the truth, the best choice

Always, even if it hurts... 

It's better crying due to reality than pretend everything is fine. By the way: 

Yes, one wil be constantly supporting the other in a couple - more than anybody else! 

No, who really loves won't be the one making the partner laugh with lies (just to be cooool...) 

Consciously, no one has any doubt about that.

spiritism

Light and truth against lost souls!
Faith, positive energy and thoughts.

deadwood

I'm not taking current circumstances as a tax. No... Let's look on the bright side: each obstacle we pass through, make us even stronger.

Difficulties adduce the truth. Barbs, grief and bitterness come along. It's impossible hide to it for long time.

Before, I was alone... Now, two years on, I'm happy, settled, sharp, hearty and powerful. After all, who has good friends and a family who loves you, has everything ♥

I'm married and blessed. And you?!

The giant has just awoken to finally make a living. 

cartas na mesa

O mundo seria tao melhor se as pessoas jogassem limpo umas com as outras...

Críticas construtivas, e a verdade - sempre! Sem trapaças.

no lies

Doesn't matter whether we are on Fools' Day, or not... 

lovely

It's kindly how we gain.

Goodness, truth, respect... 

Then, success!
 
The hit love overcomes all ill.

Every (single) problem will pass weaker... 

by us, together  ♥

o álcool entra e a verdade sai

the alcohol enters and the truth comes out

That's what we usually say, in Portuguese, to explain the fact of drinking and starting to tell the true. Sometimes, not in the best way, though... Sincere, direct, maybe not polite.

Whatever, that's what happens while drunk. 

No control over emotions!
 

at home, anywhere...

Forget twitter, facebook or any other social media... 

My real and most loyal daily follower is my cat.

No matter what I do, my kitty is always there(!), moving behind me.

For many others, dogs. 

Unconditional love. True one ♥

c'est clair

Il est possible de voir l'amour par les yeux (de l'autre puis par les tiens).

C'est la beauté du regard. Tant doux...
 
Ça tout dit! Il vaut mille mots.

C'est évident, c'est pour de vrai, c'est fort, c'est beau... c'est l'amour.

a proper hug

One of the best things in the world is the possibility of giving (and/or receiving) one.

Real, tight - when it is possible feel all affection while the heart’s beatings are the same. As far as I’m concerned, sometimes it is not enough only being together. In fact it's necessary to be closer, transmiting lovingness along with good vibrations.

That is it! - a friendly turn. Although a simple gesture, it means exactly everything which is important between people.

calling a spade a spade

Doubtless nothing bothers me more than people's fear in saying the truth. I really don't understand how answer mere words as 'yes' or 'no' can be too difficult. I can't stand co much cowardice!

Being sincere - they should take this attitude up into their lives. Thus, making things easy... After all, life is simple. We make it complicated, though.

However, this is not to say that some care is dispensable in the way through any information is given. Especially when it means something important, which can change routes, feelings etc, a little tact, prudence and diplomacy are essential, of course.

Even so, I definitely prefer to cry due to plain facts than laugh with lies... For me, it is the best way - always.

home truth

Taking this example, even the militaries could finally bring out from the depths of the past their (state) secrets about that dark dictatorship period in Latin America. It is sincerely awaited the moment when they’ll finally tell (loud and clear - why not?) to the world what was done with some militant people who are vanished until now. 

Lastly (almost 50 years after it has begun; 26, of its end), it is just in time to law all the past ghosts. Or rather: finally.

Better late than never. After all, the later the worse.

on the shelf

Today, which is a special occasion: Saint Expeditious Day, responsible for all urgent causes, I will broach a delicate issue for women: the deadline age for finding the love of their lives.  

I watched recently the play “Maria do Caritó” and I tried to figure out which are the reasons that set us aside, forgotten over a long period of time. Lilia Cabral plays the part of Maria, a 50-year-old single (and religious) woman.

She, as most part of lonely ladies, is looking for(ward) a true love. So, she prays hard to get it as soon as possible, asking saints for it, besides turning to magic and blackmailing Saint Anthony in order to reach her wish and leave the “caritó”.

It is something similar to the shelf… There, we put things that are not being often used. Unfortunately (and also probably) it will be there for quite some time - and as it goes by, the chances to get her place outside, in the sun, decreases. Further: out of sight, out of mind.

Hence, without plenty of time, I will ask Expeditious a little (effective and quick) help. Since I’m almost 30, I should not waste many opportunities anymore. So, good luck is awaited to helping me from now not to be alone forever.

