conclusion of this post is that I am weak and that I can succumb to peer pressure. So, step off!

And... look for me in facebook :D

Pequeñas reflexiones de mi viaje a México

• Los amigos... los verdaderos amigos, son para siempre.
• La familia estará siempre ahí para ti, en las buenas y en las malas.
• Los judíos mexicanos viven en una ilusión; piensan que viven bien, con seguridad y estabilidad. Es solo una ilusión.
  
• Vivimos en un mundo postmoderno, todo es relativo y las relaciones humanas han pasado a segundo término. Lo más importante es el dinero.
  
• En México la gente vive para acumular dinero, ese es el propósito máximo de su vida, su ocupación principal, su forma de vida. Si es necesario aplastar al de al lado para lograrlo, que así sea. (En México puedes mandar matar a alguien por $50 USD)
• Descubrí que hay personas en México que siguen teniendo un fuerte significado en mi vida, para bien y para mal. (little scary)
• Israel está lejos de ser perfecto, lejos de ser el mejor lugar para vivir, lejos de ser un lugar seguro, pero aun así, prefiero estar aquí.
• No hay como la comida mexicana.
  
• El futbol israelí es una basura.
  
• Solo existe un lugar en el mundo que me hace sentir cosquillas en el estómago cuando llego: Israel

My trip to Mexico

After thinking much about it, I decided to write this post in English, so more people can understand it.

The odyssey started when I got to Ben Gurion airport at 3:00am the day of my flight (5:20 am). Since I had done the internet check-in I could get in the business line. I got to the counter and was informed that my flight from Amsterdam to Mexico had been canceled, so I was sent to the ticketing office.
I was offered to take the flight of the next day at 8:30am (29 hours later), which I of course refused, cause I had the shpilkes and wanted to get to Mexico asap. After waiting for about an hour and a half, I was given my new route. Instead of Tel Aviv - Amsterdam - Mexico City, it was now going to be Tel Aviv - Amsterdam - Chicago - Mexico City. This was only at 4:30am, which left me with 50 minutes to go through security, customs, buy cigarettes and alcohol at the duty free and make it to my plane.
I ran, literally, ran, and barely made it to my plane.

Once I got to Amsterdam, I had 50 minutes to do the connection, which included getting in a 35 minute line to get my new boarding passes. Once I got them I kept running to the next plane that would take me to Chicago. Once I got to Chicago, I had 40 minutes to connect and catch my next flight to Mexico City.

Finally arrived in Mexico City just to find out that one of my two bags hadn't made it there. And of course, it was the one that was completely empty. Cause I took one full bag with clothes and presents and an empty one to bring presents back. Anyways, I got the empty one and had to wait for 3 days before I got the bag with my clothes.

Mexico was a lot of fun, I got to hang out with all my friends and family. When I got to my house I had the urge to take a shower, and when I got out of the shower Gabriel, Pepe and Leah (Pepe's girlfriend) were already waiting for me. Oh (sighs), it was great!

I spent the following days mainly hanging out with my brother and my friends, I had the great opportunity to see some old friends from highschool and catch up with some other important people in my life that I left back in Mexico.

Then the bachelor party came. OMG!!! Was it ever fun?!? Lots of alcohol, lots of laughter and good times. Mariachis, singing, dancing. Hard to describe in words.
After a couple weeks the day before the wedding came. I got to spend the whole day with anxi Gabriel. I met his Israeli cousin Roi who is a great guy, and got to have those last late night conversations with bachelor Gabriel. And then the day of the wedding.

The ceremony was beautiful. I've attended many weddings, of close friends and even close family, and I had never cried in a wedding until now. It was a funny feeling, knowing that my best friend was getting married, achieving one of this dreams, building a new part of his life and with the partner that he chose, that he loves... Tamy.

Then the party started, great food, an awesome band that played all night long, lots of drinking and more laughs until breakfast. The pozole was freaking awesome! And then the time to say goodbye came, cause Gabriel and Tamy were about to leave on their honey moon, which meant that I had to say goodbye to Gabriel until the next time. Again the tears rolled down my eyes just to think that I don't know when exactly will be the next time I see him.

After the wedding I had nothing left to do but to buy some presents that I still needed to get for my kvutza, pack and leave to spend 8 wonderful hours in Amsterdam.

The second I got back to Israel I had things marked to do in my calendar, got home and started working right away, even before I could even nap.

