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I’m still getting over my Leonard (Oh Leonard, my Leonard ( !¡ )
and I don’t know when that will happen.
We’ve now lost a warrior of LOve and Beauty. Perhaps she’ll be singing some of his poems somewhere in the universe tonight, or her own work, I do not know.
And I shall use my best English, for all I can say is:
Fucking disease, Fuck thyself..,
f**k thyself royally.
(I’m at a loss for words, but, may you continue to shine through your music and stance)
(the ”featured image” (one of Sharon Jones) for this post comes from – HERE)
Something about promoting airline tickets and respective companies with a picture of a plane taking a nose dive leaves me uneasy.
– makes one wonder if the company was bought by..
– or wonder if these people are helped out by that cute little mob that sells their crude oil at “peanuts” per barrel.
If so, if such is the case, the image makes sense I guess (who knows where publicists get their ideas from nowadays).
Well I guess you may like to peak at this link that contains the advertisement I’m referring to.
Link – News article (in Portuguese)
I suppose it may be of use to look at the News article regarding that cute little mob of angry munchkins that sell their crude as mentioned above (and have done so for quite some time now it appears) You know, they are that cute little band that oficially no one likes but have no problem selling their produce it seems.
Link – News Article (in English)
Well, at least in my case it sure would be comforting to know from whom airline companies (along with other entities and industries – be they public or in the private sector) get their petrol. In the case of airline services I do not suspect low-cost companies more than others that charge more to fly us around. I actually suspect them equally. Yes, such things would be comforting to know.
– Don’t feel like taking any rides till then..
I suppose this is my New Request for the New Year.
Photo credits for the image above: Nelson Garrido
– used in the “Público” news article:
Happy New Year.
Uma imagem que tem um avião com o nariz para baixo.. e a pique..
Não sei onde as brilhantes cabeças do “marquetingue”-ing vão buscar suas ideias luminosas mas creio que andam a fumar coisas estranhas.. Talvez tenha sido devido a excessos da noite do ano novo (quiçá). Quem sou eu para criticar?
(imagem encontrada no artigo do jornal Público – LIGAÇÂO)
Querem ver que esta companhia foi comprada pelos ‘bobís’ que vendem o petrol. a ‘peanuts’, lá naqueles lados complicados, que oficialmente ninguém gosta mas, onde o vão comprar.. Se foi entendo a imagem, claro, nada de publicidade enganosa.., orapoisclaro (para não embirrarem comigo, deixo a ligação para se saber de quais ‘bobís’ falo.. que bobís há muitos, bem sei..
Assim sendo já tenho um ‘pedido novo’ para o ‘novo ano’.
Gostaria de saber a proveniência dos produtos petrolíferos comprados e empregues nas companhias aéreas, assim como em outras de outra natureza, quer sejam elas públicas ou privadas.
Isto não quer dizer que o ter baixo preço seja uma manipulação ou jogo sujo, para obter lucros, pois no caso de bilhetes mais caros (e neste caso das companhias aéreas) nada me garante que não façam o mesmo. Desde que há vários meses tomei conhecimento destes saldos no mercado petrolífero que desconfio de todos, os que vendem mais caro assim como os que vendem mais barato os seus bilhetes. E não, não desconfio (infelizmente) apenas das companhias aéreas.
Já nada sei.
Apenas sei que tais notícias é mais que suficiente para não pôr os pézinhos numa aeronave, por exemplo, sem tal saber.. enfim.
Bom ano novo, a todos.
Espero que este ano nos traga menos insanidade ao mundo e vos encontre de saúde.
“Amelia – it was just a false alarm.. ” (how I hope it is, indeed)
Love this – I’ll leave it here. It’s always relieving to listen, touch, see or smell beautiful things be they the air, harmonies, melodies, birds in the meadow, fresh snow, the ground after it rains, the warm breath or voice of those we love, the movement of the hand (that hand) that touches your knee, the sun upon your face.. the giggling of children
(The Winding Way)
part one of two
part two of two
some paths are embued in the sweet fragance of Life’s vigour
others seem to be misconstructions
from the kidnapped souls of bartered inexistence
(is an involuntary witness)
– as one stretches beyond elastic limits (. )
( , )
– life, lost over anguish, hunger, dillusion (as)
– time (, )
traveled by an electric array of fractal movement through space (, )
helplessly implodes into reality.
