BREAKING news

Manzanita…

My fellow companion for the last 5 years, literally my baby, it is severly sick.  🙁

It does not accept to take electricity anymore, hence, it only has 40% energy left….

However as loyal as it always has been, it allowed me to finalize my backup…

I am saving  the energy it has left for a miracle….

oh man! 🙁

breaking a “rejection-spell”

The first thing to do, is to stop saying to our heart and mind: it is the busiest day of my life.

Because  busier days will always come, as a lot of work is needed to be done to make things happen. Work and humbleness are required for learning from the people who had walked the path earlier, and it is willing to share some of their time and experience with us to improve.

Here a small story showing how time can get busier and busier:

On July 14, 2010 @ 6 am – I got locked myself outside of my Finnish house, with no keys. In a warmer summer day I start early my days, however I was lucky enough to have my phone with me, then I could ask for help.

On July 14, 2010 @ 6 pm – I got locked myself outside of my office in Science Park, with no keys, no phone, nothing. Worse case scenario than at the morning of the same day. However thanks to Alexander Kolesnikov I was saved and finally got in.

Those were not signs of in-love process, but my mind is really elsewhere trying to finalize my PhD and doing its best.

On July 28 2010, while being at the Pielinen Museum, I got the email of a paper accepted with “significant revisions”.  I am still shocked. We worked with that paper per months with Erkki, and I think I had been working with it directly more than a year. Hope it makes it through the whole process…

On July 29, 2010. I got the information of other document I worked with Jan in June, which is also “accepted conditionally”.

Honestly, I do not believe it is possible to break the rejection spell, especially after a dozen of rejections in a row. I feel like being locked out: those things can’t happen to me.

The reason of the entrance in this blog is: I do not believe it, however clear evidence exists that there is light at the end of the tunnel.

Now, as you can imagine it is busier as I had planned on Tuesday, but happily I received the work to be done if the spell is broken.

light

Image source here with CC.

my actual phd student pray

I am thankful to have corrections, because it means someone is reading carefully my work and s/he is helping me to improve. I am blessing for that, and I hope to continue on this track. Thank you!

Please, provide to my supervisors and readers TONS (in an exponential sense) of patience and guidance.

Keep my ears and mind open; my emotions calm and cool to understand the suggestions of improvement. Offer me the wisdom on how to RE-WRITE sentences, paragraphs and chapters when I realize I am not able to transmit the message.

god of the words,
god of the clarity,
please remember to illuminate this phd student (aka me)?

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggghhhhhhhrrrrr_men!

image source: here

how much does your soul cost?

It is not a joke or matter of moral values. But through several events I had lived in my relative short life, it made me realized the ubiquitous and high level of prostitution we live in. It is not matter if the person is good or bad. It is matter of the price our soul costs when you decide to sell it.

In a western society, everything seems to have a cost-benefit. Honestly, at moments I feel there it is not scape from this game. It is so depressing!!! Human beings are increasing on fear to survive, in fear to assure to have enough, until they are burn out. A fear induced by a system we have self-created.

Shame of us! and what a waste of life.

At the end of the day, we will die (because we all will) and we will not take anything with us. At our deathbed the only memories that will matter are: how many smiles we share and we lived, how many hugs, how many sun shines, how many thanks, the memories of the people we helped and who helped us, how much life we lived and conquer, and how much life we waste for selling our soul.

I wish we could change this system; I wish each human could find her/his passion. But for changing and for finding a passion, one has to get to know oneself, and few people (apparently) is willing to pay the price. That is a personal decision. — I took my decision long ago. My mind has to be harmonized with what I feel and do. Otherwise, I do not function, but still I need to learn A LOT. Anyway, let’s see how this life – game evolves.

The next video I love it; it gives me hope that not everybody sells her/his soul

ideas in advertisement.

Without being a fan of any brand, I confess in each football world championship and Olympic Games, coca-cola and pepsi have very ingenious ads. The creative people of diapers and some odorants as axel, for my taste are very good as well.

I LOVE ideas and creativity!!!!!

The following ad is the first one I see from the next football cup, and it made me smile.  Perhaps others will smile too, here it goes: