the last post where i have starting writing about Hannibal Barca the great Carthaginian commander is only is only that a start there will be losts more to come but just wanted to get it posted in sections rather than all one go as he did have a very interesting life and needs to be all written about.
thanks for your time.
Monday, 12 October 2009
Hannibal Barca -In the beginning
Hannibal Barca - Strength, power, intelligence
Hannibal Barca, a man who dedicated his life to fighting the Roman Empire.
Hannibal’ father, Hamilcar Barca had fought the Romans in the 1st Punic war. While the Carthaginians had lost to the Romans, Hamilcar was still a formidable commander and had gained great respect from his men and his country.
Hannibal was born around 6 years before the end of the of 1st Punic war and so would have seen first hand while growing up how his father would have commanded the great army of Carthage. Hannibal the eldest son of one of the leading men of Carthage, inherited a fierce pride in his ancestry and the city which he grew up in. Even thou he was to spend more time within Spain and Italy, it was Hannibal’ great pride and love of his country which inspired him to lead Carthage armies against the Roman Empire.
When Hannibal was only 9yrs old his father had decided to take and army from Carthage and march to Spain. Hamilcar’s plan was to colonise Spain and turn it into a new Carthage. Hamilcar wished to be away from the rule of the Roman Empire.
Before he left he thought that Hannibal should accompany him to Spain and so he took his son to offer sacrifice at the altar of Melqart. This was a normal part of Carthaginian life before such a great expedition, his father, officers and nobles who were travelling with Hamilcar would take and oath to the ‘God of the City’.
Hannibal was lead to the altar and placed his hand on the sacrificial offering and was asked to swear that he, Hannibal Barca, would never be a friend to the Romans. At the age of just 9yrs he made that oath to always fight.
They began their march to Spain in 236 BC and upon arriving set about the colonisation. For 9yrs Hamilcar and his army battled and won over the native tribes of Spain. While Hamilcar was a great commander and soldier, he didn’t care for policies and being a statesman. His heavy handed methods might have meant that the Carthaginian Spain would advance slowly, but sadly in 230 BC Hamilcar was killed. Opinions differ as to how. One theory is that a Roman party was sent to find and kill him. The other theory was simply that he was killed in battle with the Spanish natives.
With Hannibal’s father now dead command of the armies fell to Hamilcar’s son-in-law, Hasdrubal ‘the handsome’.
Hasdrubal the handsome dealt with the colonisation in a very different way. He established friendships with the tribes rather than going to war with them.
Hasdrubal the handsome, with diplomacy extended Carthaginian influence across southern Spain from Gates to the Mediterranean, spreading north towards the river Ebro. He also found a new base on the Mediterranean coastline at New Carthage.
The influences that the Carthaginians had over the Spanish would be long lasting ones. Carthaginians had superiority in metal-working techniques (hence in weaponry) and they also came from a very proud and civilised race, very old and so enjoyed the use of the alphabet, which their ancestors had invented. Also with centuries of warfare behind them came a great knowledge, which no other country could compare to, of strategy, tactics and discipline in combat. The Spanish also inherited religion. Carthaginian pantheon of their Canaanite ancestors, one where human were sacrificed. As time went on less and less people were sacrificed.
The nobles however, like Hamilcar, his son Hannibal and other leaders of Carthage had been largely influenced by Greek culture. Hannibal had been taught Greek by a Greek tutor, and later when he commanded the armies and went on his campaign he would take with him 2 Greek secretaries.
Under the leadership of Hasdrubal the handsome, the Carthaginians continued to grow within Spain, and would soon become a great force.
Vengeance could never have been far from young Hannibal’ mind as he watched Carthage grow in strength once again. His father Hamilcar surely had in mind to strike at the Roman Empire when he marched to Spain to colonise it. This great hatred Hamilcar had of the Roman’ would have played a big part in Hannibal’ life while growing up and no doubt hearing from his father how great Carthage once was before the Roman Empire began invading and taking territory from them.
