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Published: January 16th 2007
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Here are some pics, let them tell the stories for now, since I´ve been lacking pics for so long, now I´m overcompensating for it.
Here are a few poems. This first one, I wrote in the first class at Zamorano that I went to. As usual, not paying attention.
What is progress? Nobody knows.
Passing forward, but where do we go?
Studying so hard, back in school again,
spending the day ¨learning¨among some friends
I don´t pay much attention--I´m writing poems
flourescent lights but sun outside--I feel right at home
man this is too perfect as everything is sometimes
don´t know why it happens but that´s why I write rhymes
so I can share my feelings with all of the world
the beauty of a life that shines a pearl
you know what´s so great? I can leave any time
sooner than later--today would be fine
just one class, and that´s enough
I tell you man, I´ve been thru too much of this stuff.
I envision a freedom so huge, so free
I know it´s the only life for someone like me
freedom of the spririt, freedom of heart and mind
freedom to be open to the world
and see what you find
Anyway I´m a free man now, plus I´ve been forgiven
for this rugged and dangerous life that I´m living
for not giving a dang about what anyone thinks
going where I want fast as your eye blinks
I´m sorry everyone for the brutal truth
I´m lacking tact in my honesty, that´s how I do
you make enemies by saying what people don´t wanna hear
but I´ll keep my integrity year after year
teacher in the red shirt talks about something important
at least she thinks so, she speaks with passion
she looks at me, cause I´m writing intent and engaged
and she fancies it´s her thoughts I put on the page
don´nt know why, but I don´t care what shé´s teaching
this environment just inspires me to reach in
teachers can´t touch me cause I get so turned off
locked in classrooms strapped to chair with my face in a scoff
truth is I can get up and leave any time
the only thing that keeps me sitting is my own mind
If you have a job but aren´t doing what you love
you´re not free, can´t yo usee
they own a part
A stray cat
Lena and Jerome picked this cat up off the road...we showed it some love, but it didn´t make it. I gave it milk while I was there, but once I left, it had died by the time I got back. Bummer! It was not meant to be. of your life
your freedom has a limit within your sight
Out of the screen door, I watch palms sway in the breeze
clouds in the sky and sun on green leaves
you can go out, just get up, open the door
run away and you´ll be free forever more
what exactly is it that keeps me here?
sitting in uniform in a jail of like peers.
Yet we are the privileged to be here learning
not slaves of working and the worlds turning
I am even more lucky to be moving thru
the whole world with nothing that I need to do!
Hey! When I get the money, first thing I´ll buy is my freedom
just buy myself time to live and be one
with the stars and sun, moon and mountains
with appreciation and joy that flows like fountains.
How free can we be? More free than I see
my school is so much cooler than this
never know what I will learn the next day
it´s full of surprises and adventures
It´s a song about freedom and life. I never felt i was really free in school, but once I finished and started travelling,
I was amazed at the freedom I had in my thoughts and mind. Also the idea that we are stuck in our jobs, if it is something other than our passion, and I saw it as a kind of enslavement...so suppossing we could get enough money, we could buy our freedom. I think a lot of people wouldn´t buy that freedom, or even know what it was, or they wouldn´t desire that. They would like to be stuck in something secure...of course to get such freedom, you have to give up so much. Always when you are giving things up, the more you have. Plus, we might have other things keeping us in bondage, such as desires for material things, or for affection, love, attention, or bondage. ha ha!
When I think of how I travel around, and what I bum I am, and how little I do, and how much I smell, I think, man, I never thought I´d become such a dirty hippy!
Oh yeah, I realized that what I call my rap now, is hippy hip hop. That´s what I do man, at least one of the things, when I´m not doing it fake-gangsta style.
I owe that name in part to Kaylin, she helped me with it. Thanks!
When I think back to that psychic in berkeley and all the things he told me, I think man, he was so right about everything. He told me I was really lost looking for my direction, and that I would soon be realizing what things are of me, and those implanted by society. He said I´d be finding my true voice, and that is what has been happnening. Then I think, the things he said could be really broadly applicable, but hey, how did he know all that about me? Maybe I´ll be a psychic...maybe I already am.
Sorry this blog is a little silly, I feel pretty loopy cause I think I may actually have pneumonia or something. Man! Tomorrow I am reserved to see the doctor, cause I have too far to go to lose it all!
Man I am tired, and I am going to reveal my weaknesses to you. I feel weak and I´ve had this cough for like two weeks. Man it keeps me up at night, just hacking, and nothing comes up! It´s keeping me from enjoying
myself a little, still been having a good time, but I want to really go big! Like when you get big air skiing. Sick dude!
Oh yeah, my dad said that cat looked like death himself...well, it died a little later, but we showed it the only kindness it would get to see in life, giving it some milk fresh from the cows at the uni, milked by the hands of students. Poor little cat. No one in its life was probably kinder to it than I, and that is saying very little...I just held him, comforted him with meows, and pet him. He was covered in fleas. It´s a sad story, enough.
Well, goodbye friends. More later. Tomorrow I hope to be well.
Colin
Wanted to throw these verses in here
It's really not necessary that I make too many plans--
I just go flying and see where I land
it's the perfect formula for something exciting
and the sky is so clear and blue, so inviting
I never fail to find a good adventure
cause I put myself in situations so unsure
you never know what will happen, just that something
70000 hectares or something
It´s the biggest uni in the world i heard. It contains mountains, goats, and cows. And fires! will
of course there's danger but hope you don't get killed
I open myself up and let all my waste outside
then I'm clean inside and I don't have to hide
what I hold within, I can share freely
that's the beauty of releasing the bad--it's easy
just go to the bathroom, write or start rapping
express yourself, sing, dance, fly with arms flapping
never take life too serious--it's light and fun
absorb the rays of sun instead of running from guns
I'm so comfortable in my body in this bed
under the warmth of covers with the cold world outside
or it could be a beautiful day, I haven't checked
I've been hiding cause I'm trying to give my cold a rest
even while sick I feel good about life
I know there's someone who loves me and it makes it alright
I'm a bit curious what's outside my window
but without looking out, I can know the whole world
I feel that I do, tho many mysteries remain
and there are a million things that I can't explain
but in my heart I feel at peace with the universe
and this is love and understanding that heals
Isn´t he adorable
The students learn to slaughter pigs and stuff. I heard from Lena, and she told me she just learned how to kill cows...woops, this is a bad pic to make the caption. Well, if it comforts you, I don´t think they eat goats. JUst milk em... all hurt
thank you to everyone for all you've done
more blessing than I can count constantly come.
1/20/07
From Granada, but I wrote it in honduras somewhere...
Colin
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