pisando em ossos

Enquanto alguns festejam o Halloween, eu aproveito a data de Finados justamente para enterrar meus mortos, exorcizar fantasmas do passado a fim de poder, enfim, celebrar a vida - que segue, em frente!

Receio de estar fazendo a coisa certa? Sempre se tem... Mas, como dizem que, junto a mudanças, tem-se perdas (para que venham novidades, que haja recomeços), faz-se necessário arriscar. É o preço a ser pago por melhorias.

Ultrapassado o momento "limbo", triste e sofrido, uma nova partida.

Que seja dada logo essa largada! 

scratchy advice

If your cat panics because something (vacuum, mixer etc.) DO NOT try to take him while the thing is working.

Gleaned from my own experience: the noise may results in a scarface!

Fear causes irrational behavior.

mi adorable demonio

Bom, para começar, sinto-me um pouco como 'um peixe fora d'água' aqui na América do Norte, onde a (má) influência de um filtro estadunidense sobre a mídia em geral faz ecoar uma fama diabólica de Hugo Chávez.

Muitos comemoram por aqui. Estavam só aguardando o pior... Para outros tantos americanos/latinos (muitos mais, de fato), porém, esse foi um triste episódio para a luta - que continua, companheiros.

Estou triste com sua morte SIM. Afinal, ele foi para Venezuela fundamental na tomada do poder pela massa. Um pouco como o que Lula fez no Brasil. Chávez, embora militar, foi um dos nossos.

Sendo assim, quanto a essa imagem demoníaca que ele possui, faço a pergunta: ele é ruim para quem mesmo? Porque, na moral, de bicho-papão só tem medo criancinha ingênua e desinformada (algo, inclusive, cada vez mais raro num momento tão informatizado).

Claro que ele não foi um presidente perfeito. Aliás, existe algum? Difícil agradar a todos... Tudo dependende quando visto pelos intere$$es. Na realidade, os reais monstros da sociedade capitalista são bem outros...

Ficam agora justamente as dúvidas quanto à sua sucessão, ao futuro da oposição ao império ainda liderado pelos yankees.

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Deixo aqui a minha homenagem ao homem que mudou o mundo, melhorando-o, como pode...

um governante solitário

socialista

entrou para a História

cagando para os Estados Unidos

vida que segue...

Aniversário  do Rio! 
(saudade dele e dos meus...)

Alegrias e decepções da vida. 
Medo, dúvida, dor...

Amor, fé, esperança. Outro recomeço.

Inspiração pra escrever. Desabafo...

good luck

Do you believe in that story of finding a suitcase full of money (on the street, for example)? 

Well, I DO! I believe I found one.

However, when it seemed happen, I avow I doubted. I always think that this kind of thing is a TV prank, or a kids trick. After all, I didn't looked for that.. not even played the lottery or went until the end of the rainbow to find a pot of gold... It came so gratuitous... Finally, I didn't take it.
 
In Brazil we often say that "quando a esmola é demais, o santo desconfia" (translating... when it's a great alm, the saint suspects), in the same meaning of the proverb: It's too good to be true. Because, truly: IT IS!

It would be perfect: just on my birthday. What a gift! What a blessing! A boon in life. Probably, it will give us the opportunity of a (nice) honey moon, that we haven't had yet.

Anyway, there's something else for me to be defensive about that...while living abroad, I simply fear the fact of taking (someone else's) dollars, which DO NOT belong to me, could harm me. Seriously!

It was not dullness, but caution. Prudence. Unfortunately, it wasn't THE time. Not mine. 

(Althoug it's said that a lightning never strikes twice in the same place...) I beg: Please, good lucky, don't give up on me! Try it again, later. Maybe something I'm aware I deserve it.

mais amor, menos rancor

O quanto podemos suportar desajudados?

Alguns dizem que quando falamos algo, isto ganha força ao exteriorizarmos.

Ao mesmo tempo, pergunto-me quão mal nos faz o fato de remoer sentimentos interiormente, sem desabafar a respeito. Com o tempo, podem tomar conta da gente!

