<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272</id><updated>2024-11-01T10:37:30.334+00:00</updated><category term="Life"/><category term="Choices"/><category term="Facing Difficulties"/><category term="Honesty"/><category term="Now"/><category term="Book&#39;s Review"/><category term="Christmas"/><category term="Dead"/><category term="Family"/><category term="Growing Up"/><category term="Music"/><category term="Retelling"/><title type='text'>The Power Of Words</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes words can have a power greater than you ever imagine</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-5003593240067459095</id><published>2019-04-05T00:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2019-04-05T00:37:32.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bones - make something great from all the bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Hi guys, it’s been a while since we talked. And you know that I don’t write if I don’t have something worthwhile to tell you or speak about. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;
The other day I was watching one of my favourite tv shows and they happened to read a poem that gave me a lot to think about. So we usually as a whole, as a society tend to think positively and learn from the bad... well that is what we always try to achieve, what we dream ourselves capable to be 100% of our time. Sometimes it is like that, but sometimes we are kind of grim and sad. Sometimes we are completely negative and we miss that which is good, even if it is small. So what we as a whole should be doing ( and this is my personal opinion, nothing else) is trying to see the whole picture and to think outside of the box. That is what this poem that I hear made me think about. That there are bad things but there also good things and that we have to observe everything, see the whole picture of our lives and above all focus in the good stuff. On how we can make our world and the world of the people around us better. So here is the poem:&lt;br /&gt;
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Good Bones&lt;/h1&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;c-txt c-txt_attribution&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; color: #494949; display: inline-block; font-family: canada-type-gibson; font-size: 0.75rem; font-style: inherit; letter-spacing: 1.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-transform: uppercase; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;BY&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/maggie-smith&quot; style=&quot;border: 0px; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; transition: color 250ms cubic-bezier(0.215, 0.61, 0.355, 1); vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;MAGGIE SMITH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is short, though I keep this from my children.&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine&lt;/div&gt;
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in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,&lt;/div&gt;
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a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways&lt;/div&gt;
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I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least&lt;/div&gt;
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fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative&lt;/div&gt;
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estimate, though I keep this from my children.&lt;/div&gt;
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For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.&lt;/div&gt;
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For every loved child, a child broken, bagged,&lt;/div&gt;
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sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world&lt;/div&gt;
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is at least half terrible, and for every kind&lt;/div&gt;
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stranger, there is one who would break you,&lt;/div&gt;
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though I keep this from my children. I am trying&lt;/div&gt;
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to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,&lt;/div&gt;
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walking you through a real shithole, chirps on&lt;/div&gt;
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about good bones: This place could be beautiful,&lt;/div&gt;
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right? You could make this place beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;
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So tell me what you think about this. You guys know how much I love to hear from you and your different opinions and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;
Well... guess I will see you around.&lt;br /&gt;
Bye now&lt;br /&gt;
Caro.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/5003593240067459095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2019/04/good-bones-make-something-great-from.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/5003593240067459095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/5003593240067459095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2019/04/good-bones-make-something-great-from.html' title='Good Bones - make something great from all the bad.'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-4639526726422692130</id><published>2016-11-01T12:36:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2016-11-02T23:30:27.704+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book&#39;s Review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Facing Difficulties"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Growing Up"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Retelling"/><title type='text'>Don&#39;t Judge a Story for its Retelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Today, I finished reading one of those books that achieve the impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;You see... I am one of those people that sometimes can be completely overtaken by a book (sometimes even a movie). And in the last few days that was exactly what has happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Now, don&#39;t hate me or anything.... this is my first real review of a book, and that is because I felt really compelled to write about my feelings while reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;The book that I am talking about is CINDER &amp;amp; ELLA by Kelly Oram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;But lets start at the very beginning... in order to do that I need to state some facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1- I am a bookworm: I almost literally live reading books.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 2- I am highly judgmental and very choosy of what I read. I can&#39;t pick up anything and read it. The summary has to trapped me first, no mater what.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 3- I pretty much look down most of the classic&#39;s retellings that I encounter &amp;nbsp;when browsing the web or the libraries for new stories to read. (don&#39;t misunderstand me, I love classics like Cinderella, the Beauty and the Beast and Snow White. But books with always the same kind of obstacles for the heroine, at least for me, given a little time, become boring).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 4- In order for a book to be good has to make me want to keep reading it instead of going to sleep, even if I have to force my eyes to stay open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;So, when I came upon this book on Goodreads, I was a little skeptic. You know, being a retelling of Cinderella and everything. I though that this would be another story where you can find the poor girl, with the evil stepmother, the two evil stepsisters and what in my view is &lt;b&gt;the most irritating thing of all: not knowing the identity of the man or woman (whichever maybe the case) that you will fall in love with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Ha! I was so wrong!!! From the very beginning, this book entrapped me. I couldn&#39;t escape it, even if I wanted to. And there where times when I wanted to stop reading and think of something else, because at some point I felt so in tune with the main female character, that when she felt like crying I WAS CRYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Whenever she felt a lump in her throat, I felt it too. whenever she was depressed, I was too; and when she was finally happy I was too.&amp;nbsp; I felt like I understood her completely, not something that happened to me with characters a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Sometimes I wanted to stop, because I was crying while reading the book or laughing out loud in public. It was really embarrassing, it wasn&#39;t just a smile on the train from work, like always, but a laugh that all the passenger could hear. I AM BEING SERIOUS. HONEST TRUE EVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Even though, I also have to say that being from two points of view was a turn down in some part of the book. Don&#39;t misunderstand me, both lead characters were complex, interesting and with their depth. But, when I was crying, so com-penetrate in Ella&#39;s story, the book changes chapters and lead me to Cinder&#39;s (Brian) Story were you can find the typical Hollywood problems: the fame, the struggle for power and what I always hated: the biatch that always tries everything to separate the two leads in love, turning some parts of the book in a big boring drama, and not in what for me generally was: a truth life drama. Those which are really worthy of your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;But well, everything has its goods and bads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Another point that believe that I should mention is that while enjoying so much the story, I was expecting a little more of the end. For me, it was a little to simple; I wanted more. Maybe it was my desire to keep myself inside Cinder and Ella&#39;s story. But.... you can&#39;t always get what you want....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Basically, you don&#39;t get anything like a Cinderella story or something like that. What you do get is a lot o family drama, getting to know one another and yourself. Coping with a lot of bulling, a life with scars and disabilities, and in the middle of all of that: knowing who your true friends are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;You don&#39;t have cliches in this story, just the ones that sadly are part of everyone real lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Summarizing, I loved it. I cried, laughed have lumps in my throat and grew with Ella, more than everything. This books was one that when reading it, I could feel it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Below you have the summary if you are interested:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhbrS0_1FD3SgUZV8m4ef089_aYDRd6-W5W1q1GGsCa0KHOuK1UM4fM0NU6mamJw1SEDARsrVCm_KLqqNk5Ri8ylquS1XQzPZCpdy8iYlYh2vUCNSR1CauGc1qxwEftowvxSCdWv9IJo/s1600/cinderandellagr.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhbrS0_1FD3SgUZV8m4ef089_aYDRd6-W5W1q1GGsCa0KHOuK1UM4fM0NU6mamJw1SEDARsrVCm_KLqqNk5Ri8ylquS1XQzPZCpdy8iYlYh2vUCNSR1CauGc1qxwEftowvxSCdWv9IJo/s400/cinderandellagr.jpg&quot; width=&quot;248&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f4f0ec;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;nobile&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.85px;&quot;&gt;It’s been almost a year since eighteen-year-old Ella Rodriguez was in a car accident that left her crippled, scarred, and without a mother. After a very difficult recovery, she’s been uprooted across the country and forced into the custody of a father that abandoned her when she was a young child. If Ella wants to escape her father’s home and her awful new step family, she must convince her doctors that she’s capable, both physically and emotionally, of living on her own. The problem is, she’s not ready yet. The only way she can think of to start healing is by reconnecting with the one person left in the world who’s ever meant anything to her—her anonymous Internet best friend, Cinder.…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #f4f0ec;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #f4f0ec;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f4f0ec;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hollywood sensation Brian Oliver has a reputation for being trouble. There’s major buzz around his performance in his upcoming film The Druid Prince, but his management team says he won’t make the transition from teen heartthrob to serious A-list actor unless he can prove he’s left his wild days behind and become a mature adult. In order to douse the flames on Brian’s bad-boy reputation, his management stages a fake engagement for him to his co-star Kaylee. Brian isn’t thrilled with the arrangement—or his fake fiancée—but decides he’ll suffer through it if it means he’ll get an Oscar nomination. Then a surprise email from an old Internet friend changes everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Sometimes
we also have good days. You don’t know when will it hit you, but a day of good
mood is one the stuff that dreams are made off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Days when
you say to yourself: no matter what I will never give up on anything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Well, that
day is today.... At least for me it is.!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;“I won’t
give up, no, I won’t give in till I reach the end and start again...!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;That is
what is in my head right this moment. And I bet that you know that phrase,
Right? ;P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Life can be
awful, can be marvelous or even some in-between. But what we have to keep in
mind is to never give up. At first, things can be difficult, or even seem
impossible. But, if we put every thing we have in us, we will reach our dreams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I am
following my dream. Even thought is complicate to reach, I keep going. I already
have the NO, so I am going for the YES.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;And I will
keep going till the day I die. ‘cause nothing and no one can bring me down. At
least no for a long time. If I fall down I will always get up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;As long as
I have my imagination and my family standing by my side I am capable of of
getting anything I want and dream about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Today I
feel good. Maybe spring and summer are at the corner, or maybe I just know that
people will try to bring me down but they are nor going to accomplish anything
of the sort.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I want to
sing and dance and smile and laugh because of nothing. Life is good. And as
long as I keep thinking that it will always be good, even thou I can and I am
going to stumble.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Through
think and thin, through heaven and hell I am going to keep going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;That is my
motto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;What
happen when you hate you work? When you feel that most of the time you are
treated like a lesser punching bug? Moreover, what happen when you feel that
you are lost? When you do not understand most of the things that you are
suppose to work with?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Actually
you end up hating the majority of the hours of you day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;To
be more specific and in order for you guys to better understand the situation,
let me start at the beginning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Life
in general is not easy. We all know that, right? Even more when you choose a
university course which does not permit you to develop in many different areas.
But guide you to one or two path at most. That being said, I want to clarify
that I studies International Relations and don’t want to become a diplomat. I
like the idea of working as a political annalist, but not for a determined
government. - In our country, they changed constantly and they differ in theirs
ideas too much for my taste. - &amp;nbsp;So that’s
not even on my mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;So
what happens when you like social studies but you don’t have anything related
to work on? And worst, you need to work? ‘Cause you need the money.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;You
end up working in whatever you can find or wherever you are accepted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;In
my case, that is an administrative position at a company which main topic is natural
sciences. The opposite of what I like. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Yes,
my mom is a doctor, so I am able to understand some of the things that I have
to do. But is part of my being as a social sciences student, to ask the why of
everything, to find the causes and consequences in any circumstance. Never to
just accept things as they are because. So, when I start asking questions and
the answers don’t come, or they ones I got are not enough, the problems arise.
