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Poet Luís Vaz de Camões, 1572

2011-04-08T15:09:00.002+01:00

Love is fire that burns without being seeing;
It is wounded that it aches and is not felt;
It is a contentment discontents;
It is pain that renders crazy without aching;

It is not to want more than to want well;
It is solitary walk among people;
It is never to content itself of contented;
It is to take care of that it is gained in if losing;

It is to want to be imprisoned for will;
It is to serve to whom wins, the winner;
It is to have to whom kill us loyalty.

But as to cause can its favour
In the human hearts friendship,
If so contrary itself it is the same Love?

Luís Vaz de Camões

Hollydays

2009-06-13T19:41:00.002+01:00

Holidays
Near Beja, Portugal, there’s a landscape that leaves me quite happy and this photo sure tell about it.
That’s a motif to calm and relax me and my depression.
Long one…

Noite

2008-07-14T16:18:00.006+01:00

Bad times

2008-07-14T16:03:00.003+01:00

Fate

2008-07-14T15:52:00.005+01:00

Sky,oh sky, where are your stars?

2008-07-14T15:37:00.016+01:00

Green karma (police vegetal)

2008-07-14T15:19:00.006+01:00

Dreams

2008-05-21T08:45:00.007+01:00

There is an anchor in my heart that holds me unrest less and sceptical about human nature. People are strange (Jim Morrison) and not reliable. This is a beach at Algarve, in Portugal, has a lot of anchors in the sand, so I took this picture by chance. We all are anchors that grab the bottom not to going very fast, and, believe me, we are at the bottom.
Speculation on food… Transgenic plants and rights over living being…Human rights…Refuse of humanitarian help…Speculation on oil prices…Human traffic…Paedophiles…War…
Only our romantic view of the world is bearable.

Discover Muse!

Nothing radically new in Europe

2007-07-07T14:17:00.001+01:00

Sorry guys, had some time without access to the web.Technical support is on the way, just now, to fix the problem with the modem.Glad you still come see me. At Europe things still pretty the same, from some time awhile, Russian problem(they intend install anti-missile defenses too), the Turquish issue (the guarantee of the minimum human’s rights) about entering the European Union (and the geographical political strategy importance of such act), wide opening economic relations with Brasil and all countries of Africa’s continent, european social politics also will be discuss like the workers concerning “flexi security” which will improve the speed of relations worker/employer when things are not agreeable for each/one side (as if now was already easy to workers to have a future, I mean the southern countries of Europe).Well the funny of all this is the next six months of EU will be commanded by the presidency of Portugal which country has very strong structural economic problems, result of the last ten years of governmental decisions that lead us this point now.Last millions of euros (€) of free funds from the core of this Union onto Portugal must be well applied by Portuguese to achieve the same economical rhythm as others European countries as Germany or France (I only can laugh, cause that money was very badly misused in the recent past).Is there an economical God?St.Money…

Myfaceis

2007-04-15T22:38:00.000+01:00

Purple Ideal

2007-03-19T01:19:00.000Z

Your Brain is Purple

Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic.
You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.
Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.

You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.

What Color Is Your Brain?

The rest of me

2007-03-19T00:41:00.000Z

This is the rest of me, the rest of my entire life from now on.

Into the light

2007-02-23T02:07:00.000Z

I’m in a nature and walking/thinking mood, lately.
So many things had happen lately that I have no strength to describe’m all, but I’m Ok.
Sorry not to have so much time now, but sometimes time is short to me.
A huge hug to you all until soon, I hope sincerely.

Tradition

2006-11-10T20:10:00.000Z

A show of the old costumes at Portugal
(city of Tomar)

Draws I made

2006-10-25T19:10:00.000+01:00

Untitled Portugal

2006-10-20T18:53:00.000+01:00

Must be calm, TO NOT BREAKE ALL THIS STUFF.

2006-10-13T14:37:00.000+01:00

Now that I have deleted some post with images to have more server space I realize that I still can't post with images. Must be calm.
Very calm.
I'm calm.
Cool, it works.

