<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:57:17.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrogancia Humilde</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-5905403671302624912</id><published>2009-01-23T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:39:22.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/SXoAocOyFJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gdl8-9k8KBU/s1600-h/Moz+2008.9+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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width: 320px;" src="http://web.mac.com/paigeelenson/iWeb/Africa%20Yoga%20Project/Photos_files/928462666405_0_ALB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://web.mac.com/paigeelenson/iWeb/Africa%20Yoga%20Project/Photos_files/353119666405_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://web.mac.com/paigeelenson/iWeb/Africa%20Yoga%20Project/Photos_files/353119666405_0_ALB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://africayogaproject.org/"&gt;Africa yoga project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-680067682018785634?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/680067682018785634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=680067682018785634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/680067682018785634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/680067682018785634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/08/please-visit.html' title='Please visit'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-2376129952954314391</id><published>2008-08-06T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T06:53:20.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.makezine.com/pcFridge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blog.makezine.com/pcFridge2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last time I had the pleasure of writing here was 3 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new job or better said the internship become profitable. Summer its here and i bought a new AC, that only worked 30 min. Yes after almost 3 hours from the purchase time, the stair, unpacking,  the manual and putting the AC to work, it only worked 30 min. The next two months trying to get PC RICHARDS to come and fix the AC. After some exchange of call and two visits of the so call technicians they came to the conclusion that we need a new panel. Unfortunately the PC RICHARDS where not making that panel anymore. So take the ac out put in the box go the PC RICHARDS and exchange with a new one. Come up the stairs, unpack and yes the AC is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for the Global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the AC was one of the big events this summer and yes the new job (not really profitable),  not really  great. I NEED  A NEW JOB, ANY ONE OUT THERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-2376129952954314391?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/2376129952954314391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=2376129952954314391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2376129952954314391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2376129952954314391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-months-later.html' title='3 Months Later'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-2592150978941523857</id><published>2008-04-21T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:36:32.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Farm</title><content type='html'>The land is there....I was researching and found some interesting comments about what type of fertilizers one should use. In my farm it going to have to be organic fertilizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dr. Jean Beagle Ristaino, professor of plant pathology at NC State and the lead author of a paper describing the research, organic and sustainable farm soils contained more helpful chemical nutrients, had higher porosity and water-holding capacity – reducing the need for watering – and contained more beneficial bacteria that contribute to overall healthiness." Reducing the need for water it is "An important and highly desired characteristic during times of drought".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Soil with organic fertilizers require less water, an important factor given that predictions suggest by 2025 most developing countries will face physical or economic water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chemicals acting as soil nutrients were also more prevalent in sustainable and organic soils, as were tiny organisms that could help suppress soil-borne diseases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crop yields on farms in developing countries that used sustainable agriculture rose nearly 80 percent in four years, according to a study scheduled for publication in the Feb. 15 issue of the American Chemical Society journal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Environmental Science &amp;amp; Technology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-2592150978941523857?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/2592150978941523857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=2592150978941523857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2592150978941523857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2592150978941523857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/04/farm.html' title='The Farm'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-1424328565920949254</id><published>2008-04-21T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T10:13:16.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2eOVD5LkjB4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2eOVD5LkjB4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3ekcwB1oAI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3ekcwB1oAI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-1424328565920949254?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/1424328565920949254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=1424328565920949254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/1424328565920949254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/1424328565920949254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-8431701630404855383</id><published>2008-04-16T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:40:29.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun Killer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a3/King_Alcohol_and_his_Prime_Minister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a3/King_Alcohol_and_his_Prime_Minister.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Alcoholism&lt;/b&gt; is In common and historic usage, alcoholism refers to any condition that results in the continued consumption of alcoholic beverages despite the health problems and negative social consequences it causes. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alc0holism is a silent killer in our societies... Government are concerning about Education, irradiation of poverty or HIV. These are very important issues in society, But we have to start to take in consideration this new or we can say old silent killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The social problems arising from alcoholism can be significant. Being drunk or hung over during work hours can result in loss of employment&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; which can lead to financial problems including the loss of living quarters. Drinking at inappropriate times, and behavior caused by reduced judgment, can lead to legal consequences, such as criminal charges for Drunk Driving or public disorder, or civil penalties for Tortuous behavior. An alcoholic's behavior and mental impairment while drunk can profoundly impact surrounding family and friends, possibly leading to Marital conflict and Divorce, or contributing to Domestic Violence. This can contribute to lasting damage to the emotional development of the alcoholic's children, even after they reach adulthood. The alcoholic could suffer from loss of respect from others who may see the problem as self-inflicted and easily avoided"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As we can see alcoholism can be very danger to a growing society, it affect all the sector of a society. Creating an instable environment. It can be said that this phenomena can be the cause of  poverty or vice versa and increasing the number of HIV infected persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some society maybe it is a Taboo to talk about alcoholism, however I think that is very important that this Taboo has to be broken. Personally i know people that surfer from this disease but don't even know. They just think that they are having to much fun. People are starting  to drink in a younger age and in stronger types of alcohol. The famous Vodka or tequila, it will kill or destroy the lives of many people in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholism is a social problem, as like all the social problems it affects the society as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-8431701630404855383?