lunes, 13 de agosto de 2007

Antony

Chorus announced his death
Near my town
The old voices commented on
The funeral was near my house
“It’s Antony who passed away”
Said a curious
He tried by any means be brave.
He sweated blood,
Four knives on his throat
A scarlet ink bathed his neck
And nobody was there to wonder
Whether was misfortune or accident.
Nobody saw anything
Not even the virgin
I ask you Antony:
Who killed you?
A dead voice answered: the once who betrayed my soul
Who envied my love?
“Your love?”
“The love for others and the purity in my soul”
The rest was silence in my mind and heart.

My garden

Hidden among walls made of stone
This garden offers me
Trees’ branches and fresh water
With an exquisite and delicate perfume
Flowers’ essence is on the air
I take a deep breath
How silent it is! Could the world be like this?
Clouds catwalk on the sky
The breeze far away gently touches the leaves of the trees.
Yet, the time urges us to move on
To grow up and
To escape in company of roses’ petals.
The fresh air comes back
With the night
With the stars as if forgetting
My own sensation of inner peace.

To God

I am gonna be whatever you want, my Lord
Whatever you need
If you want me to laugh in a thorny field,
I will
If you want to blind me,
You can
But what other things have you prepared to me?
Since I am already blind because I don’t want to face fate
I am already alone
Since I outlived darkness many times.
Isn’t it enough torture?
I want to change
I want to cry
I want to feel
The pure sky
On my skin
I die, I rest
Then I resurrect.

My generation

Money and material things go hand in hand
True
Love just for those who sigh
Lie
Crusaders make wars
True
Muslims want more
Lie
Many things are taken as generalizations
Things that we don’t see in our generations
To become degenerations
In a world of faked confessions
Should I write more about ignorance?
Shall you grant me your pardon?
Since I accuse you of being an ignorant and liar
Don’t be silenced
Don’t run away
Since the snake
Has already injected its poison
In its favourite apple
In you and I.

Malvinas’War:

War in any dictionary jeans a situation in which two or more countries or groups of people who fight against each other over a period of time. Consequently, we can assume that war is provoked by humans’ intervention rather than nature itself. The period of time a war lasts can vary, ranging from months to decades or even centuries. Malvinas’ war just lasted a few months but this s time was more than enough to prove the terrible effects the war had on soldiers in both bands.
The battle lasted two months. Many people were killed and these human lose destroyed many families. Hundreds of handicapped and psychologically ill soldiers returned to their respective countries with the burden of having faced death, cold and hunger pangs.
However, in my country veterans were easily forgotten by Government and society in general. If you don’t believe me, try to ask teenagers about the war.
Any war is a damage caused by and against humans’ lives where there are no winners but just losers. As John Lennon said, “Imagine all the people Living life in peace”

Terrorism in Northern Africa:

How Terrorism is defined?
In any dictionary terrorism is meant as any sort of violent action for political purposes. This concept is not far away from Northern Africa’s reality. Countries such as Morocco, Mauritia, and Argelia are the main training centres for jihadists who recruited themselves as volunteers. In the past 12, April, Two suicide attacks hit the Moroccan city of Casablanca. Why are these attacks also perpetrating in an Islamic region? And what for?
The whole world’s security had been tested and thereafter, shaken after September 11, the bombing in the UK and then the attack on the Spaniard’s rail ways. The responsible were activists from the group Al-Qaeda and some religious fanatics. The ones committing suicide in Morocco belong to the extremist group known as the Salafist group for Preaching and Combat which has recently joined to Al-Qaeda to fight against the Pro-US government in the region. The GSPC are not the only ones who share the same anti-American ideology. Groups like Amsar Almehdi, the Islamic Salvation front (ISF) and many others but fewer as regards membership are also involved in many attacks against the USA and European targets. The ISF led Argelia to insurgency since 1992 when the army cancelled any sort of participation in elections of this Islamist party are also involved in many attacks against the USA. Furthermore, the whole picture got even worse after the Bejaia Operation, led by the USA and Local government, in which important leaders of Al Qaeda in the Maghreb were surrounded. The local government granting of pardon leaves the door open to new terrorists’ attacks. And finally the lack of identity perceived in many young men and women who had left their respective countries to study in Europe where they feel to belong to nowhere. All the information mentioned carries on an increase of Al Qaeda’s power and ideology. Al Qaeda is a net of network. What’s that? Al-Qaeda has the support of almost every Islamic country without considering those living in the “Crusaders’ countries”. The young people living abroad, in Europe and the USA are the majority of the recruiters for immolation and mass attacks. What’s more in Morocco and Algiers he police and armed forces are also involved with suicide bombing. Yet, Morocco’s governmental worry is to stop with the rumours of such dangerous relations between power and terrorism. That’s what, Morocco’s government abolished the obligatory military service so as to deny the chance extremists had to learn about weapons at the expense of the state.
All in all, northern Africa has increased the number of “succuessful2 terrorists. Well trained and communicated among their terrorist cells, the Salifi extremists are some of the products of history and political aspects. Yet, it must be said that they are responsible for the decreasing of respect and prestige of more than one billion Muslims living all around the world.