The Roman Empire had begun to become anxious of the growing power of the Carthaginians in Spain and so in 226 BC the Romans sent out a mission to Hasdrubal the handsome to try and come to some sort of an agreement as to both of their influences.
Hasdrubal the handsome not wanting at this point in growing his empire, to start a major disagreement with the Romans, agreed to their suggestions. However he new with his power growing each day that he could, if he so wanted, break any treaty that he had with the Romans. So the treaty was signed to the effect that the river Ebro should form the northern limit of the Carthaginians sphere of influence and the southern limit of the Romans. The Romans also added a specific clause into the treaty, it stated that the Carthaginians would not cross the Ebro ‘for the purpose of waging war’.
Hannibal Barca, a man who dedicated his life to fighting the Roman Empire.
Hannibal’ father, Hamilcar Barca had fought the Romans in the 1st Punic war. While the Carthaginians had lost to the Romans, Hamilcar was still a formidable commander and had gained great respect from his men and his country.
Hannibal was born around 6 years before the end of the of 1st Punic war and so would have seen first hand while growing up how his father would have commanded the great army of Carthage. Hannibal the eldest son of one of the leading men of Carthage, inherited a fierce pride in his ancestry and the city which he grew up in. Even thou he was to spend more time within Spain and Italy, it was Hannibal’ great pride and love of his country which inspired him to lead Carthage armies against the Roman Empire.
When Hannibal was only 9yrs old his father had decided to take and army from Carthage and march to Spain. Hamilcar’s plan was to colonise Spain and turn it into a new Carthage. Hamilcar wished to be away from the rule of the Roman Empire.
Before he left he thought that Hannibal should accompany him to Spain and so he took his son to offer sacrifice at the altar of Melqart. This was a normal part of Carthaginian life before such a great expedition, his father, officers and nobles who were travelling with Hamilcar would take and oath to the ‘God of the City’.
Hannibal was lead to the altar and placed his hand on the sacrificial offering and was asked to swear that he, Hannibal Barca, would never be a friend to the Romans. At the age of just 9yrs he made that oath to always fight.
They began their march to Spain in 236 BC and upon arriving set about the colonisation. For 9yrs Hamilcar and his army battled and won over the native tribes of Spain. While Hamilcar was a great commander and soldier, he didn’t care for policies and being a statesman. His heavy handed methods might have meant that the Carthaginian Spain would advance slowly, but sadly in 230 BC Hamilcar was killed. Opinions differ as to how. One theory is that a Roman party was sent to find and kill him. The other theory was simply that he was killed in battle with the Spanish natives.
With Hannibal’s father now dead command of the armies fell to Hamilcar’s son-in-law, Hasdrubal ‘the handsome’.
Hasdrubal the handsome dealt with the colonisation in a very different way. He established friendships with the tribes rather than going to war with them.
Hasdrubal the handsome, with diplomacy extended Carthaginian influence across southern Spain from Gates to the Mediterranean, spreading north towards the river Ebro. He also found a new base on the Mediterranean coastline at New Carthage.
The influences that the Carthaginians had over the Spanish would be long lasting ones. Carthaginians had superiority in metal-working techniques (hence in weaponry) and they also came from a very proud and civilised race, very old and so enjoyed the use of the alphabet, which their ancestors had invented. Also with centuries of warfare behind them came a great knowledge, which no other country could compare to, of strategy, tactics and discipline in combat. The Spanish also inherited religion. Carthaginian pantheon of their Canaanite ancestors, one where human were sacrificed. As time went on less and less people were sacrificed.
The nobles however, like Hamilcar, his son Hannibal and other leaders of Carthage had been largely influenced by Greek culture. Hannibal had been taught Greek by a Greek tutor, and later when he commanded the armies and went on his campaign he would take with him 2 Greek secretaries.
Under the leadership of Hasdrubal the handsome, the Carthaginians continued to grow within Spain, and would soon become a great force.
Vengeance could never have been far from young Hannibal’ mind as he watched Carthage grow in strength once again. His father Hamilcar surely had in mind to strike at the Roman Empire when he marched to Spain to colonise it. This great hatred Hamilcar had of the Roman’ would have played a big part in Hannibal’ life while growing up and no doubt hearing from his father how great Carthage once was before the Roman Empire began invading and taking territory from them.