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/8431701630404855383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=8431701630404855383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/8431701630404855383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/8431701630404855383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-killer.html' title='The Fun Killer'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-7171774911622075692</id><published>2008-04-15T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:14:51.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Farm (continuation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.prospectwines.com/images/prospect_wine_field1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.prospectwines.com/images/prospect_wine_field1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to my farm.&lt;div&gt;I have being trying to research about sustainable Agriculture. It is an overwhelmed task. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a paper that proposed a improvement of the Vegetables Farms in South Uruguay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to take some of the ideas for my own farm.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of work , and it seams more because i am not at the field. I am just researching here in my desk, but the main goal is that one day i will implement, this plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Vegetables ? Mozambique import vegetables. we are capable to produce and sustain all the internal market. So one of the reasons why Vegetable. The other one is that we have eat more healthier, African countries have malnutrition problems. Maybe by producing more vegetable that problem can decrease .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some points that i came across. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No use of chemical fertilizers ..... all Natural .. maybe i will have a better market if all the products are ORGANICs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sustainable development implies that the productive capacity of the resource base has to be maintained to guarantee stable or increasing production in the future. Sustainable may be interpreted as the degree to which a set of objectives in different domains e.g. economics, environment, landscape and equity in satisfied"   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sustainable agriculture is more than just the vegetable it all about the community all the direct and indirect stakeholder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-7171774911622075692?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/7171774911622075692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=7171774911622075692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/7171774911622075692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/7171774911622075692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/04/farm-continuation.html' title='The Farm (continuation)'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-4546054166185892546</id><published>2008-04-15T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:39:39.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is to be......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spacetoday.org/images/SolSys/Earth/EarthBlueMarbleWestTerraSat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.spacetoday.org/images/SolSys/Earth/EarthBlueMarbleWestTerraSat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does make us from a country ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it important to be from a country. &lt;div&gt;What is to be an American, an Portuguese, a Chinese, an Iraqi or a Mozambican. In this global society are we losing what is to be from a certain nationality ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone asks you to tell what is that makes you an American, or a Mozambican , what would you say. It is because some one was born in that country that makes a person a Mozambican or a Tanzanian. I am trying to figure it out, to point, what is that makes me a Mozambican. What are the specific characteristic that makes Me a Mozambican. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all scream lough and proud in from *** or i am from ***.  But in this mixes world can we really pint point what is that makes us from Mozambique or England. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a Nigerian , come to study in the USA, after his studies he get married. Has a son is born in the USA. The family moves after some time to China. The son will consider himself a Nigerian , an American or with time will he be more Chinese !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is that makes us so uniquely from a place . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-4546054166185892546?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/4546054166185892546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=4546054166185892546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4546054166185892546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4546054166185892546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-to-be.html' title='What is to be......'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-2494071976525958564</id><published>2008-04-03T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:57:56.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR WORK IS NEVER OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.crowndozen.com/main/archives/upload/2006/07/DaftPunkHeidi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.crowndozen.com/main/archives/upload/2006/07/DaftPunkHeidi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i Bring &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daft_Punk"&gt;Daft Punk .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics of this song are the true, and i have to street , THE TRUE, meaning of our existence in this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New world order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work It&lt;br /&gt;Make It&lt;br /&gt;Do It&lt;br /&gt;Makes Us&lt;br /&gt;Harder&lt;br /&gt;Better&lt;br /&gt;Faster&lt;br /&gt;Stronger&lt;br /&gt;More Than&lt;br /&gt;Hour&lt;br /&gt;Our&lt;br /&gt;Never&lt;br /&gt;Ever&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;Work is&lt;br /&gt;Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work It Harder Make It Better&lt;br /&gt;Do It Faster, Makes Us stronger&lt;br /&gt;More Than Ever Hour After&lt;br /&gt;Our Work Is Never Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They show in this few words, how the world &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WORKS&lt;/span&gt;. How we work and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUR WORK IS NEVER OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-2494071976525958564?