This situation reaches a point where the people who I am working with, tell me
that I am insufferable and to just shut up – sometimes with others words - or
simple enough they do not talk to me and make angry faces. This ends creating
an uncomfortable work environment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;That
is when I ask myself what am I doing here? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Sometimes
is even worst. Obviously, everyone has it bad days and sometimes they use
another person as a punch bug. But lately, there has been a lot of fighting
between my boss and other important members of the company and in the end I am
the usual punching bug. If is not because I am too sleepy in the morning and do
not talk enough, ‘cause I talk too much. Or my view of the universe is too
closed and my opinions and ideas too shorts. Or simply because I am such an
innocent in my way of understanding thing that it cannot be possible. They are
always telling me &lt;b&gt;“Te falta y te falta
mucho”&lt;/b&gt; – you still have a long way to go to understand things. But if
understanding means to learn how to have some malice in me, how to be sometimes
a bad person I don’t want to understand, I want just to be me, no matter what.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Recently
I read something about being a punching bug, it said: &lt;i&gt;“be prepared to &lt;b&gt;respond&lt;/b&gt;
and &lt;b&gt;not react&lt;/b&gt; to their
behaviors. Remember the KISS method – Keep It Simple Sally. Focus on the one
thing that you can do either at the time or later if you choose to, in order to
have control over how you want to &lt;b&gt;respond&lt;/b&gt;
and &lt;b&gt;not react&lt;/b&gt;. It’s okay
to calmly say to that person something like:” I’ll have to get back to you on
that.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Don’t take it personal,
it’s their stuff to own. So let them do just that and you learn how to &lt;b&gt;respond&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;not react&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It may not be easy, but it is simple.”&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/mmalfettano/Documents/Breathe,%20keep%20Calm%20and%20keep%20going%20just%20being%20true%20to%20yourself.doc#_ftn1&quot; name=&quot;_ftnref1&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportFootnotes]--&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;That
is the reason why I wrote this, to focus on what I can do and to not pay
attention to people who want to change me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;!--[if !supportFootnotes]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br clear=&quot;all&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;hr align=&quot;left&quot; size=&quot;1&quot; width=&quot;33%&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/mmalfettano/Documents/Breathe,%20keep%20Calm%20and%20keep%20going%20just%20being%20true%20to%20yourself.doc#_ftnref1&quot; name=&quot;_ftn1&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9.0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportFootnotes]--&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9.0pt;&quot;&gt; Fragment obtain from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Calibri; font-size: 9.0pt;&quot;&gt;http://marypfeffer.com/overcoming-being-someone-elses-punching-bag/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoFootnoteText&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;¿Cuántas veces pensaste “¿por qué a mí?” o “¡no es justo!”? ¿Cuántas
veces te dijiste a vos mismo “¡todo esto es una mierda, me quiero ir de acá!”?
¿No fuimos nosotros mismo los que dijimos en una misma oración “¡todo puede ser
mejor! y ¡que h de p, mira lo que hizo!”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;La vida puede que nos haya sido fácil o nos haya dado palo tras palo.
Puede que estemos peleados con alguien a quien queremos con toda el alma, puede
que tengamos al lado a una persona a la que no podemos ver, que no aguantamos,
pero que necesitamos, o incluso puede ser que los que amamos ya no estén físicamente
con nosotros.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Tantas cosas pueden ser. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Tantos escenarios pueden existir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Están los que creen que todo esta escrito, que nuestros destinos están
echados y que no importa lo que hagamos ya todo esta dicho.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Hay quienes solo creen en el libre albedrío, en crear nuestra propia
suerte, y hay quienes piensan que ambas opciones son posibles; que creen en un balance
de ambas a lo largo de nuestra vida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Yo, personalmente me posiciono en el segundo grupo, creo que uno es artífice
de su propio destino&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Ahora bien, y si dejamos de mirar introspectivamente y miramos un poco
al que tenemos al lado. ¿Cómo es esa persona? ¿Somos capases de describirla?
¿La conocemos?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Desde hace meses que nos importan los debates de si gana uno o el otro
en política, si uno es oligarca, de derecha y el otro se preocupa por el
pueblo; o, si uno es un chorro, que afano hasta el hartazgo y el otro viene a
dar libertad de prensa, a ajusticiarlos. Nos preocupamos de si un programa
cómico ridiculizo a una figura importante de una manera completamente
despectiva e impensable, escuchamos las críticas los sábados a la noche, los Domingos
al mediodía, y vemos cuánto se robo al pueblo los Domingos a la noche. Otros
ven fútbol todo el día, pensando si River o Boca gano, o sí se jugo o no el clásico
de Avellaneda.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Sería bueno parar un minuto en nuestras vidas y apreciar lo que tenemos
y no tan solo, añorar lo que no. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Mirando a nuestro alrededor, podemos observar que hay cosas peores de
las que nos han ocurrido a nosotros mismos. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Yo por ejemplo, me acuerdo de la impotencia, la rabia y frustración que
sentí un día que me robaron. Me acuerdo perfectamente que pensaba: “¿que? No,
me están robando, esto es mío (refiriéndome a mi cartera con mi libros de
estudio adentro), ¡Salí de acá pedazo de H de P!” Luego, cuando me calmé, llego
la impotencia y la tristeza, no tenia nada de valor para otros, pero si de
valor para mí, como una foto de mi papá que ya no esta conmigo. Impotencia y
rabia pensando ¿que podríamos hacer mejor con el país que tenemos para que
cosas así no ocurrieran.?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Hay gente que hace chistes de valijas llenas de dinero escondidas en
conventos, mientras otros tiran piedras a autos de personajes políticos a los
cuales no quieren en el poder. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Hay quienes eligen izquierda, otros derecha, ¿y el centro y el balance?
¿Donde quedo el respeto al otro, la aceptación de las diferencias? ¿Dónde quedo
el ir de frente y no dar apuñaladas por la espalda? ¿Dónde quedo el confiar en
la palabra del otro y no tener que dejar todo por escrito?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Ahora yo pregunto ¿hay una grieta en nuestro país? ¿Se pelean por
ideologías amigos con amigos, hermanos con hermanos, padres con hijos?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;No lo sé y tampoco voy a intentar encontrarle una respuesta, ya que es
un tema muy espinoso. Mi objetivo escribiendo esto, es centrar nuestra atención
a otros temas de importancia. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;El otro día pude escuchar un par de canciones que me hicieron pensar
sobre varias cosas, pero por sobre todo en el egoísmo y excentricismo de los seres
humanos. Mientras nosotros despotricamos contra unos y otros, (supuestamente en
nombre de la patria) hay quienes con el frió del invierno duermen y mueren en
la calle, hay quienes pierden sus casas (o incluso la vida) por guerras o
desastres naturales, hay quienes lo arriesgan todo por un atisbo de algo mejor,
hay quienes eligen matar y morir por un Dios u otro, sin nosotros entender el
motivo de su accionar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;“Yo soy Igual a ti, tu eres Igual a mi”&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftn1&quot; name=&quot;_ftnref1&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportFootnotes]--&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
dice Diego Torres en una de sus canciones o también “si cada lagrima te hace más
fuerte, muerde la vida con uñas y dientes…. Si cada piedra marca tus rodillas,
si la ilusión se convierte en cenizas, hoy puede ser, que todo empieza a cambiar,
y lo mejor está por llegar”&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftn2&quot; name=&quot;_ftnref2&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportFootnotes]--&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Alicia Keys dice: “…. Hablemos de lo que nos toca, mi corazón, el tuyo.
