"To go into solitude, a man needs to retire as much from his chamber as from society. I am not solitary whilst I read and write, though nobody is with me. But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from those heavenly worlds, will separate between him and what he touches. One might think the atmosphere was made transparent with this design, to give man, in the heavenly bodies, the perpetual presence of the sublime. Seen in the streets of cities, how great they are! If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile."

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882) in "Nature", Chapter 1 (1836)


O Corpo

Catarina sabia que não seria fácil. Mas era gratificante poder contribuir para algo importante. Estava frio, muito frio, mesmo para aquela altura do ano. A pequena ilha era no Norte. Catarina ansiava por voltar a paragens mais amenas e rever as pessoas de quem tinha saudades.

Quando encontraram o corpo, nada parecia indicar que tivesse estado tanto tempo coberto por água, tal era o estado de conservação. Mas era o local mais provável para o encontrarem. O invólucro, que havia antes contido vida, estava agora inerte. Como se a vida tivesse continuado e o corpo ficado ali. Apresentava sinais de ter vivido naquela zona pela forma como tinha sido sepultado. Tinha crescido e vivido parte da sua existência em paragens mais amenas. As feições assim o indicavam.



Desde que a criatura Homem (leia-se Humanidade) surgiu que existe o ímpeto de acreditar em 'algo fora de si próprio'. Este 'algo fora de si próprio' assume as mais variadas formas que são definidas e enquadradas por conceitos mais ou menos elaborados pela mesma criatura Homem. A elaboração dos conceitos de 'algo fora de si próprio', emerge e desenvolve-se de acordo com as pessoas, e as circunstâncias espaço-temporais.

É, no entanto, no acreditar que se encontra o centro desta questão. As definições de 'algo fora de si próprio' são sempre demasiadas para que qualquer uma delas faça sentido para todas as criaturas Homem. Mas todas as definições de 'algo fora de si próprio' se encontram num ponto comum: Acreditar.



Global something

Many of you have seen movies like The 11th Hour, An Inconvenient Truth and Who Killed the Electric Car?. You may even watch a lot of movies about this issue...

So if you like this kind of movies / documentaries you can not lose the one series that I consider the best one produced so far... I am talking about Planet Earth.
You may skip to the last three episodes of that series called Planet Earth: The Future. Those episodes focus more in the problem at hand.

I prefer to listen and try to understand how will I make my contribution concerning environment before that contribution be imposed on me.

I could go on, but I will not, I hope...

Learn the more you can... Be optimistic...

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire in thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art?
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand, and what dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb, make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake

About the J. J. Abrams STAR TREK

The movie is, indeed, a very good achievement. A brilliant one, in fact. I must acknowledge that.

- - -

However, for a prequel, the movie, does a lousy job for the wholeness of the future history indeed. The best they come with was to create, and maintain (focus on maintain), an alternate universe? I guess that we must erase the episodes that have Vulcan as background - just to give an example.

And add this for those who see this film having a sequel:

Every Star Trek film is a stand alone feature so far... It's Star Trek not "Friday the 13th".

Even so, I would like to see the correction to the "timelame" very soon...

you'd have a hell lot more nuns running around

You know, Mr. Milk, we don't allow people who practice bestiality to teach our children, and - excuse me - and the reason we don't is because it's illegal. It is not illegal to be a homosexual in California.

And your law goes even further. It read's: Any school employee who even supports a gay person will be fired.

Well that's true. But, gay people don't have any children of their own. And if they don't recruit our children, they'd all just die away. You know, and that's why they're all so interested in becoming teachers, because they want to encourage our children to join them.

And how do you teach homosexuality? Like French? I was born of heterosexual parents, taught by heterosexual teachers in a fiercely heterosexual society. So why then am I homosexual? And, no offense meant, but if it were true that children mimicked their teachers, you'd have a hell lot more nuns running around.

Milk (2008) Gus Van Sant

TV scares me

"TV scares me. It makes everything seem credible.


If everything seems credible then nothing seems credible. You know, TV puts everybody in those boxes, side-by-side. On one side, there's this certifiable lunatic who says the Holocaust never happened. And next to him is this noted, honored historian who knows all about the Holocaust. And now, there they sit, side-by-side, they look like equals! Everything they say seems to be credible. And so, as it goes on, nothing seems credible anymore! We just stopped listening!"