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/2494071976525958564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=2494071976525958564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2494071976525958564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2494071976525958564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-i-bring-daft-punk.html' title='OUR WORK IS NEVER OVER'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-6696829249388413924</id><published>2008-04-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:23:12.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THe 11 hour</title><content type='html'>I try to write everyday, but i don not. I have the ideas in my head but it still a process that i have to get used, the process of putting what i are think into paper.  So every day that i write it is a new step in this long process.&lt;br /&gt;So a few days ago, i watch the 11th Hour, a documentary about the 1 hour that we have to save our planet. We just have one hour. The documentary shows, how our human settlement here in this planet, is destructing the planet.&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting to see, how we, people, see the nature separated of us. In reality we are as part of nature as the water and the air. If we are destroying the Nature we are auto-destroying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still have this  Hour, to try to change the course of History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is important to me, to create or recreate a sustainable Plan to implement in this 200 hectares that i have(or want to have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm still researching.&lt;br /&gt;however one thing i already know is that i have to plan trees. it is impressive how much water a tree can storage, and help to prevent floods..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-6696829249388413924?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/6696829249388413924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=6696829249388413924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/6696829249388413924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/6696829249388413924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/04/11-hour.html' title='THe 11 hour'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-5115617130856558421</id><published>2008-03-20T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T08:12:48.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plan</title><content type='html'>I have being think and researching for a way or a plan to make profit yet also helping a community. I have been struggling with the terms economic development and sustainable economic development.  So what is the different between this two terms. In my opinion, economic development uplifts a group of people or a community; more literacy rates, life expectancy and decrease of the poverty rates. So sustainable economic development is to try to achieve those first goals but taking in consideration the future generation, communities, environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have been braking my head trying to create a plan that you satisfy both concepts. when i was in high school, we described History as the study of past event so we can understand the present and work for a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i try to go back in history on thing is constant in the development of a community Agriculture. Since primordial time that we Humans have being practicing  agriculture, getting better and more efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the Department of statistic of Mozambique:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mozambique is essentially an agricultural country. More than 75% of its population live in the countryside, and work in &lt;span class="highlightedSearchTerm"&gt;agriculture&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agriculture, sustainable agriculture is the future in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan is to create a Agricultural sustainable community. If you are reading and want to help me please leave a comment, write and email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The plan starts were..............200 hectares of land....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-5115617130856558421?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/5115617130856558421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=5115617130856558421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/5115617130856558421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/5115617130856558421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/03/plan.html' title='The Plan'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-4039987555670572202</id><published>2008-03-18T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:07:37.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The curse of the BOX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tech2.com/media/images/img_3163_ubisoftlovesps3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.tech2.com/media/images/img_3163_ubisoftlovesps3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The box is one of the most dehumanizing tools in our generation. With the box ONE achieves instant satisfaction.  The box becomes our parent and our teacher. It teaches us to not live socially or to live in a social virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we care for another ONE, if we do not have any sense of the Social sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE wants instant satisfaction, that is why the Box production is in the Billions.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a radical, The BOX is pure evil, LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to study the effect of the box in this new society and also the concepct of instant satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Box = instant satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dehumanization, first what does make us human? There are not a lot of specific trades for human. There are some, but the others we can find in the So called Animal world. The social aspect of human is one of the aspects that separate us from the Animal world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a thought: What the animals think about us, "i know you can say that they do not think, but if they did."....look, the so called human are killing all the animal and making the heart a inhabitable place .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So going back to the Box, the new generation the BOX generation does not have any social skills because the box does not teach any social. The box is all about individualism and instant satisfaction. So how will this Box generation deal with the social issues that are affecting the world. Maybe some will but the majority will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Box generation just fell any social issues if it land at their own backyard. Just like in the  box, it only if affects the Box, than it is important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-4039987555670572202?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/4039987555670572202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=4039987555670572202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4039987555670572202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4039987555670572202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/03/curse-of-box.html' title='The curse of the BOX'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-4872947287005862051</id><published>2008-03-17T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T08:57:16.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just</title><content type='html'>All organism in heart live and try to survive. We all live in our own jungles. From the Savannah to the the arctic deserts or from the downtown JBH to downtown Manhattan. all the organism are in jungles. The lion lives in Savannah takes cares of his family, feeds, protect, reproduces and surviver.