Hablemos, hablemos acerca de vivir, que tenemos suficiente de morir…. Demos más,
perdonemos más; nuestras almas se unen para que podamos amarnos entre nosotros…”&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftn3&quot; name=&quot;_ftnref3&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportFootnotes]--&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Así sucesivamente, si nos ponemos, podríamos encontrar miles de
canciones que hablan de temas parecidos; pero el fin es el mismo; aferrate a la
vida, no pierdas el tiempo en boludeces, sin apreciar lo que ya tenés. Mira a
tu alrededor, cambia tu mundo para mejor, y si la peleas, hacelo con
honestidad, de frente, con el corazón y diciendo “acá estoy yo, esto es lo que
soy”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;Guerras en todo el mundo, atentados terroristas, refugiados de la
violencia que perdieron todo, gente que lo deja todo en medio del mediterráneo
por el sueño de un mundo mejor. &amp;nbsp;Discusiones
y acusaciones por diferencias políticas, pobreza, hambre e ignorancia. Tanta
mierda y en medio de eso…los seres humanos, nosotros, intentando vivir como
podemos. Como dijo el periodista Alfredo Leuco el lunes 15 de agosto de 2016 en
su columna de la radio: “…para morir bien hay que vivir bien. Que cada minuto
valga la pena. Que no aflojemos nunca en la batalla por ser felices y hacer
felices a nuestros semejantes. Solo se trata de vivir bien para morir lo más
sano posible. Sólo se trata de vivir, antes de que sea demasiado tarde para
lágrimas.”&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftn4&quot; name=&quot;_ftnref4&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportFootnotes]--&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftnref1&quot; name=&quot;_ftn1&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt; &lt;u&gt;Iguales&lt;/u&gt; de Diego Torres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftnref2&quot; name=&quot;_ftn2&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot;&gt;La
vida es un Vals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot;&gt; de Diego Torres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftnref3&quot; name=&quot;_ftn3&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;“Let&#39;s talk about our part. My heart to your heart. Let&#39;s talk
about, let&#39;s talk about living, had enough of dying; Not what we all about. Let&#39;s
do more giving, do more forgiving, yeah. Our souls are brought together, so
that we could love each other, sister” Fragmento de la canción &lt;u&gt;We Are Here&lt;/u&gt;
de Alicia Keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/Carito/Downloads/Articulo%20de%20opinion%20caro.doc#_ftnref4&quot; name=&quot;_ftn4&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoFootnoteReference&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,sans-serif; mso-ansi-language: ES-AR; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot;&gt;Vivir
bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ES-AR&quot;&gt;, Columna de “Le Doy Mi Palabra”, Alfredo Leuco,
15/18/16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;HELLO AGAIN, How are you guys? it&#39;s been a long time since my last post. I must say that this year was kind of complicate to me. I got a lot of things going, so now that I have a little free time I want to share it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;So is Christmas time, and so we can see a lot of decorations in the street, the little kids dreaming with seeing Santa and the &amp;nbsp;big ones (our parents and the rest of the family) thinking how much money they can spend in the presents, jaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;But there are other like me, that just are happy with listening some good Christmas music and being with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;As you know last year I wasn&#39;t home, I spent Christmas and the New Year in another country, but this year I&#39;m here, and I will enjoy my time till the last minute, there is nothing better than being with your family, till midnight and after that being with your closest friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;So now I give you guys some of my favorite songs for this time of the year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Rockin&#39; Around The Christmas Tree -&amp;nbsp;Hannah Montana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Last Christmas -&amp;nbsp;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Best Time Of The Year -&amp;nbsp;Christy Carlson Romano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Deck the Rooftop -&amp;nbsp;Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*O Christmas Tree -&amp;nbsp;Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Jingle Bells - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Welcome Christmas - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*All I Want for Christmas Is You - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Little Drummer Boy - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Santa Claus Is Coming to Town - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Jingle Bell Rock - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Feliz Navidad - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Happy Xmas (War Is Over) - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Rockin&#39; Around the Christmas Tree - Glee Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*We Wish You a Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;*Noche De Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/7292423644815623990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2013/12/music-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/7292423644815623990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/7292423644815623990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2013/12/music-for-christmas.html' title='Music for Christmas'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-7654871495811281313</id><published>2013-03-11T16:16:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2016-11-02T23:33:21.599+00:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Something and the Beginning of Something Else</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Ok, este post va a ser mitad y mitad, un spanglish o algo asi. Por donde empezar? bueno, empezemos por el fin, termine de trabajar el viernes, me despedi de un monton de gente re copada y buena onda que conoci en este viaje, &amp;nbsp;y a ellos es a los que voy a extrañar, no al trabajo. jaja. Ahora me estoy llendo para New York y &amp;nbsp;dentro de una semana y media vuelvo a casa. Empieza algo nuevo, es verdad, me voy sola por completo a Nueva York a Recorrer y a hecer el viaje que realmente esperaba, por que si bien la experiencia del trabajo, y estos tres meses aca me sirvio para crecer un monton, lo que yo realmente esperaba era esta ultima semana y esta parte del viaje en particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m exited to go there. These last days I was&amp;nbsp;continuously&amp;nbsp;saying that I couldn&#39;t believe that this is almost over, the best part is yet to come, but most of this travel is really over. I don&#39;t regret anything of what I did and I learned a lot. I grew a lot too. I think that at some point I&amp;nbsp;changed&amp;nbsp;the way of viewing the world and myself, I thing that at some point I finally found myself. The plus of all this was that I made a lot of new and good friends and I&amp;nbsp;learned&amp;nbsp;how to Snowboard. THAT WAS REALLY&amp;nbsp;FUN&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;AMAZING!!! Jaja, so to end this post, I&#39;m gonna give you, guys a song that speaks of all this stuff, about looking for something and going back home. This is Vuelvo a Casa, by Teen Angels:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Me fui tan lejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;buscándome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;y estaba en casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;lo que soñé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;me fui corriendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;tras un tal vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;y no te hallé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Me fui siguiendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;una ilusión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;me fui dejando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;mi último adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;me fui creyendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;en otro amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;me fui perdiendo mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Donde hay esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;donde hay amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;donde estas vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;y al final yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;vuelvo a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Me fui sintiendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;un gran dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;me fui llorando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;por este amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Me fui buscando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;algo mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;volví a mi mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;y volví a vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Donde hay esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;donde hay amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;donde estas vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;y al final yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;vuelvo a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Donde hay esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;donde hay amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;donde estas vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;está mi casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;y al final yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;vuelvo a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;vuelvo a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;vuelvo a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
CUAL (Teen Angels)&lt;br /&gt;
Para elegir, hay que saber cual es el deve y el haber.&lt;br /&gt;
Hay que mirar de frente al sol, Sentir a pleno el corazon.&lt;br /&gt;
Para vivir, hay que correr el riesgo de poder perder.&lt;br /&gt;
Equivocarse hasta caer, llegar al fondo de mi ser.&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual es costo de ganar?&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual es el miedo de perder?&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual la carrera? ¿Cual la llegada?&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual el camino y cual la cortada?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Si me animo y si no puedo...&lt;br /&gt;
Si me atrevo y si no llego...&lt;br /&gt;
Si te pierdo y no te encuentro...&lt;br /&gt;
Si me escapo, o me quedo ciego.&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual es la forma mas clara y segura,&lt;br /&gt;
elegir bien y que no queden dudas?&lt;br /&gt;
Yo sigo probando, mientras voy pensando&lt;br /&gt;
Que se.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Para crecer, hay que dejar dormido el niño que uno fue.&lt;br /&gt;
Pararse entero y vencer&lt;br /&gt;
El miedo de ser o no ser.&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual es costo de ganar?&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual es el miedo de perder?&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual la carrera? ¿Cual la llegada?&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual el camino y cual la cortada?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Si me animo y si no puedo...&lt;br /&gt;
Si me atrevo y si no llego...&lt;br /&gt;
Si te pierdo y no te encuentro...&lt;br /&gt;
Si me escapo, o me quedo ciego.&lt;br /&gt;
¿Cual es la forma mas clara y segura,&lt;br /&gt;
elegir bien y que no queden dudas?&lt;br /&gt;
Yo sigo probando, mientras voy pensando&lt;br /&gt;
Que se.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
UN PASO (Teen Angels)&lt;br /&gt;
Si tienes miedo a equivocarte&lt;br /&gt;
ya estás equivocado&lt;br /&gt;
Si tienes miedo a perder&lt;br /&gt;
ya estás perdido&lt;br /&gt;
Si tienes miedo a vivir&lt;br /&gt;
ya estás vencido&lt;br /&gt;
Si tienes miedo a sentir&lt;br /&gt;
es que no has elegido&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Un paso ya es el camino&lt;br /&gt;
Un paso hacia tu destino&lt;br /&gt;
Un paso te abre la puerta&lt;br /&gt;
Y sueña tu alma despierta,&lt;br /&gt;
tu alma despierta.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir a pleno&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir sin miedo&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir al instante&lt;br /&gt;
Y siempre animarse.&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir a pleno&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir sin miedo&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir al instante&lt;br /&gt;
Y siempre animarse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Si tienes miedo al caminar&lt;br /&gt;
Yo te daré mi mano&lt;br /&gt;
A veces hay que empezar acompañado.&lt;br /&gt;
Mil pasos te seguirán,&lt;br /&gt;
Serás el guía de muchos&lt;br /&gt;
Y tu luz brillará, llamá que yo te escucho.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Un paso ya es el camino&lt;br /&gt;
Un paso hacia tu destino&lt;br /&gt;
Un paso te abre la puerta&lt;br /&gt;
Y sueña tu alma despierta,&lt;br /&gt;
tu alma despierta.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir a pleno&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir sin miedo&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir al instante&lt;br /&gt;
Y siempre animarse.&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir a pleno&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir sin miedo&lt;br /&gt;
Vivir al instante&lt;br /&gt;
Y siempre animarse.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
SEND IT ON (Jonas Brothers, Miley Cirus, Demi Lovate &amp;amp; Selena Gomez)&lt;br /&gt;
A words just a word til you mean what you say &lt;br /&gt;
And love isnt love til you give it away&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Weve all gotta give&lt;br /&gt;
yeah, something to give&lt;br /&gt;
To make a change&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Send it on (send it on)&lt;br /&gt;
On and on (on and on)&lt;br /&gt;
Just one hand can heal another&lt;br /&gt;
Be apart (be apart), reach your heart (reach your heart)&lt;br /&gt;
Just one spark starts a fire&lt;br /&gt;
With one little action the chain reaction will never stop&lt;br /&gt;
Make us strong, shine a light and send it on&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just smile (just smile)&lt;br /&gt;
In the world (in the world)&lt;br /&gt;
Will smile along with you (along with you)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That small act of love&lt;br /&gt;
Is good for one will become two&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If we take the chances&lt;br /&gt;
To change circumstances&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Imagine all we can do if we&lt;br /&gt;
Send it on (send it on)&lt;br /&gt;
On and on (on and on)&lt;br /&gt;
Just one hand can heal another&lt;br /&gt;
Be apart (be apart), reach your heart (reach your heart)&lt;br /&gt;
Just one spark starts a fire&lt;br /&gt;
With one little action the chain reaction will never stop&lt;br /&gt;
Make us strong, shine a light and send it on, send it on&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, send it on&lt;br /&gt;
Theres power in all the choices we make&lt;br /&gt;
So Im starting now theres not a moment to waste&lt;br /&gt;
A words just a word til you mean what you say&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And love isnt love til you give it away&lt;br /&gt;
Send it on (send it on)&lt;br /&gt;
On and on (on and on)&lt;br /&gt;
Just one hand can heal another&lt;br /&gt;
Be apart (be apart), reach your heart (reach your heart)&lt;br /&gt;
Just one spark starts a fire&lt;br /&gt;
With one little action the chain reaction will never stop&lt;br /&gt;
Make us strong, shine a light and send it on&lt;br /&gt;
Just one hand can heal another&lt;br /&gt;
Be apart (be apart), reach your heart (reach your heart)&lt;br /&gt;