What of it?
To lose so much pain on the misery of others
to barely breathe
through Futility’s nostrils
in tiny fotons of gasps
from the alleged angel of light
Why doesn’t the certainty of an ardently awaiting crowd of maggots
in that proverbial hole in the ground bring forth a will:
– for perception?
– to fathom?
– to be?
How many faraos?
How many does it take to see:
– a box full of void?
or its decoy?
Under what firmament will –
How long before –
the lifeless celuloide of a thousand broken dreams
for the gain of a mindless mimick of Man
mirror(s) the decay?
What profit is there (?)
– to happily wallow in the shame of an inane existance (?)
tightly wound, speeding swiftly and directly into a luke cold state of nothing (?)
(to be dust under the feet of strangers… )
I may be gone for a while thus I wish to leave something that always puts smiles all over my insides.
Wishing all a happy remainder of summer.
PART ONE of four
PART TWO of four
PART THREE of four
PART FOUR of four
Que dia tão bonito…
(truly a beautiful day..)
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
Nelson Mandela – born July 18 , 1918.
« O medo mais profundo não é o de sermos inadequados. O nosso medo mais profundo é o sermos poderosos muito além da medida. É a nossa “luz” e não as nossas trevas que nos assusta mais.
E perguntamo-nos a nós mesmos: quem sou eu para ser tido(a) como brilhante, maravilhoso(a), talentoso(a), fabuloso(a)?
Então assim sendo, quem é que não deverias (deverás) ser?
És filho de Deus. Fazer o papel de quem “pequeno” é não serve (nada adianta) neste mundo. Nada se “ilumina” ao se encolher para que o “outro” não se sinta inseguro em nosso redor. Fomos todos feitos para brilhar, brilhar como brilham as crianças. Nascemos para que se manifeste a glória de Deus que cada um traz dentro de si. Não está apenas presente em alguns de nós, está em todos. E conforme deixamos a nossa própria “luz” brilhar, inconscientemente permitimos “ao Outro” (aos outros) fazer o mesmo. Ao libertarmo-nos do nosso próprio medo a nossa presença automaticamente liberta “o Outro” (os outros). »
Tradução: Maria MFA Costa
(e assim de repente vem à mente um pensamento que provêm de ‘outra’ pérola da Humanidade –
“A única maneira de castigar quem se ama é sofrer em seu lugar.” – Mohandas Gandhi)
Post Scriptum: date – July 18th, 2018
I have become aware that the above quote, has been wrongly attributed to the great Nelson Mandela, over the years, and at the time I was writing this post in celebration of his birthday (he was still with us) I wasn’t even aware that it had been attributed to his 1994 inauguration speeches , specifically.
Not that he wouldn’t be capable of such a beautiful thought (for we all know he was), but in truth, at such a moment in time, it would be out of context – upon the achievement of being elected after having gone through such turmoil, hardship and struggle – as a freedom-fighter.
So, I leave you with LINKs to his 1994 inaugural speeches (for they are no less inspirational, and truly worth the read), and out of fairness also a link to the actual author – one who was flattered when she became aware that many had placed her words in the mind of Madiba at such an incredibly moving moment in History.
Thank you, for reading this, and have a stunningly beautiful Madiba Day!
LINK – May 10, 1994 – by President Nelson Mandela (This is such a wonderful read, indeed)
LINK – May 9, 1994 – by President Nelson Mandela (incredible, and uplifting moments in History)
– Link to the author of the passage whence, apparently, the above words had come from, and subsequently, wrongfully attributed to President Mandela. The internet has been a source of misinformation, and I wish to not take part in that (though inadvertently, I had).
LINK (I do love this image ♥ )