&lt;br /&gt;I live in iron jungle, Manhattan. trying to survive and co-habitat with all other organism that surround  me. A jungle of individuals and a collective. More times more individualistic than the collective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the one of the only organism that in trying to take care of us and or family, it is manage to  create all this mess that we are living in today. All this environmental and social problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some one said that you Brain is our gift and our curse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-4872947287005862051?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/4872947287005862051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=4872947287005862051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4872947287005862051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4872947287005862051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/03/just.html' title='Just'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-2009852211142190391</id><published>2008-03-12T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:37:07.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 24 hours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R9gZseCsRiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_dD2ZkR-XvU/s1600-h/Roof+2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R9gZseCsRiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_dD2ZkR-XvU/s320/Roof+2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176916023431677474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day that one wakes up, it is a blessing. Everyday that i wake up i am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;The picture was taken by Nunas, in one of 24 hours of ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 24 hours to be happy or to become happy. 24 hours to try not to care about the things that i do not have but maybe think about the things that i want to achieve. It may be the same idea but in a more positive way to see, not what i do not have yet the things that i want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;24 hours that this capitalism world tries to makes or to turn me into a cold and calculative person.&lt;br /&gt;24 to love my B and to tell her that is ok, to dream and that growing up is hard.&lt;br /&gt;24 hours that i spend of this so called rented body. 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;in this 24 hours, people will die some will be born. some are happy and some not. everybody is in this 24 hour run with or against time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-2009852211142190391?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/2009852211142190391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=2009852211142190391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2009852211142190391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2009852211142190391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/03/24-hours.html' title='The 24 hours.'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R9gZseCsRiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_dD2ZkR-XvU/s72-c/Roof+2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-3084476811530773761</id><published>2008-03-12T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T10:44:06.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day i will Learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;  &lt;span class="heading"&gt;I Have Learned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that you cannot make someone love you.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt; I've learned that no matter how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;some people just don't care back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt; I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that it takes years to build up trust,&lt;br /&gt;and only seconds to destroy it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that it's not what you have in your life&lt;br /&gt;but who you have in your life that counts. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;After that, you'd better know something. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do&lt;br /&gt;but to the best you can do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that it's not what happens to people that's important.&lt;br /&gt;It's what they do about it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that you can do something in an instant&lt;br /&gt;that will give you heartache for life. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that no matter how thin you slice it,&lt;br /&gt;there are always two sides. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that it's taking me a long time&lt;br /&gt;to become the person I want to be. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that it's a lot easier to react than it is to think. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt; I've learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words.&lt;br /&gt;It may be the last time you see them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that you can keep going&lt;br /&gt;long after you think you can't. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that we are responsible for what we do,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how we feel. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that either you control your attitude&lt;br /&gt;or it controls you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first,&lt;br /&gt;the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done&lt;br /&gt;when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that learning to forgive takes practice. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that there are people who love you dearly,&lt;br /&gt;but just don't know how to show it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that money is a lousy way of keeping score. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing&lt;br /&gt;and have the best time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you&lt;br /&gt;when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that true friendship continues to grow,&lt;br /&gt;even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that maturity has more to do with&lt;br /&gt;what types of experiences you've had&lt;br /&gt;and what you've learned from them&lt;br /&gt;and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that you should never tell a child their dreams are unlikely or outlandish.&lt;br /&gt;Few things are more humiliating, and what a tragedy it would be if they believed it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that your family won't always be there for you. |&lt;br /&gt;  It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to&lt;br /&gt;can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again.&lt;br /&gt;Families aren't biological.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt; I've learned that no matter how good a friend is,&lt;br /&gt;they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't stop for your grief. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that sometimes when my friends fight,&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to choose sides even when I don't want to. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that just because two people argue,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean they don't love each other.&lt;br /&gt;And just because they don't argue,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean they do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that sometimes you have to put the individual&lt;br /&gt;ahead of their actions. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that we don't have to change friends&lt;br /&gt;if we understand that friends change. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret.&lt;br /&gt;It could change your life forever. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing&lt;br /&gt;and see something totally different. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that no matter how you try to protect your children,&lt;br /&gt;they will eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that there are many ways of falling and staying in love.