Just one spark starts a fire&lt;br /&gt;
With one little action the chain reaction will help things start&lt;br /&gt;
Make us strong, shine a light and send it on&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shine a light and send it on&lt;br /&gt;
Shine a light and send it on&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
SING (Glee Cast Version)&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it out,&lt;br /&gt;
Boy, you got to see what tomorrow brings.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it out,&lt;br /&gt;
Girl, you got to be what tomorrow needs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For every time.&lt;br /&gt;
That they want to count you out,&lt;br /&gt;
Use your voice,&lt;br /&gt;
every single time you open up your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the boys,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the girls,&lt;br /&gt;
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it till you&#39;re nuts,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it out for the ones that&#39;ll hate your guts.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the deaf,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the blind,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing about everyone that you left behind.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it out,&lt;br /&gt;
Boy, they&#39;re gonna sell what tomorrow needs&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it out,&lt;br /&gt;
Girl, they&#39;re gonna kill what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;ve got to make a choice,&lt;br /&gt;
If the music drowns you out.&lt;br /&gt;
And raise your voice,&lt;br /&gt;
Every single time they try and shut your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the boys,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the girls,&lt;br /&gt;
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it till you&#39;re nuts,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it out for the ones that&#39;ll hate your guts.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the deaf,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the blind,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing about everyone that you left behind.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cleaned-up corporation progress,&lt;br /&gt;
Dying in the process.&lt;br /&gt;
Children that can talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the webways.&lt;br /&gt;
People moving sideways,&lt;br /&gt;
Sell it till your last days.&lt;br /&gt;
Buy yourself the motivation,&lt;br /&gt;
Generation nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing but a dead scene,&lt;br /&gt;
Product of a white dream.&lt;br /&gt;
I am not the singer that you wanted,&lt;br /&gt;
but a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;
I refuse to answer,&lt;br /&gt;
Talk about the past,&lt;br /&gt;
Sir and wrote it for the ones who want to get away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Keep running!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the boys,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the girls,&lt;br /&gt;
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it till you&#39;re nuts,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it out for the ones that&#39;ll hate your guts.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the deaf,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the blind,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing about everyone that you left behind.&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;ve got to see what tomorrow brings!&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, you&#39;ve got to be what tomorrow needs!&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world,&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it for the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
CREE Y ATREVETE (HAS SHA)&lt;br /&gt;
Bailan las flores al amanecer&lt;br /&gt;
Siente la lluvia del cielo caer&lt;br /&gt;
Abre tus alas, tus sueños ya quieren volar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Se quien quieres ser&lt;br /&gt;
brilla en donde estés&lt;br /&gt;
Escucha bien tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;
cree atrévete.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pinta tu mundo de rosa pastel&lt;br /&gt;
cree en tu talento es tuyo el pincel&lt;br /&gt;
Con magia y destello al manto estelar volaras.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Se quien quieres ser&lt;br /&gt;
brilla en donde estés&lt;br /&gt;
Escucha bien tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;
cree solo cree atrévete.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vuela a la cima de tu libertad&lt;br /&gt;
suelta tus miedos lo vas a lograr.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Se quien quieres ser&lt;br /&gt;
brilla en donde estés&lt;br /&gt;
Escucha bien tu corazón cree&lt;br /&gt;
vive tu canción grata inspiración,&lt;br /&gt;
Escúchate no pierdas fe&lt;br /&gt;
cree solo cree…atrévete&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE (Teen Angels)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
DESPUÉS DE UN GRAN DOLOR&lt;br /&gt;
SIENTO QUE MUERO&lt;br /&gt;
SI DAÑO LO QUE AMO&lt;br /&gt;
VOY PERDIENDO&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
NO PUEDO SEGUIR MÁS&lt;br /&gt;
NO TENGO TIEMPO&lt;br /&gt;
TE QUIERO VER A VOS&lt;br /&gt;
EN MIS RECUERDOS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
YA VOY&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
TE VEO&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
YO ESTOY&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
TE SIENTO&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN VACIARTE&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN QUEBRARTE&lt;br /&gt;
TOMA MI MANO&lt;br /&gt;
PARA AFERRARTE&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN RODEARTE&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN MATARTE&lt;br /&gt;
Y DEJARTE&lt;br /&gt;
A UN LADO DE MÁS&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
DESPUÉS DE LO QUE FUE&lt;br /&gt;
NADA ES LO MISMO&lt;br /&gt;
ME HABLA EL CORAZÓN&lt;br /&gt;
Y SIGO VIVO&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
YA VOY&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
YA LLEGO&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
YO ESTOY&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
TE SIENTO&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
CON BOMBAS&lt;br /&gt;
CON TRAMPAS&lt;br /&gt;
CON MIEDO&lt;br /&gt;
CON ARMAS&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN ROBARTE&lt;br /&gt;
LA MEMORIA&lt;br /&gt;
HASTA INVENTAR&lt;br /&gt;
QUE HAY OTRA HISTORIA&lt;br /&gt;
ESCRITA PARA NO PENSAR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN VACIARTE&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN QUEBRARTE&lt;br /&gt;
TOMA MI MANO&lt;br /&gt;
PARA AFERRARTE&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN RODEARTE&lt;br /&gt;
PUEDEN MATARTE&lt;br /&gt;
Y DEJARTE&lt;br /&gt;
A UN LADO DEL MAR&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
RESISTE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
AWAKE AND ALIVE (Skillet)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m at war with the world and they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Try to pull me into the dark&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I struggle to find my faith&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
As I’m slippin’ from your arms&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
It’s getting harder to stay awake&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
And my strength is fading fast&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
You breathe into me at last&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m awake I’m alive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now I know what I believe inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now it’s my time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’ll do what I want ’cause this is my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
right here, right now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’ll stand my ground and never back down&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I know what I believe inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m awake and I’m alive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m at war with the world cause I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Ain’t never gonna sell my soul&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’ve already made up my mind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
No matter what I can’t be bought or sold&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
When my faith is getting weak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
And I feel like giving in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
You breathe into me again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m awake I’m alive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now I know what I believe inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now it’s my time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’ll do what I want ’cause this is my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
right here, right now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’ll stand my ground and never back down&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I know what I believe inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m awake and I’m alive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Waking up waking up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
In the dark&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I can feel you in my sleep&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
In your arms I feel you breathe into me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Forever hold this heart that I will give to you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Forever I will live for you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m awake I’m alive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now I know what I believe inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now it’s my time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’ll do what I want ’cause this is my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
right here, right now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’ll stand my ground and never back down&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I know what I believe inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I’m awake and I’m alive&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
FLY (Rihanna)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I wish today it will rain all day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Maybe that will kinda make the pain go away&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Trying to forgive you for abandoning me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Praying but I think I’m still an angel away&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Angel away, yeah strange in a way&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Maybe that is why I chase strangers away&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
They got their guns out aiming at me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
But I become near when they aiming at me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Me, me, me against them&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Me against enemies, me against friends&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Somehow they both seem to become one&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
A sea full of sharks and they all see blood&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
They start coming and I start rising&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Must be surprising, I’m just summising&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Win, thrive, soar, higher, higher, higher&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
More fire.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Everybody wanna try to box me in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Suffocating everytime it locks me in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Paint they own pictures than they crop me in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
But I will remain where the top begins&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Cause I am not a word, I am not a line&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I am not a girl that can every be defined&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I am not fly, I am levitation&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I represent an entire generation&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I hear the criticism loud and clear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
That is how I know that the time is near&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
So we become alive in a time of fear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
And I aint got no muthaf-cking time to spare&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Cry my eyes out for days upon days&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Such a heavy burden placed upon me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
But when you go hard your nay’s become yay’s&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Yankee Stadium with Jay’s and Kanye’s&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Get ready for it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Get ready for it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Get ready for it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Get ready for it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Get ready for it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To fly.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
So There You have the songs that always make me thing why I&#39;ve launched myself to the pool this time, And why I&#39;ll keep doing it in every chance I have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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Hey Guys, long time no see, right? I&#39;ve been working all for this three months at Loveland Sky Area. At first it was something unknown to me and &#39;cause of that I was really scare, but now I know that I was looking for something with this journey, And part of that I guess was myself.&lt;br /&gt;
OK, after I started working, the job became something tedious and in the other side,&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;wonderful, because I met a lot of&amp;nbsp;wonderful&amp;nbsp;new people. So as in&amp;nbsp;everything&amp;nbsp;we do, I got good and bad stuff that happened to me, but I only intent to take the good with me. jaja, I ain&#39;t&amp;nbsp;masochist.&lt;br /&gt;
And sometimes when I was working and found a time for my myself I always asked what was what made me the way I&#39;m, besides my family and friends obviously, and I realize that I love music, so I star to listen more&amp;nbsp;carefully&amp;nbsp;to what I&#39;ve been listened since I was a teenager, and found some&amp;nbsp;answers. So... here are some of them, from&amp;nbsp;various&amp;nbsp;artists and in&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;languages:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
TIEMPO (Erreway)&lt;br /&gt;
Para los que sienten soledad&lt;br /&gt;
los que ceren que perdido estas&lt;br /&gt;
para los que estan al borde del abismo&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
para los que ya tocaron fondo&lt;br /&gt;
y ceren que ya perdieron todo&lt;br /&gt;
para los suicidas que corren ya sin vida&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cambia ya tus sueños nada mas&lt;br /&gt;
con el mismo cuerpo comenzar&lt;br /&gt;
tiempo de cambiar, tiempo de empezar&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
tiempo de cambio, de lluvia, de sol&lt;br /&gt;
tiempo de hacer el amor&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
tiempo lucha de gran confusion&lt;br /&gt;
tiempo de hacer el amor&lt;br /&gt;
tiempo&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
para los campeones que perdem peleas&lt;br /&gt;
para los guerreros que no tienen guerra&lt;br /&gt;
para los que ya no lucham en la tierra&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
para los que dudan y no eligen nada&lt;br /&gt;
