<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:14:49.634+04:00</updated><title type='text'>MicroMacroPsychoSomaPseudoMetaCosmos</title><subtitle type='html'>[holistic entertainment : novel viewpoints : everyday observations : messages from the collective unconscious] This is the blog of El Azul. I am an artist, an alchemist of the soul and a silly person. I want to share with you stuff I feel is interesting, incomprehensible or fun. Welcome to share my journey.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114899089230828418</id><published>2006-05-30T15:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:18:56.863+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/ginger.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/ginger.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ginger is a fine root. It makes a very good herbal drink. It has a unique taste, which at first feels disconcerting to those who aren't in the know. In time, the ginger drinker's palate discovers it's sweet, euphoric and comforting essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger strenghtens the digestion, purifies blood and clears a clouded mind. It calms the hearts of the those who are like the restless wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drink it often at work to control overstimulation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114899089230828418?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114899089230828418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114899089230828418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114899089230828418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114899089230828418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/05/ginger.html' title='Ginger'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114897800881748820</id><published>2006-05-30T10:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:02:42.663+04:00</updated><title type='text'>El corazón loco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/doodle-08.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/400/doodle-08.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My goddess has shown compassion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hopes and wishes. I contend. Yet I am content. Because I have no special demands. I embrace suffering and open myself to pleasure: an invitation to communication with the eternal feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away from here, I heard myself laughing like a fool to the complete breaking of my heart. Yet could I possibly ever have been happier during that moment of loss? No, what irony! I was purified by my grief. See, her heart that had wings was still deserving of my love at the day of migration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Goddess did reward my dedication.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114897800881748820?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114897800881748820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114897800881748820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114897800881748820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114897800881748820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-corazn-loco.html' title='El corazón loco'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114754893854714159</id><published>2006-05-13T23:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:35:38.560+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tools for Mutants I</title><content type='html'>To get closer to achieving ultimate mutant power, try Rooibos tea. It's powerful stuff and without caffeine. Some claim it may also help with allergy. I'm drinking it all the time now, and I'm feeling better every day! Damn I'm on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also very good to do taekwondo kicks or ninja jumps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114754893854714159?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114754893854714159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114754893854714159' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114754893854714159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114754893854714159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/05/tools-for-mutants-i.html' title='Tools for Mutants I'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114717253256138256</id><published>2006-05-09T12:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:51:34.826+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pollen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/pollen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/pollen.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my friend, Pollen. I have pollen allergy, but it's not really Pollen's fault. Pollen was here before I was. Allergy is just us humans having adaptation problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allergic symptoms are not a simple thing. It's not only a failure of the organism to adapt. I've read somewhere that the same genes which give way to this weakness also protect against some other disease. It's more like choosing one bad thing over the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough. But, mutant's never get discouraged, so I'm upping the stakes again. There's nothing much to do to target allergy directly except drugs. So I'm gonna have to boost my whole immune function by making a stronger effort at yogic living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114717253256138256?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114717253256138256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114717253256138256' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114717253256138256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114717253256138256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/05/pollen.html' title='Pollen'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114703356087888099</id><published>2006-05-08T00:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:39:01.036+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Impermanence II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/doodle-11.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/doodle-11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/doodle-11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see the world&lt;br /&gt;in an ever-recurring motion,&lt;br /&gt;Witness one's self entirely inseparable&lt;br /&gt;from the unceasing stream of elements&lt;br /&gt;Love a thing and let it go, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;standing still eternally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114703356087888099?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114703356087888099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114703356087888099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114703356087888099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114703356087888099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/05/impermanence-ii.html' title='Impermanence II'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114663972167572119</id><published>2006-05-03T10:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T11:32:04.933+04:00</updated><title type='text'>No more bad coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/cafe_americano.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/400/cafe_americano.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ladies and gentlemen. Do you like coffee? If you do, like I do, you've no doubt run into the problem of &lt;strong&gt;bad coffee&lt;/strong&gt;. Sometimes you'd really like to have a cup, but all there is, is &lt;strong&gt;bad coffee&lt;/strong&gt;. Don't worry, I've solved the problem! All you have to do is to get over the idea of getting a perfect cup of coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've dealt with your dissapointment, you're ready for the next step: Operation &lt;em&gt;Café Americano&lt;/em&gt;. Mix half a cup of bad coffee with half a cup of hot water and add some milk - mother natures perfect food. What you've got is a cup of &lt;strong&gt;CAFÉ AMERICANO&lt;/strong&gt;, which has only &lt;strong&gt;half&lt;/strong&gt; the bad taste of the original bad coffee, plus sweet tasting milk to defend your calsium levels from the negative effect of &lt;strong&gt;bad coffee&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the human body is made out of hot water. &lt;em&gt;Café Americano&lt;/em&gt; provides you with all the water you need to protect your precious bodily fluids. Try it out right away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114663972167572119?