is there any level above happiness? I got there...

Europe!!!!

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Lately I've been doing something I had not done for some time... -being happy-
and it feels great! As my inspiration doesn´t come out on happy times I'll post something from someone whose work I really apreciate. old... but still, touching and funny.

"The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I think the true life cycle is all backwards. We should die first, get rid of it soon.

Hence living in a nursing home, to be kicked out of there for being too young. winning a gold watch and go to work. So you work 40 years untill new enough to be able to enjoy your retirement. Then you enjoy it all, drink enough alcohol, make parties and preparing for college.

You go to college, have several girlfriends, become a child, no responsabilities, your a baby in arms, back to mother's womb, spend your last 9 months of life afloat. And it ends with a great orgasm. Wouldn't be perfect?"

Charlie Chaplin

leisure

IF...

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling

forgettable...

ai ai ai

isn't it awful when someone says hi and you have that clumsy smile cause you have no idea where in the earth u saw that person before? yeah... it has happened a lot lately. Maybe because in my job I get in contact with many different people every day or I'm just getting senile and my neurons don't work as before... or maybe, i just didnt give much importance to the person?
who knows...

I saw the movie "2012" sounds quite american with all that patriotism and the hero president who stays to die with people instead of taking place in the airplane that would get him safe... he even makes the last speech to the nation. so touching... lol "God bless America!"

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I' d like to be more than just a passerby on Earth during this short period of time delimited by the day I was born and the day I'll succumb to the fatal event of life, death! Despite the effort, it's not easy to keep a thinking being before so much futile information that, irrefutably, populates the human mind. Internet, Radio, TV... a few sources of empty knowledge that fill our brains.
Questioning about the truths that have been imposed to us is an affront we aren't prepared to face. We are encouraged to think uniformly, following trends that make us just one more alienated in the crowed that is taking big strides to an existential abyss.

Stonehenge, pyramids, and other human creations of the same magnitude are a trace of a more spiritual life in a distant past when the human used to have a conection with nature, unthinkable today. Nowadays, with our thoughts focused only on ourselves, we are slowly loosing our sensitivity. We know the particles of something as small as an atom but we can't notice the pain we cause when we decide to stay away from someone who loves us.

Tolerance is gone. It has never been so increasing the number of people who would rather live alone than share their lives with someone else. The fear of ending life lonely gave raise to the fear of "lack of privacy.

Ironically, as I write this, someone interrupts my thoughts with an instant message. An ex coworker with a questionable character telling me with a Machiavellian pleasure that she has had an affair with a married guy for 2 years. That's the portrait of a society corrupted by excess of selfishness. The pursuit of a happiness that can cost the happiness of another.

I do not believe that perfection is an attribute of human beings but even so we shouldnt stop trying to be better people. I root for that our legacy for the future generations is not as complicated as building a pyramid but has similar greatness and be much more useful! The ability to love and care about other´s pain.

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Eu queria ser bem mais do que um simples transeunte na Terra durante esse curto espaço de tempo delimitado pelo dia em que nasci e o dia em que irei sucumbir ao evento fatal da vida, a morte! Apesar do eforço não é fácil manter-se um ser pensante diante de tanta informação fútil que irremediavelmente povoa a mente humana. Internet, rádio, televisão... não são poucas as fontes de conhecimentos vazios que preenchem nossos cérebros. Questionar sobre as verdades que nos foram impostas é uma afronta a qual não fomos preparados para encarar. Somos incitados a pensar de maneira uniforme, seguindo tendências que nos tornam apenas mais um na multidão de alienados que caminha a passos largos para um abismo existencial.
Stonehenge, pirâmides, entre outras criações humanas de mesma magnitude são traços de uma vida mais espiritualizada em um passado remoto quando o ser humano possuía uma conexão com a natureza impensável nos dias atuais. Hoje, com os nossos pensamentos centrados apenas em nós mesmos, estamos aos poucos perdendo nossa sensibilidade. Possuímos máquinas capazes de prever um abalo císmico, ou de transmitir um evento para qualquer lugar do mundo via satélite mas não sabemos como fazer a diferença na vida de alguém ou não encontramos tempo para tal.
As pessoas não se toleram. Nunca foi tão crescente o número de pessoas que preferem viver sozinhas a dividir a vida com alguém. O medo de terminar a vida sem ninguém deu lugar ao medo da "falta de privacidade".
Ironicamente, enquanto escrevo estas linhas, alguém interrompe meu pensamento com uma mensagem instantânia. Uma ex colega de trabalho de caráter duvidoso me contando com um prazer maquiavélico que há dois anos mantém um caso com um homem casado. É esse o retrato de uma sociedade corrompida pelo excesso de egoísmo. A busca de uma felicidade que pode custar a felicidade do outro.
Não creio que a perfeição seja um atributo do ser humano mas nem por isso devemos parar de tentar ser pessoas melhores. Eu torço pra que o nosso legado para as gerações futuras não seja tão complicado como a construção de uma pirâmide mas que tenha semelhante grandeza e bem mais utilidade!!! a capacidade de amar e de se comover com a dor alheia.