los que tienen miedo y puertas cerradas&lt;br /&gt;
para los ausentes los sobrevivientes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cambia ya tus sueños nada mas&lt;br /&gt;
con el mismo cuerpo comenzar&lt;br /&gt;
tiempo de cambiar, tiempo de empezar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
NO ESTES SEGURO (Erreway)&lt;br /&gt;
Estar seguro&lt;br /&gt;
Es venderte en cuotas&lt;br /&gt;
Armarte una muralla&lt;br /&gt;
Al corazon&lt;br /&gt;
Dejar que te licuen&lt;br /&gt;
La pasion&lt;br /&gt;
Estar seguro es eso&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Estar seguro&lt;br /&gt;
Es sentir lo tibio&lt;br /&gt;
Jamas quedarte&lt;br /&gt;
En carne viva&lt;br /&gt;
Donde no hay incendio&lt;br /&gt;
No hay heridas&lt;br /&gt;
Mal heridas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Jamas tendras&lt;br /&gt;
Un gran amor&lt;br /&gt;
Pero estaras tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;
Te sentiras seguro&lt;br /&gt;
Y dormiras sin sueños&lt;br /&gt;
El mundo pasara sin vos&lt;br /&gt;
No sentira tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;
Le faltara tu amor&lt;br /&gt;
Y tu alma clara&lt;br /&gt;
Tendras miedo a volar&lt;br /&gt;
No te creceran alas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No estes seguro&lt;br /&gt;
Baja a los mas hondo&lt;br /&gt;
Y trata de subir sin cuerdas&lt;br /&gt;
Llegar muy alto&lt;br /&gt;
Y caer a ciegas&lt;br /&gt;
Que corra sangre por tus venas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No estes seguro&lt;br /&gt;
El cielo es el infierno&lt;br /&gt;
Si no enfermas hasta llorar de amor&lt;br /&gt;
Sentir a fondo&lt;br /&gt;
Hasta perderlo todo&lt;br /&gt;
Sobrevivir es estar muerto&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Jamas tendras&lt;br /&gt;
Un gran amor&lt;br /&gt;
Pero estaras tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;
Te sentiras seguro&lt;br /&gt;
Y dormiras sin sueños&lt;br /&gt;
El mundo pasara sin vos&lt;br /&gt;
No sentira tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;
Le faltara tu amor&lt;br /&gt;
Y tu alma clara&lt;br /&gt;
Tendras miedo a volar&lt;br /&gt;
No te creceran alas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
THIS IS ME (Demi Lovato)&lt;br /&gt;
Always been the kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;
That hid my face&lt;br /&gt;
So afraid to tell the world&lt;br /&gt;
What I&#39;ve got to say&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I have this dream&lt;br /&gt;
Right inside of me&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m gonna let it show&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s time to let you know&lt;br /&gt;
To let you know&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m exactly where I&#39;m supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now I&#39;ve found who I am&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;
No more hiding who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;
This is me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you know what it&#39;s like&lt;br /&gt;
To feel so in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;
To dream about a life&lt;br /&gt;
Where you&#39;re the shining star&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even though it seems&lt;br /&gt;
Like it&#39;s too far away&lt;br /&gt;
I have to believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s the only way&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m exactly where I&#39;m supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now I&#39;ve found who I am&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;
No more hiding who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;
This is me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re the voice I hear inside my head&lt;br /&gt;
The reason that I&#39;m singing&lt;br /&gt;
I need to find you, I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re the missing piece I need&lt;br /&gt;
The song inside of me&lt;br /&gt;
I need to find you, I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m exactly where I&#39;m supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;
No more hiding who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;
This is me, this is me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now I&#39;ve found who I am&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;
No more hiding who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;
This is me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
WHO WILL I BE (Demi Lovato)&lt;br /&gt;
Ohhh...&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah.Yeah.Yeah.Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How to choose?&lt;br /&gt;
Who to be?&lt;br /&gt;
Well, let&#39;s see&lt;br /&gt;
There are so many choices now.&lt;br /&gt;
Play guitar, be a movie star.&lt;br /&gt;
In my head are voices&lt;br /&gt;
Why not, try everything?&lt;br /&gt;
Why stop, reach for any dream?&lt;br /&gt;
I can rock, cause it&#39;s my life.&lt;br /&gt;
And now&#39;s the time,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who will i be?&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s up to me&lt;br /&gt;
All the never ending possibilities&lt;br /&gt;
That I can see&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s nothing that i can&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;
Who will i be?&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I believe&lt;br /&gt;
I get to make the future what I want to&lt;br /&gt;
If I could become anyone and know the choice is up to me&lt;br /&gt;
Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I decide,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m the girl to change the world&lt;br /&gt;
I can do it anytime.&lt;br /&gt;
Opportunity right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;
And the choices,all mine&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why not, try everything?&lt;br /&gt;
Why stop, reach for any dream?&lt;br /&gt;
I can rock, cause it&#39;s my life.&lt;br /&gt;
And now&#39;s the time,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who will i be?&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s up to me&lt;br /&gt;
All the never ending possibilities&lt;br /&gt;
That I can see&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s nothing that i can&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;
Who will i be?&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I believe&lt;br /&gt;
I get to make the future what I want to&lt;br /&gt;
If I could become anyone and know the choice is up to me&lt;br /&gt;
Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna find out who I am inside.&lt;br /&gt;
Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna show the, the way that I can shine...&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah...Oh yeah..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who will i be?&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s up to me&lt;br /&gt;
All the never ending possibilities&lt;br /&gt;
That I can see&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s nothing that i can&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;
Who will i be?&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I believe&lt;br /&gt;
I get to make the future what I want to&lt;br /&gt;
If I could become anyone and know the choice is up to me&lt;br /&gt;
Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ohh..who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;
Who will I be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
THIS IS THE LIFE (Miley Cirus)&lt;br /&gt;
Take the world&lt;br /&gt;
Shaking; stirring&lt;br /&gt;
That&#39;s what I&#39;ve goin&#39; on&lt;br /&gt;
I throw my cares up in the air&lt;br /&gt;
And I don&#39;t think they&#39;re comin&#39; down&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, I love how it feels right now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is the life! Hold on tight!&lt;br /&gt;
And this is the dream&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s all I need!&lt;br /&gt;
You never know where you&#39;ll find it&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;m gonna take my time, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m still getting it right&lt;br /&gt;
This is the Life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Takin&#39; in a whole new sea&lt;br /&gt;
Swimming with a new crowd (crowd)&lt;br /&gt;
Breakin&#39; down the old four walls&lt;br /&gt;
And building them up from the ground&lt;br /&gt;
I love how it feels right now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is the life! (life!)&lt;br /&gt;
Hold on tight! (hold on, hold on!)&lt;br /&gt;
And this is the dream! (dream!)&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s all I need! (hold on!)&lt;br /&gt;
You never know where you&#39;ll find it&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;m gonna take my time yeah.&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;m still getting it right&lt;br /&gt;
This is the life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna follow my own lead, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;
Kick back and feel the breeze!&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing but the blue sky!&lt;br /&gt;
As far as I can see!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is the life&lt;br /&gt;
Hold on tight!&lt;br /&gt;
And this is the dream!&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s all I need!&lt;br /&gt;
You never know where you&#39;ll find it&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;m gonna take my time, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m still getting it right&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is the life! (life! Yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;
Hold on tight! (hold on, hold on!)&lt;br /&gt;
And this is the dream! (dream!)&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s all I need! (hold on!)&lt;br /&gt;
You never know where you&#39;ll find&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;m gonna take my time yeah&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m still getting it right&lt;br /&gt;
This is the Life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
THE CLIMB (Miley Cirus)&lt;br /&gt;
I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;
That dream I&#39;m dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;
Theres a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;br /&gt;
Youll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;
Every step I&#39;m taking,&lt;br /&gt;
Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;
Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;
My faith is shaking but I&lt;br /&gt;
Got to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;
Got to keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Theres always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;
Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;
Aint about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;
Aint about whats waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;
Its the climb&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The struggles Im facing,&lt;br /&gt;
The chances Im taking&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;
No Im not breaking&lt;br /&gt;
The pain Im knowing&lt;br /&gt;
But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;
Im going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;
Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;
And I,&lt;br /&gt;
I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;
Just keep pushing on,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Theres always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;
Im always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;
Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;
Aint about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;
Aint about whats waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;
Its the climb&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Theres always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;
Im always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;
Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;
Aint about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;
Aint about whats waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;
Its the climb&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Keep on moving&lt;br /&gt;
Keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;
Keep the faith baby&lt;br /&gt;
Its all about&lt;br /&gt;
Its all about&lt;br /&gt;
The climb&lt;br /&gt;
Keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;
Keep your faith&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
SOMEONE IS WATCHING OVER ME (Hlillary Duff)&lt;br /&gt;
Found myself today&lt;br /&gt;
Oh I found myself and ran away&lt;br /&gt;
Something pulled me back&lt;br /&gt;
The voice of reason I forgot I had&lt;br /&gt;
All I know is just you&#39;re not here to say&lt;br /&gt;
What you always used to say&lt;br /&gt;
But it&#39;s written in the sky tonight&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I won&#39;t give up&lt;br /&gt;
No I won&#39;t break down&lt;br /&gt;
Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;
And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;
Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;
When I&#39;m standing in the dark I&#39;ll still believe&lt;br /&gt;
Someone&#39;s watching over me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Seen that ray of light&lt;br /&gt;
And it&#39;s shining on my destiny&lt;br /&gt;
Shining all the time&lt;br /&gt;
And I wont be afraid&lt;br /&gt;
To follow everywhere it&#39;s taking me&lt;br /&gt;
All I know is yesterday is gone&lt;br /&gt;
And right now I belong&lt;br /&gt;
To this moment to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I won&#39;t give up&lt;br /&gt;
No I won&#39;t break down&lt;br /&gt;
Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;
And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;
Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;
When I&#39;m standing in the dark I&#39;ll still believe&lt;br /&gt;
Someone&#39;s watching over me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn&#39;t matter what people say&lt;br /&gt;
And it doesn&#39;t matter how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;
Believe in yourself and you&#39;ll fly high&lt;br /&gt;
And it only matters how true you are&lt;br /&gt;
Be true to yourself and follow your heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I won&#39;t give up&lt;br /&gt;
No I won&#39;t break down&lt;br /&gt;
Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;
And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;
Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;
When I&#39;m standing in the dark I&#39;ll still believe&lt;br /&gt;
That I won&#39;t give up&lt;br /&gt;
No I won&#39;t break down&lt;br /&gt;
Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;
And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;
Even when it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;
When I&#39;m standing in the dark I&#39;ll still believe&lt;br /&gt;
That someone&#39;s watching over&lt;br /&gt;
Someone&#39;s watching over&lt;br /&gt;
Someone&#39;s watching over me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Someone&#39;s watching over me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Como va? todo bien? yo medio nerviosa pero mas calmada. Esta mañana cuando estaba aterrizando en Dallas estaba mas nerviosa que si estuviera peleando por mi vida. Y todo fue al pepe, por que entre re facil sin ningun problema, y ahora estoy oficialmente en los Estados Unidos de America. SOLA. cuando programe este viaje, fue muy sencillo decirlo y agrandarme de que me iba a ir sola, pero ahora me achique de un porrazo en la cabeza. Da miedo salir del nido, como se dice, salir de lo conocido, e ir hacia lo que uno no conoce. El fururo puedo ser tanto bueno como male, pero el miedo no es a fracasar o a que pase algo malo, el miedo es a la incertidumbre, a no saber lo que sera, a no tener el control.&lt;br /&gt;
Yo me decia una y otra vez, cuando el avion despegaba ayer de Ezeiza; que todos los personajes que admiro, se animaron a mas, se tiraron a la pileta y a pesar de que tenian miedo lo hicieron y sacaron buenas cosas de la experiencia, y si no aunque sea aprendieron algo. &amp;nbsp;Asi que me dicidi a imitarlos, asi que aca estoy, lo que vendra vendra y yo voy a aprender de esta experiencia y disfrutar todo al maximo.&lt;br /&gt;
Nos vemos en la proxima. Bye&lt;/div&gt;