The Roman Empire had begun to become anxious of the growing power of the Carthaginians in Spain and so in 226 BC the Romans sent out a mission to Hasdrubal the handsome to try and come to some sort of an agreement as to both of their influences.
Hasdrubal the handsome not wanting at this point in growing his empire, to start a major disagreement with the Romans, agreed to their suggestions. However he new with his power growing each day that he could, if he so wanted, break any treaty that he had with the Romans. So the treaty was signed to the effect that the river Ebro should form the northern limit of the Carthaginians sphere of influence and the southern limit of the Romans. The Romans also added a specific clause into the treaty, it stated that the Carthaginians would not cross the Ebro ‘for the purpose of waging war’.
Sunday, 20 September 2009
A Lost Voice
I am the voice that is lost within the masses. I am but one voice trying to find her way. No one hears me. I can shout but yet no body will listen. These are lost words. They will fall on deaf ears.
How does one person make themselves heard within the chaos of all this. We are all trying to make ourselves heard. If you do not stand out then you have no hope. Some of us are not blessed with talent so how do we survive when the craving to be more than we are takes over.
I can write a thousand things, express myself in a million ways and yet I still get lost within those that say nothing but stand out because of their beauty.
I feel smothered in a world that has become image obsessed. Creativity seems to no longer stand for what it once did. People like me seem to get buried beneath those that are intent on selling themselves for their 15minutes.
There is no where left to turn anymore. The time has passed where knowledge, intellect, originality and creativity had meaning. Instead all there is, is the pretty folk that cash in on their image.
But beauty is only skin deep right? Beauty has become the thing that seems to drive our society. While those of us who just don’t measure up are just left behind, lost within a world who adores the beautiful icons of today that offer nothing more than their image. What chance does someone like me have?
Some of us look to the few in the spot light that want change, that stand up and want the knowledge, intellect, originality and creativity back. But it seems to often their voices are drowned out and they get caught within the trap of what sells. But everyone has a choice right?
Do these ‘stars’ fool us all into thinking that they cry out for independence, to stand out away from the crowd of Hollywood and to make a difference, when really all they want is for us to hang on there every word that more often ends up being about the studio and buying into their mass produced product. Do these actors sell themselves out just to make a buck? They themselves have become a product, something for the studios to market.
Some actors you can believe have sold out to Hollywood, which is no longer about originality and difference. But others I hold out hope for, but sometimes I waver in that hope.
Vin Diesel has long been someone who seems to refuse to conform as does Michelle Rodriguez, but sometimes you see that they too have succumbed to the machine that is Hollywood. When this man, Vin Diesel produces something like Los Bandoleros it really does restore hope for me. A short film that is so far from Hollywood that it just stands out on its own and manages to tell a story that you want to hear in just 20 minutes and So original that other films from Hollywood with massive amounts on their budget just can’t touch, we have hope. But sometimes it feels its short lived.
You see a flicker of light, then it seems to get extinguished.
Is there any hope for the Quentin Tarantino’, Robert Rodriguez’ ,Vin Diesel’, Michelle Rodriguez’ and a few others of this world to be able to become more than just a cult hero’?
Hollywood seems not to accept these, what I class as true icons. These few people who seem to have talent beyond the confines of Hollywood but don’t get to express it and don’t ever seem to have their talent recognised.
What has happened to our society that people with such vision go unnoticed by the masses? What has happened to our society that these big budget, blockbuster movies with no story, class, creativity or talented actors, out shine movies that have heart, that have creativity, originality and have actors that have the talent to make their characters believable.
I hold out hope that one day we will change, that Hollywood will change. I hold out hope that maybe one day the masses will listen and acknowledge people like Vin Diesel and Michelle Rodriguez for what they stand for and what they represent. Creativity, individualism and a true passion for what they do.
Why do we not as a society hold in high regards originality, creativity, intelligence? What has happened to us?
