I feel so sad right now. Well primero les deberia de decir que Leonardo DiCaprio has made a movie que se llama "The 11th Hour" (no I'm not advertising.). I just watched the trailer and it just reminded me of what I've had on my mind a lot lately. I have been pensando en el ambiente. Como me duele verlo tan lastimado. En este momento tengo lagrimas en mis hojos por esa razón. Como puede ser que lo lastimemos tanto?! Es que acaso no nos damos cuenta que en lastimarlo nos lastimamos a nosotros mismos?! Pero eso no es lo que más me duele a mi. Lo que me rompe el corazón es las pobres criaturas que estan sufriendo por nuestra culpa. Ellos tan solo tratan de sobrevivir y nosotros les destruimos sus hogares! What monsters we are!!!
Creo que ahorita no es momento de que yo este hablando de esto. Estoy muy emocional, y todo lo quediga ahorita nada más van a ser exclamaciones de mi alma.
Hay, como duele!
Chocolatl
P.S. Sorry for the Spanglish. I'm so emotional. I do that cuando estoy llena de emocion.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
More on poetry! Sorta. And other stuff.
Ok so there was this open mic poetry night last night. I went to it, but I left after like five minutes of waiting for it to start. What can I say? I'm not aparticularly patient person. Quite the opposite.
Anyway, instead I called a friend and we started talking about how everyone back home is doing, if we had heard about our old classmates, the weather, college, etc. Just life in general. ( A few personal things were mentioned, but I won't say... They are personal for a reason.) It got me thinking; life can change so fast. I mean, I've know this for quite a while, but well, last night I just started getting into it. Sometimes it just seems like I blink and BAM! life has done a 360 on me (again). This last Friday I went back to my highchool to get an official transcript and it felt like I had never left. I bumped into people I knew, and it was like I was going to class again. I would say Deja Vu, but it wasn't quite like that. And last night, after I talked to my friend (let's call her C), well after I talke to C, I went over what we had talked about. Preious friends were getting jobs, or had knew jobs.... just being adults, you know? That exact thought popped into my head. I just froze right there. These are people I've known for a while, but people I've know only as teens. But they're not teens anymore. WE'RE not teens anymore. We started the rest of our lives. I guess it finally hit me. It really hit me now. Oh, and recently I've begun chating with a past friend of mine. In fact she was once my best friend. I've know her since we were three. Let's call her E. Well, E's off doing her thing to. The last time I saw E we were both little girls. We were eleven. And talking to her again, after so many years, it's put the speed of time into perspective for me. Where did all those years go? All those moments? And one can't help but wonder what would have happened, if say in this case, with me and E, I hadn't moved? Would our friendship still be going strong? I talk to her now and we seem to have so little in common. Would that have caused us to drift apart? Would it have brought us closer? What about all the people I've met since? My best friend, Y, I love her dearly, her and her beautiful daughter that I have the pleasure of calling "niece" (and "sweet child"). Would I ever have met Y? There are just so many "what if's" in life. And for us time is straight; we should look forward in the straight line that is presented as time to us. But sometimes we just can't help looking back. And, personally, I think that it's important to look back. Not because of that bs that people are always saying (that we should learn from our past mistakes, although that is important) but because memories are important. Answer this question: What and Who would you be without all your memories? Everything we know about the world and especially ourselves is from memories; memories are found in the past. So, Who/ What would I be without my memories? I'd be a body, with thoughts, of course, still an individual, but what characteristics would define me?It is my past that has build the characteristics that make me. To spell out my point: look into the past to remember who you are; without your past you would not be you. And who knows who you would be.
Time for me to part. Gotta find out who I am. :D
Ciao!