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Holaaaaaaaa, esta ves lo escribo en español el post para hacercela facil a algunos de mis amigos, (que me dijeron que les daba paja usar el traductor de google).&lt;br /&gt;
Bueno, hace mucho que no escribia y tengo mucho que decir. En primer lugar y re importante; me voy a trabajar tres meses a Estados Unidos. Voy sola, sin mi familia y es un gran paso, y sobre todo una gran aventura. Quien diria? El año pasado, a esta altura, ni soñaba con que esto era posible; pero &amp;nbsp;durante el año se concreto y mañana estoy saliendo, para Denver, Colorado. Es un paso enorme, y estoy re contenta, pero tambien re nerviosa. Ayer, haciendo la valija, recien cai en la cuenta, y me puse a pensar: ¡¿quien me mando a meterme a mi en esto?!!!! jajaj, bueno en fin, a partir de ahora voy a postear mucho y poner videos de youtube con lo que este haciendo a diario, como un diario de viaje, escrito(aca) y en video(youtube). Estoy completa no?jeje.&lt;br /&gt;
si busco una cita que pueda irle bien a la situacion se me viene a la cabeza un par de la serie de Casi Angeles:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&quot;Flotando en el viento&quot;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuando no sabés a dónde vas, cualquier camino puede servir. Dan miedo los cruces de camino. Da miedo partir. Da miedo volver. Las preguntas, las respuestas dan miedo. Si no sabés hacia donde vas, lo mejor es dejarte llevar, como flotando en el viento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A veces hay que desprenderse del equipaje, y como una pluma, dejarse llevar por el viento. Como decía el poeta González Tuñón, “para que a cada paso, un paisaje, una emoción o una contrariedad nos reconcilien con la vida pequeña, y su muerte pequeña”. Para que un día nos queden unos cuantos recuerdos, para poder decir “estuve en tal recodo”, para poder decir “estuve en tal pasión”, para poder decir “estuve en tal pueblo fantasma, en tal amistad, haciendo tal cosa”. Para poder decir “yo estuve ahí”. Para poder hacer todo eso, es necesario no temerle a partir, ni a volver. Porque estamos en una encrucijada de caminos que parten y que vuelven, si no sabemos hacia dónde ir, hay que dejarse llevar por el viento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;El viento lleva, y a la vez trae. El viento nos puede llevar a lugares insospechados. Flotando en el aire, están todas las preguntas y todas las respuestas. Y flotando en el viento, iremos a donde debamos ir.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;&lt;u&gt;&quot;La Liberación&quot;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todos buscamos la libertad, queremos ser libres. Una adolescente piensa ‘cuando crezca y no tenga que obedecer más a mis padres ahí si voy a ser libre’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;¿Pero qué es ser libre? ¿No estar presos es ser libre? La libertad es peculiar, angustia tanto no tenerla, como tenerla. Ser libre a veces te llena de miedos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leí sobre el caso de un hombre que era asmático y que fue puesto preso. La paradoja es que en la cárcel se le fue el asma. En la cárcel no hay opción. La libertad te da miles de opciones. La libertad te obliga a elegir. Una libertad te obliga. Es una paradoja. Hay que estar preparado para reclamar libertad porque la podes conseguir. Ser liberado es como abrir los ojos a la luz después de mucha oscuridad. La libertad encandila, enceguece.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Libertad suena a no tener límites, pero en realidad ser libres es tener la libertad de moverse entre algunos límites. Libertad es mucho más que elegir, es hacerse cargo de esa elección. Es más fácil hacerle caso a alguien que hacerse caso a sí mismo, porque eso es ser libre, hacerte caso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;¿Quién queres ser? ¿Vas a hacerte cargo de lo que elegís? ¿Vas a elegir? Aunque no quieras, aunque no lo sepas, siempre elegimos. Estamos condenados a ser libres. Ser libres es ser esclavo de las consecuencias de tu elección. Otra paradoja. Y hacerte cargo de las consecuencias de tus elecciones te vuelve a liberar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todos buscamos la libertad. Habrá que hacerse cargo de lo que hiciste, lo que haces y lo que harás, y tener una vida condenadamente libre y plena de sentido.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Asi Que bueno, eso es todo por hoy. Mañana voy a seguir posteando. Nos vemos Gente and Wish me luck for my new travel, my new life, my new adventure. see you tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;XOXO Caro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hi again guys!!! This couple of days have been&amp;nbsp;rough to me so I&#39;ll make a&amp;nbsp;quick&amp;nbsp;post&amp;nbsp;that shows how to hold on tight to sanity when you&#39;re being in a&amp;nbsp;difficult&amp;nbsp;path. The quotes for today are in&amp;nbsp;Spanish, I listened to them a few years ago from one of my&amp;nbsp;favorites&amp;nbsp;TV&amp;nbsp;series. I Dedicate this post to my Dad, that was operated this past&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;from cancer, but he is fine already. Dad I love you with all my heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;El Futuro es Hoy&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;Nos preocupa mucho el futuro, vivimos pensando en el futuro... en el porvenir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Creemos que todo lo importante ésta por pasar en algún momento del futuro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Pensamos mucho en lo que hacemos, dudamos porque tenemos miedo de arruinarnos el futuro con las decisiones del presente, ¿Pero qué es el futuro?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Tiempo, dentro de 60 años... o dentro de 10 segundos, son la misma cosa, en 60 años o 10 segundos puede pasar cualquier cosa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Ponemos en el futuro una carga muy pesada, en el futuro seremos felices... en el futuro cumpliremos nuestros sueños.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;En el futuro esta todo lo bueno por venir y todo lo malo por evitar, pero lo único cierto es que el futuro es incierto... no podemos saber si viviremos 60 años o 10 segundos más, por eso el futuro es hoy.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;“Sobre como no perder la esperanza”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;La esperanza no es soñar con lo posible, sino con lo imposible. El que tiene esperanza corre el riesgo de que eso que espera nunca llegue. La esperanza es prima hermana de la utopía. Es un brote verde en el desierto. Ahí donde todo está perdido, donde solo hay desconsuelo, desolación, vacío, donde solo hay restos de un pasado que nunca va a volver. Ahí también hay esperanza, porque la esperanza es lo que queda cuando ya no queda nada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La esperanza está hecha de futuro. La esperanza es la que nos va a mantener vivos cuando ya no queden razones para vivir. Por eso es tan importante conservar la esperanza.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Yo quiero lo que quiero y no paro hasta lograrlo. Y si no logro mala suerte, el no ya lo tengo. ¿Ahora si lo logro? ¿Si lo logro qué man? Para mi querer algo es como, viste cuando uno está en un desierto que lo único que quiere es agua porque se está muriendo de sed. Bueno, y esa esperanza de encontrar el agua es lo que te mantiene vivo, lo que te da ganas de seguir. En cambio si no tenes esa esperanza man, te morís muerto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La esperanza man, es tener fe en que existen los oasis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La esperanza se conserva con paciencia sabiendo que todo llega, en su momento.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La esperanza se conserva con fe, fe en uno mismo y en la vida. La esperanza se conserva con templanza. La templanza es lo contrario a la desesperación, es saber esperar, con tranquilidad, con moderación man.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La esperanza se conserva usando la razón por sobre todas las pasiones man.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La esperanza se conserva con ilusión y con fe, con mucha fe en que la vida te va a tirar ese centro que tanto necesitamos para meter el gol.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;La falta de fe es falta de luz, porque la fe es creer en algo aunque no lo podamos ver. Perder la fe es estar convencidos de que eso que no está no va a estar nunca.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La fe es una conquista que se pone a prueba todos los días. El que pierde la fe puede perder un juego, aunque lo esté ganando. Si uno pierde la fe se entrega a la muerte.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Dicen que la fe mueve montañas, pero una montaña de fe mueve mucho más. Si vos crees en algo, por más que todos te digan que estás loco, no dudes, tenete fe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;No hay nada peor que darse por vencido, aún cuando veas todo negro, cuando no veas la salida, cuando creas que no vale la pena seguir creyendo en eso que creías. Seguí, cerrá los ojos bien fuerte y tene fe. Porque el secreto no es una pluma o la magia, el secreto es la fe, fe en la magia. La fe en que tu suerte puede cambiar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;La vida va a poner tu fe a prueba una y mil veces, solo depende de cuanta fe tengas en lo que querés, de cuanta fe tengas en vos, de cuanta fe tengas en la vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Murphy dice que los sucesos fortuitos tienden a suceder todos juntos. Yo prefiero creer que es una cuestión de fe.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;“Déjame llorar”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;Debes llorar todo ese dolor, llorar la tristeza, llorar las tragedias, llorarlo todo. Llorar todo el dolor, sacarlo, porque ocupa un lugar de la alegría, del amor. Cuando lloras no solo lloras el dolor, también lloras el odio, el resentimiento, la frustración, te vacías de todo eso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Cuando lloras riegas, y tal vez algo florezca. Porque cada lágrima trae una enseñanza, cada lágrima es una parte de ti que muere, cada lagrima es algo de ti que quiere renacer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Y una vez que lo hayas llorado todo, toda la tristeza, la soledad, comprenderás que las cosas simplemente son como son, y no por eso han de ser malas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Las cosas son como son, bellas, duras, inexplicables, complicadas. Hay de todo en la vida, obstáculos, alegría, sin sabores… llora mucho, pero luego ríe, porque eso hacen las esperanzas, lloran todo lo que esperan pero ríen sabiendo lo que vendrá.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I hope you enjoyed them, XOXO and I&#39;ll see you on the next post.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hi again guys. How are you doing? The other night I reread a email that was sent to me by a chain of them. It was about a series of&amp;nbsp;slides about a Pablo Neruda&#39;s poem: &quot;Die Slowly&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
When I read it, I felt that that was exactly my kind of words in a poem. The kind I want to tell people every day and being&amp;nbsp;heard&amp;nbsp;by them. The kind I want to write in a&amp;nbsp;graffiti. Thous words are the ones that worth talking off. For meanings like that, the world has seen a lot of wars and a lot of persons had died, so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who follows the same routes every day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who does not speak and does not experience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;dotting ones &quot;it’s&quot; rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;that turn a yawn into a smile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who is unhappy at work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who does not risk certainty for uncertainty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;to thus follow a dream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;die slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;He who does not travel, who does not read, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who does not listen to music, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who does not find grace in himself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;she who does not find grace in herself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;dies slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who does not allow himself to be helped, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the
rain that never stops, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;dies slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask
questions on subjects he doesn&#39;t know, he or she who don&#39;t reply when they are
asked something they do know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;die slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s try and avoid death in small doses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;reminding yourself that being alive requires an effort far greater than
the simple fact of breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;Only a burning patience will lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;to the attainment of a splendid happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you liked it, see you in the next post.&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/7020855936284704383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2012/09/die-slowly-by-pablo-neruda.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/7020855936284704383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/7020855936284704383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2012/09/die-slowly-by-pablo-neruda.html' title='Die Slowly By Pablo Neruda'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-2258902090901329165</id><published>2012-08-27T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-08-27T00:59:51.685+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate? Why hate someone or something when we could be better than that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
The other day I was in youtube and I found a video of the last minutes from one of my favorite&amp;nbsp;series&#39;s&amp;nbsp;season finale episode. &quot;Casi Angeles: La Resistencia&quot; The episode ends with a&amp;nbsp;Gandhi&#39;s quote, (&lt;i&gt;&quot;Uno obtiene aquello para lo que se hace digno&quot;&lt;/i&gt;) &amp;nbsp;and we know that most of his phrases were about not hating the others that are bad to us, but of forgiveness, love, peace, and of being better persons. This made me remember when I read the last book of Florencia Bonelli, an Argentinian author, &quot;Caballo de Fuego Gaza&quot;. The Book stars also with a quote from&amp;nbsp;Gandhi. And is really a thoughtful one. It makes us thing of what do we want from life, want we can give back to it, and how to live by.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Ojo por ojo, y el mundo acabará ciego.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&quot;An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small; text-align: -webkit-center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