See some of the pictures of this trip here

You've got to appreciate

She offered to pay for her coffee (which of course I refused)
...she left the tip
;)

Oh Jerusalem!

In the series of auto-photos that I'm taking (like the one that I use in my profile here in Blogger), I try to pick a nice background, maybe even something meaningful, on a nice day with a nice sky (whenever possible) and shoot it!

Today (Fri, Apr 13) I went on a tour of the security fence in Israel/Palestine. It made my stomach turn a few times, when I heard of some of the arbitrary abuses that Israel has done to some Palestinians (some may even say, to the whole Palestinian people).
I saw with my own eyes the fences, the walls, the villages split in two, and I couldn't see any Palestinians, since they were all on the other side.

But almost at the end of the day we came into Jerusalem, (sigh) oh the holly city! It's so pretty! And even though I have been there many times, I just couldn't resist the beauty of the Dome of the Rock on a sunny Friday afternoon to take one more auto-photo for the collection.

Looking at the city from this view point, it's hard to believe that it is the center of both the most important religions of the world and of such an intense and violent conflict. Being there, just looking at the view, it made me forget for a second about all these problems, war, house destructions, suicide bombings and all that other shit. I just took a deep breath, straightened my arm and pressed the shutter button.

By the way, my head is blocking thousands of Muslim worshipers attending Friday afternoon prayers in the Al-Aqsa mosque.

La aceleración del tiempo

Publicado originalmente el 10 de marzo de 2006.

Hace más o menos 4,000,000 de años, los primeros seres, antepasados de los seres humanos, caminaron por la tierra. A través de laaargos periodos de tiempo, esta especie fue evolucionando, cada vez más y más rápidamente, veamos:

existieron hace
Australopithecus: 4.5 millones de años
Homo (habilis,erectus,sapiens): 2.5 millones de años
Homo sapiens neanderthalis: 250,000 años
Homo sapiens sapiens: 50,000 años

Eso es en cuanto a la evolución de una especie a otra, pero también podemos ver la evolución de la presente especie:

hace
14,000 En Europa es domesticado el caballo y el perro.
12,000 fue posible que se realizaran los primeros cultivos
10,000 En el medio oriente se había domesticado la cabra y las ovejas.
9,000 Cultivos en los valles de la India.
8,000 Es posible que aparecieran las primeras granjas en Europa y surgieran las primeras sociedades agrícolas en China.
8,000 Jerico, primer ciudad amurallada de la que existen registros.
7,000 Primeras comunidades agrícolas en meso América.
4,500 Vestigios de sociedades agrícolas Mayas y de Sudamérica.
3,500 Los sumerios empiezan a utilizar la rueda.
3,000 Invención del ábaco
2,800 Escritos ideo silábicos egipcios y utilizan hojas de papiro.
1,400 Surge la escritura fonética.
960 Gutemberg inventa la imprenta
800 Aparecen los primeros escritos fonéticos griegos.
350 Hipocrates funda una escuela de medicina racional en Grecia 387 Platón funda la Academia, considerada como la primer universidad europea.
era común:
50 Diocles escribió el primer libro conocido de anatomía.
1266 Roger Bacon estableció la importancia del uso del método experimental.
1500 Época en la que vivió Leonardo da Vinci, reconocido pintor, anatomista e inventor.
1,600 Invención de la Pascalina
1700 Newton escribe las leyes de gravitación universal.
1789 Revolución Industrial
1790 Liebing estudia la química aplicada a la agricultura
1837 Invención de la máquina de escribir
1859 Ch. Darwin publica la obra "On the origin of species".
1943 Primer ordenador electrónico (Colossus)
1960 Invención de los circuitos integrados
1990 Invención del internet

Lo más obvio de observar es que estamos evolucionando cada vez más y más rápido. El mismo proceso de evolución que antes llevaba millones de años, hoy solamente tarda unos cuantos años (ni siquiera lustros, décadas o siglos).

Pero esta aceleración no es solamente tecnológica, también se puede sentir de muchas otras formas. Por ejemplo, en la mente... Cada vez estamos perdiendo más la paciencia y tolerancia mutua, los conflictos bélicos, en vez de haberse sosegado se han aumentado y escalado. Todos pensábamos que con el final de la Guerra Fría todo iría en dirección positiva, hacia la paz global, pero la falta de paciencia y tolerancia nos trajo hasta este lugar/momento. Eso (según yo) es debido a la aceleración de nuestra evolución, la aceleración de la humanidad, la aceleración del tiempo.

