Today the queen of cynicism has settled in my mind. I cannot see my current reality and history from a cynical frame. I have worked a lot in the bar and it has been quite full, with noise, and people drunk; a bar. I haven't been able to do meditation before going to work, and of course I haven't had time to do the conscious walk. From home to work. From one roof to another, and this one, full of drunken rock. In front of me I have another disco, 3 to be exact. They are rainbow discos and today is their day. They call it Gay Pride, but personally I think it should be…