Why should we follow if we've already been punished? Here one learns to
Oh precious freedom, not compared to gold or the greater good of the spacious land! richer and more joyful
the precious treasure that among the South Sea pearl closes weapons, blood and war, with the lives and reputations, conquered the world; sweet peace, deep love, that evil remove and to your right you call us, in you alone is nested gold, treasure, peace, well, glory and life .
(photo is not mine)
Poem: Oh Freedom
Beautiful Poet: Lope de Vega
PD: I guess I lost a little patience in the previous post. Do not bother me that no comment, just needed to vent.
The world has turned against us. After endure and endure, squeeze of your teeth and shut up, finally, is tired. has exploded. And revenge is . Among others, it is the earthquake in Haiti, then went to Chile and China, and of course, the volcano in Iceland, which was followed by the floods in Pakistan , and a tornado in Australia. "The ultimate disaster? An earthquake in Christchurch, New Zealand.
is because Earth is fed up ( for failing to profanity) that kill slowly. The pollute, exploit the , kill thousands of species, we damage hopelessly thousands of habitats ... and continue .
Why?
I'll tell you what: for fill the pocket, not having to wear more clothes in winter and to go in short sleeves, so that next summer we are with the air conditioning and open windows , for an hour or more in the shower to brush our teeth with tap running (because, of course, gives a close vagueza to reopen ... much effort), to avoid separate waste (What's this colored containers? With a sufficient .), not to collect the butts the beach, not to use the old copies of dirty sheets. ..
I hope that those who make the change worthwhile. Because I do not see any sense . Tells us nothing. We spend 10 second maximum in any of those things. And yet we do . We are sufficiently selfish to leave a wreck behind us for those arriving in the future. Your children . Your hypothetical future children. My hypothetical future children. Your grandchildren . your grandchildren's children . Do you really think I can see the world as we have seen? Have we seen the kind that we saw our parents? Better act now, before reach the point of no return .
To those who know English:
The ultimate reason I write this, in addition to denouncing this horrible situation and there if we learn ( myself included) once and for all is because recently I sat down to watch the news. And I swear I was on the verge of tears . were some homework for my Economics class, find out how much the price had risen oil, and continue watching even after it already had the answer. After seeing the heads of the major parties of my country fight, accused of lying each other, of being told that the oil is very high that a company symbol to b and j t i to M to and to is on the precipice of bankruptcy ... What plays later? Two victims hit by a drunk with a poker face, a murdered woman by her partner being the daughter of these (five years) that warn of crime by going to their school alone saying that his father had killed his mother , who was on the ground bleeding, and an earthquake in New Zealand leave 145 dead and rising. Long live our
priorities. Viva the money . Viva la economy. Viva la inflation. Viva la policy. I hope this will be worth to the families and friends to replace their loved ones . but let me hesitation. Anon
have been the revulsion society has me where I live.
colors of the various seas that you saw forget how you live day , forgotten corner of places, forget nights eye to eye, forget the wave you stroked foot rash, forget strange words you learned a day, forget laughs, dinners , blows in elbows with corners of doors, Disaster, corridors of hospitals, schools , houses, toys , The first skirt you wore when you were a teenager , Travel changed you, you happy smiles seconds.
forget how she moved her fingers over a wood white and black , forget names of people you know, thousands surname, Kisses that were memorable for a few hours Hugs that saved you from falling. Forget
songs, forget that produces a slip of a finger on your neck , The flavor of the different salivas you've tried, Cigars in the company, clouds, dates, Breakfast, coffee, movies, conversations , people forget , forget the age you have, forget love , Choruses, ring tones and melodies with the few people with which you had ...
And forget about you ...
Poem: Forgotten Stop Forgetting
Author: Gloria March
In: Journal Vulture 2008 Soundtrack: Storm by Lifehouse
I've been delaying this moment all I could. What why? Because I have fear. Much . I have no fear that you like. I have fear of doing wrong . I have fear because of me you pass long . Not that I have low self-esteem , it is hard to live up of this book. I do not remember where I found it certainly recommended it to me one of the ones blogs I follow ... and this has quickly become one of my favorite , and worth reading. No fairy or goblin or vampires or unicorns or parallel worlds, or futuristic technology or murders or geniuses or witches or superpowers or superheroes or immortal
... So what's left? Answer : Stalking death and the value of life.
Have I started too strong? Please keep reading. I like:
Pirates: Available in Castilian ( Translated by Charlie's Angels) and English, but I recommend buying it, is a book that you will be proud to have on your shelf.