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114663972167572119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114663972167572119' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114663972167572119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114663972167572119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-more-bad-coffee.html' title='No more bad coffee'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114656802198278183</id><published>2006-05-02T14:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T15:09:18.646+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutant of the Week II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/motw_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/motw_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the mutant of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this mutant seems a lot happier than the previous one. But obviously there's still something painfully wrong about him. Doesn't he have legs at all? With such short hands (or only one hand?) is he able to scratch himself, in case of a sudden ich? Or is he just mad? How does he earn a living? What is that place he's in, anyway? It could be a salt desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know anything at all about this mutant, leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114656802198278183?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114656802198278183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114656802198278183' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114656802198278183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114656802198278183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/05/mutant-of-week-ii.html' title='Mutant of the Week II'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114621143009630153</id><published>2006-04-28T11:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T16:33:54.123+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Impermanence I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/doodle-07.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/doodle-07.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/doodle-07.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are no permanent thoughts, only recurring ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts arise like plants from seeds. They cannot be stopped, only left to ramble in accordance with their habit. Or they can be cultivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence is the soil in which thought germinates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forms arise from voidness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114621143009630153?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114621143009630153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114621143009630153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114621143009630153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114621143009630153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/impermanence-i.html' title='Impermanence I'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114612488511381116</id><published>2006-04-27T11:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T12:06:38.190+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/snail_4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/snail_4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snails can teach us happiness. Most people wouldn't like to identify themselves with snails or look up to them, because they are so slow. Many admire panthers and leopards, because they're fast and agile. It can take 20 minutes or more for a snail to crawl only a few meters. Snails are often depicted smoking pipes, because in the world of tobacco it is the pipe which represents calmness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen chinese doing their morning tai chi in a park? They move slow, because that's the way of the spirit. When you move slow, you're better able to put your mind into it. Where you put your attention, there you put your energy. And where you put your energy, that's where your spirit begins to collect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put your mind into how you move or don't move, your spirit begins to manifest in your own body. That's the best place to summon your spirit, but you don't get that automatically. Mostly our spirits sleep so good that you can almost hear them snore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; move quickly and eat the cake too, but if you're anxious and have lost your spirit, it's a little bit like running with your pants down. You'll just stumble and look silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snails don't have pants, but if they did, they'd have their clothes buttoned up perfectly like James Bond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114612488511381116?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114612488511381116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114612488511381116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114612488511381116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114612488511381116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/slow-flow.html' title='Slow Flow'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114604054096241326</id><published>2006-04-26T12:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T11:37:50.546+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forgotten Totem</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/snail_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;As I said in "Snail Might", snails can crawl over razor blades. It's a real llife example of what can be achieved by never deviating from a path. Were the snail to change it's direction even a little bit, it would be cut by the blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great movie called Apocalypse Now which you might have seen already, which is particularly famous for using the snail metaphor, but this razor blade stuff has even wider significance than what you can see there. You don't have to be a movie geek or a lunatic military person to benefit from this model in your everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to "do like a snail" is very useful when you get into tight situations. Sometimes you have both good and bad choices, but the worst choice still could be hesitation in choosing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people like to identify themselves with a totem animal. I think it's cool. If you do it from your heart, you can get some of the powers of that animal for yourself. It sounds like fiction, but actually it just takes a leap of faith and some practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly people choose totem animals like the tiger, wolf or bear. Some have sinister or nocturnal birds like the crow, owl or vulture. There's nothing wrong with choosing any of those, but I do  have the feeling that many good totem animals get neglected undeservingly, because at first glance they don't look so menacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the snail belongs to that category.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114604054096241326?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114604054096241326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114604054096241326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114604054096241326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114604054096241326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/forgotten-totem.html' title='The Forgotten Totem'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114595056345524809</id><published>2006-04-25T10:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:36:38.723+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snail Might</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/snail.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/400/snail.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snail is a powerful creature. Not many animals have such might, not even the awesome tiger. Snails are generally not mutants, but they are very tough. Anyone who has fought against snails in the garden know exactly how tough. It's not only their powerful and graceful body structure, but also their mind. There is nothing in comparison to the mind of a snail, except maybe the mind of a buddha, which is equal to the mind of a snail. Think about the way snails work their way past obstacles. No matter how big or small an obstacle, snails always go straight. They never deviate from their path to go around an obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/snail_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/400/snail_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the graph on the right, the path A is easy and the path B is hard. Snails always take route B. You could argue this is because snails are so stupid, but you'd be wrong. Snails never deviate from their path, because they are perfect warriors. Snails are very good at decision making. They keep to what they decide and never deviate. Snails are made of pure virtue: faith, patience and concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at a snail very carefully next time you find one. Does it move or is it still? Where is it going? What is it doing? Can you find any indication of confusion, depression or indecision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if snails do have bad moments, you'd be very hard pressed to ever catch a snail crying. Instead, whenever you look, they're always crawling on the edges of razor blades humming the snail classic oldie "I'm slithering in the rain".