Sorry

I'm writting this to say sorry to the people who reads my blog. As it is summer, I haven't had the oportunity to find out something more interesting or more deep than the things I've been figuring out. I promise to write more once I start with my working schedule. Greetings, Pablo.

Y cuando nos vean pasar...

Y cuando nos vean pasar,
nuestras hazañas cantarán
en honor a los caídos
que han muerto por la paz

"Tears of the Sun". Choose what's correct...

When the lives of innocent people become less important than any other thing, the world has got mad. You have a mission which you one day sweared you would accomplish no matter the cost but, what if the accomplishment of your mission stays in the line that separates what's right and what's wrong?

I once quoted in this blog: "The only thing necessary for the triumph of the evil is for good men to do nothing", Edmund Burke. We cannot forget that. A soldier is made of honor, leadership, comradery, courage and commitment, he or she has got to maintain the promise he or she made: honor your men and Corps, lead your people, be courageous in any matter of your life and commit to your mission and fellows, but besides all this, a good soldier is made of humanity. You have got to keep all these values, be able to accomplish your mission without loosing any of them.

En la vida hay tiempo para todo, no debemos preocuparnos, no busques que ocurran las cosas (excepto tu sueño claro, ese lo tienes que buscar tú, y trabajarlo). Yo, personalmente no voy a pasarme las horas buscando compañía o inspiración, seguiré haciendo lo que hago: caminar por la arena, mirar al cielo...y puede que algún día, por mera casualidad, me dé cuenta de que no lo hago solo. Que ocurra lo que tenga que ocurrir, no es que crea en el destino, ni mucho menos, simplemente creo en que la vida avanza y nosotros con ella mientras nuestras vidas se entrelazan por mero azar.

We formed up at 09:30 p.m. and were told to gear up to march with ruck, sleeping bag, mat and heavy stuff. We started to walk forming on line. I could only hear my fellows' steps and the night sound whilst I looked at the  stunning starry sky, never heard the silence like that before. When we reached at our destination, we settled and mounted the vivac, then, I lied looking at the sky. I told a comrade that it was a little sad that, having lived 17 years, we had never seen the actual sky until that moment, I had never imagined how wide it was. My feet were bleeding, I felt like dying but I was satisfied as hell, it as then when I understood that kind life was for me. OORAH¡

Be the change you wish to see in the world...but start NOW¡¡¡ I mean, if you wanna change things, you have to start with little things, no matter which ones, the only thing that matters is that they are important for you and that they make your wolrd better. Example: Today I had an idea for a National Security Corps, a song that would make their reputation better, because the reputation of the Armed Forces and the Police is bad in my country so, if I want to see a change, why should I wait for someone in a publicity network to work out an idea I already had??

Life does not get easier, you just get stronger. =)

Only the one who calls someone fascist, he or she is.

Yesterday, I saw a website on the Internet in which people said that all the guys who went to the military camp were fascists and that the Goverment should take us away from our parents because they were irresponsible for having sent us to that camp. They said that we had been taught how to kill with a bayonet, how to shoot and that we learned to obey orders from mad people and, of course, how not? that it would be us the ones who would create future fascist parties in Spain. I read there that "the Armed Forces should dissapear because they are useless" and that "everything reffering to the Military is an aberration to humankind".

What do you think? Maybe I missed my "How to gut class" because none of the 75 cadets (boys and girls) has got to know of the existance of that kind of classes but, sarcastically, I will say "Yeeeaah we are all bloodthirsty monsters whose only purspose is to kill and gut our victims¡¡¡¡"

Tsss, frankly, my opinion is that that people does not deserve to be protected by the Military but that they will be eitherway because there will always exist someone willing to do it so, hence they should bend and thank that their sorry asses are protected by great men. But that won't happen, and it won't happen because, although this people hurt society, we live in a free western society (thank God) and, even though I hate people like them (intolerant people, no matter if they are leftists or rightists), I thank even them are able to express their opinion.

P.D. Sorry if somebody felt insulted for my language, really, but I really got angry that those ones insulted such great men and women (either those I knew at the camp, or the ones of the Armed Forces).

"A nation is worth, not in what kind of men she produces, but in what kind of men she honours and remembers" J.F.K.

Nothing is like anything.

Today, I came back from a military camp. I ain't gonna talk to you about anything new...but it's worth it to read this, really. I've spent 15 days with 75 comrades, with 3 coporals and, of course, my instructors. I'm proud that, while my friends were drinking and doing that kind of stuff we all do on summer, I was doing something more. I remember a Friday night in which we stayed in the middle of a swamp and I was ordered to  stand guard from 4 a.m. to 6 a.m., I was sitting there, in the darkness, thinking about what my friends would be doing at home while I was keeping my comrades safe and suddenly I felt really proud of what I was doing, I mean, my fellow cadets where my brothers, and I was guaranteeing them that they could sleep in peace, that was something that only a few of my generation can feel (even some of my fellows were unable to do so). Now it's hard my friends to understand it but I dont care, I have know really really good men. One of them had to move to a city far from his home with 18 years because even his childhood friends gave him back (This happened in Euskadi, a province in which a separatist party and terrorism exist. He didn't support the idea.....), besides, his parents cannot help him because they can't leave their jobs. He said that he was proud that he could say "Viva España", because he hasn't been able to do it so upon all his life. When we heard his story, we all stand up, clapped him and told him that wherever there'd be a cadet, there'd be a home for him, and you can bet that we were true. This is just one example of that comraderism I have experienced these days.
The valours of sacrifice, honor, and friendship will not be lost while there is someone standing for them, and that's us.