Julia De Burgos

Julia De Burgos 2/17/14 – 7/6/53

"Dadme Mi Numero"

"¡Dadme mi número! No quiero que hasta el amor se me desprenda...

Unido sueño que me sigue como a mis pasos va la huella.

¡Dadme mi número, porque si no,

me moriré después de muerta!"

Julia De Burgos, one of the best Puerto Rican and Latin American poets, was found dying of pneumonia in the streets of Spanish Harlem. When she died she was in the morgue with a Jane Doe toe tag and was given a peasants burial.

It is said the this poem was her was her predicting her own death because in it she ask to be given her number, the number that identify her in the morgue

I feel better here

I feel that posting on the blogspot it will be less scrutinized

Tumblr

Keep reading all my interesting quips and anecdotes on adbruno.tumblr.com or not

Four years and I am as relevant as a four year old newspaper.

I am doing this because of his comments and he mocks it.

What a horrible way to end it. My fault of course.

Nature Is Awesome

Defy Convention

I wish I could feel the earth quake beneath me. so I can feel like this world is as unstable as I am.

I know I deserve it, but I still don't like it.

5th day of my no cereal no dairy diet. Its getter tougher every day. Honestly Don't see how I can make it to day 40 but nobody seems to care or see how much of a sacrifice it truly is for me. So many nights finding comfort and a place to drown my sorrows but I guess it for the best. Its a personal test after all so nobody else is supposed to care. I just wish there was someone there shouting inspirational words to me believing I can do it. How pathetic is this.

Today

Was an over all shitty day.

SURVIVING

Bout to yell all over this track

http://azizisbored.tumblr.com/post/177389632/jay-z-feat-aziz-ansari-and-kanye-west-hate-dj

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

*SNOW*

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow

Just Keep Swimming

Amazing

I have to stay focused, I have to keep my eyes on the price and eventhough I have come to realize that failure is part of the game I will still try my damned hardest to prevent that step in life. I know I am not burdened by perfection but I will try to be the best I can be. Thats all I can do because I can't be more than I am but I sure will stay focused till I get what I want.

"Ridi, Pagliaccio, e ognun applaudir!"

The End Is Nigh

I heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor... I am Pagliacci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.

-Rorschach, Watchmen

Her:

"With all your lies,
You're still very lovable."

- Bon Iver, For Emma

I wanna know everything about you. I wanna know what you are doing at every second even if it doesn't seem that way

I hate YOU

I hate you Facebook, Myspace, for all the damge you cause me. Although not your fault directly I want to blame you to save myself the torment of self hatred. The damages go beyond the weakend attention span and lack of personal communication skills, but much deeper into the soul of my being. I hate you even more when I find myself still wasting time posting a status of my life that anyone would know if they just cared enough to ask. I hate that in some cases its the only way to keep in contact with some of my family members or some of those aquaintences. I hate when people talk to the general masses cause when I am looking for someone to talk to I dont want to be generalized but I hate you most of all because I cant seem to get away. I hate you I hate you I hate you. "What's on your Mind?" living life to the fullest (sarcasm)

DEXTER!

Finally my favorite show gets some recognition. It was a great season and a great show and damn anybody who says Michael C. Hall won because of his cancer. I always thought it was a tough role to play and finally he and his cast mates and of course the fans get a nice reward.

Haiti

Every one in a while there is a natural disaster or some type of catastrophe that will test the heart and will of human kind. In the last decade we had 9/11, the tsunami, Katrina, Virginia Tech Shootings, The DC sniper, the 3/11 attacks in Spain, and so much more. In the first month of a new year and a new decade of a new presidential administration we encounter our first natural disaster.

An Earthquake occurred in Haiti which has left many dead, injured, homeless, orphaned and or alone. In this digital and technological era everyones points of views are accessible at the click of a button like this blog for example and I have heard and read many points of views most of which let me know that there is hope for this world still but some that really show no hope for this country which seems to take two steps backward for ever step forward.

I just want to say that i wish i could help in any way i could besides posting this blog or putting it on my status on facebook. Even through the negative comments this country keeps putting out in the he world I will keep praying for the people of Haiti because it is times like these that we all need a power from above.