About the play... It is wonderful. Scenography, costumes, both acting and directing... Notability for Dani Barros as a chicken. Actually, everything seems perfect. It is all the best! That is my theatral tip of present time:

Maria do Caritó

Teatro dos Quatro – Shopping da Gávea
From Thursday to Saturday at 21h30 and Sundays at 20h

Marquês de São Vicente Street, 52, 2nd floor – Gávea
Information: 21 2274-9895

breaking the global ice

It is not rare wonder ourselves about some actor or actress who we have never seen anymore… Though Record and SBT are giving for these professionals more opportunities to working outside Globo’s jobs, sometimes a few simply disappear!  

Maybe they are in the ‘refrigerator’, both preserved and hidden - as it is usually said here… In a “rest” period far from stages, flashes and lights.

Fortunately, good artists succeed and nowadays can be watched in important roles on television. Cases as Graziella Moretto, Marcelo Tas, Luis Miranda and Roberta Rodrigues call my attention at these last days.

(As a consequence of a sleeplessness) I saw them recently on Telecurso 2000 episodes. I was surprised, further due to Tas. I have never seen him in Globo programming. However, I’m glad because he is on the top now - after all Telecurso 2000 sucks… (not its content, as well as its purposes for sure - nevertheless... it does!) for their category.

past inquiry

Apparently, it is (finally) going to be known the reason why the Chilean president Salvador Allende was killed. Almost 40 years after a(nother) bloody 11th September, in 1973, his body will be exhumed next month to discover what caused his death. At the time, he was overthrown and a couple hours later he died.
  
Then, the general Augusto Pinochet governed Chile during the next 15 years, when occurred one of the most heavy dictatorship in Latin America in those days. As has occured here and also in Argentina, many socialist militants vanished at that time and until now (the bodies) have not been found.

Two versions of Allende's incident has given since then: the first ("official") saying that he committed suicide, and another one in which he was murdered by militaries when the palace in Santiago was invaded. After some examination, will be probe over death. All the truth about it is going to come to the surface. Isabel Allende, his daughter, current senator of Chile and also a renowned writer, believes that it is the only chance to discover at last this mystery.

In my sincere opinion, it wont be a surprise this riddle's result. Let's wait to confirm it... and finally turn over this (mournful) page of the History.

persisting in an error of stiffness

(an typical military behaviour)

Members of military reserves are trying to forbid the exhibition of ‘Amor e Revolução’ soap opera written by Tiago Santiago, showed on SBT channel. They are claiming about the possibility of population being induced against the Armed Forces as a result of the content presented.

The plot runs around Brazilian dictatorship (from 1964 to 1985) while reproduces the politic oppression and also the chase of socialist militants. This is the main reason they fear… that everybody knows the truth - all cruelty they did in those (dark) days below stairs of that heavy regime.

A petition is running on internet to take it off the air and, until now, has taken around four hundred signatures. The reservists' speech suggests that the soap opera is a consequence of a deal of the owner of the broadcasting station with the current Brazilian Government as a way to quit a little of the huge debt they have.

Dilma Rousseff, our present president, was one of these young armed rebels who got weapons in their hands order to trying to subvert the system. She also suffered all violence of tortures applied against arrested communists. Thus, this fact has given rise to her worry about these issues (probably more than her antecessors did).

She is in favour of the creation of the “Truth Commission”, some kind of committee to take care about the politics matters, among other things. In my left point of view, it is a magnificent opportunity to rub people’s nose in the reality, even it  hits on army where it hurts… By the way, this is exactly the main aim: touching a sore spot. As the (Hi)story has it, we got it! Further, another public petition deffending 'Amor e Revolução' was created online - join! 

The tide turned… Censure (and also torture) never more!

protest music

To conclude, I’ll finish this post talking about the importance of the means by which the people expresses itself in an attempt to subvert, changing the situation: music.

At 60’s it was extremely important not only to rebel but also to stimulate people to keep fighting, going ahead, not giving up the cause. Songs such as “Para não dizer que eu não falei das flores” (commonly called “Caminhando”) has been some kind of motto for some youth generations. Artists as Chico Buarque then wrote many lyrics which objected that dark situation. Beautiful examples are “Roda Viva”, “Apesar de você” and “Cálice”.

I enjoy a lot this last one in particular. I reckon that its wordplay is so smart, its message so deep and intense, that always let me touched, as reminding me something I would live in the past. I should say that I recognize this Chico’s skill as an essential gun considering the fact that many people was not able to rebelling themselves and join to fighting armed… However it may be, at least they were subliminally advised through his chords and verses.

Things has changed since the dictatorship finished. Nowadays the quite known MPB doesn’t work anymore as an opposition tool. While they talk about love, who contradicts the reality now is funk or rap music. Though, it is a subject for another post… at an opportune time. Await! For the moment, I’m just praising the soundtrack of ‘Amor e Revolução’ - that plays not only the classics, but also new versions of the hits of that time.