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter the consequences,&lt;br /&gt;those who are honest with themselves get farther in life. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that no matter how many friends you have,&lt;br /&gt;if you are their pillar you will feel lonely and lost&lt;br /&gt;at the times you need them most. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours&lt;br /&gt;by people who don't even know you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that even when you think you have no more to give,&lt;br /&gt;when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that writing, as well as talking, can ease emotional pains. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that the paradigm we live in is not all that is offered to us. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that the people you care most about in life&lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that although the word "love" can have many different meaning,&lt;br /&gt;it loses value when overly used. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;I've learned that it's hard to determine where to draw the line |&lt;br /&gt;between being nice and not hurting people's feelings&lt;br /&gt;and standing up for what you believe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt; ~ Author Unknown &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-3084476811530773761?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/3084476811530773761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=3084476811530773761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/3084476811530773761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/3084476811530773761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-day-i-will-learn.html' title='One day i will Learn'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-1966154577690797502</id><published>2008-03-11T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:43:49.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R9bPW-CsRhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/f8GbPmBLso4/s1600-h/windowslivewritermeditationleadstosuperiorbrainperformanc-efe8brain-scan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R9bPW-CsRhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/f8GbPmBLso4/s320/windowslivewritermeditationleadstosuperiorbrainperformanc-efe8brain-scan3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176552815227323922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Picture from  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meditationliving.com/" target="_top"&gt;www.meditationliving.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;b&gt;brain&lt;/b&gt; is the control center of the central nervous system&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, responsible for behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. In mammals, the brain is located in the head, protected by the&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; skull and close to the primary sensory apparatus of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visual_perception" title="Visual perception"&gt;vision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hearing_%28sense%29" title="Hearing (sense)"&gt;hearing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equilibrioception" title="Equilibrioception"&gt;equilibrioception&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; (balance), sense of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taste" title="Taste"&gt;taste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olfaction" title="Olfaction"&gt;olfaction&lt;/a&gt; (smell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to think about the brain. It is amazing that when i say i like to think about the brain, in reality is my brain self analyzing and saying that He likes to think about Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me or for my brain are we one or two. We talk about the brain as talking about another person or identity. It is amazing that the brain is in a self discovering path. The brain is studying it self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brain in my opinion is the perfect Democracy. Do you agree ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-1966154577690797502?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/1966154577690797502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=1966154577690797502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/1966154577690797502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/1966154577690797502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/03/brain.html' title='The Brain'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R9bPW-CsRhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/f8GbPmBLso4/s72-c/windowslivewritermeditationleadstosuperiorbrainperformanc-efe8brain-scan3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-5532597294992262468</id><published>2008-02-24T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T08:13:12.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Children Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8JKEj0x5OI/AAAAAAAAADs/too753I63ao/s1600-h/-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170776764371297506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8JKEj0x5OI/AAAAAAAAADs/too753I63ao/s320/-24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8JJfT0x5NI/AAAAAAAAADk/bB7_-SnYRDI/s1600-h/-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170776124421170386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8JJfT0x5NI/AAAAAAAAADk/bB7_-SnYRDI/s320/-26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8JI-j0x5MI/AAAAAAAAADc/54TdB3EA320/s1600-h/-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170775561780454594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8JI-j0x5MI/AAAAAAAAADc/54TdB3EA320/s320/-25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me again with some new pictures, If you notices i love to relate what i write with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;This i took 2 days ago in Central Park, a snow day.&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how much fun you can have with you are child. Does not matter whether you are in Central park or in Tuntudoro park in Mozambique, when you are a child there are no worries.  Being a child its the best thing that exist in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a shame that some Kids do not have the pleasure to be free as a bird and play as a child should play. However even in extreme situations the child inside of a child always try to come out. You can go to the deeps parts in Africa and you will see a lot of poverty, yet you will see that kids find ingenious ways to enjoy childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“The ability to play is one of the principal criteria of mental health.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley Montagu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plays its important not only for us the so called Humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="AbstractHeading"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Various functional theories of play stress that social play is essential for the practice and learning of sex roles, dominance relationships, troop culture, integration of individuals into the troop structure, the control of aggression, etc. Data on squirrel monkeys (&lt;i&gt;Saimiri&lt;/i&gt;) in natural environments indicate that social interaction and troop integration can develop in various manners in the absence of social play.&lt;div class="AbstractPara"&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;Comparative observations were made on squirrel monkeys in a seminatural environment in Florida and 43 natural environments in Panama, Colombia, Peru, and Brazil. There was a broad range of variance in the data on ecology, troop size, troop cohesiveness, average individual distances, frequency of play, etc. In some environments, individuals in the infant and juvenile age classes engaged in social play for approximately 1.5 to 3 hours a day. However, in one environment, not a single incidence of social play occurred during 261 hours of close range observation. The troops in which no play occurred were very cohesive (&lt;i&gt;i.e.