Eddie Langston in Man of the Year (2006) Barry Levinson

I will not... any of it!

V: Bless me, Father, I've sinned. My last confession was two weeks ago.
F: Go ahead.
V: Father, I accuse myself of bad thoughts toward my family.
F: You've hated your husband?
V: Yes, and my children.
F: How many times have you borne these thoughts?
V: Too many to count.
F: What are these bad thoughts?
V: In my thoughts... ...I want to abandon my children. I want to injure my husband. I want to run away. I want to be unattached. I want to be famous.
F: You must banish these bad thoughts.
V: What if I can't make them stop?
F: Well then, ask Mary, the mother of our blessed Lord... ...to teach you to bear your cross silently... ...patiently, and in perfect submission to the will of God.

Viviane Joan 'Vivi' Abbott Walker in Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood (2002) Callie Khouri

That's a bad moment

"When you're young, your potential is infinite. You might do anything, really. You might be Einstein... you might be DiMaggio.

Then you get to an age when what you might be... gives way to what you have been.
You weren't Einstein.
You weren't anything.

That's a bad moment."

Charles Hirsch "Chuck" Barris in 'Confessions of a Dangerous Mind' (2002) George Clooney

The Lost Beauty / Beleza Perdida

"We're psychically numbed. I mean, …we numb our senses from morning till night, whether it's with noise or loud music or light at night. So, nobody sees the beauty. And if we've lost the feeling of the beauty of the world, then we are looking for substitutes. Eric Hoffer said, “You can never get enough of what you don't really want.” Meaning, we rush around permanently needy,… but the loss… the feeling of loss is that we don’t know what it is we’ve lost. What we've lost is the beauty of the world. And we make up for it with attempting to conquer the world, or own the world, possess the world."

James Hillman, psychologist, co-founder of the Dallas Institute of Humanities and Culture [in The 11th Hour (2007) Nadia Conners]


Que ni el viento la toque,
ni mirarla, mujer, mi varadero.

Ni cantarla,
porque amarga es mi voz,
mas yo la canto.

Que ni el viento la toque,
porque tiene pena de muerte
el viento
si la toca.

Antonio Ferrandis (Chanquete) in Verano Azul

Universal forgiveness

"In your mind's eye, are you all just children who've transgressed against your father's divine will?

(...) Are you being punished for your multitude of sins? Are you?

(...) Is this really our lot to have been led by a father to the 'promised land'...

(...) ... to paradise, only to have paradise cruelly smashed to bits before our very eyes?

(...) Are these the actions of a father towards his children?

(...) What have you done? What have you done to deserve this punishment? What sins have you committed? What dark thoughts have you harbored, that condemn you, condemn you, to wander through the universe without hope, without light. So you have to ask yourself: What kind of a father abandons his own children to despair and loneliness? Perhaps we are not the ones in need of forgiveness.

(...) Perhaps we have been wrong. Perhaps it is God who should come down here and beg for our forgiveness! Am I right? Am I right?"

Baltar in a "A Disquiet Follows My Soul" in Battlestar Galactica (reimagined series)


"Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable."

words of the prophet Almustafa in Chapter 4, 'Children', from the 'The Prophet' by Kahlil Gibran (1923)

Full moon rise

"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustable well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that is so deeply part of your being that you, that you can't even conceive of your life without it. Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless."

Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky (1990) Bernardo Bertolucci

Fuzzy stuff...

Jack Black as Miles Dumont: "Why am I attracted to a person I know isn't good?"


Kate Winslet as Iris Simpkins: "Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time she does something that tells you she's no good, you would ignore it. And every time she comes through and surprises you, she wins you over and you lose that argument with yourself: that she's not for you.


What I am trying to say is I understand the feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible, and how it can actually ache in places that you didn't know you had inside you. And doesn't matter how many haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your friends, you still go to bed every night, going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong, or how you could've misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy and Sometimes you can even convince yourself that she'll see the light and show up at your door.

After all that, however long all that may be, you go somewhere new, and you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again and little pieces of your soul will finally come back and all those fuzzy stuff, those years of your life you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade... "

in The Holiday (2006) Nancy Meyers