Hoy en día parece que nos dirigimos a un holocausto nuclear inevitable. La intolerancia entre el oeste y los países árabes nos ha llevado a una espiral de violencia que al parecer no tiene final, bueno, o el final será el uso de armas de destrucción masiva. Algunos expertos en la materia dicen que esta será la secuencia de eventos: Israel lanza un ataque aéreo sobre una instalación nuclear Iraní - Iran lanza misil(es) con armas químicas a Israel - EEUU interviene con armas nucleares, bombardea Iran - Israel (o lo que quede) ataca a Iran con fuerza devastadora.
Esto daría comienzo a una etapa completamente diferente en la historia de la humanidad, pues EEUU estaría justificando el uso de armas nucleares,(sin importar cual es la justificación, lo importante es que "se puede justificar"), lo que abriría paso al uso de armas nucleares en cualquier otro conflicto.

Se estarán preguntando si hay alguna forma de evitar que esto pase, y si hay algo que ustedes pueden hacer. La respuesta a ambas preguntas es SI.
El "¿cómo?" lo podrán ir descubriendo aquí (en el internet) junto conmigo.

Gracias a los que se toman el tiempo de chutarse mis debrayes.

The blog world

So I’ve been working a little bit on my webpage (not too much as you can see), as I was ordering things around I realized I had a couple of comments on my blog, that for some reason, hadn’t been published (as in, the settings for my blog comments were messed up), that way I stumbled upon blogs of friends of mine. I had no idea so many people were using them and that there were so many people into these blog things.

I found Jake’s blog: http://ontopofthehill.blogs.friendster.com/
Dovi’s blog: http://dovimyers.blogspot.com/
Rafi’s blog: http://pristoop.blogspot.com/
hell, even Ana’s blog: http://seaceptanmascotas.blogspot.com/

When I just started to write a blog, I had no idea what to write about, what people would be interested in reading, or even why people would read what I have to write about. But as I started reading my friend’s blogs I realized, it’s interesting enough to read what people I know have to say about… mainly, life.

So check out their blogs, and try to interact, it’s really encouraging to receive comments.

Till next time,
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The hierarchy of the backpacks

NOTE: If you have nothing to do with the Habonim Dror or Hanoar Haoved ve Halomed movements, you’ll probably understand little.

During my time in the movement, I have always yearned to have that last coolest t-shirt. I started by receiving my first shirt when I first went to machane in Mexico in 1992, it was “Machane Intertnuati” with Hashomer Hatzair and Hechalutz Lamerchav. The t-shirt that we got as a souvenir from machane was white with a brown silhouette of a bunch of people raising their hands in the front and the name of the machane and participating movements written in the back.

It was hard to hide the pride of wearing that shirt, I worked in the machane so hard (and I was only a chanich) that it felt like I earned it. The feeling of coolness and satisfaction of wearing that shirt are hard to explain, all I know is I wanted the next one!

As years went by and I got more and more t-shirts, I realized I started to get some compliments on some of the shirts from my collection. Some people like more the really old ones, and others the smartly designed. But they all seemed surprised by the number of items in my collection and show either distress or respect.
Wearing these t-shirts also forces me to have some unusual conversations. Unkown people recognize the semel and start up conversations with you, sometimes we end up realizing that we know somebody in common or that we knew each other many years ago.

Something similar happens in the movement of Hanoar Haoved ve Halomed (NOAL) in Israel. Some time ago I got a backpack (tik comunar) from NOAL and the same thing started to happen, some unusual people have sat with me on the train and struck up conversations in bus stops and other random places. A few weeks ago I got my hands on the newest tik comunar and I started to realize a difference that I hadn’t experienced with the t-shirts. People assume different things on me, depending on the tik comunar I carry. The first thing I started to notice was that people assumed I was a certain age, then I started to notice that when having the older bag, the young ones didn’t approach me, and when using the newer one, the young ones do (especially soldiers).
The other day, a guy and a girl stared at me mischievously for twenty minutes before they passed by, showed their NOAL bags on their backs and then came to me and struck up a conversation, investigating (of course) what shichva (age group) I am from, what I do and who I know.

