Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Dear friend of mine,

Dear estimated and beloved friend of mine,

It hurts a lot even to write down those words, to remember that maybe we shall not talk anymore, or in the best case, which is worst for me, for a long period. I have no idea what happened, since you never told me, you just disappeared. It could be simply a misunderstanding, but it would too much coincidences on the way bearing in mind I have done all that I could to contact you; I intend to respect your silence, thus my limits are feeble. I know that the opposite sex is a problem, which has not been so far; I will not lie, I have dreaming a lot lately regarding you, but I believe it is more worries than something else. My respect for our friendship goes beyond any physical attraction that could eventually raise up, any voice in my stupid head of man. I hope this silence of yours will not last too long. See that friendship loses the meaning when no longer one trusts each other. When I am sad, weak, unable to move on, you are the first and unique soul that comes up to my mind, if it is not the case for you, we found ourselves in our serious problem. In fact, you have been behaving in a different way lately, no so lovely and friendly as you used to be. I have no way to guess if you close up your mind, your problems are also mine, but I have no means of guessing, bearing in mind we are miles apart, oceans and countries full of visas to obtain. 

Our friend now is kept like an outdated website: "kept for historical reasons." Friendships are like smartphones, it useful until the next one, except that smartphones have no feelings. 

Hope hearing from you soon,
Best regards,

From a broken soul,

Monday, December 7, 2015

It is called politics

“The fact that you see a bird, and have gun, does not mean you have it. 
The lesson to learn is simple: be careful with promises. 
Not everyone takes serious what they say, 
some even use them to get what they want, 
it is called politics and it is everywhere, 
from science to daily life”

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

pedras e armas

“Antes de conversar comigo, 
favor deixar a arma na mesa, e as pedras no chão”

Monday, November 23, 2015

PhD

“PhD is just a formalization
 of what you could have done alone”

Sunday, November 22, 2015

luto em branco

Morro de L´'Aquila, Olhando da Via San Pietro. Foto de Jorge Guerra Pires

Apesar de todos os problemas na Europa: França declara guerra, Paris em ataques terroristas, imigrantes morrem em pleno mar, a natureza silenciosamente mantém seu ciclo. Depois do sol vem o frio, depois do frio vem a neve. Serão de um a quatro meses de "luto em branco", sol somente nas nossas mentes e corações, se assim for. 

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Recipe for a better world

“I do not expect to change the world by fighting small battles, such as abuse against kids, but I do expect that if we all fight our own battles, such as something we suffered in our childhood, we are going to have a better world, not for us, but for the ones to come. The only place where a single man solves all problems single handed is at movies, here the laws is different. Complex systems is the solution, synergy, small individuals play their roles properly”