It's good to be adrift!
As long as you have a soft and feather stuffed pillow to fall on...
8/01/2012
Until then...
You may deny it at will and seek refuge behind the pleasantries of today, but bear in mind that when going gets rough you don't have the chops for it and I'll be the one on the business end of a fucked up telephone conversation.
Get yours and get it good, but do it in time, otherwise you'll lose the momento and all you'll have left is a number to dial and a wound the just won't heal.
If honesty was your strong suit, you'd be spared a lot of grief, and believe you me when I say that you're the one with the most to loose. Me, I already lost what I had to loose and here on, it can only go sideways.
Get yours and get it good, but do it in time, otherwise you'll lose the momento and all you'll have left is a number to dial and a wound the just won't heal.
If honesty was your strong suit, you'd be spared a lot of grief, and believe you me when I say that you're the one with the most to loose. Me, I already lost what I had to loose and here on, it can only go sideways.
7/27/2012
A sickening thought
It's interesting how a dream can be like fish spine stuck in the throat. I never remember my dreams, yet I had to remember this one.
A conversation that has not yet come to past, but given the circumstances will indeed happen. The dialogue, the expressions, the place, the reactions... It's all there!
To know about one's future pain is nothing short of sickening!
A conversation that has not yet come to past, but given the circumstances will indeed happen. The dialogue, the expressions, the place, the reactions... It's all there!
To know about one's future pain is nothing short of sickening!
7/26/2012
7/25/2012
Unfinished
"-What are you going to do today?
-Nothing.
-But that's what you've done yesterday!
-Yep, but I haven't finished!!"
-Nothing.
-But that's what you've done yesterday!
-Yep, but I haven't finished!!"
7/24/2012
7/23/2012
The beginning of the end
Why must I bear this?
Why must I perceive these things, even though they're just barely there?
When all seems to be going well, it takes but a tiny crack in the pot for everything to change.
Would it be different if people were different? Would it be the same? Would I enjoy it?
I care very little for answers and specially "hard truths", now... That ship has sailed a long time ago! But attitudes, they define us more than any words we might say and fuck me if I'm gonna keep up like this!
It's bad enough when you're looked upon as a sort of ghost of Christmas past! It's worse still when you're handled as just a mere ghost... Tangibility's a fickle thing!
Why must I perceive these things, even though they're just barely there?
When all seems to be going well, it takes but a tiny crack in the pot for everything to change.
Would it be different if people were different? Would it be the same? Would I enjoy it?
I care very little for answers and specially "hard truths", now... That ship has sailed a long time ago! But attitudes, they define us more than any words we might say and fuck me if I'm gonna keep up like this!
It's bad enough when you're looked upon as a sort of ghost of Christmas past! It's worse still when you're handled as just a mere ghost... Tangibility's a fickle thing!
6/29/2012
Rugby humor
Girl: what are you doing later?
Me: that depends...
Girl: wanna go to dinner with me?
Me: I'm always hungry!!
6/09/2012
5/31/2012
Stadiums of Hate
The BBC Panorama carried out a month-long investigation in both Poland and Ukraine, and they now show the end-result: two countries in which racism and xenophobia in the football stadiums are common place; an appalling sight indeed for those who plan the visit the venues of UEFA's Euro 2012, that starts next month. All this worsened by the fact that the authorities seem to rather look the other way and even dismiss these acts as if possessed by one of those British tongue-in-cheek comedians who are incapable of producing a single serious statement.
I get that it's usual for European ultras to inadvertently do the Nazi salute (or Roman salute, or what have you...), but these guys go as far as chanting "Sieg Heil" in plain terrace, or using all sorts of Nazi symbols, from the Celtic cross to the Schutzstaffel insignia (a pair of Ss known as "sig runes"), the same institution that provided both the Polish and Ukrainian people with an assortment of suffering that is beyond the comprehension of these last two generations. Oh and guess what? These guys hate Jews!! The rival clubs' fans call each other Jews as if this was the ultimate insult... And this because... Hell, as if further explanation would add anything new.
Really? In 2012 there are still people capable of THIS kind of lacking in reason and humanity, in plain Europe! Worse still, in countries which either belong or want to belong to the European Union! it's just unfathomable!