Compartilha-los parece-me ser afim de aliviar as tensões, as agonias e transtornos pessoais, não?! Uma vez divididos, penso que enfraquecem dentro de nós.

Se fôssemos capazes de superar sozinhos tais problemas, creio que seria dispensável o trabalho dos colegas psicólogos e psiquiatras. E não é o caso... Ombros e ouvidos amigos se fazem igualmente necessários.

Bom, o que eu sei é que as coisas tem a dimensão e importância que damos a elas. Independemente. Só tememos o que (a)creditamos.

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resolução

O primeiro a pedir desculpas é o mais corajoso.
O primeiro a perdoar é o mais forte.
E o primeiro a esquecer é o mais feliz.

a hora é agora

pró vidência

pró

Em defesa de, a favor de.
De modo favorável a.
Vantagem, proveito, conveniência.
Aspecto positivo;

vidência

Qualidade ou faculdade de vidente.
Visão sobrenatural.

Fim de ano, fim do mundo, a data de hoje... Nesse momento, tudo se mistura:
 
providência

Medida, atitude necessária.

A vontade rege o mundo. Do resto, o universo se encarrega.

Sem medo... Destino: conspiração do bem.

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"Quando uma criatura humana desperta para um grande sonho e sobre ele lança toda a força de sua alma, todo o universo conspira a seu favor." Goethe

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♪ "Existe aqui uma mulher, uma bruxa, uma princesa uma diva, que beleza!
Escolha o que quiser, mas ande logo.Vá depressa.
Nem se atreva a pensar muito.
O meu universo ainda despreza quem não sabe o que quer..." ♫ Ana Cañas

against frost weather

I used to dream about a winter black jacket of Benetton. Fluffy, with many buds. A little undue for the tropical cold of Porto Alegre city, I confess. All the same, during several years of my teenages, I went there just to check the price. Something about US$160.

Impossible for me, at that moment, buy it. Too expensive for a luxury. Nevertheless, in 2010, travelling in Europe, I found a similar one. New... for US$ 50! A bargain. I nearly bought two! No, not in a store, in a street market. A generic one. F*ck Benetton!
 

Maybe, I always knew one day I would live in a freezing place, where I will really need it. Today, it's a necessity in my current life. 

Lucky, I received from my step sister a pretty good long one. For very low temperatures, coat the ass is required (we quickly realize that!). 

Not even - 30°C scares me anymore...

Canadian

I really don't know if they realize that their country (where they were born, live, moved... whatever!) is fantastic! Without false modesty.

Of course it's not perfect (there are many problems, a lot of points to improve). Anyway, though, it's perfect in the imperfect way it is: too cold and so far, (or even 'that smooth!') - as almost all suppose.

For me, five stars: a d-r-e-a-m!

That's how I honestly see it: with much love. After all, I fell of it! I own... Here, I'm very warm in that I am in my lover arms.

I'm immensely glad for coming. I feel myself welcome here, "home".

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Furthermore, their goal (at leat in Quebec) seems not be the same of their neighbors. Overall, hey don't partake of American Dream, not even their crazy fears (ironically presented by Michael Moore in this funny video of Bowling for Columbine). 

what do you fear?

Before, she said be scared of Lula's victory in 2002 Brazilian presidential election. Her call,  this cut rate appeal in José Serra's political advertising didn't work indeed. Then, in 2009, Regina Duarte keeps the same cheap speech; at that time, against Indigenous People.

According the Centro de Estudo Ambientais, she is a farmer in Mato grosso do Sul. Considering that, her behaviour really does't surprise me. Both agricultural estate owner and neo-liberal, of the right... It would be comical if it wasn't tragic! One way or the other, a unfortunate philosophy of life.

Being anti demarcations, besides appropriates lands which used to belong to Indians... I'd suggest that this (not correct - in the bargain!) Ma'am lost good oportunities to remain silent on issues concerning politics.