Banda Vega’s “Nossa Canção” (a 1966 Luiz Airão’s song, but known through Roberto Carlos’ voice), besides Pitty’s Pitty’s “Cálice” (written by Chico in partnership with Gilberto Gil), among others equally good... This album for sure will be very successful! Be it so.

true-lies agenda

It is said, here in Brazil, that the year begins after the carnival… Well, it used to be true. Nowadays, for the major part of population another period starts later… only when the BBB finish , what changes its  programming. As a consequence, every evening is going to be different for them from now. Since the end of this reality, for each one a new program is awaited.

The present doubtful 'real life' is driving me crazy since I simply can’t believe on nobody else anymore! So, I would like to can say that it all this is a big lie. However, unfortunately, it is not… It is our true.

Further:

I...

- should not be here;

- would be married if I had come back one more step behind;

- am not well-liked there for who is main important.

a past story as begun as not finished

Engaged with one of the most popular guys of the city, the also successful professional woman is quite satisfied. They compound a beautiful pair, envied for most part of single people, besides the couples… Inseparable, they are seen everywhere. This solemn-name family goes to cultural programming together.

Their children are not only so polite but also equally happy. Esteeming to each other is the main ingredient for their sweet united lives. All dinning are special, cooked with love. The sex is really fantastic due to the past experience of both. They are perfect lovers since they were introduced at Lancheria eight year ago.

A white two-floors house in the south area of the city, with big dogs running on the green garden, is often visited by closer friends and colleagues - famous people inclusively - owing to their jobs. On weekends, is a haunt of barbecues with pocket show of local singers or poets. Table of chess, card games, pool, ping pong and 'totó', as well as pinball entertain their “old” friends while the youngers play in the swimmingpool (or videogame  - against some adult guys). In the juke box, classic records are played.

Even the age difference between them - included the stepson, the twins and the little girl still inside her belly, was not enough to separate these good partners. Nor the 21 years which in the beginning were the double of his age (exactly when she was at  prime of her life) are a problem. It haven't ever been...indeed. This lack is necessary to complete themselves, making them entire, as only one.

Old school (or 'old is cool') always has been an important lesson there, in their home… minds, hearts, souls. The believe in them is with her, regardless of anything happened earlier, during or is coming in the future, soon. 

I'm sure that she would be happy living (exactly right now) this ‘their‘ story… (perfectly imperfect due to its no expectations, matters not told, a mystery made) I guess that could be possible, as the another world they  used to believe, even being separated.

It is just a look back (or forward?) of mine, reminding me dreams that haven't come true - but could, though.

bad wolf block(ed)

Today, on the April Fools Day everything may be said, believed and forgotten. Thus, a little care is pretty good...

Oppotunity makes thieves - inclusively, I recently knew (the other face of) one, and it wasn't a special occasion for it. There are many wolves (in sheep’s skin clothing) around, just waiting for a chance to get the jump on an innocent sheep (= someone ill-advised).

merci (or à mercê?)

Well, doesn’t matter! I prefer to do the right thing.    

I’m like that: clear, transparent - couldn’t be different. I always prefer do EVERYTHING in the best way for everyone, the fairer… Sometimes, it’s not good for me, though. I’ve been suffering the consequences of choosing this truthful way. 

I hope this time can be the opposite (It is not possible that I will NEVER be rewarded for my correct acts…!).

Sometimes I wonder myself about that... Whether I am or not in the best way - for me, not for others. I am thinking over again to be more introspective, to listening more than talk. Many simply don't deserve to know the truth. They are not thanked (and prepared) for it.

burning Jones

(as Judas…)

Can you imagine being created a peculiar occasion only because of you?!

How are you going to feel yourself about that? - Important?! Well, today can be considerate 'my day' and I'm not glad about that...

Even being somewhat similar a holiday, it has not a noble intention. Occuring just in order to exalting my acts and choices, today they are trying to throw me to the wolves.

The main aim of the commemoration meeting is salt my game, cram both my style and reputation… if possible - of course. After all, others’ opinion is not an unique and doubtless truth.

Fortunately, there are people in this cruel world with a minimun of good sense of facts. Furthermore: our importance is given by other people. Thus, I reckon I'm really special and powerful. Though, I'm not going to celebrate it.

uni duni tê

“Malabarista de fatos e interesses” – sempre defini ser jornalista assim. Por outro lado, jamais havia ido mais a fundo na questão, percebendo serem esses atributos necessários para a vida em geral e não somente limitados a tal classificação profissional. 