&lt;/i&gt;, they seldom fragmented), and the animals traveled at close individual distances. Agonistic interactions were not uncontrolled. Copulations were observed; and 85 percent of the adult females were accompanied by infants, which indicates a normal rate of reproductive success for the species.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="AbstractPara"&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;Data are presented on friendly, aggressive, sexual, and spacing behavior in squirrel monkeys. These data indicate that (1) social play is not necessary for the development and/or learning of an adaptive modicum of social interaction patterns and troop cohesion, but (2) the opportunity to play provides learning experiences in which young animals can develop more complex, varied social interaction patterns and stronger habits for engaging in frequent social exchanges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more information about the role of play visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="r"&gt;&lt;a href="educar.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/play.pdf" class="l" onmousedown="return rwt(this,'','','res','1','AFQjCNHWTJUqjzfSGzhLsuMhrcwRYV-lDg','&amp;sig2=e1_Qj4Jfl32orGiI7MsZkQ')"&gt;The Vital Role of Play in Childhood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-5532597294992262468?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/5532597294992262468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=5532597294992262468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/5532597294992262468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/5532597294992262468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-children-play.html' title='Let the Children Play'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8JKEj0x5OI/AAAAAAAAADs/too753I63ao/s72-c/-24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-6925021924678288614</id><published>2008-02-23T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:01:46.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children are the flowers that never wilt</title><content type='html'>Samora Machel the first president of Mozambique said, "as criancas sao as flores que nunca morcham", Children are the flowers that never wilt. In a few year the will be no flowers in Africa, the ones that will still be alive will be orphans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to poverty and no education Africans believe in traditional treatment. Some believe in One is infected with HIV and have sex with a virgin, One will become free of the disease. Other don't believe in using condoms and by doing this many women get infected in the continent. This mentality in making more victims in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government is not doing a great Job, in the case of Mozambique, there is more publicity to tourism in the country them projects to prevent and educate about HIV. Opening more and more Hotels. It is great that the country is growing and that with tourism there will be more money, maybe to help more HIV positive people. However there is a big MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opera opened in South Africa a Million dollar School for kids, How many HIV positive Kids could have had be helped. Not to say that the opening of the school was not a great present to the Kids of the Community, only that sometimes we must start small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that i think that we all should see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels In The Dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ORp7vZUG06w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ORp7vZUG06w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmmonthly.com/Video/Articles/AngelsInTheDust/AngelsInTheDust.html"&gt;http://www.filmmonthly.com/Video/Articles/AngelsInTheDust/AngelsInTheDust.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the documentary on Man says: WE busy during the week, bury on the weekends, sometimes on Saturday i can go to 3 funerals in the one day...I already lost count of how many funerals i have went to since the beginning of this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the year 2010, 100 million people in Sub-Saharan Africa will be infected with HIV/AIDS, and 26 million children will be orphaned as a result of the virus. In South Africa alone, six million adults and children are infected, but the government has turned a blind eye to the mounting pandemic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-6925021924678288614?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/6925021924678288614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=6925021924678288614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/6925021924678288614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/6925021924678288614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/children-are-flowers-that-never-wilt.html' title='Children are the flowers that never wilt'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-2512953773835455745</id><published>2008-02-23T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T16:17:52.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Instructions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8C27T0x5LI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZzB_cgBnRRw/s1600-h/-5028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170333502271513778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8C27T0x5LI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZzB_cgBnRRw/s320/-5028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had this astral rocket more then just a ship. A lot bigger then aquila, or the titanic. I hide it in my basement, I think its been around from the time of cavemen. Though it has technology far beyond that of human intellect. Or that even our greatest scientist can understand. At night while every one dreams, sleeps and is safe in their cocoons. I slip out the room, tiptoe through the house, and delicately. Gently unlock the door. Creep down the stairs so as not to frighten it, it's not just mechanical. More like super biological. When I touch it, recognizes me by slight of hand opens up to me. I enter settle down, we converse not by words tough. That's silly it doesn't speak English. I am not sure what language it speaks. With all its greatness and power, millions of light years travel possible. It does not understand the concept of language. I am not educated enough to explain to it what, language is. Nor religion, nor race or even something as basic as color? I sometimes tell it for a smart ship it is dumb. We talk of places all across our multiverse, of past of present and even of future. It's been there here and every where its shows me of the greatness of the "soul". The essence, I have never told any body of the ship. No one would believe me. It claims its from the future, but I told it that time travel is impossible. Another term it did not understand. It is like a child sometimes, tells me bed time stories. Of racelless faceless and nameless places. Nor currency, for that's only current no need  for that if you are immortal. No wars, for the is no great cause but all are one and one is all. United in thought, being, conscious and conscience. One mother to all children, and all children with one mother. All know to love her. I asked ship, one day if we could take all the people on earth. To it's place so we could also be happy. And know what it is to be complete, fulfilled one. It told me no. I asked why not, you care about my people right ? It replied I care for all people. My question unanswered I asked again why can't we take them to that place. Where there is no hunger, no war, no rape no death no politics or race. She replied to me, they are not ready all in all with a process. To know better you will do worst, to enjoy life you will experience death. To appreciate first you must be without. You will struggle and go to your deepest depths first. So you will rise from there to be all you were meant to be. I asked the ship, I know so why can't you take me. She replied you are all my children. I love you no less for being wiser, and I love the others no more for being lost. All will one day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fred thanks for the article &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-2512953773835455745?