See for yourselves! It's a humdinger...:
I get that it's usual for European ultras to inadvertently do the Nazi salute (or Roman salute, or what have you...), but these guys go as far as chanting "Sieg Heil" in plain terrace, or using all sorts of Nazi symbols, from the Celtic cross to the Schutzstaffel insignia (a pair of Ss known as "sig runes"), the same institution that provided both the Polish and Ukrainian people with an assortment of suffering that is beyond the comprehension of these last two generations. Oh and guess what? These guys hate Jews!! The rival clubs' fans call each other Jews as if this was the ultimate insult... And this because... Hell, as if further explanation would add anything new.
Really? In 2012 there are still people capable of THIS kind of lacking in reason and humanity, in plain Europe! Worse still, in countries which either belong or want to belong to the European Union! it's just unfathomable!
See for yourselves! It's a humdinger...:
5/29/2012
5/23/2012
Briosa!
I'll will never forget the 20th of May, 2012.
73 years later my team won the Portuguese Cup once more, realising the dream that every fan of the black shirt, the students from Coimbra, the mythical Académica had: to have the chance to see the real "Briosa" rise again!
In the run-up to the game, played in the National Stadium, in Jamor (outskirts of Lisbon), I had the sense that everybody from Coimbra had come down to Lisbon, and when I arrived at the south stand I felt at home, in a sea of black shirts and scarves. There was some nail-biting all around, but also a feeling that this was gonna be a day to remember.
The Sporting fans had the numbers on their side, but there was no shutting us up. We chanted "It's Coimbra!" and cried "Académica!", we clapped our hands, we sang songs that go back generations, and we yelled "BRIOSA!" as if to exercise some hypothetical demon that would stand in our way.
It was around 7 PM when the ref decided that that was that. The score was 1-0 in our favour, thanks to a goal scored by Coimbra's latest hero - Marinho, scored in the 4th minute of the first half. That was that, and Briosa she was once more!
A jump and a shout: "We won! We won! Briosa! Briosa! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"
Everywhere I looked I saw people hugging and kissing each other, crying tears of joy or just letting out the tension of a much suffered game. I hugged my friends, we where crying also. I thought about my dad and how he would have loved to have witnessed that day, to see his beloved team great again. I wondered how many people were thinking what I was thinking. How many people, like me, we initiated into this great love by their fathers and wished they were there on that day. I grabbed my black scarf with both hands - my father's old scarf - and I smiled.
73 years later my team won the Portuguese Cup once more, realising the dream that every fan of the black shirt, the students from Coimbra, the mythical Académica had: to have the chance to see the real "Briosa" rise again!
In the run-up to the game, played in the National Stadium, in Jamor (outskirts of Lisbon), I had the sense that everybody from Coimbra had come down to Lisbon, and when I arrived at the south stand I felt at home, in a sea of black shirts and scarves. There was some nail-biting all around, but also a feeling that this was gonna be a day to remember.
The Sporting fans had the numbers on their side, but there was no shutting us up. We chanted "It's Coimbra!" and cried "Académica!", we clapped our hands, we sang songs that go back generations, and we yelled "BRIOSA!" as if to exercise some hypothetical demon that would stand in our way.
It was around 7 PM when the ref decided that that was that. The score was 1-0 in our favour, thanks to a goal scored by Coimbra's latest hero - Marinho, scored in the 4th minute of the first half. That was that, and Briosa she was once more!
A jump and a shout: "We won! We won! Briosa! Briosa! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"
Everywhere I looked I saw people hugging and kissing each other, crying tears of joy or just letting out the tension of a much suffered game. I hugged my friends, we where crying also. I thought about my dad and how he would have loved to have witnessed that day, to see his beloved team great again. I wondered how many people were thinking what I was thinking. How many people, like me, we initiated into this great love by their fathers and wished they were there on that day. I grabbed my black scarf with both hands - my father's old scarf - and I smiled.
Our touring group
My nephew and me
View of the National Stadium's south stand
The players focusing
The Cup being raised
The players celebrating with us
Next day papers:
"It's ours!" (c)"Diário das Beiras"
"Historical" (c)A Bola
"The Best in Class" (c)O Jogo
"Briosa makes history" (c)Record
"The Cup is ours!" (c)Diário de Coimbra
Note: "Briosa" translates to English as "The stout one" and it was a nick name given to the Académica teams during it's golden years, in the 60´s.
5/20/2012
43 years later
My team is going for the Portuguese Cup final. They're gonna win. I'm gonna be there wearing my dad's scarf. So he's gonna be there too.
