Writing with a purpose

Funny quote #1

mmnena05 — Fri, 07 May 2010 13:03:15 +0000

There’s a difference between a philosophy and a bumper sticker.

Lucha Interior

mmnena05 — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 15:44:51 +0000

Esto es algo que seguramente le sucede a todos. Disfruten.

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La consciencia sumerge
En lo interior de la mente.
Se llena de repente
Con ideas variantes.

En cuanto vas aprendiendo
Intentas entrenar lo que
Tanto te repudia y causa iniquidad.

Conoces lo malo
Al menos en tu parecer
Y quieres que lo malo
Sea bueno para hacer.

Te das unas libertades
Luchas contra tu poder.
Pero todo queda en vano.
Con la conciencia no poder.

La ley tuya es fuerte y se deja influir.
Cuidado al perderla y no poder retroceder.
Cuando esto se destruye es difícil recobrar.

Melissa Moreno

Stony Brook University

Substance

mmnena05 — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 15:42:02 +0000

What are we made of? Simple. It’s a proven fact that we are made of certain chemicals labeled as “organic”. Those chemicals are composed of carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen. It’s the old “CHO” we learned back in middle school when we had no clue what our body was made of and frankly couldn’t care less. Religions, at least most of them, also mention the fact that we are made from dirt, which of course is made of the same elements described above and then some. What is the point of writing about this substance? There are so many problems stemming from attitudes such as racism, prejudice, ethnocentricity, sexism. We are all made of the same general substance. Why do we hate so much? Why do humans insist on fighting off anyone and everyone that comes into their path? Shouldn’t we treat the very substance we are made of with the same respect that we would treat ourselves? Shouldn’t people just get along and be considered as equals amongst themselves without so many problems? Wouldn’t it be wonderful? We must remember, we must all conclude that substance, no matter how different it may seem in other humans, is all the same stuff. We are carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, a few other chemicals and nothing more. We are CHO.

Melissa Moreno
Stony Brook University

Life is complicated

mmnena05 — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 00:42:51 +0000

Life is complicated.
Life is complicated.
Life is complicated.

This was repeated so many times for emphasis. Actually, the number three symbolizes emphasis in the Bible. Why put so much emphasis on this expression? This semester I had an amazing teacher. When I say amazing I mean every student who doesn’t love him is absolutely stupid. This man knows how to teach things clearly and make you feel great while learning it. The material is somewhat complex because it is pure grammar. The course was an Introduction to Spanish linguistics. I found it amazing.
Going back to the “Life is complicated” ordeal though, the professor would mention that same statement every time a student asked a question about one of those complex rules that is just what it is with no apparent reason or explanation. The students would ask these kinds of questions frequently and upon hearing the question I already knew what was coming. Beto, the professor, was simply going to state, because “life is complicated”. I fell in love with that expression. It says so much with so little.
You see, each human is his or her own world. We view things differently, we smell them differently, we think differently, our emotions are different. What effects one person negatively effects another in a positive way. The same holds true for those other people. We have constant battles going on in our head. We try to live outside of our minds because we wouldn’t be functional otherwise. It is difficult. Humans love to think. We love to observe and piece things together and makes sense of them. There never seems to be enough time to think, to stop and smell the roses, to appreciate the small things. That expression, goodness, I could go on about what it implies. The point I’m trying to make is the following, life is complicated. That’s it. Interpret how you will but that statement is just too complex for me to keep writing about. Your life is complex, mine is complex, the entire Earths’ population has a complex life. Let’s strive to make it as pain free as possible. Let’s stop and smell those darn roses. You might as well enjoy the small things. If you didn’t stop and enjoy small things how would you be able to continue your life in a sane way, if there even is such a thing as sanity? Strive for this happiness that we all seek. Observe things more closely. Forget about the material things for a moment and focus on those other things, the wind whistling through the trees, the stars, birds chirping, water running, the warmth of the rays of the sun, the hug or kiss of a loved one. Focus on those things. Life will not be any less complicated but you will feel fulfilled. We need to enjoy these things. Why? Because……..
Life is Complicated.

Soon, life will not be complicated. Until then, let’s work to make it as beautiful as we can, together.

Melissa Moreno