During a delicate periode like the current, I hope she doesn't dramatize again (with or without "monsters" under her bed).This has been the joke of the year (for 10 years!).

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Ça va (encore) chier solide!

Encore sur des craintes... 

M. Gilles Vaillancourt, le maire de la ville de Laval, prend du repos sous prétexte de problèmes de santé. Histoire de ne pas avoir un coeur assez impavide pour affronter toutes les accusations qui le concernent. 

Comme lui, beaucoup d'autres politiciens doivent être si inquiets pour être dans la merde jusqu'au cou!  Gérald Tremblay, le mairie de Montréal, peut également bien le dire...

C'est la Commission Charbonneau faisant chier! Tout un scandale sur des systèmes corruption éclatant au Québec.

nightmare

Nothing is worse, before waking up...

Earlier than realize it was only a bad dream, though, evil feelings pervade.

What you both fear and avoid the most? 

Just pray not to become true. 

On top of that, keep the eyes open. It may be a sign...

it's been an experience

Ok, it was not grave... I "just" waked up in the middle of the night with a strong noise, feeling the house shaking as when many trucks pass over there at the same time. 

Jokes aside, it was something (to me)! Strange sensation...

Can I freak out a little bit, at least? After all, I'm not used with natural phenomena like earthquakes! NOT AT ALL! Furthermore, this is not even supposed to happen here (what's more in that proportion)!

By the way, 3.9 Richter scale shocks in Quebec; Manitoba, Alberta and Ontario snow storms in early October(!)... Well, the weather seems crazy lately! Indeed.

Last year, it was the hurricane Irene... Which one it will be the next, Saint Peter?

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Read more:

Earthquake rattles Montreal
Earthquake strikes near Montreal 
Early snow: A sign of what's to come?
Southeastern Manitoba pounded by adversity
Another quick blast of winter in parts of Alberta
Autumn snow causes power outages in southern Manitoba 
Snow falls in Winnipeg on last day of summer

urban contradictions

After watching City of God, City of Men, Last Stop 174, Elite Squad and Elite Squad 2 (yes, we have our sequel movies! - good ones, in bargain!), I'm not surprise that people become afraid to visit Rio. 

I understand. Even though it is warned (most part of them advise audience before starting), it's hard to believe: 

"Despite the many similarities to reality, 
this film is a work of fiction"

Come on, it was not my fault... What can we do? - not show them our best cinema?! (Call Capitão Nascimento?! - the 'hero') How simply ignore, omiting ourselves facing general violence presented throught the screen to the world?

Scenes are shocking. In the same way, it's the reality - especially in favelas. Indeed. If it terrifies even carioca citizens, who are used to, imagine foreigners... mainly if from peaceful and tranquil places(!).

I just say the truth. In particular, giving my point of view, passing my own experience: I lived there for eight years and I was NEVER robbed, for example. Well, I'm trying a honey moon there... Nevertheless, the trauma is huge!   

I confess that it is NOT (at all) a safe place. It's necessary pay attention (after all: "malandro é malandro, mané é mané!"). However, I was very happy in Rio, I owned. Likewise, most part of who is from there. I'm sure!

Although all its problems, Rio is still a marvelous city. Unique, phenomenal! We can't deny... Who was there (at least) once, will never forget!

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What I miss at most? The beach (culture).


 

le revers

Toutes les victoires apportent aussi avec elles des échecs...

Encore sur les élections au Québec:

Le premier insuccès, mémorable, c'était la perte de Charest. Son impopularité est si forte qu'il a été obligé de démissioner la vie politique... À mon avis, il a bien fait! (À propos, bon débarras!) 

Ensuite, la démonstration de mécontentement de Mme Marois dans son discours de victoire, sur le fait du PQ avoir perdu la siège de Gouin pour Françoise David, je n'ai pas aimé ça... Pantoute! Faire ça pendant que la chef de Québec Solidaire vient de leur avoir promis tout son soutien à plusieurs sujets, je ne trouve pas ça sage du côte de la première ministre, même pas poli. En passant, il y a d'autres circonscriptions où le PQ a eu des défaites plus significatives, qu'elle pourrait réclamer au lieu... (pour le PL, en plus!).