2010

so we leave behind another year, a year full of disappointment and regret and deaths and anguish but now a new year has started which is supposed to represent new beginnings nd fresh starts. I really hope so because after over two decades of life i can't take much more of the pain and hurt that i hve felt for years. 2010 seems like a promising year. God i really hope so

2010 is coming... what should we do. tomorrow I will wrap up the dacade in one blog.

Christmas Eve Rocks.

"Open Your Eyes and LOOK at what YOU'VE Done!" - Dexter

One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life.

Happy birthday koky one more year.

2:50 PM December 8th 2009... This is me.

I've been finding it hard to determine whats real life and whats imaginary. Everything I've done has been another simple attempt at escaping the real life we are all suffering from like if it were a sickness. Its been hard to find the good things life has to offer when it seems to be offering more skepticism and cynicism and horrifying actualities its just a pain in the heart. How can I adjust to these times when I've been so used to living this imaginary safe life that has provided some sense of stability till now. I need to break free but I don't know what is holding me down I need to move on but I don't know in which direction. Its hard for me to see my future the way I used to as a child its seemed so believable and reachable then but when you are standing at the doorstep of your future its hard to believe that door will open no matter how hard you knock. The word pessimistic cannot define my mood when the feeling of failure feels so true. I preach optimism and hold on to the smallest bits of happiness hoping it can fuel me day by day buts its just becoming so so so so hard to understand and harder to explain.

If you were falling, then I would catch you.

You need a light, I'd find a match.

Cuz I love the way you say good morning.

And you take me the way I am.

If you are chilly, here take my sweater.

Your head is aching, I'll make it better.

Cuz I love the way you call me baby.

And you take me the way I am.

I'd buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair.

Sew on patches to all you tear.

Cuz I love you more than I could ever promise.

And you take me the way I am.

You take me the way I am.

You take me the way I am.

-Ingrid Michaelson

4 Years

(The First Picture we ever took together)

Thank You

We Lost

The Results of an elction that seemed would never end.

CORDERO 09

Months of hard work and stuggles and pains comes down to this one day Nov. 3rd 2009 will be a moment I will never forget. Win or lose I cant just see it now telling my kids how much I was involved with this and telling them that no man should get involved such much into something that other aspects of their lives suffer.

Kikito's Birthday

Happy Birthday Bro

Its still october and I have given birthday shout outs to my bros Except the soldier so I know its Late but hey better late than never.

My Four Words would be.

Revolt, Metal, Rawr, Peace.

Soul Searching

I've been looking for that perfect song, the one that explains my situation so perfectly that there is no need to further explain it. The thing is I don't know how I feel and I amhoping the music can let me know. Thats probably why I have over 6,000 songs on my iPod. Different genres, different languages, different rythyms and different blues, different tones and different tunes. Each song conveys a certain emotion and I find that the ones that capture the anger within me are the ones I play the most followed by the ones that make me shiver just a bit by just how shrilling they are. The songs that captures me the most are the ones I make up on the spot and are made up of exactly whats inside at that moment. No one ever hears them except for those bits and pieces that come out cause I cant hold them yet no one knows if I made it up or if its really a song so Ikeep singing I keep searching for that song that says "This Is Me" I have not found it but its nice to keep searching

Angel Cordero 2009

Rambling man lives on as this has just become an outlet of greivences and a ventilation for profanity and curses. Mainly hating what I see in me and wanting it all to go away. When all this is done when the dust has cleared what will I be left with. It seems my allies have become my enemies or worse yet my disciplinarians and I can't do much about it when I have cried wolf many times before and the moral of the tale still stays true.