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114595056345524809?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114595056345524809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114595056345524809' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114595056345524809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114595056345524809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/snail-might.html' title='Snail Might'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114586794014397843</id><published>2006-04-24T10:58:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:19:12.006+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The dream oracle says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/to_rotate_lite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 10pt 0px 10px 10pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/200/to_rotate_lite.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the bottom of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;eating a multicolored jellyfish&lt;br /&gt;It is viscious and I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;what is this really that I eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see a deep sea snake&lt;br /&gt;moving past my face,&lt;br /&gt;rotating around itself&lt;br /&gt;like a living corkscrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side of the snake,&lt;br /&gt;in the texture of it's skin&lt;br /&gt;there is a simple message: &lt;em&gt;to rotate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the symbol Yin Jang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114586794014397843?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114586794014397843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114586794014397843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114586794014397843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114586794014397843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/dream-oracle-says.html' title='The dream oracle says'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114572771994693068</id><published>2006-04-22T20:45:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:07:45.160+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutant of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/mutant_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/400/mutant_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/??lli.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the mutant of the week! I drew it myself, to prove that I'm really an artist. You see, in the internet anyone can make any claim they want and get away with it. But not me, I'll tell you the truth and nothing butt. So this is the mutant of the week! Why do you think he's looking troubled? Is it because of too much radiation? Maybe lost his best friend in a car accident? Or an upset stomach? I'll let you decide. Leave a comment if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about mutants is that there's something gone wrong with their genes. Mutants always have some weakness, which is also a potential benefit. So mutants are both the weakest and the strongest creatures at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114572771994693068?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114572771994693068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114572771994693068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114572771994693068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114572771994693068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/mutant-of-week.html' title='Mutant of the Week'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114552096594368473</id><published>2006-04-20T12:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T12:46:56.576+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of doodling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/1600/scribble-01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/scribble-01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love to doodle. I make a lot of doodles at work, during boring meetings. It keeps my brain energy going. Casual doodling is also a buffer against information overload, because there is nothing to think about in a meaningless doodle. It can be visual meditation, if you learn how to ride the energy. Often it's marvelous how beautiful or powerful forms appear without any effort. There is nothing shameful about doodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In fact, if you push it further, you can make a connection with the divine. The cosmic Feminine answers to "organic" shapes, both furious and graceful, whereas the Masculine is attracted by edgy "inorganic" formations, both the violent and tranquil ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Generally, in any piece of art, you'd usually try to get a perfect harmony of these elements. In some cases though, to really make an impact, you could take either one and purify it as far as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll try to attach a doodle into my posts whenever I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114552096594368473?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114552096594368473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114552096594368473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114552096594368473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114552096594368473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/art-of-doodling.html' title='The art of doodling'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114546125213349883</id><published>2006-04-19T19:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T16:34:27.556+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Floatating with Zen</title><content type='html'>I did some zen meditation in a floatation tank. The process is now called "restricted enviromental stimuli" instead of "sensory deprivation", because scientists don't think that the brain is literally being deprived anymore. In fact it's very good for the brain to experience this period of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, seems like a very useful tool, but expensive. It's marketed as a luxurious wellness treatment, which it is if you want it only that way. It makes you very relaxed from head to toe and free of stress hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not enlightened yet, so I was a little disappointed for not being blown into another dimension. But I had a good meditation with very little disturbance or discomfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114546125213349883?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114546125213349883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114546125213349883' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114546125213349883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114546125213349883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/floatating-with-zen.html' title='Floatating with Zen'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26381475.post-114544348230053378</id><published>2006-04-19T14:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T16:30:48.523+04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Contact - Planet Earth</title><content type='html'>This is psychenaut El Azul reporting from the planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facts about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● From a cosmic point of view, I'm an alien and so are you. Cool, right?&lt;br /&gt;● Though I choose to call myself El Azul (The Blue), I'm actually pink.&lt;br /&gt;● According to researchers, I share common ancestry with apes. Which makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;● Of all virtues, I rate flexibility the highest, because adaptation is the key to happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26381475-114544348230053378?l=axturiax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/feeds/114544348230053378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26381475&amp;postID=114544348230053378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114544348230053378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26381475/posts/default/114544348230053378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://axturiax.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-contact-planet-earth.html' title='First Contact - Planet Earth'/><author><name>El Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11946200446939964132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2520/2761/320/elazul_lite.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