Consequences of having fun...

My aunt and her belly



I just got the Good News. One more cousin has been born. A new inhabitant in this almost inhospitable place called Earth! A new passenger in this turbulent, but still amazing trip vulgarly known as Life!!! Wellcome dear!!!





My wish for motherhood has increased lately. Perhaps a warning from my body saying "hey, your gonna be out of time."


Thinking of having a life growing inside me fills my heart with a pleasure I've never felt before. Having a baby must be a different way of loving I havent tryed so far. The weird way of taking care of someone who fully needs my care without expecting any reward back. Maybe a spontaneous smiley... Funny thing is I'm more excited about feeling pregnant than taking care of a baby, which is the inevitable consequence. That must be part of the process of becoming a mother... maybe the maternal instinct emerges in stages?

anyway... something is missing to become possible my female urge...

slightly drunk?

For me, wines are all the same. No matter the color, the harvest, the price... They all have the same smell and cause me a fake spontaneity that dissipates the day next giving rise to nausea and vomiting. I never drank for the pleasure of drinking but the effect of alcohol in my behavior, checked by common sense. And common sense tells me I should not drink. Moreover, I never did too much as two cups are enough to change my mood and make me run around saying hello to everybody.

Alcohol is just a disguise, a petty excuse for the outbursts of a frustrated soul. At least to me, alcohol doesnt cause even the alienation of my actions, it just become them praticable and guilt free. I dare say that alcohol is the mask of cowardice. An ally of the minds whose fanciful desires aims to surface. But its effects can't be overlooked. Specially for those who have been through some unforgettable shame like throwing up on their partner in the first meeting or even worse... those who became the pivot of an irremediable car accident.

Drinking bares the soul of people, causes them to feel self-confident, corageous, bold... but do not be fooled! above all, above all, alcohol makes us to sound "ridiculous" and vulnerable!

ligeiramente embriagada (pelas ideias)

Pra mim, vinho é tudo igual. Não importa a cor, a safra, o preço... todos tem o mesmo cheiro e me causam uma falsa espontaneidade que se dissipa no dia seguinte dando lugar a náuseas e vômitos. Nunca bebi pelo prazer de beber mas pelo efeito do alcool no meu comportamento tolhido pelo bom senso. E o bom senso me diz que eu não devo beber... aliás, nunca o fiz em demasia, visto que duas taças já alteram meu humor ao ponto de sair correndo à beira mar cumprimentado qualquer transeunte. [...]

O álcool é só um disfarce, uma desculpa mesquinha para os rompantes de uma alma frustrada. Pelo menos a mim, o álcool não causa sequer a alienação dos meus atos, só os torna praticáveis e livres de culpa. Ousaria dizer que o álcool é a máscara da covardia. Um aliado das mentes fantasiosas cujos desejos almejam vir à tona. Mas nem por isso seus efeitos podem ser menosprezados, que o digam aqueles que já passaram por algum vexame inesquecível ao vomitar no vestido da noiva desavidada, ou revelaram segredos até então guardados a sete chaves ou pior ainda, foram o pivô de algum acidente irremediável.

A bebida desnuda a alma das pessoas, faz com que as mesmas se sintam seguras de si, corajosas, ousadas... mas não se engane!! acima de tudo, o álcool nos faz parecer "ridículos" e vulneráveis.

just like this

I look for a man, other than those known. Who has an adult mind and the heart of a kid; who doesnt like routine... who sees beauty in simple things. I look for a man who leaves a candy under my pillow, who brings me a flower, only one, and says that he passed by a field of flowers that reminded him of me. A man who likes to sit on the sand to watch the sunset or a beautiful moonlight, who wakes me up with a kiss in the middle of the night and take me in his arms to see the sunrise. A man who, on any given day, listening to music, open the car's door and invite me to dance in the street. A man who screams to the world that he loves me or just whisper in my ear..."you're my world" A man who calls me my love, my princess, my baby or just "mine". who makes me happy and surprises me every day. A real man who makes crazy things for me and respects me. I'll wait for the one who will wait for me, the one who will turn to his friends and say: "That's her!"

.....translated from somewhere.......

Dear diary...

Today I wanted to see some stuffs working without my help. It didnt.
Maybe my absense is enough to bring down everything i built up.

They surely have fun...