I feel pity for the youth of today who grow up believing that in order to be heard and seen you have to look a certain way. That having a brain isn’t as important as looking beautiful.
Beauty should not be something that is everything.
How does one person make themselves heard within the chaos of all this. We are all trying to make ourselves heard. If you do not stand out then you have no hope. Some of us are not blessed with talent so how do we survive when the craving to be more than we are takes over.
I can write a thousand things, express myself in a million ways and yet I still get lost within those that say nothing but stand out because of their beauty.
I feel smothered in a world that has become image obsessed. Creativity seems to no longer stand for what it once did. People like me seem to get buried beneath those that are intent on selling themselves for their 15minutes.
There is no where left to turn anymore. The time has passed where knowledge, intellect, originality and creativity had meaning. Instead all there is, is the pretty folk that cash in on their image.
But beauty is only skin deep right? Beauty has become the thing that seems to drive our society. While those of us who just don’t measure up are just left behind, lost within a world who adores the beautiful icons of today that offer nothing more than their image. What chance does someone like me have?
Some of us look to the few in the spot light that want change, that stand up and want the knowledge, intellect, originality and creativity back. But it seems to often their voices are drowned out and they get caught within the trap of what sells. But everyone has a choice right?
Do these ‘stars’ fool us all into thinking that they cry out for independence, to stand out away from the crowd of Hollywood and to make a difference, when really all they want is for us to hang on there every word that more often ends up being about the studio and buying into their mass produced product. Do these actors sell themselves out just to make a buck? They themselves have become a product, something for the studios to market.
Some actors you can believe have sold out to Hollywood, which is no longer about originality and difference. But others I hold out hope for, but sometimes I waver in that hope.
Vin Diesel has long been someone who seems to refuse to conform as does Michelle Rodriguez, but sometimes you see that they too have succumbed to the machine that is Hollywood. When this man, Vin Diesel produces something like Los Bandoleros it really does restore hope for me. A short film that is so far from Hollywood that it just stands out on its own and manages to tell a story that you want to hear in just 20 minutes and So original that other films from Hollywood with massive amounts on their budget just can’t touch, we have hope. But sometimes it feels its short lived.
You see a flicker of light, then it seems to get extinguished.
Is there any hope for the Quentin Tarantino’, Robert Rodriguez’ ,Vin Diesel’, Michelle Rodriguez’ and a few others of this world to be able to become more than just a cult hero’?
Hollywood seems not to accept these, what I class as true icons. These few people who seem to have talent beyond the confines of Hollywood but don’t get to express it and don’t ever seem to have their talent recognised.
What has happened to our society that people with such vision go unnoticed by the masses? What has happened to our society that these big budget, blockbuster movies with no story, class, creativity or talented actors, out shine movies that have heart, that have creativity, originality and have actors that have the talent to make their characters believable.
I hold out hope that one day we will change, that Hollywood will change. I hold out hope that maybe one day the masses will listen and acknowledge people like Vin Diesel and Michelle Rodriguez for what they stand for and what they represent. Creativity, individualism and a true passion for what they do.
Why do we not as a society hold in high regards originality, creativity, intelligence? What has happened to us?
I feel pity for the youth of today who grow up believing that in order to be heard and seen you have to look a certain way. That having a brain isn’t as important as looking beautiful.
Beauty should not be something that is everything.
Tuesday, 1 September 2009
Nerves
I started a new job on Saturday. nothing wonderful but its get me back into the world of the working which i have been absent from for a few months. my second shift is today starts at 2pm ends at 6pm only 4hrs easy right, wrong. for those 4 hrs i am completely on my own running the shop. no one there to help. and normally not an issue but the guy i worked with on Saturday, not a helpful guy. don't know where, well anything is, products, gonna have to give myself a crash course today i guess.
i never normally let nerves bother me, I'm a let it happen sort of person, just relax and everything will be OK. so why are the nerves there? they really are taking over. maybe my body is trying to tell me of some impending doom. Man i hope not. its only 4hrs i keep telling myself, what the hell could go wrong, well that majorly wrong in 4hrs. right? or am i just giving myself a sense of false hope?