Un autre résultat qui m'a deçu c'était la réélection de Christine St-Pierre, ancienne ministre de la Culture. Celle qui a associé le carré rouge (porté par les artistes) à un symbole qui signifie « l'intimidation, la violence» - est-ce que personne de l'Acadie ne s'est pas rappelé de ça au moment d'aller voter?!?!?!?! Avec une avantage de plus de 38% sur ses adversaires caquiste et péquiste, la députée libérale les a battu facilement. Mon dieu.... (Cependant, je me souviens!)
 

Finalement, la question d'immigration, préjugé et intégration dans un Québec qui accepte des étrangers pas pour la charité, mais parce qu'il y a une lacune à être remplie pour cette main d’œuvre d'ailleurs. C'est un point très intéressant et important à sonder, car il engendre et englobe des doutes et des incertitudes, ainsi que certaines peurs (encore plus en période électorale!). 

Je me réfère, surtout, au cas spécifique de la candidate du PQ à Trois-Rivières. Mme Djemila Benhabib, née en Ukraine et d'ascendance algérienne, a eu des problèmes concernant ses origines et sa vision sur la (non) laïcité de l'État ici. Le maire de Saguenay, Jean Tremblay, a annihilé le dossier présenté par elle, en mettant en échec son aptitude pour proposer tel projet.

Par malheur (et/ou ignorance), ces critiques sont reflètées dans le résultat des élections. Faque la plus grande partie des Trifluviens ont choisi la libérale Danielle St-Amand pour les représenter.

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le croque-mitaine

Il y a un crainte implicite du côte des immigrants de voter pour le PQ. D'habitude, ils sont liberaux.

Cela arrive à cause des propositions séparatistes des péquistes. Donc, les gens les plus incultes appréhendent sérieusement de devoir quitter le Québec au cas d'un référendum déterminer sa dissociation du Canada.

Toutefois, ils ne sont pas les seuls. Les anglophones redoutent également son avenir.

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*Néanmoins, même ils étaient tannés de Charest... Pour de vrai!

À l’exception de Richard Henry Bain, bien sûr. Cet insensé de 62 ans, a tué Denis Blanchette, un technicien de scène du Métropolis, en visant y entrer pour faire d'autres victimes dans le rassemblement du PQ. Ça est arrivé mardi soir, à l'occasion de leur victoire dans les élections au Québec.

Blanchette avait 48 ans et était père d'une fillette de 4 ans. Il est mort en travaillant (malgré, à ce moment-là, il prenait une pause pour fumer...). Peut-être, sans son intervention, les dommages seraient encore plus tragiques!

 

Bain attend son jugement, avec pas beaucoup de chances d'échapper.

J'achève ce post, avec la pire des privations... de la vie. 

by force

A sad reality among so much happiness and perfection...

I’ve never thought about rapes or sexual violence in Canada. However, today I was informed that around one in four women has suffered some kind of sexual abuse here, or even attempts, at least once in  her lifetime. “Too much!” - I said impressed to Julie, who attended me in the 2110, giving me some information about sex issues.

Actually, I don’t know if this number is refered only to Montreal (Quebec) or if it is a mean of all their cities. I used to live at easy, calmly, with no worry about that here… until tonight! Coincidently (or not!), a guy tried to grip my arm under a viaduct while by my side. I was a little afraid, without understand what he wanted... and could do with me there. Fortunately, nothing happened due to a lady who passed by bike exactly at that time, disturbing him (and helping me by chance! - Thanks God). 
   
Although Mtl seems being a peaceful and safe city for women, it‘s better pay attention - always! I‘m going to inform myself about who are the men who commit it, the way it occurs here and why. I‘m sure that the reasons (besides the “basic” uncontrollable desire of pervert men) are different for the Brazilians. Let’s verify… and as soon as possible, I’ll write explaining something which is simply inexplicable - inadmissible and unforgivable.