I'm oficially losing it. I can't think straight any more. I don't know whats going on or why I am doing this. I am losing focus. My social awkwardness is getting the best of me and I can't stand it. where is everyone I have ever cared for? GONE! The ones left, the ones I truly love. My nerves are shaking and I cant make them stop. Do this do that its just so pointless really. what have we done and for whom have we done it. This City needs a lot more than what we can offer and you are telling me that we can change it little by little. It just doesnt work that way. Compare it to hoboaken, jersey city, patterson or trenton but tis still CMD the one and only ghetto left in south jersey. where the whores seem to have longer hours and day shifts. where the drug dealers need not hide their contraband where the politicians dont give a fuck. this seems to matter to me and I can no longer see why. Ive given this city 15 years and what has it given me. CLC and a BA. Thank you CMD and good night, good luck to you I know its not your fault but these resident who have abandoned you point fingers outward and never towards themselves. Change comes from with in and I am feeling it but Im not sure I like it.

before going to sleep.

mixed feelings and scowls, dirty looks and evil eyes and wishes. Wishes of what I cannot tell. To move on? to get rid of? Lets keep going. Dirty hands and dirty faces its so hard to keep clean. Bored to tears and jerked to jeers and nothing ever seems to last. Happiness is such a fleating concept yet we want more than anything. I've dubbed myself the rambling man and it's a title that seems to stick unlike biologist database engineer or "good person". Eyes feeling so heavy yet emotions keep them open. I hate his sensation. I've felt it many times before. It never goes away yet never seems to stay which I guess is good but it makes me wonder which state of mind is real and which one comes and goes. Crushing is such nice word when it describes so much. a feelin and a sound....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... fucking birds you have wings fly somewhere else and chirp on someone elses window...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... good night.

So new post finally. Between the horrors of the campaign the brunos seem to be running on their on and the unpaid intership I am doing for a very boring pharmaceutical company I found time to go to Sesame Place, A birthday party in Jersey City, An awesome incubus concert and just today an interview for a real job. There is so much going on in my life at the moment yet at the same time nothing at all. I have not gained any titles or earned any money or moved out or discovered some thing nothing truely new has happeded except INCUBUS rocking my socks my bandana and a bit of my flesh of on saturday night.

It was the best best thing that had happend to my since meeting christina. For the first time in a concert I knew every song I participated with every song I was forced to mosh by the enthusiastic crowd it was awesome. it really is just such a highlight in my life.

To A Certain Civillian

Did you ask dulcet rhymes from me?

Did you seek the civilian's peaceful and languishing rhymes?

Did you find what I sang erewhile so hard to follow?

Why I was not singing erewhile for you to follow, to
understand--nor am I now;

(I have been born of the same as the war was born,
The drum-corps' rattle is ever to me sweet music, I love well
the martial dirge,
With slow wail and convulsive throb leading the officer's
funeral;)

What to such as you anyhow such a poet as I? therefore leave
my works,

And go lull yourself with what you can understand, and with
piano-tunes,

For I lull nobody, and you will never understand me.

-Walt Whitman

P.O.S. Cover "Why Go"

A birthday Present From Half.com

I Thought it was cool to get recognized a by a website thats keeps taking my money it makes it hurt a little less.

July 19, 2009

Mid summer the day I was born to Nidza and Agustin Bruno 23 years ago. Growing up I always wanted to have a party like those other kids who would bring cup cakes to the classroom on their birthday. I was never able to do that cause my birthday is in July the only month that get no classes in the public school system. Not in the school that start in august and end in may or the schools that start in september and end in june. By the time I got to have my birthday during classes it was 2004 and I was 18 and in college EOF program how cool would it have been to bring my mom up to the campus with a bunch of cup cakes...AWESOME but I did not think so at the time. My birthday is always a passing thing an after thought kind of thing and the older I get the more it gets passed over even though my mom tries her hardest to make it special. I was not until I met Christina that I felt that my birthday was something really special. She always nows what to get me she always gets it in advance she is always the first one to say happy birthday at mid night. I said happy birthday to three of my frineds this past month and they have not said anything back yet maybe cause they dont remember (thats what I am saying to myself). But This year none of that really matter. I am alive and well this morning I got my father and my mother and all my brothers. I got christina always there for me. Its a good day... no cup cakes ... but still a good day. THANK YOU

