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Y creo que estamos rodeado de estos aduladores, adulan a los políticos corruptos, a los terroristas y a los mediocres…

There are things on earth that completely contradict the «official» history as recorded and supported by so-called «experts» (good grief experts!). It is well known that there are many other sites older than the pyramids of Giza, like Göbekli Tepe in what is now Türkiye. There are other sites discovered, and being discovered, with monuments, art and clear evidence of an advanced culture all over the world. But «experts» choose to deny their existence or say that what people are calling a structure or a temple is a natural formation. And how do they know this? Well, they are experts…

These «experts» say that they pyramid complex of Giza is approximately 2.600 years old. How the hell did they come to that conclusion when many others that have studied the complex, along with comparative studies of the region say that the pyramids could be three or four time older? Well, they are «experts» and they do not like to be contradicted.

The Texas rock wall, in the town of Rockwall, Texas, is another example of evidence of an advanced culture perhaps 10-15.000 years old that the so-called experts are saying that it is nothing more than a natural formation. The wall, found buried, is over 7 stories tall (21 metres) and as long as 20 miles (32,19 Km). Areas of the wall show what might have been windows and in some areas there were actual rooms found. But, because it does not fit into their narrative…which they refuse to change/amend…the geologists and other «experts» say that it is only a natural formation. Nothing to get hung about…

Well, we know that every time there is something strange seen, whether in the sea, the sky or the land, and we do not know what it is, some «expert» says that there is rational, logical and scientific explanation for it. In my mind those are key words that mean «we are the experts and we will lie to you» and that way they can continue with their «scientifically» accepted theories without letting the «facts» get in the way. The strange cloud we saw coming into the shores of Portugal early in July comes to mind. Although it looked to all as something «otherworldly» the experts quickly said that it was only a type of cumulous cloud that rolls on itself and looks strange. Hmm…

And of course we have the Art experts deciding what is authentic and what is fake. They tell us that a painting someone found in a rubbish bin in Weehawken (NJ) is really a lost masterpiece. And that a painting, such as the «Salvator Mundi» was really painted by Leonardo, because it looks like something he would have painted. Well, there were many artists in Leo’s day that painted just as good and very similarly. Leonardo was one of many, not an exception. Of course, except to the experts.

So I’ve no use for such «experts», neither in art or in science. The real scientists, the ones that have the knowledge, the academic titles and the track record, are men and women with open minds, as all investigators should be. They do not go around making assertions on things that they do not understand. And what they do work on are things for the benefit of our health care and life in general. For me to believe an «expert» he has to show me how he got to the level of supposed expertise. Otherwise, to me, he is just one more charlatan out there selling snake oil…

* The image is of a portion of the Texas rock wall

Now it is your turn, tell me what you think…

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He was considered the greatest portrait painter of his generation… He was born in Florence to US parents and was raised in Paris… Sargent was a skilled painter whose technique was impeccable, especially while drawing with the brush… His portraits are all very classical and that caused critics to view him as being superficial. However, his studio paintings showed that his style drew closer to Impressionism… Singer Sargent was born in 1856 and died in London 69 years later. He spent most of his life in Europe and in his later years he dedicated his work to murals and to painting outside, away from his studio. He was a very private man who remained single all his life, surrounding himself with family and with many artists friends, as well as others, like Henry James.

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CHEERS

Experts are not sages, they are functionaries. They sit on panels, write in journals no one reads, and speak in tongues of jargon to preserve their own mystique. They are gatekeepers of knowledge, not its liberators. And that is being quite generous because in truth I do not believe that «experts» (with the exception of those in the medical field) have any truth or any knowledge. They are full of hot air, inflated, ego-centric, narcissistic little balloon heads.

The expert thrives on authority, not truth. Their credentials are their armour, their institutions their fortress, their arrogance their weapon. When challenged, they don’t debate — they dismiss. “Unqualified,” they say, as if wisdom required a certificate. And that is not even saying that their points of view are tainted with the tunnel vision they possess.

But history is littered with the corpses of expert consensus. The experts once told us the earth was flat, (that could still be right), that bleeding the sick would heal them, that heavier-than-air flight was impossible, that cigarettes were harmless. Again and again, the experts were wrong — and again and again, they wrapped their failures in the cloak of respectability. Art «experts» rave about the greatness of the ones they like and dismiss the ones they don’t as not being relevant or important. I remember being taught that Joan Miró was important and that Yoko Ono was a genius…

Here are the masterpieces of Joan Miró:

And here is the genius of Yoko Ono:

Why do I despise «experts»? Because experts are not seekers of truth. An expert is a careerist. He bows to the funding body, the political regime, the corporate sponsor. He does not ask dangerous questions, because dangerous questions cut off grants, silence invitations, kill reputations. Better to preach what is safe, what flatters power, what maintains the illusion of control. That is why in the art world they taught me that one of the greatest references was Andy Warhol. And yes, I know he is an institution to many, but, really?

This is one of Warhol’s great movies:

If you were able to watch 8 hours of the Empire State Building and find redeeming art in that then you should continue to follow the experts, they love people like you…

But I tell you…and I know you know it is true…the true discoveries, the revolutions, the leaps forward, they do not come from «experts». These great advances to humanity, science, art, and the society as a whole, do not come from the experts. This comes from the outsiders, the heretics, the tinkerers, the obsessives who refuse to genuflect before the altar of authority. Progress has always been made by those too stubborn, too naïve, or too free to care about what the experts decreed.