DELETED MY PAST

2006-10-13T14:06:00.000+01:00

I had to delete old posts because I can have more than 300 MB of images on the server, as far as I understood from the Blogger help information.
So, sorry in advance for this barbarity of mine, but I need to post with some images.

Elvez73 made me remember my old lectures.

2006-10-12T18:06:00.000+01:00

Here are some Friedrich Nietzsche quotes.
If any one of them makes you disagree, don't forget, read it again, he might only being ironic.

The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.
Nothing is beautiful, only man: on this piece of naivete rests all aesthetics, it is the first truth of aesthetics. Let us immediately add its second: nothing is ugly but degenerate man - the domain of aesthetic judgment is therewith defined.
Fanatics are picturesque, mankind would rather see gestures than listen to reasons.
People who have given us their complete confidence believe that they have a right to ours.
The inference is false, a gift confers no rights.
War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound; its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives.
We can destroy only as creators.
The essence of all beautiful art, all great art, is gratitude.
A woman may very well form a friendship with a man, but for this to endure, it must be assisted by a little physical antipathy.
He who has a strong enough why can bear almost any how.
Precisely the least, the softest, lightest, a lizard's rustling, a breath, a flash, a moment - a little makes the way of the best happiness.
Whoever battles with monsters had better see that it does not turn him into a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
The most common lie is that which one lies to himself; lying to others is relatively an exception.
At bottom every man knows well enough that he is a unique being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time.
When one does away with oneself one does the most estimable thing possible: one thereby almost deserves to live.
We must be physicists in order to be creative since so far codes of values and ideals have been constructed in ignorance of physics or even in contradiction to physics.
Experience, as a desire for experience, does not come off. We must not study ourselves while having an experience.
What someone is, begins to be revealed when his talent abates, when he stops showing us what he can do.
The lie is a condition of life.
Perhaps I know why it is man alone who laughs: He alone suffers so deeply that he had to invent laughter.
The aphorism in which I am the first master among Germans, are the forms of "eternity"; my ambition is to say in ten sentences what everyone else says in a book - what everyone else does not say in a book.
Morality is the herd-instinct in the individual.
The growth of wisdom may be gauged exactly by the diminution of ill temper.
Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.
After coming into contact with a religious man I always feel I must wash my hands.
Not by wrath does one kill, but by laughter.
To use the same words is not a sufficient guarantee of understanding; one must use the same words for the same genus of inward experience; ultimately one must have one's experiences in common.
One often contradicts an opinion when what is uncongenial is really the tone in which it was conveyed.
Let us beware of saying that death is the opposite of life. The living being is only a species of the dead, and a very rare species.
He who cannot give anything away cannot feel anything either.
Great indebtedness does not make men grateful, but vengeful; and if a little charity is not forgotten, it turns into a gnawing worm.
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.
A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.
If there is something to pardon in everything, there is also something to condemn.
At times one remains faithful to a cause only because its opponents do not cease to be insipid.
In Christianity neither morality nor religion come into contact with reality at any point.
Convictions are more dangerous foes of truth than lies.
It says nothing against the ripeness of a spirit that it has a few worms.
Sleeping is no mean art: for its sake one must stay awake all day.
He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying.
Madness is rare in individuals - but in groups, parties, nations, and ages it is the rule.
Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?
Fear is the mother of morality.
A great value of antiquity lies in the fact that its writings are the only ones that modern men still read with exactness.
Existence really is an imperfect tense that never becomes a present.
There cannot be a God because if there were one, I could not believe that I was not He.
Egoism is the very essence of a noble soul.
I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.
What then in the last resort are the truths of mankind? They are the irrefutable errors of mankind.
A pair of powerful spectacles has sometimes sufficed to cure a person in love.
All of life is a dispute over taste and tasting.
Arrogance on the part of the meritorious is even more offensive to us than the arrogance of those without merit: for merit itself is offensive.
When a hundred men stand together, each of them loses his mind and gets another one.
To forget one's purpose is the commonest form of stupidity.
Many are stubborn in pursuit of the path they have chosen, few in pursuit of the goal.
In large states public education will always be mediocre, for the same reason that in large kitchens the cooking is usually bad.