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I was just thinking how things keep going even when you are not thinking about them or don't see them for a while. Like "my friends" They continued their lives and found new friends and houses and boy friends and girlfriends and jobs and they do things. They just dont sit there in a closet waiting for me to take them out and dust them off so i can play with them again. It is a weird feeling. I have been in the same general location for the past 15 years. But "my friends" they had left and never returned. Some have started families, some have started careers, some have crushed hearts and some have run away. I on the other had have been here. I studied here I worked here I fell in love here. I am not saying its wrong to get away its just that in my head everyone is right where they are supposed to be but when i hear that "my friends" did this and went there and fell in love and fell out of love and accomplkised this and failed at that I feel... well left out. Where is the ring to the dear old friend when you found that new boy toy or the text when you got to miami or the email describing the new job. I forget they are human with moving parts and ticking brains. Its not about me it was about us. So I will try to KIT as much as they will allow me to I will say happy birthday, cause I remember dates, and I will say happy mothers day, and I will wish many merry christmases and I will ask nothing in return. Just don't ask me whats new cause... Iv'e been here 15 years and you could have seen it first hand. This whole thing is such a touchy subject for me whether or not I should still refer to them as My friends. I officially have One Girlfriends and One friend, she has been there even when she moved to NC to try out college, even when she stopped college cause she got pregnant, even when she had the baby, I remember receiving that text, even when she moved from apt to apt even when she had the get togethers but most importantly she was there when I wanted her to be there....................................................................................... Just me ranting blurting out thoughts.

"Welcome!"

"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are:

Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

"Thank you!"

The List continues

Steve McNair, Arturo Gatti RIP

PREACHER

HE GUIDED OUR WAYS

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POET

HE SHAPED OUR DREAMS

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SCIENTIST

HE WEIGHED THE STARS

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LABORER

HE WROUGHT MIRACLES

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I found this funny.

So I said: "Oh, you think you're so great, dont you!"

And she said: "This has nothing to do with being great."

And I said: "I know all about you anyway!"
And she said: "What's that supposed to mean?"
And the librerian said: "Girls - let's be more quiet."

More death, Tio Carlos, who is next. All of it seems to be getting to me. No one is off limits and everyone will eventually die. I am not scared to die at any moment but. My grandparents are old and have chronic illnesses. My parents are getting older and they are obesse and have chronic illnesses. I am soon to be 23 and I am obesse. Now what. I know that people of my wait with the history of illnesses in my family don't get to live that long. It is a very scarry thought. I find it even scarrier that I know these things and that in my head and in my heart I want to change yet I have not. It is really time to change I want to be 215 it was the happiest I ever was before Christina. She gave me new life but 350 just is not fair to or me. My hands are trembeling and my eyes water just thinking about this i feel so overwhelmed because I want to get rid of 135 in a day and I know I cant. Its all just gotten so old even to me. The things I say but don't do. The things I do but dont finish. The things I finish but don't work. Its all just so goddamn old.

I want a hair cut, I want a shave and I want a tailored suit. I want a career, I want a house, I want a car that doesn't overheat and I want MY wife. I am tired of this just so fucking tired.

I am literally weighing myself down.

I Care.

So there has been a lot of celebrity death lately: Local sports news anchor Gary Papa, Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett and the biggest one Michael Jackson. I always said to myself that people of Michael Jacksons Stature would not live to see old age. Its just hard to see MJ's face become old. People that are the infamous don't die old.

The More I hear about MJ the more I realize how big the loss is the not only the world of music but to the world in general. MJ was the biggest pop icon in the world. His music, his dance moves, his music videos, his life in general has been in center stage his whole life. It truly is a big loss. No one will ever amount to what Micheal embodied. He was The King of Pop Culture.

I wish to be half as good as the fathers I've seen in my life.

Its a cool night here in camden, a day that was full of celebration and joy for the fathers: Eduardo Resto Baez, Agustin Enrique Bruno, Julio Antonio Bruno, Kelvin Enrique Bruno, Agustin Eduardo Bruno, Julio Cruz, Lisandro Pastrana, Kevin and many others. Kikito I guess did not have that good of a fathers day weekend. I feel bad for him and his troubles. I really wish him the best. HAPPY FATHERS DAY!

BBQ's and friends and girlfriend..... good times, good times

U

Cereal...............nope

1,2,3,4,5............................nope

TV, Music, Books, Internet..............................Nope

I wish just one person in this entire world would know and and understand what I am feeling 100%

I'm Done!