Synopsis:
At 16, Tessa knows that there are few months of life, so make a list of ten things to do before you die, how to test the sex, drugs, driving a car ... and the most heartbreaking of all, love ... a day like any other you realize that you have a few months. A hard blow to swallow, no doubt, for how such affronts reality? What psychological mechanisms are triggered in the certainty of the inevitable?
Review: This is the story of a teenager. But not a teenager either. Tessa has leukemia . He was diagnosed at age 11, and Since then, he has spent his life coming and going of hospitals, taking all sorts of medicines , and testing all types of natural remedies his father seeks relentlessly in the hope recover. not had a normal life , and knows he will die soon . She knows. His father did not agree. His mother tries to ignore. His younger brother does not understand.
But the hands of the clock keep moving. So Tessa chest out, take a deep breath and try to play the cards that fate has given him. Ago list, messy and pointing everything everywhere, but in the end list. A list of things you want to do before Game Over . A list that any self-respecting teenager would experience if you were in your situation: Sex, drugs , be famous, bringing their parents ... and will have a friend that will help meet that list, Zoey that also has its own problems, and often fails to understand the thoughts and reasoning of Tessa:
T : Amazing, right? Z: What? T: I'm me and you are you, and all they are out there. And we're all very different and equally insignificant. Z : Speak for yourself. T: Right. You never think when you look in the mirror? Can not imagine your own skull? Z: Actually, no. T: I do not know the table of seven or eight and I hate celery and beets. A You do not like your legs or your acne, but none of that matters in the grand design of all things. Z: Shut up already! Stop talking shit. Tessa
But make a mistake: it love. From his neighbor Adam. Their relationship has ups and downs , and moves in step with his disease. Adam is several years older than her, but do not go to college. He has been home taking care of his mother and , taking care of his garden. But is anyone able to help Tessa? Will this relationship a success?
Your Reading : You become Tessa. Feel what she feels, and suffer as much as her. You can not take off, we are small fish that found a pearl in the sea. And while we did not realize we were admiring the oyster where it was closed. What I like are their reflections, simple and bright, like calm water.
say that human beings are made of nuclear ashes of dead stars. And when I die, I will return to dust, glitter, rain. If that's true, I want they bury me right here under this tree. Its roots reach the soft remains of my body and suck all the liquid. Reborn as apple blossom. Fall into the spring as confetti and I'll stick to the shoes of my family. I carried in my pockets, my silk scatter subtle about their pillows to sleep better. What dreams have then?
and his struggle to stay alive. Even knowing what to expect. Is more mature than many adults. Life has obliged. But love can , laugh, dream and desire like any other teenager.
wish I had a boyfriend, a boyfriend who lived hung on the hanger in my closet. Could remove always wanted, to make me look like the guys in the movies, like I was beautiful. Not talk much but sigh to take his leather jacket and unbuttoning his jeans. White pants would be so good that I almost faint. I also removed my clothes. Whisper: "I love you Tessa. I love you really.'re Beautiful." Exactly those words, as I undress.
Many things happen in parallel to them. Zoey know better, and we laugh at the magic tricks and anecdotes of Cal ( Tessa's little brother ), We present Scenes with Adam +18 ( Girl, are you ready to sigh a long Oooh ? ) and moments of genuine anguish hospital .
Things Apart: I will not discuss things as vain as the covers. The content in this case is important. Are you looking for something more serious? Tired / o the stereotype juvenile book? Tired / os that you read the world does not look like you live? Bon appétit, mon amis.
addition, I bring you a surprise : the four first chapters Here you can read the ... click, click .
My Opinion: And at the end, this is a book for reflection. What does not kill ... education. You may even help you to mature and give account of how valuable each time. Worked for me. :)
PS: If anyone has read I think read, or heard about it, do not hesitate to leave a comment with your opinion. Will be welcomed with arms wide open . PD2
: My favorite books are of this type. Many of those reviews will be entertained, but I'm looking for fun while, somehow, learn and better person. not try to change me, will not be able!
may cloud the sun eternally may be dried in an instant Tues: can break the axis of the earth a weak crystal. all happen! Will the death cover me with its funereal crape, but never to me be off the called of your love. Fragment
Rhymes,
of GA Becquer
PS: I hope you all had a wonderful Valentine's Day. I leave one of my favorite poems.
I know that you have not posting anything, but studies have caught me. Here is my review of a book I found nothing, blogger on the Web, finding one that challenged me , claiming that this book exceeded ( eye to the fact ) to The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I could not believe what he said. Until now. And here I am, by outlining so that you may enjoy this book like me.
