If you’re searching for a job…

… don’t put as your current employment on LinkedIn “Actively searching for opportunities”, makes everyone chiver in fear and run! Write what you want to be, “Astronaut” and then have a summary section saying why you’re so good at it, and then highlight in your CV everything that makes you possibly so good at it, even if it’s all in the Education section.

If you want something, don’t want something, be something, even before you formally are something. Be the change you want to see!

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How to stop immigration? Unbigotedly!

It’s a global world, we either grow all together or we sink all together. Borders can resist governments, but they can not resist people who want their fair chance in life and not death in the fields we left behind. Want to stop immigration and protect your backyard? STOP WAR IN SYRIA now. END HUNGER IN AFRICA now. STOP PALESTINE INJUSTICE now.
You can if you really want to

Poetry / lyrics from Portugal

“The legend of a gypsy woman

Asleep out in the open

Who missed the caravan

For following her thought.

There are days she hovers 

Along the paths of the world

There are days she rolls

Around the fangs of time.

Holds the legend that the gipsy

Along the path she had trawled

A shawl had lost

And a bump had brought it.

Shaking the dust and the hurt

As if colour could awaken

In a hug he danced with her

Before time would steal her away.
Only time rolls our skirt,

Only time makes us dance,

Confuses our steps in the sand,

Changes the course of sea water.
In the silence they could barely be heard

Dancing barefoot on the sand

In an almost cold night

The moon was almost full.

And so they could tare darkness

Or escape loneliness

They tied tired bodies

On the vague shadow of the floor.

When the sun spills the day

The shawl laid forgotten

And the steps of the gipsy woman

The wind had already hidden.

Remained alone the bump

Rescuing an illusion

His soul gagged in the palm of his hand”.
Mafalda Veiga, “A lenda de uma cigana”

Voltaire (1694-1778) was such a cool dude

“C’est une des superstitions de l’esprit humain d’avoir imaginé que la virginité pouvait être une vertu”. ~ “It is one of the superstitions of the human mind to have imagined that virginity could be a virtue.”

“Les hommes seront toujours fous; et ceux qui croient les guérir sont les plus fous de la bande”. ~ “Men will always be mad, and those who think they can cure them are the maddest of all.”

We are all crazy. Fact. We are all dealing with our internal folly whilst interacting in a world of external demands. We are all, when we can, trying our best. You are crazy. It’s ok, we all are. You and I deserve a place in the spotlight nonetheless. Isn’t it beautiful? Isn’t it liberating?

Why?

I decided to open a blog because I am opinionated. Tho not rudely in your face opinionated, I think.

Since I was very young, I started understanding the world via hypotheses, that I corroborate or dispell as I accumulate more for or against evidence for it. In time, my hypotheses crystallise into, I find, some pretty cool theories. And, now at 41 (and still looking good, btw), I have them for all sorts of walks of life. From God to politics, from health to religion, from humanism to environment, the magic in number 7, from love to faithfulness (to whom?),  you will see in time a full breadth of constructs from a at times consistent mind. Maybe you will agree with some things, maybe you will find others to be outrageous and irreconcilable with your own view of the world, this is my view and it counts!

I will tell you one thing though. My views on health are cool. And ground breaking. Really ground breaking. And really cool. All in due time. For now, this is my intro.

Decision times

“Decision times are difficult, but they are also the gateway to new paradigms, possibly better ones”, said once Julio Machado Vaz in his magnificent talk show “The Sex of the Angels”.

That stuck with me. Sometimes I feel this growing discomfort that I barely know where it’s coming from. And as the mist slowly fades away, I realise it was my subconscient asking me for a decision that I had been protelating for long enough. When eventually i do take the decision, i emerge into a new sense of strength and well-being and self-conquer and self-knowledge. You stand your ground against a situation that was getting your your nerves, you face the consequences that might be, to the last of it, f**k it, and the world has to adapt or get off your face, cos you do not yield where it matters. And that feels good. And then you deserve your space among the living.

Been going through a self-discovery decision period in my life. Change is coming my friends. Prepare for my next new phase 🙂