Sunday, August 21, 2005

Am I a bookworm ?

Are you a qulified bookworrm? Good question huh well here are some of the symptomes you can look for:

Do you smell something diffeernt than just paper the first time you hold a newly bought book in your hands?

Do you love you books so much that even when your dying to jump into it and read it you have to wait a moment longer and admire it before you place the smalest crease on the spine.

Do you love your books so much that when a movie comes out about it you have to go watch it just to say "i read the book and it was a thousend times better"?

Do you notice even the slightest inperfectins when you are buying a book (a folded cornner half way threw the book, a small fingure print, or even a fading in the pages) things that no one else would care about much less be able to point out.

Do you get so into a book that often when someone comes around they could swear you were crying and you just look at them and point out that clearyly you were just having some alergies rathere than crying.

Do you feel the sense of satisfaction that you felt the first time you finished a book everytime you finish a book.

Well my friends i have to say that if you feel ort do any of the above things you my have become another victim of bookwormidous. Don't wory doctors evrywhere say that though there is no certain cure for such an ilness it can be controled threw heavy medication of Steven king, John Grishiam, Dan brown, J.K. Rowling and other sedditives, offered at your local corrner bookstore.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

A Rude Awakening
By: Mario Cesar Moreno Jr.


Conformity and oppression are what I have now.
Pleasing others leaves me with no sense of expression.
Life is the institution that I have grown a slave to.
The struggles that I have defeated and trails that I have overcome now I see were nothing but another example of the word vain in my life. All those applause of support and cries for accomplishment where but a repeat of Caesar’s great fall waiting to happen. This rude awakening is truly a coming into the real world experience. Friends and family which were words that I often threw around as if they were nothing, now I hold in reserve for the select few , the few which I am still in search for. The notion of liberty and justice for all is nothing but statement to laugh at and an example of socialization at its best. Love is but another childhood fantasy that much like Santa clause and the Easter bunny is now revealed as a false truth. Life is the prison that I make my bed in and in the end this sucks. And while the restraints that are placed upon me by these earthly forces are weak, breaking them is not that simple. For in a world based on pure popularity and people approval freedom is but a dream once more. All those who feel the sincere need to express themselves soon find that they are the new Saleme witches being perused by the rules of conformity of the twenty first century. Pitch forks of limitations and constitutional amendments poking at there sides, all the while there pressures fall perfectly well within the realm of the so called law. Artist of all kinds must now find seclude dwellings and modernized underground railroads to be able to show there true colors. While the world claims to welcome change and individuality most people seem to have forgotten that long ago somewhere in time they established an alias and have some how made that front there true self. And in that sense we have all indeed mastered theater arts, the world is a stage and we must all play a part is not just a quote now but a true representation of the parts ,the fronts, and the lies that drive our lives each and everyday..... to be countinued
me

The Half Blood Prince

While I often found my self doubting that a book written at an 8th grade level could so much as make me feel the slightest emotional charge literature has once again proving me wrong. In J.K. Rowlings sixth year at Hogwarts I was able to see why the series had gained so much attention. The idea that there could exsisit a hidden demesion has attracted attention from many readers for as long as there has been books. Rowling simply takes those principles and multiplys them to the level in which one finds themselves questioning the truth and trying to distingush bettween fact and fiction. In my eyes the Harry potter sireis has hit me much likke that of Dan Browns Angels & Demons where i spent countless nights reaserching about the vatican ciity, catholic tradiitions, advanced weponry and many other thngs that came to life in Browns book. I now find myself caught in history books aout the art of Peganisim and wichcraft. Although some might still be sceptics to the fact that such things can hold any truths, the mere belife that it could be even remotley true is motivation enought for me. I highly recomend this book to people of all ages, andas for me i expect i will go back and retrace the previous things that took place in the place known as Hogwarts.