Can we dream of a wet Belgian Grand Prix?

Webber would spin the RedBull after the first corner and would cause a massive pile up of cars, which will cause the race to be red flagged. After a rush work of the stewards and the teams, the race would be restarted, still wet, Lewis would fly to first place and lose himself on the horizon, while the Ferraris, Vettel and Button will spun out of the race. Hamilton will be so fast, that when he cames about to lap Webber he would crash into the back of the RedBull and return to the pits with one corner of the car completely missing. He would get out of the car and walk angry toward the RedBull garage, acussing Webber of trying to kill him. Meanwhile on track, both Mercedes inherit 1-2, with Nico quickly approaching to Michael. Then it would be Ross and Norbert all over the radio: "Nico you can't overtake Michael, this is an order... Confirm that you get the message, about overtaking Michael". And so Mercedes would go to win it's first race since it's return, Schumacher would win his first race since the last time he was a championship contender, and also will be his last win of his career. Nico would have to wait a couple of years more to get his first win, when he switches to a new Audi/VW team on 2014.

I have to admit there's no chance of something like this ever happening...

Too loud?

The things we have to endure for money...

Do we really like to live in a world where Spa-Francorchamps may not be allowed to host the Belgian F1 Grand Prix until 2026? Just because some silly noise pollution complains by local home owners...

I knew we were heading this way when they said F1 won't return to Nürburgring Nordschleife on the grounds of safety. And that was a long time ago.

Motorsport is dangerous, motorsport is noisy, but also motorsport generates a considerable amount of income for local people wherever it goes, at least Formula 1 does.

So people, stop complaining and take it. Most of us would be happy to have those cars noise-polluting near our homes one weekend per year. It definitely would make our lives way better.

This is totally unrelated to the fact that Spa is one of the best race tracks in the world, that it looks great on TV, that it allows great racing, and that I still plan to attend the race in the near future. Totally unrelated to those facts, or not...

Present

... and this is how empty things can get.
For the content is nothing more than a vague illusion of what could have been. And yet, time goes by.
And only then you realize that all that peaceful and charm environment is nothing more than a small spot in a giant conflict which only seems to let you rest. And then the storm unleashes, it pulls you in and tears you apart.
Not even then you realize all the wrong you have to do just to survive.

Singapur 2008

Después de una calificación desastrosa, Renault y Alonso logran lo que casi seguro será su única victoria de la temporada.

Lewis Hamilton aumentó a 7 puntos su ventaja sobre Massa en el campeonato de pilotos. Mientras que los errores en el pit de Ferrari se convierten en protagonistas durante esta segunda mitad del campeonato. Massa salió antes de tiempo y se llevó la manguera de combustible. Tal error lo bajó del primer lugar para mandarlo al final de la fila de autos que desfilaban tras el Safety Car, mientras se retiraban de la pista los restos del auto de Piquet.

Raikkonen chocó a pocas vueltas del final mientras iba en quinto lugar y por fin deja de aparentar que aún le importaba esta temporada.

Jumpstart

Sometimes it's just hard to find the motivation to start working on stuff, just like an engine with a low charged battery.
For those times, sure we could use a small push to start. As usual, it's harder when you are automatic. Or when you depend on a complicated system of variables to get everything in sync to run smoothly, like a Formula 1 engine. On those days you give your 100%, but only perform at a small fraction of your potential.
Now, if you could work on a fail proof system which let you map the key input variables to each output skill, you should be able to run full throttle on a very specific thing, without wasting energy on things that require more than you can offer on that particular moment. Just like a high tech engine can switch off some cylinders to save some fuel.
Then again, beware of the abstractions you choose to implement, for not all of them may lead to an acceptable outcome.

Sometimes...

... we have the idea that Time will wait for ourselves.
... we are wrong again.

... we dream of places we won't ever see.
... we can't grasp the idea that this is it.

... we miss those nightmares we use to have every other night.
... reality turned out to be a far worse scenario.

... we lost track of someone, as if that person just vanished in mid air.
... we can't accept someone is better than ourselves at disappearing.

... we can't understand how our past is turning into our present.
... the future is a bitch, waiting for the right time to take control of ourselves.

... we forget something that used to be the most important thing in our world.
... we are lucky if we ever remember anything at all.

Emptyness

Sometimes it does not matter what you do or what you do not. You just can not help but feel that something is missing. However, it is just a matter of time until something bigger goes away, then our present situation will be nothing more than a vague memory about something we are not even sure it even happened at all.

Paradox?

Sometimes giving the right importance to the right thing is the wrong thing to do.

There's always wonder in the things that looks simple but are complex, as well as on the things that looks complex but are simple.

Could it be that much of our thought process and the way we understand reality is failed at base? If so, is it a self preserving mechanism to save the mind from madness?

Whatever the road throws

Much of the happiness is in the illusion of not moving forward. For there is only a brief instant we can grasp and understand within our limited reality.

It's been a long time since those illusions seemed to last for ever, and then it became evident that for me, the boundary was no longer clearly defined.

Reasoning to much into it I found myself thinking between things that should never have been and things that never will be. The past kept merging with the future, and left only a blur I had to call present.

Never found the solution, and I could never understand the reasons of the mind for playing games as such. For there is nothing I would not be willing to do to try the unwalked path.

And (as usual for texts like this one) suddenly everything changed. As soon as I stopped and took a moment to contemplate things, I could not help but get the illusion of still moving forward.

Just the things that, from time to time, speed up trhough my otherwise simple mind.

Stuck on third gear...

... just when you thought that things could not get any worse, they do. That is simply astonishing, it doesn't matter how hard you try to avoid it, life always extracts every single drop of perseverance and patience that your being has to offer. It's not surprise then, that by the end of your life, the odds are that you will decide to stay dead.

How much I need to die

For each dawn, that day's sunset is closer. With each sunset the end is closer, for suffering is a function of the time left until the end.