well theres nothing i can do about it, its going to happen weather i want it to or not, you cant stop, slow down or reverse time, really really wish you could but that just a hopeless dream. just gonna have to get through it the best i can and as long as at the end of it the shop hasnt burned down then i would say it have been a good shift.
so heres to hoping all goes well and i must remember above everything, im not a dumb arse and can handle anything when i put my mind to it.
i never normally let nerves bother me, I'm a let it happen sort of person, just relax and everything will be OK. so why are the nerves there? they really are taking over. maybe my body is trying to tell me of some impending doom. Man i hope not. its only 4hrs i keep telling myself, what the hell could go wrong, well that majorly wrong in 4hrs. right? or am i just giving myself a sense of false hope?
well theres nothing i can do about it, its going to happen weather i want it to or not, you cant stop, slow down or reverse time, really really wish you could but that just a hopeless dream. just gonna have to get through it the best i can and as long as at the end of it the shop hasnt burned down then i would say it have been a good shift.
so heres to hoping all goes well and i must remember above everything, im not a dumb arse and can handle anything when i put my mind to it.
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Sentimiento muy perdido
Feeling very lost today, don't know why.
you know when you get that feeling of complete clarity, but you turn round, blink and its gone and all your left with is the feeling of being lost and not knowing where to go from here, well that's where I'm at. i have a plan, i know where i wanna go from here, how i want things to change, how i want me to change, and it seems so wonderful, but only ever briefly does it seem wonderful, and then the doubt just creeps back in and consumes the clarity. then it just becomes all blurry again, i get confused.
i don't think my poor brain knows whether its coming or going.
i just have to keep my eye on the end result and know that what i want to change has to be, needs to be changed for the sake of my sanity. even if i fail at least i know i will have tried and at this moment in my life i have never tried, i regret that. people have always been surrounding me that have stopped me, have pulled me under and make me believe that i am not worth it, that i cant do it. they have enticed me away from my dreams, from what i want for me. they have always succeeded, but NO more. i do feel i have turned a corner, it may of taken me a long old time getting here and yes like most people I'm sure, i have regrets and wish i could go back and change just one event that had a snowball effect on my life but i cant change it. what i have right now is all i have to work with, and while it might not be much i think i can get there with it. Here's to hoping right, to wishing, to wanting, to keeping the dream alive no matter how big or small everyone has the right, the privilege to dream, to want to be something more than they are if they are unhappy with what they see in the mirror or what they experience each and everyday day. to everyone out there who feels deep in their souls that they are meant for something more, that they have that burning passion inside that tells them this, what they have isn't for you, and that you need to reach higher.
i have also been the one that has held myself back for so long. there has always been that voice in my head that says to me, 'your no good, you have no talent you will never make it, people will hate what you write, your ideas and who you are' but if i don't try i will never find out will i. if i don't have a talent for writing then someone will I'm very sure let me know that i suck, that's just the wonderful world we live in today.
until there are people who say to me that i am nothing and have no hope i will keep trying. i will keep the that hope alive. but i fear i am but one voice lost within the masses and there are far better people than me out there.
Todavia se puede sonar
you know when you get that feeling of complete clarity, but you turn round, blink and its gone and all your left with is the feeling of being lost and not knowing where to go from here, well that's where I'm at. i have a plan, i know where i wanna go from here, how i want things to change, how i want me to change, and it seems so wonderful, but only ever briefly does it seem wonderful, and then the doubt just creeps back in and consumes the clarity. then it just becomes all blurry again, i get confused.
i don't think my poor brain knows whether its coming or going.
i just have to keep my eye on the end result and know that what i want to change has to be, needs to be changed for the sake of my sanity. even if i fail at least i know i will have tried and at this moment in my life i have never tried, i regret that. people have always been surrounding me that have stopped me, have pulled me under and make me believe that i am not worth it, that i cant do it. they have enticed me away from my dreams, from what i want for me. they have always succeeded, but NO more. i do feel i have turned a corner, it may of taken me a long old time getting here and yes like most people I'm sure, i have regrets and wish i could go back and change just one event that had a snowball effect on my life but i cant change it. what i have right now is all i have to work with, and while it might not be much i think i can get there with it. Here's to hoping right, to wishing, to wanting, to keeping the dream alive no matter how big or small everyone has the right, the privilege to dream, to want to be something more than they are if they are unhappy with what they see in the mirror or what they experience each and everyday day. to everyone out there who feels deep in their souls that they are meant for something more, that they have that burning passion inside that tells them this, what they have isn't for you, and that you need to reach higher.