After that I star to look for more quotes about this man, and I tried to put some of them in here. The ones that I wrote down are all&amp;nbsp;similar&amp;nbsp;to each other, and gives us examples of life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Puesto que yo soy imperfecto y necesito la tolerancia y la bondad de los demás, también he de tolerar los defectos del mundo hasta que pueda encontrar el secreto que me permita ponerles remedio.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;La violencia es el miedo a los ideales de los demás.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;No hay camino para la paz, la paz es el camino.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Hate the sin, love the sinner.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;You must be the change you want to see in the world.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Man often becomes what he believes himself to be. If I keep on saying to myself that I cannot do a certain thing, it is possible that I may end by really becoming incapable of doing it. On the contrary, if I have the belief that I can do it, I shall surely acquire the capacity to do it even if I may not have it at the beginning.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;It&#39;s the action, not the fruit of the action, that&#39;s important. You have to do the right thing. It may not be in your power, may not be in your time, that there&#39;ll be any fruit. But that doesn&#39;t mean you stop doing the right thing. You may never know what results come from your action. But if you do nothing, there will be no result.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Anger and intolerance are the enemies of correct understanding.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;“The difference between what we do and what we are capable of doing would suffice to solve most of the world&#39;s problems”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;“A man is but the product of his thoughts. What he thinks, he becomes.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small; text-align: -webkit-center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;Here is the video I talked about. It&#39;s in&amp;nbsp;Spanish, I hope that that won&#39;t be a problem for you guys. :) I&#39;t&#39;s a series from Argentina after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;Love you guys, enjoy this post, and see you on the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A week ago I was finishing reading the sixth book of the series Chicagoland Vamps from Chloe Neill, &quot;Biting Cold&quot;. I will not tell you what it says, because I don&#39;t want to spoil the read if haven&#39;t read yet. But While I was traveling in Merit universe I heard her saying something that made me think about a lot of stuff about life. Well you know, every&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;I have, I&amp;nbsp;analyse&amp;nbsp;a quote from something.&lt;br /&gt;
This particular quote, make me think about how we go about every day life, about haw much&amp;nbsp;selfishness we may find in it. But also, how much unselfishness, how much solidarity, and above all how much love.&amp;nbsp;Those&amp;nbsp;thoughts led me to see that there is&amp;nbsp;balance&amp;nbsp;in every aspect of this world, and in every aspect of us. We are black and white, good and evil. We hate and we love, and all of it mostly in the same quantity.&lt;br /&gt;
This quote also talk about how we would like to do something but we need to do the opposite, even though we don&#39;t like it; because is the right thing to do. We try every day to make this world a better one.So here it is...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;We all have days when we feel small. Really small. Completely inadequate, but saddled with all this&amp;nbsp;responsibility.&amp;nbsp;(...) There are days when I would have to pull the cover over my head and say to hell with it. But I don&#39;t do that. And most people don&#39;t do that. Most people get up and do their jobs and work their asses off for no reward at all - but just so &amp;nbsp;they can get up the next day and do the whole thing over again. The world isn&#39;t perfect, and some days it wears you down. You can either accept that and face it, and be a help to others instead of a hindrance. Or you can decide that the rules are too tough and they shouldn&#39;t apply to you, and you can ignore them and make things harder for everybody else. Sometimes life is about being sad and doing things anyway. Sometimes is about being hurt and doing things anyway. The point isn&#39;t perfection. The point is doing it anyway. (...) You make a go of it, the hard way - one day at a time, and with patience&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
OK, so what are your thoughts about this. I loved the book when I read it, and I love the context in which was make this speech, I just can say that was Merit the&amp;nbsp;speaker. Tell me if you feel the same that her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hi there guy, here are a couple of quotes, that speak for themselves. We&amp;nbsp;continue&amp;nbsp;on the same line as the other posts, talking mostly of our choices.&amp;nbsp;Suffice&amp;nbsp;is to say that all of them lead us to think about our own lives a how we are living them. (By the way there are some quote in&amp;nbsp;Spanish)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;The
only reality you can control is the one you’re willing to face—and who would
want to live in a reality that was controlled by someone else? It’s a cage, no
matter how gilded. Every lie a person tell oneself forges another link in the
chains that bind.&quot; (Fever Series)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;How
much truth can you face? How free do you dare to be? If the choice is yours—and
it is—wouldn’t you crave absolute freedom? The more clearly one sees that
there’s nothing within, the more power one has to create whatever one wants
without.&quot; (Fever Series)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;Todos
buscamos la libertad, queremos ser libres. Una adolescente piensa ‘cuando crezca y no tenga que obedecer más a mis
padres ahí si voy a ser libre’&lt;br /&gt;
¿Pero qué es ser libre? ¿No estar presos es ser libre? La libertad es peculiar, angustia tanto no tenerla, como tenerla. Ser
libre a veces te llena de miedos.&lt;br /&gt;
Leí sobre el caso de un hombre que era asmático y que fue puesto preso. La paradoja es que en la cárcel se le fue el
asma. En la cárcel no hay opción. La libertad te da miles de opciones.
La libertad te obliga a elegir. Una libertad te obliga. Es una paradoja. Hay
que estar preparado para reclamar libertad porque la podes conseguir. Ser
liberado es como abrir los ojos a la luz después de mucha oscuridad. La
libertad encandila, enceguece.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Libertad
suena a no tener límites, pero en realidad ser libres es tener la libertad de
moverse entre algunos límites. Libertad es mucho más que elegir, es hacerse
cargo de esa elección. Es más fácil hacerle caso a alguien que hacerse caso a
sí mismo, porque eso es ser libre, hacerte caso.&lt;br /&gt;
¿Quién queres ser? ¿Vas a hacerte cargo de lo que elegís? ¿Vas a elegir? Aunque
no quieras, aunque no lo sepas, siempre elegimos. Estamos condenados a ser
libres. Ser libres es ser esclavo de las consecuencias de tu elección. Otra paradoja.
Y hacerte cargo de las consecuencias de tus elecciones te vuelve a liberar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Todos
buscamos la libertad. Habrá que hacerse cargo de lo que hiciste, lo que haces y
lo que harás, y tener una vida condenadamente libre y plena de sentido.&quot; (Casi Angeles, La Resistencia)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;The whole world is in
chess. Any move can be the death of you. Do anything except remain where you
started, and you can&#39;t be sure of your end. None of us know our end, really, or
what hand will guide us there. A king may move a man, a father may claim a son,
but that man can also move himself, and only then does that man truly begin his
own game. Remember that howsoever you are played or by whom, your soul is in
your keeping alone, even though those who presume to play you be kings or men
of power. When you stand before God, you cannot say, &quot;But I was told by
others to do thus,&quot; or that virtue was not convenient at the time. This
will not suffice.&quot; (Kingdom Of Heaven)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;The truth is a beautiful
and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with caution.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Harry Potter movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;It is our choices that show
what we truly are, far more than our abilities.&quot;(Harry Potter movies)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;The consequences of our
actions are so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very
difficult business indeed.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Harry Potter movies)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Numbing the pain for a
while will make it worse when you finally feel it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;It is my belief... that the
truth is generally preferable to lies.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Harry Potter movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;It matters not what someone
is born, but what they grow to be!&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Harry Potter movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;The time should come when
you have to make a choice between what is right, and what is easy.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Harry Potter movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;It was, he thought, the
difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death
and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps,
would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but I know that
there was all the difference in the world.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Harry Potter movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Your life is defined by its
opportunities... even the ones you miss.&quot; (The Curious Case Of Benjamin Buttom)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s not about how well you
play, it&#39;s how you feel about what you play.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(The Curious Case Of Benjamin Buttom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;I have to do the best I can with what
I have.&quot; (Batman: The Dark Knight)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Sometimes the truth isn&#39;t good enough.
Sometimes, people deserve more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sometimes people deserve to have their
faith rewarded...&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Batman: The Dark Knight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;You make your own luck...&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Batman: The Dark Knight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;The past can hurt. But the way I see
it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.&quot; (The Lion King)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Everything begins with choice.&quot; (Matrix)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Choice, the problem is choice.&quot; (Matrix)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Life
is like a box a chocolates, never know what you&#39;re gonna get.&quot; (Forest Gump)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;You
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;
to do the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt; with what
God gave you.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;(Forest Gump)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s
not living as such that&#39;s important, it’s living rightly.&quot; (Immortal)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;So.. what do you think about it? most of the quotes talk about the same, other no so much as the&amp;nbsp;contradict&amp;nbsp;one another. Like the ones talking about the truth of the lie.. You tell me what you think. Do you apply this concepts in your day to day life or not? It would be good to think about, after all, we don&#39;t read so many books and watch so many movies for nothing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hi Again guys. To change a little the topic, but not to much, I bring to you something that is mulling&amp;nbsp;around&amp;nbsp;our society mind. Bulling. This is so horrible, and so common at the same time. We watch on&amp;nbsp;TV&amp;nbsp;advertisements&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;how to prevent it, when at the same time we watch movies that shown&amp;nbsp;exactly&amp;nbsp;how this is. But a lot of people don get that there are serious consequences to their actions, that they can hurt others&amp;nbsp;permanently. I read a book that show us this. Is a YA book, called &quot;Keep Holding On&quot; by&amp;nbsp;Susane Colasanti. It&#39;s a really good book. Also I happen to find a video on youtube, that is called &quot; The Power Of Words&quot; and show us how young&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;can hurt other is they don&#39;t watch and think what are the gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hi again guys. I have to catch up a little so I&#39;m&amp;nbsp;making&amp;nbsp;another post already.&lt;br /&gt;
When you are&amp;nbsp;addicted&amp;nbsp;to books, you wanna read them no matter what, sometimes it doesn&#39;t matter how you get them either. We know&amp;nbsp;there&amp;nbsp;are a lot of e-piracy nowadays, and we know is not right. Even a&amp;nbsp;lot&amp;nbsp;of bloggers write about this topic in their blogs. I read a very simple a&amp;nbsp;convincing&amp;nbsp;explanation of&amp;nbsp;why&amp;nbsp;e-piracy is wrong in one blog (I will post the links to the posts at the end). That, led me to ask myself the&amp;nbsp;famous&amp;nbsp;two words: &quot;What if&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
What if you cannot get the book because you don&#39;t live where it was published and it doesn&#39;t go to your country?&lt;br /&gt;
What If you wanna buy an e-copy but the bookshop doesn&#39;t let you because the&amp;nbsp;billing&amp;nbsp;direction of your credit card is outside the&amp;nbsp;specific&amp;nbsp;country?&lt;br /&gt;
So&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;to do? we tried to do the right thing and buy the books, but we can&#39;t, so&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;are the options?&lt;br /&gt;
Here is when we face the&amp;nbsp;dilemma&amp;nbsp;of doing the right thing (dying because we can&#39;t read the book, well sort of. We don&#39;t really die. :p) vs taking the wrong path (downloading a pirate copy from the internet). Lucky for us, nothing in this world is black or&amp;nbsp;white, we have shades of grey. In this case, a shade of gray could be to pay the book via credit card by the internet, but we need to write another&amp;nbsp;billing&amp;nbsp;direction. Don&#39;t get me wrong. If I wasn&#39;t really paying the book, the bookshop wouldn&#39;t let me do it. But no matter what, this is telling a lie.&lt;br /&gt;
So as they say, we are between the wall and a sharp place.&lt;br /&gt;
I find some quotes about right vs wrong, They are from the fever series by Karen Marie Moning and Gemma Doyle series by Libba Bray:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Most People
are good and occasionally do something they know is bad. Some people are bad
and struggle every day to keep it under control. Others are corrupt to the core
and don’t give a damn, as long as they don’t get caught. But evil is a
completely different creature. Evil is bad that believes it’s good&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Evil&amp;nbsp;isn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;a state of being, is a choice.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Nobody
is perfect for battling evil. It’s seductive.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;The
good guys and bad guys aren’t as easy to tell apart as I used to think they
were. You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take measure. You have to
look with the heart.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;In each of us lie good and
bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and
sacrifice.&amp;nbsp; We’re each of us our own
chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid,
something real.&amp;nbsp; We’ve got to forgive
ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself.&amp;nbsp; Because there’s an awful lot of gray to work
with. No one can live in the light all the time.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Maybe this quotes, don&#39;t fit exactly with the reality that I exposed, but they are close.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Thinking about topics like this, one day I made myself a quote. I really hope you like it, because I try really hard when I write something down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;We all have darkness within ourselves, but
it’s the strength to fight it that defines us. Is what we do every day, the
decisions we make, the things we think worth fighting for, what made what we
are.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;People have power, the power of create,
destroy… the power of change reality, and It isn’t wrong or bad or perilous by
itself. What makes it dangerous is how we use it. What we chose to do every
