~★SAIL AWAY ★~

Why is it that some people are some damn inspiring? Why is it that most famous people have that “I-dont-know-what” in their way of thinking and they way of approaching life that makes them so incredibly special?This is not the first time I’ve thought of this, but it’s one of the first time I’ve wrote it (which is kinda “saying it out loud”). Some years ago, I spent my whole day reading Ki.T’s blog. I didn0t only read it because I wanted to know more about his personal life (which he mentioned from time to time) or because I admire him as a musician or as a whole artists or because he’s hansome. I read it because he had such profound point of view regarding most things going on in this world, that it was truly interesting and… I don’t know, informative to read his writings! It was great to read about his thoughts regarding Iraq’s war, the music world, the shallowness of people, the way families get together, the inspiration behind the music he composes… It was like peeking into his deep mind and getting a glimpse of what being a truly intellectual person is.

Let’s not even mention M.S.’s blog. Even though he writes sporadicly and most of the time he’s very mysterious about what he’s talking about, you can get dragged to such a deep, artistical world! He’s always going to the opera and to ballets and to plays and watching independent films or reading phylosophy… And he always makes some references to those things that are dwelling in his mind at the moment. Sometimes, that makes his writing pretty incomprehensible and hard to read (specially if you consider that’s all in Japanese and the names are cut or abbreviated, making it even harder to understand if they are actual names or titles of stuff or what), but, even so, it’s so darn interesting that you get caught up in it.

And now, this other blog I’m reading; O.R.’s blog. Unlike M.S., he updates everyday and, sometimes, more than once per day. Sometimes, his posts are simple to understand, simple little lines with a joke or a small comment expressing his current mood. Some other times, they are more incomprehensible ones, regarding stuff I don’t fully understand (because he’s been writing for almost 3 years and I’ve only started reading it about 1 month ago and haven’t read the old posts because they are too many… Imagine 1 post per day for 3 years….) and that a mixture of stuff he does in the real life and stuff he dramatizes so they sound more fun, along with internal jokes that probably the involved people would fully understand. And, yet some other times, he get profound as well. Today’s post, for example, let me thinking and made me realize what an interesting, concerned, deep person he is. He was talking about ecology and the global warming and all but the way he presented the subject, the way he wonders about some stuff and invite you to think about it… It was totally different to what I had read in his blog so far, and it really impressed me.

And so… These are three of the most important examples. These are the 3 people I admire the most and that have made me drool over their way of writing the most (and made me spent hours reading their writings and trying to figure out what they are talking about). Probably, it’s not a coincidence that the three of them are Japanese, the three of them have to do with arts and the three of them are male. I guess that also speaks for the cultural differences that we, fans of Japanese culture, are so fond of and that, sometimes, make it so difficult to us to understand. I guess this really says something about the different way of seeing things that Japanese people have, about the deeper approach they have and about the different level of education or instruction Japanese (and oriental people) have compared to us, Latinamerican people.

When you are submerged in this kind of thought and then you start watching the news and see how the stupid young people of your country made yet another protest and another whole lot of destruction in the capital city streets, just to “express themselves publicly”, you really gotta wonder why the hell were you born in such a miserable country. ‘Cause, no matter how much I’ve tried to develop a greater sense of patriotism, a bigger and stronger love for my country and to become a better ‘embassador’ of it in front of the world (the small portion of the world I keep relationships with, that is…)… In spite of all my efforts, I can’t help it but to conclude we’re so freaking far away from actually being a “developed” country! Our society is so empty, so full of stupidity, so shallow!!! People are more worried about the private life of our pathetic ‘public stars’ than about the things that really matter. The government only screws it and screws it all up over and over again and, yet, people go and vote for the same government coalition (and it’s also true that the other half may not make such a great difference, after all…)… All is screwed up! Education is limited, incomplete and of bad quality (from the lower levels to the upper ones… Not only my all-time-hated Universities…). Politicians are as corrupted as they are stupid and incompetent. Public workers are all but really filled with the public service spirit they should have (except a few, like my mom, who works her ass off to try and make things better, swimming against the stronger current and gaining enemies all over her just because she does the things that HAVE to be done…). Private enterprises are only concerned about money and about making it no matter what the costs or whatever happens to the country and the priviledges they gain are basically used by the very same elite people that managed to get them, leaving the rest of the population in the dark, living their own pathetic lives…. *sigh*

I just wish I could change, I could be better, I could get closer to their level instead of getting more and more used to our level. But it’s so hard! Cause they have a whole different way of approaching things, a whole lot of different possibilities at their disposal, a whole lot of options to choose from! And they also have a different mental and physical training that makes them less lazy, less anti-social, less misfit than I, for one, am…

All in all, the whole feeling ends up going beyond admiration and becoming something between that and fascination, mixed up with my own frustration and feeling of inferiority. Also, I end up getting this strong feeling of “I want to improve myself”… But it wears off after a little while and my inborn lazyness and stupidity win the battle. And so, I end up writing posts like this one, drooling over this greater people and dreaming about becoming like them one day, but knowing, deep inside myself, that’s not very likely to happen. -_- Nor it is a general evolution of this whole country (as a society), at least in my lifetime.

残念だな・・・