Qualquer um, com um pouco mais de habilidade, equilíbrio, jogo de cintura (leia-se ‘rebolado’), pode ser um circense do dia-a-dia. CIRCENSE – repito. ‘Palhaço’ só mesmo se deixando enganar, ‘passar a perna’... O que não faz o meu feitio.

Às vezes, temos que priorizar certas coisas, e é justamente quando somos colocados em xeque. Essa pode ser uma situação difícil – principalmente se temos que envolver terceiros, pedindo-lhes favores um tanto embaraçosos. 

Escolhas não são fáceis, fazem de nós partidários – seja como for. Mas quando escolhemos o caminho da verdade, estamos certos. Eu acredito nisso piamente. E sofro todos os poréns dessa minha opção. 

Claro que em alguns momentos temos que abdicar de uma parte para conseguirmos o que queremos, sem maiores danos. Não se pode ter tudo... Pelo menos aqui (no Brasil), agora. O grande lance é acordar, literalmente. Saber jogar com o que se tem. 

Mas, graças a Deus, o bem sempre prevalece e nos conduz ao melhor – para todos.  Não praticar o mal ajuda, pois depois vem a recompensa dessa atitude e benfeitoria.  Fazer tudo direitinho é sempre o melhor caminho. Acredito em carma.

 Se fosse o contrário, aí sim, seria PALHAÇADA! (estaria tudo errado, perdido...)

da boca pra fora

Muitas ligações e nenhum encontro. Blá blá blá... Se fosse MESMO afim, estaria com você agora. Ele bate nela, mas diz que a ama. DIZ... Na boa, quem gosta, de fato, não faz isso. Outro afirma que não trai a mulher, mas vive recebendo mensagens suspeitas na internet, ou pelo o celular. JURA... "Loucura da(s) remetente(s)", claro! - é o que alega.<

Homens são suas atitudes, e não o que falam. Quer conhecê-los mais profundamente? Veja-os sem a máscara das desculpas. Esqueça a retórica e preste atenção em seus atos, suas ações acerca daquilo que tem curiosidade, do que duvida. A resposta virá clara, como os sinais que dá em seu comportamento. Mas não se surpreenda se o discurso não bater com seus feitos...

Nessa análise, a prática é bem mais importante do que a teoria. Para um mundo melhor, verdadeiro, com relacionamentos sinceros, precisamos muito mais de exemplos do que promessas.

dia das crianças

Um dia fui uma e, hoje, já penso nas minhas. Não para agora, pois tenho outras prioridades por hora... trabalho, estudos, busca por estabilidade, mudanças ainda a acontecer etc. E mais (e principalmente): primeiro, preciso achar uma pessoa que cuide de mim para, só então, arrumar alguém para eu cuidar. Elas precisam e merecem ter uma família - pai e mãe. Seja como for, uma boa base.

É um ciclo. Antes, confesso que nem gostava muito dos pequenos, porque os via como iguais. Depois, crescida, ao conviver diariamente com meu sobrinho, descobri-me uma apaixonada por este universo ingênuo, lúdico, mágico e verdadeiro. É o amor e a entrega mais forte e bonita que existe.

Troco fácil a companhia de um adulto pela de uma criança. Elas vem sempre pro bem, reenergizam-nos por inteiro com um só abraço ou nos animam com suas ‘pérolas‘ em relações racionais que fazem sem a censura que aos maduros já é inevitável.

Sofrem com esse mundo cruel que mantemos com nossas mentiras e interesses maléficos ao futuro, que a nós não pertence mais, e sim a elas. Injusto. Não as preparamos como deveríamos para enfrentar as dificuldades e protegerem-se dos que abusam e as maltratam. Espero eu, quando mãe e/ou profissional especializada, poder realmente ajudá-las a transformar este num lugar melhor, mais seguro para elas, pois é possível.

Minha mudança começa já!

A elas, dedico essa postagem e os próximos dias da minha vida.

até o final

Trabalho árduo, imaginação à toda!

Tudo o que eu queria era chegar aos "finalmentes" - não por pressa, mas por envolvimento completo mesmo, entrega. Achei que era pra valer, enfim. E com um novo personagem. Sou assim, fico esperando “demais” das situações, pessoas... homens(!) - sejam marujos ou maricas.

Para terminar algo, é preciso começar ao menos, permitir-se. E, depois de consecutivas esquivas, fica a dúvida: por que não? Por que (me) evitam? Foi assim agora e antes... E com desculpas semelhantes. Sinto-me impotente, injustiçada. Afinal, o que há de errado (comigo)?

Azar... Na mão (abanando), a única certeza que tenho é que não chegou a hora - foi na trave, de novo. Daqui a pouco, é gol!

A vaga segue em aberto, alguém se habilita (de verdade)?