All truth is simple... is that not doubly a lie?
He that humbleth himself wishes to be exalted.
The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.
Woman was God's second mistake.
Many a man fails as an original thinker simply because his memory it too good.
Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent.
Believe me! The secret of reaping the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment from life is to live dangerously!
Extreme positions are not succeeded by moderate ones, but by contrary extreme positions.
In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
One has to pay dearly for immortality; one has to die several times while one is still alive.
Whenever I climb I am followed by a dog called 'Ego'.
In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play.
Distrust everyone in whom the impulse to punish is powerful!
I want to learn more and more to see as beautiful what is necessary in things; then I shall be one of those who make things beautiful. Amor fati: let that be my love henceforth! I do not want to wage war against what is ugly. I do not want to accuse; I do not even want to accuse those who accuse. Looking away shall be my only negation. And all in all and on the whole: some day I wish to be only a Yes-sayer.
When one has a great deal to put into it, a day has a hundred pockets.
The press, the machine, the railway, the telegraph are premises whose thousand-year conclusion no one has yet dared to draw.
God is a thought who makes crooked all that is straight.
Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.
A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation.
Is man one of God's blunders? Or is God one of man's blunders?
On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow.
The irrationality of a thing is no argument against its existence, rather a condition of it.
It is always consoling to think of suicide: in that way one gets through many a bad night.
This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my reasons for them!
Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our pride.
Not necessity, not desire - no, the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything - health, food, a place to live, entertainment - they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited: for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied.
There are no facts, only interpretations.
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.
The future influences the present just as much as the past.
What is good? All that heightens the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself in man.
One should die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.
God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.
I assess the power of a will by how much resistance, pain, torture it endures and knows how to turn to its advantage.
Although the most acute judges of the witches and even the witches themselves, were convinced of the guilt of witchery, the guilt nevertheless was non-existent. It is thus with all guilt.
You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.
One may sometimes tell a lie, but the grimace that accompanies it tells the truth.
There is in general good reason to suppose that in several respects the gods could all benefit from instruction by us human beings. We humans are - more humane.
A letter is an unannounced visit, the postman the agent of rude surprises. One ought to reserve an hour a week for receiving letters and afterwards take a bath.
For the woman, the man is a means: the end is always the child.
If a woman possesses manly virtues one should run away from her; and if she does not possess them she runs away from herself.
All credibility, all good conscience, all evidence of truth come only from the senses.
Thoughts are the shadows of our sensations - always darker, emptier, simpler than these.
Once spirit was God, then it became man, and now it is even becoming mob.
I do not know what the spirit of a philosopher could more wish to be than a good dancer. For the dance is his ideal, also his fine art, finally also the only kind of piety he knows, his "divine service."
When one has finished building one's house, one suddenly realizes that in the process one has learned something that one really needed to know in the worst way - before one began.
The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.
Of all that is written, I love only what a person has written with his own blood.
Character is determined more by the lack of certain experiences than by those one has had.
Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.
The best weapon against an enemy is another enemy.
Two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity.
There are no eternal facts, as there are no absolute truths.
There is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.
For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication.
All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking.
Not when truth is dirty, but when it is shallow, does the enlightened man dislike to wade into its waters.
Poetry is a cart for carrying ideas that are too lame to walk on their own.
How good bad music and bad reasons sound when we march against an enemy.
Without music, life would be a serious mistake.
He who has a why can endure any how.
Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?
Those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.
One must learn to be a sponge if one wants to be loved by hearts that overflow.
Then what is freedom? It is the will to be responsible to ourselves.

