Joseph was born in 1934, in Bogotá, Colombia. He lives in Chia, Colombia, a small town near Bogota, place of residence of numerous poets and artists. Lived and worked in the USA, Europe, Afrique francophone, Latin-American, and the Caribbean.
BA La Salle Institute in Bogotá, Colombia. Advanced studies in Literature, Marketing, Economy, Computer Sciences, Languages.
Joseph is a writer.
Created the first web site of Latin American Literature, under the name www.aveviajera.org 1990 Miami, Florida USA.
Founding President of Naciones Unidas De Las Letras /Semillas De Juventud (United Nations of the Letters /Seeds of Youth) Colombian Academy of Language October 24, 2011: Peace for our time and the time our children and the children of their children through the planting of the Fine Arts in the gardens of their minds and hearts.
His intellectual support to more than 5000 writers worldwide have resulted in 25 virtual volumes published over a period of 25 years:
Founding President Editorial Ave Viajera, the title of his first book of poems. (Mexico 1970), created to promote his own books and the literary and artistic work of hundreds of poets and writers from around the world. Author of more than 30 books (Poetry and Literature in general) printed and/ or published in anthologies, newspapers, magazines, and or published in part.
(Naciones Unidas de las Letras, Uniletras, SEMILLAS DE JU...)
The human mind is the cradle of ideas, affection, and care for others fills every moment of life with good deeds and creative projects, also demands the echo of others, not to criticize or denied, but to strengthen itself with their values, particularly in this hour of misfortune for all mankind. We all regret not being able to reunite in person - with each passing day the surrealism of the situation grows proportionately to the immensity of the tragedy. The shadow of the infamous virus with its sinister echo of death haunts the paths of life. Fortunately, the echo of Hope is infinitely stronger and the whole of humanity rings the bells of FAITH in unison, wherever it exists even if it is a very small bee, little miracles of persistence, work without pause so that there is no lack of honey in the hive. Let's live the moment as bees.. t is a unique and unrepeatable moment- TO LIVE OR DIE. - there is no other.way. This is our moment, to let the anchor of steel rest on the rock of hope. to keep the ship of our generation safe in the storm, and let our lives be the lame that illuminates the new path that we are going to travel, some towards the last station, others toward a few more stations of their lives -How much peace you feel when you make your way by walking as we are doing, with indefatigable skill, by the way of youth, Hallelujah. Joseph Berolo.
Welcome to Peace for our time and the time of our children and the children of their children through the culture of the Fine Arts in the gardens of their mind and of their hearts. The world of Poetry turned into conductive facts of Peace and universal Harmony. Thank you for participating, commenting, building
Nações Unidas da palavra. Poetas do século XXI
Bem-vindo à paz no nosso tempo e no tempo de nossos filhos e dos filhos de seus filhos através do cultivo de belas artes nos jardins de sua mente e coração. O mundo da poesia se transformou em fatos condutores da paz e da harmonia universal. Obrigado por participar,
comentar, construir
Nations Unies des lettres. Poètes du 21ème siècle
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Bienvenue à Peace pour notre époque et celle de nos enfants et des enfants de leurs enfants à travers la culture des Beaux-Arts dans les jardins de leur esprit et de leur cœur. Le monde de la poésie s'est transformé en faits conducteurs de paix et d'harmonie universelle. Merci de votre participation, da'vis, de construire
Poetas del mundo- Os invito a las olimpiadas sin fronteras que derroten la indiferencia "ni adelante para no dejar atrás a nadie ni atrás para no quedarnos rezagados- lado a lado para llegar todos.
Poets of the world- I invite you to the Olympics without borders, that defeat indifference "not ahead to leave no one behind not behind to be left behind but side by side to arrive together
Poetas do mundo - convido você para as Olimpíadas sem fronteiras que derrotama indiferença
"não à frente para deixar ninguém
para trás não para trás para não ficar para trás
Lado a lado para alcançar todos.
Poètes du monde - je vous invite aux Jeux olympiques sans frontières qui défait l'indifférence
"pas à venir pour ne laisser personne derrière pas en arrière pour ne pas tomber en arrière Côte
à côte pour atteindre tout le monde.
I am optimistic. I know that even though, I am too old to be put on the "sofa". I still struggle to be useful, not a burden to anyone. I know that I am not above good or evil, that I can make a mistake and do wrong, but I like what I am. It cannot be scratched, changed, altered, measured, counted, described. ! Live in my own orbit- I left behind the world of vanities a long time ago. I breathe my own air, my own truth, my own liberties, my own fears, my own psyche, I live distressed for not knowing whether to be or not to be, but I know that I will not stop looking for the solution to the dilemma. I listen to my questions and think about the answers- I listen to those that people ask me and I try not to pontificate on the answers. I do not question religion, politics, the value of coins, the moods of human behavior- I just try to understand the problems of others, be their friend, hear their needs, help without expecting anything in return, without ambition, without superiority, without tones of divinity, I have no dictator's mind, neither the needs of kings nor the symptoms of greatness, I know that I am only a cloud to be diluted at any moment in a drop of nothing, to be a memory, "the oblivion that we will be", the memory that I will be in someone. , I absolutely refuse to be psychoanalyzed, I take my own medicine, I absorb my own despair, I open and heal my own wounds, I do not expect to be framed in any category, or labeled, or classified. I am a balloon with no ballast to launch to rise, I climb because I want to and I descend and by my own weight, when I stop wanting to climb. ¡ Ah! And when my time comes, I know that very few will miss me, that I could be anonymous ... a UFO a NN a DOA, death on arrival, arrived dead. But in my own mind, I know, my deeds will survive the ages, Joseph Berolo.
Married, 5 children.
