

Color me random, color my cornea and my aura. Color my thoughts, random thoughts, random words, randomness in space and time et tout est fondu.





Luis Buñuel, brillante, absurdo y surrealista. Tal vez no nos deje mucho a la mente ni al corazón directamente. No hay uso del raciocinio ni del psicoanálisis. Psicólogos, no pierdan el tiempo, no gasten sus alas, Buñuel ; alas de fuego mente de locomotora. Ahhh! Suspiro a Buñuel. No olviden el libro, "Mi Último Suspiro". Los films. Un Chien Andalou (1929), Le Charme Discret de la Bourgeoisie (1972), Le Fantôme de la liberté (1974), La Voie Lactée (1969), L'Age d'Or (1930), Cet obscur objet du désir (1977). Arte al cine Buñuel y como dijo Hitchock...
What would science have in common with religion, when religion seems so irrelevant to the scientist? Yet, religion has a firm hold on billions of believers everywhere, dealing with questions not answerable through the five senses. Is there a purpose to begin with? The race is still drawn to answers provided by religion and often cannot be shaken from them by criticism, even if some beliefs defy common sense, which is in itself very odd. People seems to respond to the concept of the world beyond the senses.