i have also been the one that has held myself back for so long. there has always been that voice in my head that says to me, 'your no good, you have no talent you will never make it, people will hate what you write, your ideas and who you are' but if i don't try i will never find out will i. if i don't have a talent for writing then someone will I'm very sure let me know that i suck, that's just the wonderful world we live in today.
until there are people who say to me that i am nothing and have no hope i will keep trying. i will keep the that hope alive. but i fear i am but one voice lost within the masses and there are far better people than me out there.
Todavia se puede sonar
Saturday, 22 August 2009
Lesson Learned
Today i have just learned the meaning behind 'you can only count on yourself in this world'
I get it now. All you have in this world, in this life is you. You will always be there, you won't forget about you, you wont leave you.
i have found that people who tell you that they will be there for you, that they care about you, that they will always look out for you, if you ever need to talk their there for you, well those people might just be lying to you. In my case, they were. it just doesn't matter how long i have know these people they have never been there for me. my eyes have been opened today and i will never make that mistake with them again. i feel very let down by things that have happened but also liberated that i have finally woke up to what has been going on for so long.
one person in particular, that i spent a big part of my life with, someone who i gave my heart to, put my life on hold for and then he decided that i wasn't what he wanted for his future. 9yrs wasted.
But then i have to ask myself, is all this my own doing? have i some how created this? Maybe. Maybe it is me that is the common factor. maybe its me and who i am, is why people, friends, have abandoned me. i always tried. i always made the effort and keep in touch with people, and then thought why should it just be me making the effort all the time. maybe that's the problem, i stopped making the effort and those people that said they were friends just didn't even care that i had. its sad that for so many years i tried and wasted energy and time on people that didn't give a shit. even worse is the time and effort i wasted on a man who turned out to never even love me. i was just an easy ride, someone who would look after him.
these are the reasons i feel liberated today. i feel liberated from a life that for so long has pulled me under. they have taken what they wanted from me and now that i am no longer of use they think they can pick me up when is convenient for them. sorry I'm done now.
Today is a new life. i am me again.
I get it now. All you have in this world, in this life is you. You will always be there, you won't forget about you, you wont leave you.
i have found that people who tell you that they will be there for you, that they care about you, that they will always look out for you, if you ever need to talk their there for you, well those people might just be lying to you. In my case, they were. it just doesn't matter how long i have know these people they have never been there for me. my eyes have been opened today and i will never make that mistake with them again. i feel very let down by things that have happened but also liberated that i have finally woke up to what has been going on for so long.
one person in particular, that i spent a big part of my life with, someone who i gave my heart to, put my life on hold for and then he decided that i wasn't what he wanted for his future. 9yrs wasted.
But then i have to ask myself, is all this my own doing? have i some how created this? Maybe. Maybe it is me that is the common factor. maybe its me and who i am, is why people, friends, have abandoned me. i always tried. i always made the effort and keep in touch with people, and then thought why should it just be me making the effort all the time. maybe that's the problem, i stopped making the effort and those people that said they were friends just didn't even care that i had. its sad that for so many years i tried and wasted energy and time on people that didn't give a shit. even worse is the time and effort i wasted on a man who turned out to never even love me. i was just an easy ride, someone who would look after him.
these are the reasons i feel liberated today. i feel liberated from a life that for so long has pulled me under. they have taken what they wanted from me and now that i am no longer of use they think they can pick me up when is convenient for them. sorry I'm done now.
Today is a new life. i am me again.