Title: The Maze Runner (Running of the Labyrinth / Run or die) Author: James Dashner Editorial: Night Binding: Paperback Tabbed Pages : 528 PVP: 17 € Genre: Fiction (Juvenile) Film: Selling the rights to 20th Century Fox
Note: There is an unofficial translation roaming the web belonging to the Purple Rose Forum (but still not desperdiciaríais you money if you buy it).
Synopsis: "Welcome to the forest. You'll see that once a week on the same day, same time, we get food. Once a month, the same day, same time, a new guy, like you. Always a kid. You see, this place is surrounded by stone walls ... You must know that these walls are open in the morning and close by night, always at the right time. On the other side is the labyrinth. At night, the doors close ... and if you want to survive, you should not be there then. "
Everything is an order ... and yet, the day after an alarm sounds. It means that someone else has arrived. To the astonishment of all, is a girl. His arrival will be accompanied by a message that will change the rules of the game.
Review: De stone you have been right?. Well, at least, that's the walls surrounding the site where Thomas our hero, arrived in a lift without even remember why or who had sent him there. He only knows his name. Is the only way to remember with certainty, because even though I know stories like Hansel and Gretel, can not remember who told of it. You remember learning to ride a bike but who taught . Do not remember who he was before getting there, neither his family nor his friends ... not even sure if you have them . Already on the outside of the elevator, he meets other kids about her age with the same problem. All males. Le have the situation: how to remember anything either, the parties which divided the territory where they have left behind the maze of stone walls, the boys attempt to find out, the creatures that lurk in corners their way of life and society that have created ... and their common ignorance of who has left them there and why.
But Thomas is special ( how not) and everything was in order Labyrinth before arriving slowly crumbles. Strange behavior of the monsters of the labyrinth, the arrival the girl with a post apocalyptic with those who keep a link , and his desire unreasonable become a Corridor are the only to which allowed out to explore the Labyrinth.
This book I heartily compare The Hunger Games : a group of guys in a inhospitable territory , has sent something though not yet know what, with security in the future uncertain, controlled by the Creators ( and call those who sent them there ) ... can not be ignored either, the common factor (wow, look up list) that have these two sagas: violent deaths and cruelty assured that deal with natural maximum possible. puts the willies . Awesome. I also say that there is an embodiment in the book of Rue of The Hunger Games that everyone ( and when I say all I mean all ) We end up occupying a small place in the heart.
Your Reading : Vale, it may be rather long, but worth its weight . As the Hunger Games, has much chicha, and its author, James Dashner, has done an exceptional . Dialogues quick, sarcastic characters, mysteries to be discovered, battles and fights, adrenaline galore ... the book still does not stop , and when you realize, you so you ended . And the final ... what you have read .
Things Apart: I can not say anything else but want to take away all the magic the book, but here you have a trailer for the book:
Thomas : My name is Thomas. That ... is all I remember. It's all I remember.
Chico 1: Welcome to the course.
Thomas : Where am I?
Chico 1: Nowhere good.
Chico 2: You were sent to the course. Expected to survive, to help us as we were sent here to do.
Thomas: What is it?
Chico 2: Find the exit. Resolve the bloody maze and find our way home.
Thomas: I want to be a runner.
butterfly
Another thing, the second book "The Scorch Trials" already out in English ( yes, my pirate, if you are looking for but in English ), and the third one out later This year named "The Death Cure"
My Opinion:
Great book, and although the topic is very similar to The Hunger Games, I can not fully agree with Josu , father of the blog Books To Read , who believes that exceeds the Maze District of pandemics. And, okay, you may have a point if the book is sublime, but I think it is too early to speak, and although this new series looks good (I would say great ), I can not compare with the creation of Suzanne Collins until I read every single book of James Dashner until the end.
Not recommended for public heart failure, and we note that damage may the sensitivity of a person and cause disorders due to violent scenes displayed. Thank you very much and enjoy a book highly recommended .
means that it is very difficult to explain ... For how define a moment? Right now, just this, which I'm pressing these keys . Click, click, click. Sounds like the legs of an insect rumbling against glass. How would you describe this very second? Listening to someone eating pipes and my dog \u200b\u200bsnoring. Just this where you , whoever you are, you're reading this . When you're sitting on your couch. Or listening to the radio. Sacándote mucus. Fighting with your parents. By putting socks. For all those little moments that make our life together:
has more effect if you put on headphones and you just go with the music and voices.
And leave the question in the air . How would you describe a moment?