Now, before I pack my bag to go away on a seminar I have to think with what kind of people I might be interested in having a conversation during my travel time, or if I want to leave the tik comunar at home and use an unidentifiable backpack, maybe or maybe not wearing a Habonim Dror t-shirt… it all depends.

When Katyushot hit Hadera

Sun Aug 6, 07:44 PM

Friday evening, I have a headache so I go to take a nap before Shabbat dinner. I go into my room, lay in bed and close my eyes, the headache is strong and I can’t fall asleep… after a few minutes, I manage to fall asleep. I still feel the pain and I’m half awake, half asleep. It’s been about 20 minutes since I’ve been lying in my bed.

All of a sudden a loud long siren goes off. I jump of my bed, grab my sandals in my hand and run out of my room. We’re all running downstairs, calling the dogs to come after us, and sit ourselves in the safest place in the house against these type of rockets.

We’re downstairs trying to catch our breaths and calming the dogs down when we hear the first “boom” that also made the house vibrate a little bit… a few seconds later, a second boom accompanied by vibration as well.

We turned on the news on the tv, the newspaper on the computer and the radio too. After something like 4 minutes, they started reporting that 3, or 2, or 1 rocket(s) fell in the Hadera area, no reports of dead or injured, just 2 women trated for shock.
This is the first time that Hizbulla has fired rockets at this city, life here hadn’t been affected by the new conflict, until tonight.

I never felt unsafe, scared, nervous or anything. The only thing that I felt was anger. I was sooo pissed off!
My headache didn’t go away, in fact, it kind of got a bit worse. After 20 minutes of making and receiving phone calls to people to let them know that we’re all ok, we went back upstairs to have dinner and watch a scary movie (The Shining).

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1st comment ever:
Glad it didn’t hit your place. I think you should definately think about installing anti-katushya software on your computer.
— Jake Aug 16, 05:21 PM

La 4ta dimensión

Bueno, pues aquí comienzo mi primer intento verdadero de tener/mantener un blog. Nunca he tratado, así que no se si esto vaya a ser estimulante o no.

La primer y más obvia pregunta es: “¿De que $%..”” escribir en este blog?... Ya veremos.

Y la segunda, es en qué idioma? ¿Español, English, עברית?
Hoy, como ya empece en Español, pus me sigo ;)

El primer comentario que me gustaría hacer es sobre la nueva dimensión del internet. La 4ta dimensión, o sea, el internet, es una red de la que todos somos parte, y la cual es parte de nosotros. El internet es una expresión tecnológica de nuestra intuición por evolucionar.
¿Se acuerdan de esos gueyes que salían en la tv en los 80’s que podían mover cosas con la mente? ¿Y cuando se empezó a hablar de la telepatía? Bueno todas esas son cosas que nuestro cerebro tiene la capacidad de hacer, solo que todavía no hemos evolucionado a ese punto, pero estámos en camino. El caso es que el internet es un paso tecnológico más (como el telégrafo, teléfono y fax) que trata de responder a nuestro deseo de comunicación e interacción a través de la tecnología (en vez de la mente).

Hoy en día, podemos saber cualquier cosa a cualquier hora, solo hace falta “entrar” al internet, ya sea en una pc, laptop inalámbrica, palm, celular o muchos otros dispositivos, y tenemos toda la información necesaria a unos cuantos clicks de distancia. Nos comunicamos al rededor del planeta, instantaneamente, en cualquier momento, en cualquier lugar. Por ej.: Yo les estoy escribiendo desde Israel y muchos de ustedes están en México, estamos creando una conciencia común, aunque estamos en lados opuestos de la tierra.

Déjate llevar por la 4ta dimensión, utiliza tu ética e integridad para usarla de forma adecuada y te puede llevar al conocimiento iluminador.

Empecé hablando de internet porque ultimamente he encontrado mucha información relevante a mi vida, que no sabía que existía. Y no se puede decir que no paso suficiente tiempo en internet, porque si lo paso, la información siempre ha estado ahí, solo que yo no sabía que la estaba buscando hasta que me tropecé con ella. A través de este blog espero poder compartir algunos de los caminos que he recorrido en la 4ta dimensión para obtener conocimiento y reflexión.

Escríbanme para decirme si les gusta lo que escribo o si me estoy debrayando mucho y creen que debería internarme en una institución mental.

שלום

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(Picture by Ceci Oriz López)