Think about it, and I hope you enjoy it.
jueves, 17 de noviembre de 2011
A Global Solution
Think about it, and I hope you enjoy it.
The Story of Stuff Project
The first step to changing a situation is learning about it and that's what The Story of Stuff Project is all about. Let's understand how our economy works and we'll be able to start changing our consumerist habits, which might be consuming ourselves, our planet and our future as well. If you are interested, follow the link; you'll find very illuminating videos, all of them related to our economy, consumerism, the environment, sustainability and much more...
Choice
We want to be free, we want our children to have chances in life -which means the possibility to choose,- so we think of choice as something good...
Or, is it? Is it possible to have too much of a good thing? Is consumerism and the idea of choice actually consuming us and taking up all of our freedom?
I think that is something we should think about.
jueves, 27 de octubre de 2011
Language as a Window into Human Nature
martes, 25 de octubre de 2011
The Fringe Benefits of Failure and the Importance of Imagination
viernes, 14 de octubre de 2011
Ask the wind
It's been a long time and now it seems I'll be writing here again. I'm hopeless at poetry, I admit, but you can blame Emilio Alzueta for making me write (and publish) it. I know it's not good, but it might mean something to those who know me.
Ask the wind
Cold in the winter the North wind blows,
Through highlands and mountains its paths have crossed.
“What news of my darling d’you bring from the North?
For it’s icy and chilly and I miss his warmth”
“It is long since I saw him,
That day the sky broke.
He wandered light-footed
Surfing the squall”
Fresh in the spring the East wind blows,
Through valleys and rivers its paths have crossed.
“What news of my darling d’you bring from the East?
For it’s temperate and sunny and I long for his kiss”
Enjoying the light,
He followed his path
Away, to the night”
Hot in the summer the South wind blows,
Through moors and deserts its paths have crossed.
“What news of my darling d’you bring in your bag?
For I’m lonely and gloomy and in need of his laugh”
"It is long since I saw him
Wandering West.
He was flying and beaming
To the end of his quest”
Smooth in the autumn the West wind blows,
Through seas and oceans its paths have crossed.
“What news of my babe do you bear?
For I’m aching, and tired, and I’ve searched everywhere!”
“Past the waves and the clouds away yonder,
Where no shadow or stain can be born,
There’s a land full of colour and sunshine,
And he’s waiting for you at the shore”