Anyway, instead I called a friend and we started talking about how everyone back home is doing, if we had heard about our old classmates, the weather, college, etc. Just life in general. ( A few personal things were mentioned, but I won't say... They are personal for a reason.) It got me thinking; life can change so fast. I mean, I've know this for quite a while, but well, last night I just started getting into it. Sometimes it just seems like I blink and BAM! life has done a 360 on me (again). This last Friday I went back to my highchool to get an official transcript and it felt like I had never left. I bumped into people I knew, and it was like I was going to class again. I would say Deja Vu, but it wasn't quite like that. And last night, after I talked to my friend (let's call her C), well after I talke to C, I went over what we had talked about. Preious friends were getting jobs, or had knew jobs.... just being adults, you know? That exact thought popped into my head. I just froze right there. These are people I've known for a while, but people I've know only as teens. But they're not teens anymore. WE'RE not teens anymore. We started the rest of our lives. I guess it finally hit me. It really hit me now. Oh, and recently I've begun chating with a past friend of mine. In fact she was once my best friend. I've know her since we were three. Let's call her E. Well, E's off doing her thing to. The last time I saw E we were both little girls. We were eleven. And talking to her again, after so many years, it's put the speed of time into perspective for me. Where did all those years go? All those moments? And one can't help but wonder what would have happened, if say in this case, with me and E, I hadn't moved? Would our friendship still be going strong? I talk to her now and we seem to have so little in common. Would that have caused us to drift apart? Would it have brought us closer? What about all the people I've met since? My best friend, Y, I love her dearly, her and her beautiful daughter that I have the pleasure of calling "niece" (and "sweet child"). Would I ever have met Y? There are just so many "what if's" in life. And for us time is straight; we should look forward in the straight line that is presented as time to us. But sometimes we just can't help looking back. And, personally, I think that it's important to look back. Not because of that bs that people are always saying (that we should learn from our past mistakes, although that is important) but because memories are important. Answer this question: What and Who would you be without all your memories? Everything we know about the world and especially ourselves is from memories; memories are found in the past. So, Who/ What would I be without my memories? I'd be a body, with thoughts, of course, still an individual, but what characteristics would define me?It is my past that has build the characteristics that make me. To spell out my point: look into the past to remember who you are; without your past you would not be you. And who knows who you would be.
Time for me to part. Gotta find out who I am. :D
Ciao!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
IDK
I know I said I would talk more about offshore drilling. But I just don't feel like it. So I won't.
Instead I will talk about poetry. I love it. I don't consider myself much of a poet. I think I had mentioned that before, but I do love reading it and writing it. It has this relaxing effect on me. I'm not a particularly stressed person, in fact I'm never stressed, but that doesn't mean I am relaxed all the time. There is a middle ground (as there is with everything). So just like everyone else I need these things that relax me. Although I have to admit ocassionally I'm so relaxed I feel like I practically slip into a comatose state. Anyway, back to poetry. I was trying to write a poem yesterday, but being a creature of impulse and mood, I couldn't come up with anything. Right now there is a paper with a bunch of scratched out lines lying on my desk. I just wasn't feeling it flow. Oh, well. I gave up on it. I'll pick it up again when the mood strikes. Some of my favorite poets are Robert Frost (ok so he's my ultimate favorite), Emily Dickinson, William Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, and others. Some of my favorite poems are already posted.
Well I'm hungry so I'll leave to get some lunch now.
Ciao!
Instead I will talk about poetry. I love it. I don't consider myself much of a poet. I think I had mentioned that before, but I do love reading it and writing it. It has this relaxing effect on me. I'm not a particularly stressed person, in fact I'm never stressed, but that doesn't mean I am relaxed all the time. There is a middle ground (as there is with everything). So just like everyone else I need these things that relax me. Although I have to admit ocassionally I'm so relaxed I feel like I practically slip into a comatose state. Anyway, back to poetry. I was trying to write a poem yesterday, but being a creature of impulse and mood, I couldn't come up with anything. Right now there is a paper with a bunch of scratched out lines lying on my desk. I just wasn't feeling it flow. Oh, well. I gave up on it. I'll pick it up again when the mood strikes. Some of my favorite poets are Robert Frost (ok so he's my ultimate favorite), Emily Dickinson, William Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, and others. Some of my favorite poems are already posted.
Well I'm hungry so I'll leave to get some lunch now.
Ciao!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Hey There!
Its been over a month. What can I say; college is keeping me busy. Nothing new on that frontier. Well except all the new facts flooding my brain.
