Sharing Epiphanies

Sex is the most fun one can have without smiling…

Nuestro Mil Fuegos

Every morning he rose with the sun to express an idea. A prolific shoe-maker with an evolving understanding of constructing and maintaining the soul. My grandfather had several shoe-making factories across Cuba, an entrepreneur of his time and place.  Political forces eventually confiscated all of these accomplishments, but not his family. His children fled to the US and reclaimed their parents.

Cada mañana amaneció con el sol para expresar una idea. Un prolífico zapatero con una persepción expansivo de la construcción y el mantenimiento del fondo. Mi abuelo tenía varias fábricas de calzado por la Cuba entera, un empresario de su tiempo y lugar. Las fuerzas políticas finalmente confiscadon todos estos logros, pero no a su familia. Sus hijos se partieron a los Estados Unidos y, con su residencia nueva, recorrieron sus padres.

As a crusty 16-year-old, I really started to remember… I considered mortality along with immortal presence, aka culture. Each one of us has a unique set of understandings and gifts to share and evolve from.

Un niño crujiente de 16 años de edad, por fín empecé a recordar … consideré la mortalidad junto con la presencia inmortal, aka’ la cultura. Cada uno de nosotros tiene un conjunto único de entendimientos y regalos para compartir y evolucionar a partir de.

I remember him standing over a machine, tweaking knobs and adjusting leather for hours, like I find myself hovering over a sheet of paper, a guitar or this laptop.

Me acuerdo de el parado sobre la machina, ajustando perillas y moviendo cuero por horas- como yo me encuentro sobre una hoja de papel, una guitarra o esta computadora.

My grandfather’s side is from a city called “Cien Fuegos,” meaning One Hundred fires. Out of respect and admiration for his passion and the culture I’m evolving, this is 1,000 Fuegos.

La parte de mi abuelo son de Cien Fuegos, Cuba. Con respeto y admiración por su pasión y la cultura que estoy evolucionando, llamé este proyecto 1.000 fuegos.

I think he deserves a filthy scholarship!

Scholarship  Essay 2

Describe your participation in extracurricular activities.

What have you learned from your experience(s)?

(Examples may include: community service, volunteer work, employment, school clubs, sports, family, church, etc.)





                  The porn industry is not as easy as it looks

… From the ripe age of twelve I began to notice some changes in the mirror.  The foster home I was living in had frequent visitors, i.e., potential parents for the few of us that were “worthy.”  It was the summer after I turned twelve when a gentleman in his thirties came along and decided to take me in.  He said I had great potential, I had no idea what he truly meant.  He gave me my own room, fed me well and immediately started me on a rigorous work out schedule. By the time I turned 14 I had slept with about 23 women, and once I entered high school my step “father” had informed me of the family business. Quite the community service. I started as a driver. It was a big black van with purple leopard print inside. Then, I was the camera man, and sure enough, by 16 I was knee deep in the sexiest, dirtiest pussies in West Virginia. Better than my classmates and their incestuous habits.

                So, every afternoon, after school, it was the same routine. Get home, shave (everywhere), eat a light meal, smoke a joint, and go fuck, for hours. It was normally the same half dozen girls, for artistic settings we’d drive to different areas of the city. From remote parks, to truck stops, to hotels, it was all pretty sleazy. Regardless, it showed me responsibility, discipline, and stamina. It fostered a sense of creativity that may have never been actualized if it weren’t for my precious step father/ boss. Since I did all the dirty ”work” he let me keep 50% of the net sales. I made sure to never look into the camera, hoping any of my naughty neighbors and desperate school mates would never see me or at least recognize me in such obscenity.

                   In most of the videos I am categorized as Hispanic, European, or some handy man. I think I deserve this scholarship because I have truly learned the nature of hard work and what it takes to drive the human spirit. I will succeed in anything I put my head in.     

Truly yours,
Jonathan Nadal