Calle 13 hip hop song

This is a hip hop Spanish artist who make critics of the government, the live, the material people, the crimes and all the reality that young people have to live, this song specially talks about the immigrants and all the suffering that they have to effort and live trying to come to America looking for the “American dream”  . This music inspires me because the lyric try to change the world a little bit to make it better, I’m conscious  that a song is not going to change all the worlds mentality but at least is going to make some people think about the reality and how every time we are wasting lives, moment and in general our lives. I’m not a hip hop fanatic and the true I don’t know English hip hop  English song but I like the objective of some of this songs because they try to planted a seed on the people mind and they make them consider the world and their lives in a better way .

This is my favorite part of the song hope you enjoy it

“ With stories packaged in cans, with the moon recounts tales learned to walk without map ...
To go for a walk without commodities, without luxury ... protected by the saints and witches ...
I learned to write in my notebook with the same language and shake the whole planet” 

The story of the stuff

This video describes  my personality because I'm a person who tries to live according to my environment in a healthy and carefully way, unfortunately nowadays the people doesn't care how they live and  their mind are closed and they cant see further than the system allow them to see.This video is completely true and proof us how our lives are becoming in an infinitive circle that never ends, with a amount of political critic it tries to open our mind and invite us to reevaluate who we are living. I decide to share this video to make the difference and invite my classmates to stop thing like the government and the globalization make us think, lest start think by our selfs and focus in our real objectives.

"The World and the Child" by James Merrill’s

Letting his wisdom be the whole of love,
The father tiptoes out, backwards. A gleam
Falls on the child awake and wearied of,

Then, as the door clicks shut, is snuffed. The glove-
Gray afterglow appalls him. It would seem
That letting wisdom be the whole of love

Were pastime even for the bitter grove
Outside, whose owl's white hoot of disesteem
Falls on the child awake and wearied of.

He lies awake in pain, he does not move,
He will not scream. Any who heard him scream
Would let their wisdom be the whole of love.

People have filled the room he lies above.
Their talk, mild variation, chilling theme,
Falls on the child. Awake and wearied of

Mere pain, mere wisdom also, he would have
All the world waking from its winter dream,
Letting its wisdom be. The whole of love
Falls on the child awake and wearied of.

This childhood poems makes the people remember flavors, colors, smells, plays and sights, sometimes our memories are good or sometimes are bad, the author, can express the suffer and
the pain of his childhood, every single word shows how he was feeling in this moment and when we describe the places, the movements and the actions of his father you can feel who afraid and scared he was. For him this time of childhood is uncomfortable in which the child cannot yet live side by side with adults. 

If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way

I confide to anything
So I have to hide from everything.
Everybody wants a piece of me.
Rinse the origin and cease to be
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way,
Always walk the whole ways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
You've promised me poems


I rue the day that I ever met you,
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me,
You promised me poems.
You might have been my reason for livin'
I gave up ungivin', gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers, so how come
You hate me?
You promised me poems

Dreamed of ringing voices,
They contemplated choices.
Taste like a rare kiss,
To heighten my awareness.
With all fairness, greatness, with gratitude.
And simply rhymes with attitude
Now do promotion and TV, and ya still can't see. We
Down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade,
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And you promised me poems 

The Price of a Photo

Two journalists who gave their lives for the truth, and a war correspondent who walked away.

 The photojournalist Chris Hondros and Tim Hetherington give their lives to show the people the true embodied in a picture. Nowadays is hard to get attention of what is happening on  far, dark and scared places usually   we leave this work to the people who feel the passion and the emotion of take pictures and  they become heroes of the art of the photography and journalist work   like Chris and Tim, their love for this profession is so great that they risk their lives to send us proof and visual evidences of what is happening. It’s amazing how they show their experiences and others experiences in one image.  Different situations and people who change their lives,  He confesses that the stress became so intense that “each day, I vanished a little bit more on that black living-room couch until I was transparent, if not invisible altogether.” He survived saved only, he believes, by his longing to return to the son he left at 21 days old—but tells us, “I walk with ghosts.” he was a controversial journalist in a controversial war zone, who knows what really happened. would the news tell us if rebels or folks backing the rebels killed these men? instead this will be used to get the public behind another fake war that never had anything to do with humanitarianism. yemen, syria, saudi arabia will follow. oil will rise to 200$/barrel. us will start tapping their own massive, untouched oil reserves. the dollar will crash. all by design.

More than work is pleasure is like show all your thinking’s and capture a story in one second. Economic, politic and social problems can be show; the visual resource can be use as a revolution and change the peoples mind.  This little things that we usually can’t see they figure out easily and they recreate and excite our eyes with colorful astonishing and interesting stories.

Life in College

Actually collages face different problems and situations with the students and professors. The university implies discipline, concentration, effort and responsibility, but sometimes the students forget what is the objective to go to school and their life’s start collapse. As an example of that we every day we hear about suicides, murders, disappointments, breaks, stress, passion, love, envy and too many situations that we have to face and try to solve by ourselves because now is the real life, now we don’t have our parents who are behind us trying to help us now is just our life’s and our ways to solve the problems.
In Shaw, the student life is different, everybody have different ways of think and everybody tries to catch the attention of the people. However, one of the most important failures of the students is the lack of respect to the teachers and to the old people, most of the students believe that they know more than the professors and they feel superior on all the aspects, but this is no true. We are here to learn no to teach the teachers, the students don’t take advantage of what they have, and the other students that want to have class miss minutes of learning just listen fights and complains of the students. The worst part is that they believe they are right and they use their classes to be on facebook, listen loud music , doing other jobs or talking or some of them just miss classes because they don’t like the teachers, unfortunately the professors have to deal with this kind of things. In my opinion we need respect to make our university better, is the basic value that all the students should have to start building big things, we need enterprising people who are willing to work and focus in the classes, this is our big step to make big changes.