A question of choice

Here is a thought for you: Love sucks!

It consumes your soul, drains your energy, and before you realize you’re walking half-dead, barely conscious, either on clouds or on eggshells.

An innocent question: Why, on Earth, do we seek this so badly?

I mean, were you in condition to choose, what would you go for:
a) Become a zombie, with no idea of what’s happening on your surroundings
b) Continue rationalizing and have occasional glimpses of fun

I don’t know if it’s for the fun, but most, if not all people choose letter “a”. Maybe they’re just tired of reality.

Ps: Image from www.inspirationfalls.com/tag/quotes/

Lemon Thoughts & Drinking Problems

I realized I must have a drinking problem! (not really, but bear with me…)

I was on a lecture about professional women sponsored by BPW – Florianópolis (Brazil), and at some point the chairman asked us to imagine a lemon – a big, juicy lemon – then we had to slice it in four. I should had known by then there was a problem… as soon as I pictured a friend of mine slicing lemons to make Caipirinha, but it only came to me when the speaker asked us to bite it. I bit it alright… just after “drinking” a shot of tequila.

FYI:
- The whole picturing exercise was made in order to explain that reality comes true through our thoughts. Something like “the spoon is only real ‘cause you believe it is…"
- BPW – Business Professional Women; a world wide organization that works towards establishing equal opportunities to women in the professional world.

Books, Bruises and WWII

I finished reading my first Holiday book: The Reader. Schlink really know how to work the details and transport his readers into the story. Throughout the book he describes the distance, or detachment people have towards the Great War. I get that, I understand that humanity, in general, is ashamed of such cruelty and irrelevance of the human life then. I find such acts and conducts to be disgusting, but at the same time, pieces about the WWII fascinate me.

On what grounds? My guess is that fascination relies on the same curiosity within which kids pick on their bruises.

Must have guts

He had that flirting smile on his face again, the one she fell for. Shouldn’t she be use to it by now?
Obviously she had diversion written all over her face, that’s all they want her for – flirting, nothing more. She doesn’t have the right to the benefits of it.
Minded, if it were me, I’d at least set a couple of kisses, but not her. She isn’t like that, has no guts. It’s like that saying… how does it go? Oh yeah: “Overpowering cowardice or not enough courage to pursuit happiness?”¹
I don’t know, and she simply doesn’t care.

Ps: Adaptado do quote “Sobra covardia e falta coragem até pra ser feliz” Drummond

Broken pieces – Star Signs

"Mirror, mirror on the wall, am I the twisted of them all?"

Grande parte do tempo sou “de Lua” – muito embora meu signo seja dito da Terra. Não obstante, recentemente descobri outro paradoxo astral – talvez razão de ser assim.
Sempre pensei que o conflito fosse a resultante passageira de hormônios da adolescência, mas me parece que esta característica é/ será constante na minha vida.
Segundo o horóscopo chinês sou Dragão; e apenas há alguns dias atrás descobri que 23 de Abril é dia de São Jorge – guerreiro que vence o dragão – preciso explicar mais?
Ao menos coragem é outra constante.
PS: Imagem de Paulo Visgueiro

La Oreja de Van Gogh

Sometimes I wonder: had Van Gogh really loved that girlfriend of his, wouldn’t he have given her his finger?
No doubt his talent depend upon it, this would be a pretty convincing proof of his love – creepy, crazy and all, but a proof nonetheless – after all, few people would give up their talent or their life reason in the name of love.
Don’t get me wrong, would anyone do something of the sort for me I’d had broken up with the poor bastard on the grounds that I do not date people who have no self-respect.
Sweet symphony of love...

FYI: "La Oreja de Van Gogh" is a Spanish Pop Band. I'll elaborate on them some other day.

Bucket List II

I was trying to remember all the things I’ve always dream of doing (some achievable, others not so much). Before 2005, I genuinely thought I did not stand a chance accomplishing more than 3 items in a newer future, as it turns out, I’ve crossed quite a few.

1. Be an exchange student
2. See snow
3. Dive
4. Fly a plane
5. Parachuting
6. Visit Europe
7. Spend New Year’s in Sydney (Australia)
8. Interact with wild animals
9. Have my own place
10. Write a book and be published
11. Make a difference
12. Become a Brazilian diplomat