ALEX El Bori Aquino

It's my life I hold the dice, DON'T INTERVENE


Henrietta Harris |


London artist, Isaac Cordal has been busy placing these small, cement sculptures around Europe and then photographing them. I love things that play with scale like this, making the viewer consider previously unnoticed scenes in the urban landscape.

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it takes forever to find yourself, but only a moment to forget who you are.

Father Forgive Us For Livin’ While All My Homies Stuck In Prison,
Barely Breathin’ Believin That The World Is A Prison,
It’s Like A Ghetto We Could Neva Leave, A Broken Rose,
It Could Bloom Through The Cracks Of The Concrete,
So Many Otha Things For Us To See, Things To Be,
Our History so Full Of Tragedy And Misery,
To All My Homies Neva Made It Home,
The Dead peers i Shed Tatooed Tears,For When I’m Alone,
Picture Us Inside A Ghetto Heaven, A Place To Rest,
Findin’ Peace Through This Land Of Stress,
In My Chest I Feel Pain, Comin’ Sudden Storms,
Life Full Of Rain In This Game Watch For landstorms,
Our Unborn, Neva Gotta Grow Neva Gotta See What’s Next,
In This World Full Of Countless Threats,
I Beg God, To Make A Way For Our Ghetto Kids,
To Breathe Show A Sign Make Us All Believe,
Coz I Ain’t Mad At Cha _2pac

Lolita Lebrón

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Lolita LebrónBorn(1919-11-19)November 19, 1919
Lares, Puerto RicoDiedAugust 1, 2010(2010-08-01) (aged 90)
San Juan, Puerto RicoNationalityPuerto RicanOrganizationPuerto Rican Nationalist PartyInfluenced byPedro Albizu CamposReligionCatholic[1]SpouseSergio IrizarryPart of a series on thePuerto Rican
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Dolores “Lolita” Lebrón Sotomayor (November 19, 1919 – August 1, 2010) was a Puerto Rican nationalist who was convicted of attempted murder and other crimes after leading an assault on the United States House of Representatives in 1954, resulting in the wounding of five members of Congress. She was freed from prison in 1979 after being granted clemency by President Jimmy Carter.

Lebrón was born and raised in Lares, Puerto Rico, where she joined the Liberal Party. In her youth she met Francisco Matos Paoli, a renowned Puerto Rican poet, with whom she had a relationship. In 1941, Lebrón migrated to New York City, where she joined the Puerto Rican Nationalist Party, gaining influence within the party’s leadership. Within the organization she advocated socialist and feminist ideas.

In 1952, after the Constitution of the Commonwealth of Puerto Rico was promulgated, the Nationalist Party began a series of revolutionary actions, including the Jayuya Uprising. As part of this initiative, Pedro Albizu Campos ordered her to organize attacks in the United States, focusing on locations that were “the most strategic to the enemy”. She became the leader of a group of nationalists, who attacked the United States House of Representatives in 1954. She was incarcerated as a result. Lebrón remained imprisoned 25 years, when President Jimmy Carter issued pardons to the group involved. After their release in 1981, the nationalists returned to Puerto Rico, where independence movements received them with a celebration. During the following years she continued her involvement in pro-independence activities, including the Navy-Vieques protests. Her life would be subsequently detailed in books and a documentary. On August 1, 2010, Lebrón died from complications of a cardiorespiratory infection.

Either take me in heaven and understand I was a sheep
Did the best I could, raised in insanity
Or send me to hell cause I ain’t beggin’ for my life
Ain’t nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life

dont judge by just looking at someone

because its easier to look and give negative feed back on the faults of others rather than seeing your own faults

never quit what you’re doing, if you really want something go get it. no one is stopping you but yourself.


When you finally realize that people DON’T change,
They just get better at hiding who they really are…  

Here’s a message to the newborns, waitin’ to breathe
If you believe then you can achieve
Just look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin’ in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds that follow me
protect your essence
Born with less, but you still precious


“When tyranny is law, revolution is order.”

life goes on by 2pac

Bury me smilin’
with G’s in my pocket
have a party at my funeral
let every rapper rock it
let tha hoes that I usta know
from way before
kiss me from my head to my toe
give me a paper and a pen
so I can write about my life of sin
a couple bottles of Gin
incase I don’t get in
tell all my people i’m a Ridah
nobody cries when we die
we outlaws
let me ride
until I get free
I live my life in tha fast lane
got police chasen me
to my niggas from old blocks
from old crews
niggas that guided me through
back in tha old school
pour out some liquor
have a toast for tha homies
see we both gotta die
but ya chose to go before me
and brothas miss ya while your gone
you left your nigga on his own
how long we mourn
life goes on…

— life goes on

Charlie Chaplin final speech in The Great Dictator


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