And all you see, are those reflections on the window.
Fifty minutes ago the memory of those ancient days had come back to your memory and wantonly destroyed your imagination. There are times in life when you don't want to show up and just decide to give up, but that day, that precise day, wasn't like it. The blood was coming out of your hands as waterfalls and you couldn't hide your breathless walking. Screams all over the street. People dying. Nothing could be stopped. Suddenly, a magical sing came out of your heart and fear took over your mind: your sad situation always returning from your past, if it's possible to call it that way.
Matías- screamed the tough voice you had heard before.
Matías- screamed the little tiny sweet voice you knew very well.
Your parents were there, next to you, in the Hospital. Your hopeless heart beating made every minute of life to turn into one hour of anxiety. -Just don't give up- your mother said- Just don't give up - your dad repeated. You could hear them very clear but your spirit was far away from them. The paradox of life made you wish you to be with them but the greatness of your story made you brave and draw your destiny with such a precision that nobody would never repeat. You knew it but you loved it and that's why it was a paradox. No boundaries, you had the whole world in your hands, nothing else could've given you such a liberty.
Now you feel it. Now you breathe it. The smell of victory. This is how supreme nobility tastes like. This is how ignoble intelligence looks like. You have always wanted it. The almighty glory. Surprise. It doesn't satisfy you. It doesn't fulfill your requisites, so you decide to create a new one. You think of pleasure, you think of light but mainly, you think of her. And now that you have all the power you realize that all you ever wanted was her. You laugh. If only her could be defined in just one word. The only thing your limitless abilities can't complete is to bring the integrity of her to the present. She was just a gift of time, a gift from the ancient times. And now you know you can't have her, you'd like to go back to the Era of Plato, stealing from the air only particles of her perfume. You look back, and all you see, are those reflections on the window.
Thursday, 27 March 2014
Friday, 21 March 2014
Debate: Capital punishment
Capital punishment is definitely a quite controversial topic since it involves many sensitive fibers that are of public interest. Some profess themselves against and some other do it in favour. Whichever the position, it evokes the right the human beings have to live, no matter the situation and also the obsolescence of the system. This video shows some arguments that represent both positions so the viewer decides which one convinces him/her the most.
Capital punishment
Capital punishment
First partial exam
The gift of work
Nothing worth having comes easy. The best stories of humanity have been performed by people who first believed in the beauty of their dreams and then did something about it. Work and discipline lead to greatness. This is a combination of values that the most successful understand and apply every single day. But what happens when someone is actually too comfortable to have a dream and work for it? Many things could happen but the sad part of the story is that nothing happens. People survive in a miserable way because they don't realize what they are actually capable of achieving. Due to his and many other reasons, this essay will talk about the importance of the gift of work in Jason Steven's life affirming that the gift of work plays a key role in Jason's understanding of success.
Too comfortable to dream and work for it
At the initial part of this essay it was mentioned that some people are too comfortable to work for their dreams (assuming that they have one). Nevertheless, this is especially dangerous for young people. It ruins vitality and passion which are sings of youth. Some may think that Jason's life is almost perfect. He has everything he wants whenever he wants, and money is not an issue in his life. However, this lack of challenge has buried many abilities he doesn't even know he has. Money itself is not bad but in many cases (the movie is one example) the fact of not knowing how to manage it, hurts more than it helps. Based on this premise, and perhaps on other Red Steven's intentions, is that the gift of work starts making sense.
Yeah, I dream, now what?
Jason got many gifts, but the first one he got what this one: the gift of work. This is not a coincidence. The first thing he had to learn was that working hard is the base for everything. Nothing could happen working. Martin Luther King had a big dream but it wouldn't have become such if he hadn't worked on it. The same happens with the big people in history: work and dedication, there is no other clue. If Jason hadn't worked when he had to, Emily's home wouldn't have been possible. Moreover, hard work makes people appreciate what they do even more. There is this phrase that says: hell is full of men with good intentions. Nothing could be more accurate. Having an idea, a dream or an intention is not enough. The bridge between someone and that person's dreams has a name, and it is called hard work.
So far it has been remarked the big value that work has in a person's life especially in Jason's life. It might sound rude to focus a lot on hard work but then this other concept appears: the love for self's objectives. Work is only heavy when a person doesn't have a clear goal. When a person knows where he or she is going, it is a game. There is no need of time, the person invents time.
In order to end this essay, it ha to be said that even all gifts and lessons Jason got were important, the gift of work is the base of everything and it makes all the other gifts possible. Nothing could have been possible without it. The big emporium of Jason's grandfather wouldn't have existed. Therefore, it is affirmed that the gift of work played a key role in Jason's understanding of success given that provides the platform to get anything in life.
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