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/2512953773835455745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=2512953773835455745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2512953773835455745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/2512953773835455745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-instructions.html' title='No Instructions'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R8C27T0x5LI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZzB_cgBnRRw/s72-c/-5028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-5352281804044660219</id><published>2008-02-22T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T18:04:54.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting my wall crumble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7994D0x5KI/AAAAAAAAADM/7pNFIeaL3oA/s1600-h/face-of-beth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169989299297445026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7994D0x5KI/AAAAAAAAADM/7pNFIeaL3oA/s320/face-of-beth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A true soul mate is the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. a true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet because they tear down your walls and smack you awake"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Love that is changing me. Making me a better person (man) and more in tune with the world. I am blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-5352281804044660219?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/5352281804044660219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=5352281804044660219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/5352281804044660219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/5352281804044660219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/letting-my-wall-crumble.html' title='Letting my wall crumble'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7994D0x5KI/AAAAAAAAADM/7pNFIeaL3oA/s72-c/face-of-beth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-3815179821895058764</id><published>2008-02-21T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T12:53:44.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73ijT0x5II/AAAAAAAAAC8/AdMRgFDldz4/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73ijT0x5II/AAAAAAAAAC8/AdMRgFDldz4/s320/Picture+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169537043536143490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73iSz0x5HI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z6tGAoYxPTo/s1600-h/IMG_3027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73iSz0x5HI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z6tGAoYxPTo/s320/IMG_3027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169536760068301938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73h9z0x5GI/AAAAAAAAACs/i5Gd0ZQsBtU/s1600-h/IMG_3030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73h9z0x5GI/AAAAAAAAACs/i5Gd0ZQsBtU/s320/IMG_3030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169536399291049058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heat is rising, Global warming is already in strong activity.&lt;br /&gt;In Chinas the cold weather his killing people, in Mozambique the heat is higher than Normal....&lt;br /&gt;How can we revert this problem ? Will we revert ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the developed world many countries are already trying to go green. The cars becoming more environmental friendly more people are more aware of this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question, what will we do with the cars that are not environmental friendly. I know you can melt the car and build a new one, a environmental friendly.&lt;br /&gt;But how about the cars in African cities. The cities in Africa are becoming overcrowded with second hand cars, Increasing the emissions of gases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The African cities are growing but not with an environmental agenda. Even if we fix the problem in the developed countries the same problem is starting in the developing countries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New solutions must be found. More sustainable solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since we are still trying to find the solutions and the heat is rising.  What will we do ? In Maputo People fight the heat by going to the beach.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-3815179821895058764?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/3815179821895058764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=3815179821895058764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/3815179821895058764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/3815179821895058764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/beach.html' title='The Beach'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73ijT0x5II/AAAAAAAAAC8/AdMRgFDldz4/s72-c/Picture+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-8329720119908825852</id><published>2008-02-20T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T09:06:00.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We need more Free Hugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xdWj0x5FI/AAAAAAAAACk/jpDf_NrytBs/s1600-h/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xdWj0x5FI/AAAAAAAAACk/jpDf_NrytBs/s320/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169109114469606482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xdJT0x5EI/AAAAAAAAACc/ADKTEp0IHLM/s1600-h/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xdJT0x5EI/AAAAAAAAACc/ADKTEp0IHLM/s320/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169108886836339778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xc7T0x5DI/AAAAAAAAACU/_0nSyrcDdnQ/s1600-h/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xc7T0x5DI/AAAAAAAAACU/_0nSyrcDdnQ/s320/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169108646318171186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is what really means being Human. Standing out there giving Free Hugs. Giving some love back to the world.&lt;br /&gt;A Free Hug Might be what we all need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you Think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-8329720119908825852?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/8329720119908825852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=8329720119908825852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/8329720119908825852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/8329720119908825852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-need-more-free-hugs.html' title='We need more Free Hugs'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xdWj0x5FI/AAAAAAAAACk/jpDf_NrytBs/s72-c/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-8198631741231357261</id><published>2008-02-20T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T08:43:19.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homo Sapiens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xUzD0x4_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/5BPg5n_avnY/s1600-h/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xUzD0x4_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/5BPg5n_avnY/s320/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169099708491228146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a cold day 28F, i wish i was in Maputo 82F. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to talk about humans, we have forgot what is the meaning of being an Human.&lt;br /&gt;I think that is very interesting that a lot of us(humans) have being trying to find out the meaning of being HUMAN. However, sometimes on the process of trying to become or find out what is being a Human or to connect to the world we go father from the Humans that we trying to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are define as "A member of the genus Homo and especially of the species H. sapiens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe Filidae is "the biological family of the cats; a member of this family is called a felid" all from the same family but non of them care of each other sometimes they even fight and kill each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homo Sapiens Do the same and we are all from the same family &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote from Malcolm X....&lt;br /&gt;We declare our right on this earth to be a human being, to be respected as a human being, to be given the rights of a human being in this society, on this earth, in this day, which we intend to bring into existence by any means necessary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-8198631741231357261?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/8198631741231357261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=8198631741231357261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/8198631741231357261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/8198631741231357261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/homo-sapiens.html' title='Homo Sapiens'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7xUzD0x4_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/5BPg5n_avnY/s72-c/06.15.07+Beth+shoting,+union+square+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-4975918487248077843</id><published>2008-02-19T09:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:56:56.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The window ..."A Janela"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7sYeT0x4-I/AAAAAAAAABs/A__3cyysu-E/s1600-h/662545-R1-E037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7sYeT0x4-I/AAAAAAAAABs/A__3cyysu-E/s320/662545-R1-E037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168751906334565346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WE all look through a window..different windows ..different point of views...different experiments...sometimes even if we look through the same windows we see different things....What do you see ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-4975918487248077843?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/4975918487248077843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=4975918487248077843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4975918487248077843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/4975918487248077843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/window-janela.html' title='The window ...&quot;A Janela&quot;'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R7sYeT0x4-I/AAAAAAAAABs/A__3cyysu-E/s72-c/662545-R1-E037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-7119245210769897324</id><published>2008-02-19T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T13:27:40.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrogacia Humilde of ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73ssz0x5JI/AAAAAAAAADE/GByiPd7BfkM/s1600-h/P1013663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73ssz0x5JI/AAAAAAAAADE/GByiPd7BfkM/s320/P1013663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169548201861178514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrogance&lt;/span&gt;:an attitude of superiority manifested in an overbearing manner or in presumptuous claims or assumptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humble&lt;/span&gt;:not proud or arrogant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Blog title is Arrogancia Humilde "arrogance Humble", I am both and my challenge is to try to maintain a balance between these both concepts. In the 21st century we can not be more of one or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I am putting my ideas out there to the world to see and read. The blog is a way to express all the sides that ONE can have.&lt;br /&gt;I love Pictures so i might Put some of my pictures to the world to enjoy and criticizes( constructive criticisms is the best way i can evolute).&lt;br /&gt;Recently i see my self talking more about the social issues so this maybe a way to get some of my ideas out there and maybe i might find some solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of my main Goals is to Find ways to enjoy life and to help people around me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I am very interested in Economic development)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-7119245210769897324?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/7119245210769897324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=7119245210769897324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/7119245210769897324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/7119245210769897324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/arrogance-attitude-of-superiority.html' title='Arrogacia Humilde of ME'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zLjPhMkW-D4/R73ssz0x5JI/AAAAAAAAADE/GByiPd7BfkM/s72-c/P1013663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569261587590505930.post-3769417816523177039</id><published>2008-02-19T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:45:13.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pVz_AOFuZ_E&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pVz_AOFuZ_E&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the oppressed to be able to wage the struggle for their liberation, they need to perceive the reality of oppression not as a closed world from which there is no exit, but as a limiing situation which they can transform by PAOLO FREIRE'S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us to understand and try to change how some aspects of the world work we have to be able to  see what Freire's sees, that there is always a way to transform the situation that we are in. The people have to be organized and find the exit for the problem. The situation  Feb 5 in Maputo is just a sign that wen the people are push to extremes they will react.  IN  Maputo the extreme was the rise of the transportation fare. Maputo population must see Feb 5 as a sign that if they unite and react, more issues can be resolved. More demonstration, peaceful demonstration. Like Azagaia said The people is in Power. The people was the power to put the Government  in power and this is a point that the people should realized. That they are the ONES that put other people in power. So in a sense they have the power of Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is virtually nothing that can not be changed. it might that time but change eventually comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUoUDuAPCZA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUoUDuAPCZA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More information about &lt;a href="http://www.marxists.org/subject/education/freire/pedagogy/index.htm"&gt;Paulo freire &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569261587590505930-3769417816523177039?l=arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/feeds/3769417816523177039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569261587590505930&amp;postID=3769417816523177039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/3769417816523177039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569261587590505930/posts/default/3769417816523177039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arroganciahumilde.blogspot.com/2008/02/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Arrogancia humilde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09705632698523305109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