Thursday, 20 August 2009
Vision
I wanna cut it out. I wanna cut out the pain, the hurt, everything that makes me think these thoughts. I have a brain that I feel thinks on a different level to everything that I have ever been taught. I don’t know where these thoughts come from. They just come to me. The words just fill me. Sometimes they eat me up inside that they just have to come out. Sometimes they make no sense. I just write and this is what comes out. Sometimes when I write I have no control. My fingers do the talking. I feel disconnected like something inside just over whelms me and just screams at me to come out.
that’s what its like, I have no control. But surely somewhere deep down there is control that makes me write these words. I really just don’t know any more. I feel very lost in a world that has changed so much for the worst not better.
How do I know what I’m doing is even the right path for me? How do I know? The want, the desire, that’s within me, I think just takes over.
For so long now all I have is the words that I write. But I know deep down that I just don’t cut it, I don’t have what it takes. I’m no good. The one thing that saves me and I know that all they will ever be are words. Words that will never be remembered, words that will be forgotten. I try, but I just don’t have enough vision to be good enough for this world. Hey, Maybe in the next life I might just make it.
that’s what its like, I have no control. But surely somewhere deep down there is control that makes me write these words. I really just don’t know any more. I feel very lost in a world that has changed so much for the worst not better.
How do I know what I’m doing is even the right path for me? How do I know? The want, the desire, that’s within me, I think just takes over.
For so long now all I have is the words that I write. But I know deep down that I just don’t cut it, I don’t have what it takes. I’m no good. The one thing that saves me and I know that all they will ever be are words. Words that will never be remembered, words that will be forgotten. I try, but I just don’t have enough vision to be good enough for this world. Hey, Maybe in the next life I might just make it.
Wednesday, 19 August 2009
Touching the Rainbow
i wanted to explain the name for my blog and why i chose it.
for me, my whole life has been spent trying to touch the rainbow. to reach for something that is so clear, but is always just too far away, to know that you will never be able to touch it, and there's that it isn't an object, it can't ever be touched.
The rainbow presents itself, so beautiful you look at it and want to reach out. its beauty comes from, at times, such a destructive event, which for me makes it even more special.
some people in this world manage to touch the rainbow and hold onto it. they reached for something that seemed impossible and they made it, they got their dream.
maybe one day i will be able to touch the rainbow. to those who made it cherish every moment, ill join you one day, but for now,
'Sigue tratando de que toque arco iris'
(still trying to touch that rainbow)
Alone in the dark
I only ever cry alone in the dark. No one to share the thoughts inside. I don’t belong anywhere. I wonder, searching for a place that my heart feels like it will belong. I feel my search will be endless. I itch inside my skin, like its not my own. Sometimes I don’t recognise the image that stares back at me. I feel disconnected with what I see and what I feel inside.
My mind aches with all these words that at times just cant flow.
We have no humanity left in society today. Creativity has left most of us.
If I could only turn back time, begin again, make better choices for my life. I should have listened to my head. It sound strange but I should of. Listening to my hearts desires has left me with nothing, it has left me alone in the dark. I have let people take advantage of a giving nature. All they ever did was take. As the years have passed I see that now. Always I have been there for my friends in times of need and when I found I was In need their was no one to be seen. They had all left me alone in the dark.
And that’s where I am today, alone with no one to comfort me. No one to say that everything will be ok. Alone once again, fighting for everything, fighting to keep hold of who I am. But the question I always hear inside my mind, but who are you? Do you know? My answer is always no. I don’t know who I am, does anybody?
My mind aches with all these words that at times just cant flow.
We have no humanity left in society today. Creativity has left most of us.
If I could only turn back time, begin again, make better choices for my life. I should have listened to my head. It sound strange but I should of. Listening to my hearts desires has left me with nothing, it has left me alone in the dark. I have let people take advantage of a giving nature. All they ever did was take. As the years have passed I see that now. Always I have been there for my friends in times of need and when I found I was In need their was no one to be seen. They had all left me alone in the dark.
And that’s where I am today, alone with no one to comfort me. No one to say that everything will be ok. Alone once again, fighting for everything, fighting to keep hold of who I am. But the question I always hear inside my mind, but who are you? Do you know? My answer is always no. I don’t know who I am, does anybody?