little minute of our lives with it is what makes a difference; we are the ones
who make a difference, because we chose to do it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing by itself is right or wrong!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The difference can be made. It is our call,
our time and our place to make it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;So… Put your ass to work and do something
for your world!!!!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Here is from where I read the post, they are from the blog &quot;Passionate Book Divas&quot;:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://passionatebookdivas.com/?p=4410&quot;&gt;http://passionatebookdivas.com/?p=4410&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://passionatebookdivas.com/?p=4506&quot;&gt;http://passionatebookdivas.com/?p=4506&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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Hey I&#39;m back, and with something&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;is new but no so new that can be&amp;nbsp;consider&amp;nbsp;as old. Is a quote of one &amp;nbsp;of my favorites book series. The fever series by Karen Marie Moning. This Phrase is a&amp;nbsp;motto&amp;nbsp;for me. I think is a way of facing life itself, of living day by day.&lt;br /&gt;
Life is hard and we know that, and everyone who read the books can tell you that Mac and Barrons don&#39;t let us forget that; not even for a second.&lt;br /&gt;
Because of that fact I guess that is really important, not what we say, but what we do when we need to makes&amp;nbsp;decisions, when we need to choose. Because the how and the what are what define us.&lt;br /&gt;
so here is the quote.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s
our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we&#39;re willing
to die for.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;To make the post more interesting I&#39;ll also write down&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;Barrons said to this, because&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;quote was what Mac learn after her journey, but Barrons has tons of years of experience. After all, we don&#39;t know what he is, but we do know that he is Jericho Barrons and that he is immortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Judge
me by my action, I will show you in my actions, in the choices I make. Words
are easy; lies as simple as parting your lips and breathing.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;So... Tell me what you think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;we have, must actually try our best every moment of our lives. We&amp;nbsp;need to be&amp;nbsp;always trying to be better ourselves, because is in that way that we build a better world. And no one has the right to tell us different!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;If I wasn&#39;t here tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would anybody care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;If my time was up I&#39;d wanna  know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;You were happy I was there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;If I wasn&#39;t here tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would anyone  lose sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;If I wasn&#39;t hard and hollow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Then maybe you would miss  me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I know I&#39;m a mess and I wanna be someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Someone that I like  better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I can never forget &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;So don&#39;t remind me of it forever  (forever)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;What if I just pulled myself together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at  all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;What if I just try not to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;All the  chances that have passed me by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter if I gave it one more try  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;If I wasn&#39;t here tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would anybody  care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Still stuck inside this sorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I&#39;ve got nothing and going  nowhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I know I&#39;m a mess and I wanna be someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Someone that I like  better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I can never forget &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;So don&#39;t remind me of it forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I just pulled myself together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;What if I  just try not to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;All the chances that have  passed me by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter if I gave it one more try &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at  all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I know I&#39;m a mess and I wanna be someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Someone that I like  better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Can you help me forget &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Don&#39;t wanna feel like this forever,  forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;What if I just pulled myself together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at  all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;What if I just try not to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;All the  chances that have passed me by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter if I gave it one more try  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;If I left tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would anybody care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Stuck in this  sorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Going nowhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;All the chances that have passed me by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would  it matter if I gave it one more try &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Would it matter at all.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;So listen to this song from Skillet, and star working to be a better person than you are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/5228108288892689378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/12/would-it-matter-to-be-someone-better.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/5228108288892689378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/5228108288892689378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/12/would-it-matter-to-be-someone-better.html' title='Would it matter.... to be someone better'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-2908425520580864242</id><published>2011-12-02T22:55:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T19:20:13.046+00:00</updated><title type='text'>What Jericho Barrons Would say....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;May be this post is a little dramatic, and way over our heads. But today I read for&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;second time my favorites part form the fith book of the fever saga from Karen Marie Moning. And this quote from Barrons is the one I like the most and the one that makes me think too much!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&quot;Dying is overrated. Human sentimentality has twisted it into the ultimate act of love. Biggest load of bullshit in the world. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain. Try living for someone. Through it all – good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That’s the hard thing.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I hope that it makes you rethink a lot of question of life, like it did to me. So... tell me what do you think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/2908425520580864242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-jericho-barrons-would-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/2908425520580864242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/2908425520580864242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-jericho-barrons-would-say.html' title='What Jericho Barrons Would say....'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-5463576918323443258</id><published>2011-08-09T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:00:41.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do you wanna be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;108&quot; closure_uid_9x8816=&quot;108&quot;&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;101&quot;&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;130&quot;&gt;The other day I was watching a film, the third movie from the twilight saga: Eclipse; and when&amp;nbsp;I listened this quote, I started to think a lot. Well... right now I&#39;m just studying, but who knows what will I become in a cuple of years. I realize that this is a question that is made&amp;nbsp;to us with more frecuency that we can imagine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;101&quot;&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_8sp0nr=&quot;102&quot; closure_uid_fivpsr=&quot;90&quot;&gt;So... do we know the answer? I think that half of the time we could say yes and the other half we definitely could say NO!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;101&quot;&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_8sp0nr=&quot;103&quot;&gt;So I thought that could be good to read this quote and think about who we are, what do we want to do, and what we want for our lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;101&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;101&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;139&quot;&gt;&quot;When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were things like, astronauts, president... or in my case, a princess.&lt;br /&gt;
When we were ten, they asked again. We answered, a rock star, cowboy, or in my case, a gold medalist. But now that we&#39;re grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how about this. Who the hell knows? &lt;br /&gt;
This isn&#39;t the time to make hard and fast decisions; this is a time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere. Fall in love... a lot. Major in philosophy, because there&#39;s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind, and change it again, because nothing&#39;s permanent. So, make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask what we want to be, we won&#39;t have to guess... we&#39;ll know.&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;139&quot;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;140&quot;&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;139&quot; closure_uid_8sp0nr=&quot;100&quot;&gt;Just tell me what you think and is you like, we could discuss about it, or just learn from each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_8n66a7=&quot;140&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/5463576918323443258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-do-you-wanna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/5463576918323443258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/5463576918323443258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-do-you-wanna-be.html' title='Who do you wanna be?'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-7181590991902993353</id><published>2011-08-04T01:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:00:09.828+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo que un video puede demostrar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_b4c5tm=&quot;123&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A veces un video puede expresar cien veces mejor lo que uno quiere decir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_b4c5tm=&quot;120&quot; style=&quot;border: currentColor;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El otro dia me cruze con este video en YouTube y me dejo pensando, y mucho; que cuando uno sabe como usar las palabras o qué decir, puede ganar mucho, y no me refiere a dinero, sino a la vida en general. a mi me gusto, espero que a vos también te guste y te dé para pensar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_b4c5tm=&quot;120&quot; style=&quot;border: currentColor;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; closure_uid_b4c5tm=&quot;119&quot; style=&quot;border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/Hzgzim5m7oU?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/7181590991902993353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/08/vaces-un-video-puede-expresar-cien.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/7181590991902993353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/7181590991902993353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/08/vaces-un-video-puede-expresar-cien.html' title='Lo que un video puede demostrar...'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113067261918892272.post-1472029919712826993</id><published>2011-08-03T00:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T01:01:47.778+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Nunca te paso que alguna vez hablaste sin pensar para dos segundos despues&amp;nbsp;arrepentirte? Nunca quiziste borrar esas pocas palabras que dijiste y que lastimaron tanto a alguien?&amp;nbsp;O peor todavia! Cuando decis algo con una intención; capaz que&amp;nbsp;buena... quizas no tanto,&amp;nbsp;y te entienden&amp;nbsp;de una manera completamente equivocada. Es más; a veces de la forma completamente opuesta y no tenés ni idea de como remediar lo que dijiste...&lt;br /&gt;
Bueno a mi personalmente, me pasa muy seguido. Yo soy de esas personas que dicen lo que piensan, pero no piensan mucho lo que dicen y más de una véz me meti en cada lio!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Por eso se me ocurrio que en véz de ser tan &quot;sin filtro&quot; o atolondrada, podria usar las palabras de otros; frases hechas de las peliculas y los libros que más me gustan, para poder dar más poder a mis palabras, y poder darlo en el lugar donde corresponde, en el contexto correcto.&lt;br /&gt;
En este blog lo que me propongo es combinar, la fantasía y las enseñanzas de todas las peliculas que miro y de todos los libros que leo, con la filosofía y la historia que tanto amo. Por eso lo que voy a hacer es sacar de contexto las mejores &quot;quotes&quot; de la ficción y analizarlas con lo que sé sobre la vida (lo cual quizás no es mucho ya que soy una adolescente) con una mirada filosófica, con el fin de poder encotrales aplicacion en la vida real y cotidiana.&lt;br /&gt;
Las palabras tienen mucho poder, un poder que si no lo sabemos usar puede causarnos muchos problemas y mucho sufrimiento entre otras cosas. Entonces... por que no analizamos, vemos como usar ese poder para algo bueno o práctico, en véz de tener problemas por hablar sin pensar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me encantaría que me digás que lo que pensas sobre cada uno de mis análizis, ya que muchas de las frases van a ser muy conocidas y dan mucho lugar al debate. Exactamente eso es lo que quiero, un debate con muchas y diferentes opiniones. Desde ya te digo que nadie va a jusgar a nadie, sino compratir nuestras diferencias.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div closure_uid_m3llvc=&quot;90&quot;&gt;Lo que si te digo es que yo soy medio loca con los idiomas y quizas en algun momento me mande con algo o quizás un post entero&amp;nbsp;en inglés&amp;nbsp;(lo cual no quita que vaya a tener mil errores!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/feeds/1472029919712826993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/08/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/1472029919712826993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113067261918892272/posts/default/1472029919712826993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepowerofwords-cm.blogspot.com/2011/08/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Caromalfe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10667510047415162103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>