Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Signing off...

One might think that the world is filled with bad people and people that are just meant to do bad things. While growing up i have witnessed alot of good and bad things in my life. Something kind of changed my mind over this past weekend, i felt as if there is alot of good people in this world. I was in the city of Riverside this weekend at Stater Bros. off of La Sierra and i happened to notice a poor man (Bum) walking on the side walk. It seemed as if he was just walking with no purpose in mind. And all of a sudden I see this man caring groceries and see an older lady by him. Now I do not now whether or not he was helping her for money or not but I assume that he was not. This struck me as odd to see a bum helping an older lady out. It made me wonder that in this world full of hate there are some people with good hearts and willing to help others. I feel that if you need help you most often will recieve it in some form, the tricky part is to help others while they are in need as well. I sign off by saying look out for yourself and help others for some day the people you may have helped will help you when in need.........

Monday, March 9, 2009

What else..

I met a guy this weekend at the mall and for some reason we started talking. His name is Matt he is pretty tall and a white guy. So we where talking and i kind of figured that he was rich because he was explaining all these things that rich people would have. He was saying that his range rover had a problem so he is only stuck to one car and that one car was a seven series BMW. He was also saying how his dad owned a business and all these other stuff. While he was talking for some odd reason I started thinking about this guys life and future. I asked myself do rich young people that get there money from parents have any goals in life or are they self reliant on there riches that they already hold? I did not want to ask him after all I had just met him but it just made me wonder are rich people that have everything handed to them expect for this to happen for the rest of their lives? I could not tell you because I am no where close to being rich and have never had nothing handed to me. Does this make me a better person or does this make me a slave to those that have everything they want? All these questions aroused from one simple statement, and yet even though I do not know how it feels to be rich I would love to be rich one day. I have goals and have dreams and those goals and dreams involve money yet if I do get money one day will this make me see eye to eye with Matt? I certainly will not because my lifes path has a whole other experience and perspective.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Wow what a crazy world...

I went to a place called the pantry this week, it is a small little diner in Downtown, LA the old mayor of LA owns it. It is famous it is opened 24 hours and has all the typical diner food that you could think of. This place is nice for being so old it has been open since 1924, when i saw that i was amazed. But that is not what surprised me what surprised was that this whole block (Figueroa Street) was very nice but just one block down it is all so ugly and old. On one hand you have the Pantry, the Staples Center, The Disney center among many other nice things on this street. And as soon as you walk down the street you have a pawn shop, a liquor store, a gun store among other things. What type of society are we living in? Is it so bad that instead of remodeling or taking care of our surroundings we trash it up and make it worse? Like Kunstler said if we do not care about our surroundings who will? And the answer my friends is no one. I am tired of seeing the streets full of trash and full of places that seem to have no impact on our lives. Maybe if one day enough people have the same thoughts and beliefs as i do we can mold and change this society into a better one.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

BLOG 4 Los Angeles

This week I went to Hollywood for the Valentine weekend. I went out there and stayed in my friends loft in down town Los Angeles. Now you might think the place was trashy but in actuality it was really nice. You could not even use the elevator if you did not have a certain key and as for security there where about twenty security guards through out the building. But this is not what i want to talk about. what i want to talk about is the down town LA in general.
Down town LA is not a place you would raise your children or live there. Ii is surrounded by old dirty abandoned buildings, drugs, bums and poverty. Every where you turn is a old building or a bum. What i was tripping on is the difference a block can make. Now on one hand where i was staying at it was very nice and just right down the street is a place of bums and poverty. While i was walking down the streets with every step i took it seemed like it was getting worse. The question that i have is why is this like that? Why is there poverty on one end and wealthy on the other?

Monday, February 9, 2009

Week 4 blog for 2-10-09

This week I attended a Cal Poly Pomona open mic night session. It is held every Thursday at the Cal Poly Pomona down town center(Gallery). It is a relevantly new place that attracts many poets across the Inland Empire. It is a very nice and dark place perfect for poets to come and show case there talent and be surrounded by people that love and enjoy poetry. You have every type of poetry you have the rappers the meaningful and sympathetic poetry, poetry about love and many other things. This is a perfect place to escape from life at least for an hour or two, and while you escape you listen, learn and love.
Even though I am not a poet myself I enjoy listening and being surrounded my a room full of poets. It is a warm feeling, it makes me feel as if this were a second home in which no one judges you for who you are or what you think. When people step up to the microphone they seem as they are nervous but as soon as the first word comes out of their mouths they seem happy and free as if they just escaped from prison after fifty years. Even though this place is a poetic sanctuary it is still only a place a place in which people feel at home and are not judged, a place of poets.
This week I attended a Cal Poly Pomona open mic night session. It was held at the Cal Poly

Monday, February 2, 2009

Kunstler's Feel...My OPINION

I feel Kunsler's argument is very well put. There are not enough places that we "Care about" in America. Could you imagine all the possibilities we as a country could have if we built better, nicer places in which we occupied or surrounded by. We can possibly boost the economy by making more jobs available to the places we "Cared about", we can get more tourists traveling to and around the places we " Cared about", and mainly we can lessen the amount of places that are not being used because of either its poor structure or poor commercial setting. Why as Americans do we not adopt the mentality of the Europeans for example, they use only a small block of land but in that small block they have everything from a bar to a restaurant to a grocery store. Instead we as Americans have to travel across town to a poorly built structure that has no appeal and no charisma and is bigger then the European block yet the European block has twice as much variety, twice as much appeal, and twice as much people yet still smaller. If we as Americans adopted this type of mentality our economy can possibly make a dent in the right direction. But yet we seem to follow our stubborn ways and build a Target and nothing else around it and expect people to come. If we cared about our structures and buildings we can make a stride in the right direction by making America a country in which people from other countrys say "America Cares".

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Where I'm From

I am from� I am from the same culture as Pablo Escobar. I am from a culture in which coffee is well known. I am from a culture in which we embrace music, love and happiness. I am from a culture in which we drink Aguardante at ever family gathering. I am from a culture in which family is everything. I am from a family of long nights and early mornings. I am from a family of workers and believers. I am from a family that never believes in quitting. I am from the same culture as George Washington. I am from a culture in which the first African American president was elected. I am from a culture in which you have the right of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. I am from a family that believed in The United States of America. I am from a family of Patriots. I am from a family of two different cultures.