Friday, 14 August 2009
NHS v American healthcare system (my rant)
i sit here and i hear all the things that are being said by American people about the united kingdoms NHS. most of these views are being feed to them by the people in power who are trying to undermine Barack Obama and his plans for the American Health care system.
So i felt the overwhelming need to write this blog.
The health care in the U.K may not be perfect but then neither is the health care in the U.S. but here in the U.K it doesn't matter where you are socially, if you have no job or live on the streets, if your even from another country on holiday or seeking asylum you can GET health care in this country. i am for one proud to know that whatever happens to me i will be able to be treated and don't have to worry if my health insurance will cover it.
around 45 million Americans almost 15% of their population have no health insurance. they cannot be treated by any hospital. what happens to those people if they hurt themselves? have an accident? tell me that America, what happens to those people?
Here in the U.K this problem doesn't exist. Like i said our health care isn't perfect, any Briton will tell you guys that. there are areas that need changing, the NHS always needs more money for the doctors and the nurses as lets face it they don't earn enough money for what they do for people, but everyone has the right to be treated, to have health care. It's not a privilege its a right to be able to be cared for in your time of need, for your country to be able to care for all of it citizens no matter your social standing.
The point of this blog and I'm getting there is basically to say our health care system is ours and it has always been this way. before you begin to piss all over the U.K' care system think about your own and how imperfect it is. the people who are saying these things about the NHS they have health insurance, them and their families are covered if they need that care. why don't you just spare a thought for those Americans who do not have Health insurance, who have no where to go if they need help.
spend a moment and think about that.
Sorry for the rant but i really wanted to have my say. i know i have repeated myself but hey its a rant for a reason people.
So i felt the overwhelming need to write this blog.
The health care in the U.K may not be perfect but then neither is the health care in the U.S. but here in the U.K it doesn't matter where you are socially, if you have no job or live on the streets, if your even from another country on holiday or seeking asylum you can GET health care in this country. i am for one proud to know that whatever happens to me i will be able to be treated and don't have to worry if my health insurance will cover it.
around 45 million Americans almost 15% of their population have no health insurance. they cannot be treated by any hospital. what happens to those people if they hurt themselves? have an accident? tell me that America, what happens to those people?
Here in the U.K this problem doesn't exist. Like i said our health care isn't perfect, any Briton will tell you guys that. there are areas that need changing, the NHS always needs more money for the doctors and the nurses as lets face it they don't earn enough money for what they do for people, but everyone has the right to be treated, to have health care. It's not a privilege its a right to be able to be cared for in your time of need, for your country to be able to care for all of it citizens no matter your social standing.
The point of this blog and I'm getting there is basically to say our health care system is ours and it has always been this way. before you begin to piss all over the U.K' care system think about your own and how imperfect it is. the people who are saying these things about the NHS they have health insurance, them and their families are covered if they need that care. why don't you just spare a thought for those Americans who do not have Health insurance, who have no where to go if they need help.
spend a moment and think about that.
Sorry for the rant but i really wanted to have my say. i know i have repeated myself but hey its a rant for a reason people.
Wednesday, 5 August 2009
Pulled Under
You never listen to me. You never want to hear my opinion. To you I am nothing. Someone you just use to your advantage. Never have you supported anything that I dream for, that I have tried to reach for. Once again you managed to suck me back into your world, a world where you want me to be you and obey what you want. I fight so hard to change, to reach for my dreams but there is always your hand clutching at mine and never letting go.
I look and my life is in ruins. I truly am a nobody, a nothing, an invalid being that’s not worth the air or space that I occupy.
I broke free many years ago and found another that pulled me down into the darkness. Maybe it’s me. Maybe im the failure and the people around me are merely an escape goat for me to use.
I look and my life is in ruins. I truly am a nobody, a nothing, an invalid being that’s not worth the air or space that I occupy.
I broke free many years ago and found another that pulled me down into the darkness. Maybe it’s me. Maybe im the failure and the people around me are merely an escape goat for me to use.
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