Phobias:a research on me...

Phobias

A phobia is a strong persistent fear of situations, objects, activities or persons. The main symptom is the unreasonable desire to avoid the feared subject. Psychologists classify most phobias into three categories: Social, Specific and Agoraphobia. Depending on the different types of phobias, there are forms of treatment that help patients to lose that excessive repulsion to the thing feared.
Social phobias have to do with fears involving other people or social situations such as performance anxiety or fears of public embarrassment. Specific phobias relates to fears to a single specific panic triggered by spiders, dogs, elevators, water, etc. And finally, Agoraphobia which is described as a generally fear of leaving home. But, it is not just a matter of classifying phobias. Quite the opposite, phobias vary in severity among individuals. Some only suffer only mild anxiety. Others suffer panic attacks without the chance to override their panic reaction.
Some therapists use virtual reality to desensitize patients to the feared entity. Others are helped by important doses of medications, even hypnosis. This last one can teach a person teach to be comfortable with the thing feared.Doctors are trying to help patients to re-educate their conscious mind to relax keeping a healthy reaction and losing the panic progressively

Rosas

Reading a piece of information about Argentina’s history, an article caught my attention. It was about an anti-hero for the Argentina’s history: Juan Manuel de Rosas.

Juan Manuel Ortiz de Rosas was one of the most controversial and nefast figures in Argentina’s history. He had been in power for over 20 years. He was a landowner, a military and the leader of a-still-not-fully-unified country. Rosas represented both the man who wanted the consolidation of territory by any means, and also the bloodthirsty when executing his opposition. Some historians suggest that his traumatic childhood made of him the sort of man he used to be.

Rosas used his capacities and knowledge so as to demonstrate his authority to Argentinean society. As a land holder Rosas was an able administrator of his mother’s land; he knew how to maintain a harmonious relationship with both aborigines and small farmers who worked under his orders. His European education and his good looking but authoritative personality made him the tough man who inspired respect and fear. Rosas learnt how to make money and how to manipulate people by using his status and charisma. This fact is clearly shown by Rosas’ designation as Military Commander-in-chief and then, as Governor of Buenos Aires.

Once he became a politician, he did not measure the damage he caused by using violence to get what he wanted. Rosas favoured the centralization of power by naming himself “El Restaurador” and he also promoted the state terrorism carried out by the Federal Organization best known as “La Mazorca”.

According to some historians, Rosas developed that evil personality due to his traumatic childhood. It is said that his aristocratic education was influenced by moral values transmitted by the Spanish Inquisition. These orthodox teachings were well taught to him by his mother. Some yellow versions say that she obliged the Restaurador to serve her breakfast in her room while e had to enter the room kneeling. If something went wrong in the estancia, he was whipped in front of his employees.

Not only did Rosas rule with iron hand to fulfil his expectations, but also he had a dreadful past that might have condemned him through out his life. His aristocratic education was influenced by moral values transmitted by the Spanish Inquisition. These values were well taught to him by his mother. Some say she obliged him serve her breakfast in her room while Rosas had to enter there kneeling. “El Restaurador” was also whipped by his mother up to the age of eighteen. Historians together with psychologists support the idea that he had turned in to the evil man he was due to his traumatic familiar life idealized by a possessive mother.

sick love


Sick love
Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you, I need you
That is how I want life.
I a want it with you having nearby,
next to me, With me
Sometimes I think you leave me
For a long time then, you return
No matter the distance
And spaces between us
But truly love and stars.
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that my heart goes on
Leaping For the stubborn guy
That touched my soul.
Once more I open the door
I tried to forget your affairs
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on
as your tender hand supports mine.
Passion can touch us many times,
but love once,
It seems it lasts for ever, for a lifetime.
Don’t worry baby,
Don’t run
I am here to love you
And never let you go till we're one
Love is devotion to your photos
Or cryimg when you are away
No matter what the others may say.
One true time we’ll be together
Holding both hands and
many kids in the backyard
Don’t worry love
I will be there to help you
In my life we'll always go on with this relation.
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that your heart belongs to me
Once more I open you the door
To lie with me
here in my heart where rhymes and fellings hit.
You're here with me,
there's nothing I fear,
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe by my side
it was not my intention to kill ya’