So, dear diary, I will…figuratively…knock. with a perfect scissors kick, the crown of the big head of the nearest expert and feel good. The crown was false anyways. Let us remember that knowledge is a gift that God has spread all over the universe (and the multiverse), as is wisdom. And truth? Truth is a concept that can be moulded to one’s beliefs and belongs to no guild. Let us stop worshipping experts, and start demanding honesty, humility, and courage. And start doing.

The world does not need more experts.
The world needs more thinkers.

CHEERS

LAZARUS

Whose dream is this from which I now awaken
shrouded in a burial cloth and wrapped in mystery?
I have too much time, time, time
time that yesterday I lacked, but that today caresses me
and kisses me on each cheek with lips made of shards of ice,
Ice that does not melt, not even under
this wondrous sun that tans my skin.

What is time, if not the idle thoughts
of the creator of the universe?

Yet I treasure it.
I am not the master of my dreams,
but I archive them.
I am not the ruler of my life,
but I savour it so sweetly.

I am Lazarus.
I am awake.
My dreams I’ve dreamt deep in your mind,
and you have given me this body.
The one who woke me with his command I cannot find.
The dream?
I do not remember,
Perhaps you do
after all it was your dream.

I am Lazarus.
Am I now eternal?
All I have is time,
and she stalks me,
tortures me,
horrifies me.
She lulls me asleep on the lap of a lady
who harvests flowers,
whose fragrance,
poisonous,
inspires in me a marvellous vision
of things that will never be…

I am Lazarus.
If you see me in the gardens,
Will you recognize me?

C.2025, Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 02 SEP 2025 – Izmir, Türkiye – While listening to Piano Concerto No. 20 in d-minor K 466)

LAZARUS

Whose dream is this from which I now awaken
shrouded in a burial cloth and wrapped in mystery?
I have too much time, time, time
time that yesterday I lacked, but that today caresses me
and kisses me on each cheek with lips made of shards of ice,
Ice that does not melt, not even under
this wondrous sun that tans my skin.

What is time, if not the idle thoughts
of the creator of the universe?

Yet I treasure it.
I am not the master of my dreams,
but I archive them.
I am not the ruler of my life,
but I savour it so sweetly.

I am Lazarus.
I am awake.
My dreams I’ve dreamt deep in your mind,
and you have given me this body.
The one who woke me with his command I cannot find.
The dream?
I do not remember,
Perhaps you do
after all it was your dream.

I am Lazarus.
Am I now eternal?
All I have is time,
and she stalks me,
tortures me,
horrifies me.
She lulls me asleep on the lap of a lady
who harvests flowers,
whose fragrance,
poisonous,
inspires in me a marvellous vision
of things that will never be…

I am Lazarus.
If you see me in the gardens,
Will you recognize me?

C.2025, Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 02 SEP 2025 – Izmir, Türkiye – While listening to Piano Concerto No. 20 in d-minor K 466)

“Better than being popular is being relaxed and a mystery that always remains steps ahead of the rest.” (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)

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He was considered the greatest portrait painter of his generation… He was born in Florence to US parents and was raised in Paris… Sargent was a skilled painter whose technique was impeccable, especially while drawing with the brush… His portraits are all very classical and that caused critics to view him as being superficial. However, his studio paintings showed that his style drew closer to Impressionism… Singer Sargent was born in 1856 and died in London 69 years later. He spent most of his life in Europe and in his later years he dedicated his work to murals and to painting outside, away from his studio. He was a very private man who remained single all his life, surrounding himself with family and with many artists friends, as well as others, like Henry James.

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CHEERS

Al encontrar estas preciosidades en las cuevas de Europa, supimos que el hombre se expresaba a través del arte desde los más remotos tiempos de la historia. La pintura parietal también incluye los petroglifos que no necesariamente implica que tienen que ser todas prehistóricas. Hay algunas, como las de la cueva de Gabarnmung, (Australia) que se supone que tienen mas de 28 000 años, y otras más recientes, posiblemente del siglo pasado.

Se piensa que las más antiguas fueron realizadas hace más de 44 000 años y se encuentran tanto en la región franco-cantábrica de Europa occidental como en las cuevas de Leang-Leang (Sulawesi, Indonesia). Estas pinturas rupestres son de las plantas de la mano del artista y formas geométricas simples; los ejemplos indiscutibles más antiguos de pinturas rupestres figurativas son algo más jóvenes, con una antigüedad cercana a los 35 000 años. La pintura rupestre más antigua de todas, datada según el método del urano-torio, que indica que fue hecha hace mas de 64 mil años, fue encontrada el la cueva de Maltravieso, Cáceres.

Para mi es como ver un museo paleolítico que muestra que el arte siempre fue patrimonio de la humanidad.

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Upon finding these treasures in the caves of Europe, as well as in other parts of the world, we knew that man had expressed himself through art since the earliest times in pre-history. Cave painting also includes petroglyphs, which do not necessarily have to be all prehistoric. There are some, like those from the Gabarnmung cave (Australia), which are believed to be over 28,000 years old, and others that are more recent, possibly from the last century.

It is believed that the oldest ones were made more than 44,000 years ago and are found both in the Franco-Cantabrian region of Western Europe and in the Leang-Leang caves (Sulawesi, Indonesia). These rock paintings consist of the handprints of the artist and simple geometric shapes; the undisputed oldest examples of figurative rock paintings are somewhat younger, with an age close to 35,000 years. The oldest rock painting of all, dated using the uranium-thorium method, which indicates it was made more than 64,000 years ago, was found in the Maltravieso cave in Cáceres.

For me, it is like visiting a Paleolithic museum that shows that art has always been the heritage of humanity.

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GRACIAS – CHEERS