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I hope she enjoyed it.

Viva Puerto Rico Libre

6 Puerto Ricans Arrested For Disrupting Congress
5/6/2009, 4:46 p.m. EDT
The Associated Press

(AP) — WASHINGTON - A group of six pro-independence Puerto Ricans was arrested Wednesday for demonstrating inside the U.S. House of Representatives, a police spokeswoman said.

The group got passes to the House gallery from Pedro Pierluisi, Puerto Rico's delegate to Congress, his office said. Constituents can request and obtain passes to watch House proceedings through their representative.

Pierluisi said he recognizes the group's right to express their opinions, but incidents like the demonstration could hurt Puerto Rico's image.

"There are appropriate and lawful ways to speak one's mind about the political status of Puerto Rico that do not violate the law or interfere with the orderly proceedings of government," Pierluisi said in a written statement.

The people arrested were Jose Rivera, 60, Ramon Rivera, 72, Luis Rivera, 67, Luis Romero, 55, Maria Rodriguez, 31, and Eugenia Perez, 59.

They have been charged with disrupting Congress, said Sgt. Kimberly Schneider. The group was holding up signs in the visitors' seating area that overlooks the floor of the House, she said.
It is not clear what the signs said.

© 2009 Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.

"El sentimiento sigue vivo" - Nidza Resto Bruno

Crazy

"Anyone who lives in her own world is crazy. Like schizophrenics, psychopaths, maniacs. I mean people who are different from others.

On the other hand you have Einstein, saying that there was no time or space, just a combination of the two.

Or Columbus, insisting that on the other side of the world lay not an abyss but a continent.

Or Edmund Hillary, Convinced that a man could reach the top of Everest. Or the beatles, who created an entirely different sort of music and dressed like people from another time.

Those people - and thousands of others - all lived in their own world" Zedka; Veronika Decides To Die - Paulo Coelho

How dare I?

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Just a thought. Its been way over due. Its hard to say and be compared but they can do it.

Don't Open The Window

"I wish the dead could come back to life, you bastard, so then I could kill you again." - The Inspector

"The dead don't walk around, except in very bad paperback novels!" - George

"You're all the same the lot of you, with your long hair and faggot clothes. Drugs, sex, every sort of filth!" - The Inspector

The One Man Breakfast Club

"Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us, in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out, is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basketcase, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club."

I Just watched this movie this morning and everytime I see it I remember how good it is. But watching it now as a 22 year old semi college grad on the verge of joining the "real world" I realized how much of each character I really was. I was the brain/athlete/basketcase/prince/criminal. I was such a one man breakfast club that I had no group. I was an outcast even amongst my onw inner circle. I also realized how much of that same person I am today and much of it I have been since then. What I cant seem to remember when I change from innocent child to Breakfast club. The line is so worn out and invisible that I think I have been the same my whole life with subtle change on my psyche and my exterior but still essentially the same being. Still the kid on the pre school swings making up and singing songs out loud as he somberly swung by himself who is now the man who watches The Breakfast Club and write in his blog about how much deeper that movie is than the normal moral of the story.

"I am the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends!"

Wedding Bells a ringing

My brother Kelvin got married last year, my cousin Luisito just got married last week and my oldest brother Luis Enrique just got married this Easter. My mom has always said that things come back in style and they come in bunches. I have been stressing because I want to get a job and get an apt and get out of here so i can marry my beautiful girlfriends of 3 years, the Rider University Alum, Christina Lynn Cruz. The more I hear the wedding bells he more I feel like its the right time. Even if we wait to next year or if we do it this august I am so ready and happy about it.

Doug E. Fresh

He beat my brother in High School, its an honor for us both.

Thanks for putting South Jersey Wrestling on the map again.

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My application to the Wistar Institute just got declined. I cannot blame Obama or Bush or the failling economy or the horrible job market. It just sucks that much more when you realize that the reason things don't go they way you want them to is due to your own doings. Did not work hard enough? Did not read enough? Did Not? It is depressing. I am going to apply at walmart now. In May i will receive my degree in Biology and I am going to apply for the graveyard shift at walmart. Yeah.