I was just reading some of my previous posts and I came across "April 25: National Day of Silence". I was thinking back to how it felt. I can't wait to do it again this year. Here in college I have found a stronger voice than the one I had before. I guess it's because of all the new knowledge and awareness that I have gained. I simply feel stronger. I have also found that people really like to study and work with me because of it. I have turned into one of those students who tends to talk more than the professor. :D. But anyway, I was just thinking that it will be a greater experience next year because of my new-found louder voice. It is strange though; through the act of not speaking for an entire day we (those who participate in National Day of Silence) make ourselves heard, but there are those poor souls who cannot talk, who cannot voice their thoughts, who go completely unnoticed. It's a little backwards.
On a different note, let's talk about politics. I'm voting for Obama! There I've said it. There's no taking it back. I had been hesitant on making my choice; I was trying to keep an open mind until everything that has happened and what still has to happen did. In other words, I was going to keep and open mind to both major parties candidates until all was said and done. But then I, along with the rest of the United States, met Sarah Palin. She was the straw that broke the cammels back, so to speak. So long as McCain has that woman as her vice president, he has no chance of winning my vote. (Not that he had much of a chance before). By no means is Palin prepared to be the next VP. What experience does she have? None. Now I know that Obama's experience is limited as well but consider this: 1) Obama is a senator, meaning he has some experience, and 2) Palin is someone we had never heard of! I don't know what everyone else thinks, but being a governor is a completely different thing than being VP of the US of A.
Moving away from basics, lets talk about how Palin wants to approve offshore drilling. McCain wants her to take reins on our energy crisis! Now what do think will come of that? As they are so charmingly putting it, "Drill, baby drill!". Think about the impact on our environment. This about the habitats that will be destroyed. The pollution, not only from oil spills but also from chemicals that will be drilled out right along with the oil, many of which are well known carcinogens and asthma-inducers.
Well I'll have to get back to this. As of right now I have to finish some research before it gets any later.
More on offshore drilling to come. In the mean time check out this site:
http://www.kqed.org/w/youdecide/offshore_drilling/
I was just reading some of my previous posts and I came across "April 25: National Day of Silence". I was thinking back to how it felt. I can't wait to do it again this year. Here in college I have found a stronger voice than the one I had before. I guess it's because of all the new knowledge and awareness that I have gained. I simply feel stronger. I have also found that people really like to study and work with me because of it. I have turned into one of those students who tends to talk more than the professor. :D. But anyway, I was just thinking that it will be a greater experience next year because of my new-found louder voice. It is strange though; through the act of not speaking for an entire day we (those who participate in National Day of Silence) make ourselves heard, but there are those poor souls who cannot talk, who cannot voice their thoughts, who go completely unnoticed. It's a little backwards.
On a different note, let's talk about politics. I'm voting for Obama! There I've said it. There's no taking it back. I had been hesitant on making my choice; I was trying to keep an open mind until everything that has happened and what still has to happen did. In other words, I was going to keep and open mind to both major parties candidates until all was said and done. But then I, along with the rest of the United States, met Sarah Palin. She was the straw that broke the cammels back, so to speak. So long as McCain has that woman as her vice president, he has no chance of winning my vote. (Not that he had much of a chance before). By no means is Palin prepared to be the next VP. What experience does she have? None. Now I know that Obama's experience is limited as well but consider this: 1) Obama is a senator, meaning he has some experience, and 2) Palin is someone we had never heard of! I don't know what everyone else thinks, but being a governor is a completely different thing than being VP of the US of A.
Moving away from basics, lets talk about how Palin wants to approve offshore drilling. McCain wants her to take reins on our energy crisis! Now what do think will come of that? As they are so charmingly putting it, "Drill, baby drill!". Think about the impact on our environment. This about the habitats that will be destroyed. The pollution, not only from oil spills but also from chemicals that will be drilled out right along with the oil, many of which are well known carcinogens and asthma-inducers.
Well I'll have to get back to this. As of right now I have to finish some research before it gets any later.
More on offshore drilling to come. In the mean time check out this site:
http://www.kqed.org/w/youdecide/offshore_drilling/
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