Innocents

2006-09-26T13:11:00.000+01:00

Today's people who have a good life, with comfort, sleeps at night among perfumed sheets and away from any kind of annoying insects and far from mother nature, more and more. Me to.
Too many of these people forget that is a real world outside that they have forgot and their children never will know what it is. Me to.
They talk and talk without seeing there are more urgent and important things to worry about on this comfortable world, to some of us, at least, than moral concepts or ideals.
Yesterday I went to cinema and I saw World Trade Centre, of Oliver Stone, and what a lesson of civism from those who went there to help anyway, by any means and with a strong sense of humanity.
I was touched in the past and I'm touched now.
Innocents have died and we know, for sure, who they where.
I think the film is very important in perspective of human solidarity.
And more important is to never forget the involvement of the people at the needed time.
Me to.

Ya I'm good and so I ignore you.

2006-09-25T14:10:00.000+01:00

What are you?
I can not have the feeling of superiority that some guys gave ostentation. I think nobody is completely good in what he or she is doing. It's like those guys with a big book collection, lots of dubious net information and lots of net links, that support them behind a big conversation with so many information and culture and ignoring what somebody is saying.
"Ya, I'm so good" they think, but I ask, compared with what?
I think that we never will get to a higher stage of civilisation if we don't give up from that silly pride and self-commiseration. From this pint of view, we are nothing.
If you try to be adult you became ridiculous and pretentious.
Viva a revolução.

The sun of my life

2006-09-05T01:18:00.000+01:00

Meet Sandra
She’s marvelous.
She is my espouse.

This a restaurant near the beach, near Sintra, Portugal, near 22:30.

And look, amazing guy with a tired eyes.

The sun in my eyes.

She tried not to get pictured all night but I get her in focus afterwards. Hah.

I'm very persuasive (annoying guy).

Shame on us if we don't reach to our children to explain what these things are

2006-08-26T02:28:00.000+01:00

Always that we can, we must fight it…miserie.

Those hearts that never commotion with such cruel realities are worst than deserts. Deserts have life.
Sub nutrition
Begging
Poverty
Racism

2006-02-23T12:17:00.000Z

I've married in 25 September 2004 with Sandra, in the photo, and no, I'm not the one dressing white, you dirty minds : o)P.
This is ONE picture from the entire bunch. I have married in Portugal in a "quinta" (that means "farm" in english) but these "farms" in Portugal, where couples marry, aren't anymore working "farms". This one is called "Quinta da Pedra Firme" which means "Stone of Firm' Farm" (Quinta=farm - da=of - Pedra=stone Firme=firm - of steady, immovable).
In this day my father was alive and his eyes glistening all day. Despite I'm the oldest son of three I was the last to get married and my sister, who's the youngest, was the first in marriage. Today it makes 38 days that he's gone...my dear father.

The humans create the labyrinth, the humans must resolve it.

2006-02-14T16:59:00.000Z

I don't believe there is a god interested in cruelty but if the concept of a god it's a cruel one that kind of god must exist because is followers make a cruel justice to make their point, burning stuff, threatening people, sure he's a evil god. Gods don't speak to us or they written words in a book, all that it's certainly written by human hands. Can't you see? The humans create the labyrinth, the humans must resolve it.
In the past, some christian thinkers had the sad conclusion that laugh and joke were devil's work. So there are still many people that can't think for their heads in the XXI century.

My father has died...

2006-02-02T14:34:00.000Z

My father has died...
And I'm so sad that I couldn't ever think about it...
My father as gone...in the 15th of January of 2006.
Some how, a part of me has gone with him, I can not explain how sad it is...

When my mother and myself with my brothers were supposed to get my father from a Mitral's Stretch Correction operation back home, that have been good gone trough and the post-operatory time was OK, the doctors tell us that he had a cardio-stoppage...

To all the world: my father was the best of men...and I don't feel anger, but sorrow...
He will be forever in my heart...

Good bye, my father.
Your son:
João Paulo Correia dos Santos