By the way, congratulation to people who help others with these sexual problems, all demages...

Despite implicit, the heaviest scene I’ve ever seen about that was played by Monica Bellucci in the French movie Irréversible. It’s extremely distressing. I hope nobody, experiences it, or undergoes a traumatic similar situation, wherever.

Better if I could help them... So, (hey, ho) let's go!  

il est passé par ici

Le premier ouragan, on n'oublie jamais!

J'ai eu peur.

Irene a laissé des dégâts sur son passage dans le Canada, et des mauvais souvenirs dans ma mémoire.

[WHOU-OU-OU-OU...]

fragile sex

Today, on the Man’s Day, I just want to say that they are not as strong as they try to convince us. Looking at health issue, for example, they (the majority of them, at least) simply turn DRE - digital rectal exam - in a seven headed beast, while women are used with some torture instruments since they went to gynecologist for the first time.

By the way, this date was created so as to men start to pay attention about this kind of thing: care or prejudice which they have or not had. It represents exactly the expression which says that bit where it hurts… or rather, touching a sore (men’s) point. Completely fragile! - physiologically, sociologically and sexually as well.

They mess everything… and avoid mere precautions that can safe their lives. Stupid guys... (or is possible say 'faggy', once they run away from that!)

Congratulation for those who face any fear, weakness and prejudice and keep their lives alive and kicking.

punching the mirror

They stole our patriotic feeling. It has occurred for 47 years. After too much time (and fear), it’s understandable that Brazilian people haven't been used to express correctly all them love for your country.

Nowadays, it’s possible feel that only in special occasion such as World Football Cup fellows wear the colors of our national flag - neither in the Olympic Games the pride has been showed so enthusiastic. However, rarely in political events has it been expressed.

Seeing the World Military Games advertisings on television I wonder my self about this issue. Furthermore, Amor e Revolução has proved that who really had taken care of Brazil were the revolutionaries - the same that got up and participated of guerrilla, against Army.

For me, everything has been wrong for a long time. Unfortunately, I reckon it will be hard to change the current situation… population behaviour, their feelings inclusively. By now, Brazlians simply love football while forget other important items.   

People here must to bear strongly and shut up (and with other possible negative adverbs - in, off, out) all these dictatorial decades.  It was not easy - and still it is not. Maybe some campain would help - not a political one, but another which is over against the reality of our politics. 

The slogan used for them to divulg their games (“Forças para garantir nossa alegria”) has surprised me in a bad way. After all, I don’t trust in force in order to make someone happy... even a nation. I swear I would like to believe that Army can guarantee peace(as they say, but, actually, I don't. Furthermore, I sincerely believe that most (and best) part of patriotism died with the end of our revolution.

throwing me up in the air

Although I’ve still feared novelty, I can’t stand anymore the current situation which seems some kind of dropped anchor. I’m feeling as a prisoner of the cruel destiny which I’m destined for.

Kicking the bucket and restarting - I honestly believe that it is my course from now - even with all difficulty I'll face so as to move on. Some losses are predictable…

Kicking the bucket and restarting - I honestly believe that it is my course from now - even with all difficulty I'll face so as to move on. Some losses are predictable...

The first step is always the hardest to be given. After that, everything tend to flows quite fine. Further, I have nothing (concrete) to lose… On the contrary,  betting my shirt on this possibility of change is an unique opportunity for me to really succeed. Here, my future have showed itself limited. There haven't worthy chances by now.

Unfortunately (even on the eve of those international events… which should be prosperous! Actually, is has been happening mainly owing to that!). 

point of forking

One day, some really important decisions must be made. I know it is a hard process. However it is necessary so as to reach your goals as intended. There will be losses, of course. Many things to leave behind... Everyone has his own route to go through, though.

Right now, on the bifurcation, I’m just fearing about the choice to be made... If I will hit the jackpot. I hope so…