Priorities

So is it one persons' move that will change the world? I wont be the one who answers that question directly, leastwise not for the time being (it needs at least a moment’s thought). But anyway, what I am really sure of is that if each and every person makes something each day to ameliorate their world, this will undoubtedly make our world a better place to live in. And there is why I could say that one person can make the difference. An ordinary person, with a fair education and average amount of personality, can surely prove him or herself useful to society. But education and personality are not everything in life, due to the fact that we also have other important things to share. Living as a community can show them all necessary.

But nowadays, our society is not prepared to face a sudden change. I hope we all agree that any change is sudden enough, taking into account the way some countries are struggling to survive, and the amount of ongoing conflicts (some of which the West has forgotten) that some nations are suffering.

Facing the facts from another point of view, we could find some solutions to such things as hunger, poverty, illiteracy, war, grim and unsanitary conditions… We are in a global crisis. Governments all through the rich hemisphere are spending thousands of millions to save banks and other companies from bankruptcy. These same thousands of millions could change the whole world if spent on other priorities. They could save many lives and make real changes where it is truly necessary.

New Post (new ideas)

Querido blog,

Ya han pasado casi tres semanas desde mi ultimo post, y habia pensado en buscar un ratito para actualizar este lugar tan poco concurrido. En fin, la verdad es que no he tenido mucho tiempo, y cuando lo he tenido, ha sido invertido en otros menesteres... :P
En estas vacaciones, he estado en la nieve, he esquiado en la Pierre de Saint Martin. Es un lugar muy bueno para ir a esquiar: la nieve estaba muy bien, el forfait es muy barato comparado con otras estaciones (45 € Baqueira), solo costo 18 €...
Fui con dos amigos y esquiamos tres dias. Llevamos una camara a las pistas, y sacamos algunas fotos, entre ellas una que acompaña a este post, en la que aparezco volando. Mi intencion, en principio, era dar un saltito en un monticulo formado en la pista, pero llegue muy rapido y no controle mi peso, por lo que me puse en paralelo al suelo, cayendo de manera muy dolorosa en la nieve... :S Me dolio una semanita.. pero se me ha ido pasando.

Volvi a casa y el ambiente que habia era muy bueno. Sali casi todos los dias con los amigos, cena de clase..., y una fiesta de cumpleaños en la que lo pase realmente bien. Durante este tiempo tambien ha estado en casa una amiga que echaba mucho de menos, pero que ahora no puedo quitarme de la cabeza. Solia evitar pensar demasiado en ella, pero ultimamente ya no me detengo cuando quiero hacerlo...
Ella ya ha vuelto a marchar lejos. En fin, la vida de cada cual.

Pues despues de tanto tiempo, ya tengo varias cosas pensadas para añadir a este rincon de la web: nuevas canciones, recomendaciones de peliculas, fotos de viajes que estoy subiendo a panoramio y mas cosas que iran floreciendo por aqui (probablemente de manera algo lenta, no riego mi blog, que triste, no crece nada...). Espero como siempre que todo vaya bien en vuestras vidas.

Happy day, and happy new year (I did not write anything about New Year...), anyway being new doesn't mean it'll be better, even if we're all hoping it to be that way. So it'd be just nice to do what we can to make all hopes real.

2Pac - My Block (Remix)

Here's a song by Tupac: My Block.
It's a song which appeared in the soundtrack for the documentary "The Show". I am posting here the song in an embed youtube video along with its lyrics, so that you can follow it and think about its content.

[2Pac]
Damn, take a ride, to my block
My block, that's right! Heh
F'real on my motherfucking block

[Verse One]
They got a nigga
Shedding tears, reminiscing on my past fears
Cause shit was hectic for me last year
It appears that I've been marked for death, my heartless breath
The underlying cause of my arrest, my life is stressed
And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary
for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnecessary, I'm getting worried
Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire
Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die
But don't cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggas on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a nigga is when he's clutching on a four-five
My neighborhood ain't the same
Cause all these little babies going crazy and they suffering in the game
And I swear it's like a trap
But I ain't given up on the hood, it's all good when I go back
Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

[Chorus: a bunch of kids - see the liner notes]
Living life is but a dream
Hard times is all we see (on my block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still prayyyyyy
But on our block we still prayyyyyy...

[Verse Two]
Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops
Black male slipping in hail when will we prevail
Fearing jail but crack sales got me living well
And the system's suicidal with this Thug's Life
Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life
God help me, cause I'm starving, can't get a job
So I resort to violent robberies, my life is hard
Can't sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt
Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Till this day I still pray for a better way
Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke
From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark
Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star, everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home... on my block

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Verse Three]
And I can't help but wonder why, so many young kids had to die
Caught strays from AK's and the driveby
Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide
Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside
Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers
Time changes us to stone them crack pipes
All up and down the block exterminating black life
But I can't blame the dealers
My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels
Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Hanging out picking up game, sipping cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hoping I can get to sleep with her
It's a man's world, staying strapped
Fantasies of a nigga living phat, but held back
Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
Wide eyed and losing focus... on my block

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Verse Four]
And block parties in the projects lasting way past daylight
A young nigga learned to break night
Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen
I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend, in my mind
I see the same motherfuckers balling
Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call
I know the young niggas understand this
Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous
I reminisce on the fast times, past crimes
Trying to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime
Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game
Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame
And what's strange is everybody knows my name, swear they all know me
And lots of cash make a nigga change
I hit the green just to maintain, feeling pain
For all the niggas that I lost to the game... from my block

[Chorus w/ minor variations; kids repeat last line over and over]

[2Pac - speaking over Chorus]
Rest in peace to all the motherfuckers who passed away
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown, knahmsayin?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd and Morningside, my block, that's right
Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that's right
In the jungle of Marin City, that's my block, that's right
Los Angeles, haha, that's my block too
Oakland, can't forget Oaktown, that's my block for sure
And all the other blocks around this motherfucker
Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago
All y'all niggas stay kicking up dust
Represent the motherfucking block

I hope you share my taste, because I really like this song, its lyrics, its rhythm...

La Vida

La vida es una oportunidad, aprovéchala.
La vida es belleza, admírala.
La vida es beatitud, saboréala.
La vida es un sueño, hazlo realidad.

La vida es un reto, afróntalo.
La vida es un juego, juégalo.
La vida es preciosa, cuídala.
La vida es riqueza, consérvala.
La vida es un misterio, descúbrelo.

La vida es promesa, cúmplela.
La vida es amor, gózalo.
La vida es tristeza, supérala.
La vida es un himno, cántalo.
La vida es una tragedia, domínala.

La vida es aventura, vívela.
La vida es felicidad, merécela.
La vida es  vida, defiéndela.

Teresita de Calcuta saw it all this way.
Let us all feel this same way forever...
Let us all just feel it's possible...
Let us all never loose hope...
Let us all know we can...
Let us all realise...
We can...
We should...
We are, We choose, and that's the way it goes...

"Choosers will be beggars if the begging's not their choosing" - the Disreputable Dog.

source: from my old blog posted at 3:09, monday 25 dec. 2oo6