5/06/2012
VHS wisdom
"The human head is like a road. If it's not used, grass will start growing." (Prof. Vitor Corado Simões)
5/05/2012
I ate Lisbon
Awful food
Awful wine
Awful people
Awful night life
Awful weather
Awful beaches
Awful countryside
Oh, Anthony Bourdain did it too:
P.S.: Bifana is the best grub in the world, specially at 8 am, in Lisbon's Rossio, after a night out.
5/04/2012
5/03/2012
5/02/2012
4/24/2012
4/18/2012
An unconventional NO
"I am not God,
You are not Moses,
And this is not mount Sinai!"
(unknown guy on Lisbon's tube)
4/16/2012
4/12/2012
Moving
Moving sucks.
Moving is tiresome.
Moving is time-consuming.
Moving is confusing.
But moving is what I want.
Thus moving's great.
Moving is tiresome.
Moving is time-consuming.
Moving is confusing.
But moving is what I want.
Thus moving's great.
4/06/2012
4/04/2012
Riddle me plenty
Three guys find themselves pissed in a disco: one's Scottish, the other Chilean, and the last one is Portuguese.
Guess which one is which
Guess why only two look happy
3/31/2012
3/30/2012
Read the dial
It's a gift, a skill and a curse. Though I've been living with it for so long, that I can't even imagine my life without it. Being the body is like playing the front row and the secret to it is learning to enjoy the knocks. Actually, you can go left all you want, it's just not as efficient without a body! The power of the Hydrogen was created because of beer, but potentia hydrogenii is why you always need a body.
3/27/2012
Treppenwitz
Started a new gig today: translating TED talks into Portuguese.
I get to choose whose talks I translate and this means that I can get the Kahneman's, the Zimbardo's, the Dan Gilbert's, the Levitt's and so on...
Should be fun! Specially because I'm not getting any money for it... haha! But hey, if it helps to get more Portuguese people inspired by these truly great minds, then it's payment enough!
So wish me luck!! Or curse me, it shouldn't make much of a difference...
I get to choose whose talks I translate and this means that I can get the Kahneman's, the Zimbardo's, the Dan Gilbert's, the Levitt's and so on...
Should be fun! Specially because I'm not getting any money for it... haha! But hey, if it helps to get more Portuguese people inspired by these truly great minds, then it's payment enough!
So wish me luck!! Or curse me, it shouldn't make much of a difference...
3/25/2012
Fission
There are sounds that I would like to know how to turn into words.
Those are the sounds that make grin, shudder, clench my jaw and flex my muscles.
Sounds that move me and take me into day dreaming.
An estimation of emotions with a variance of reality.
An hypothesis of memories.
An illusory correlation embracing a peak-end rule.
"the blue bus is calling us"
Those are the sounds that make grin, shudder, clench my jaw and flex my muscles.
Sounds that move me and take me into day dreaming.
An estimation of emotions with a variance of reality.
An hypothesis of memories.
An illusory correlation embracing a peak-end rule.
"the blue bus is calling us"
3/24/2012
3/23/2012
Pointless with emotion and style
I keep falling and bumping into things. It bleeds, it hurts, it heals, it goes away.
The thing about me and scars is they kind of stack themselves, like the books on my shelf: Zimbardo, Barry Schwartz, Morrison, McKinney, Joyce, ... It's like a huge orgy of memories!
The thing about me and scars is they kind of stack themselves, like the books on my shelf: Zimbardo, Barry Schwartz, Morrison, McKinney, Joyce, ... It's like a huge orgy of memories!
3/22/2012
Illusions
Nous sommes derangé toujours par des mirages, mais ça fait réver plus, et ça donne du courage! Je suis toujours pris au piège dans cette connaissance.
This is true in more ways than one...
This is true in more ways than one...
3/21/2012
Friendly fire
It's kinda cool when out of the blue you bump into someone you haven't seen for two years and you're told that you look thinner! Specially if it's someone with whom you've travelled through 6 countries in two weeks, slept in cars, trains, buses, public parks (hihi!), camping parks and hostels...
Thanks Vera! See you in a year or so...
3/19/2012
A feast for my friend
How to describe this weekend? Demonic? Destructive? Awesome? Maybe a bit of it all! I'll tell you what, really long time since I had this much fun... Best B-Day party ever? HELL YES!!! This was a 3-day b-day party, by the way... =) The sleep hours tally was less than 6, the beer and spirits' one was way above the advisable. Saw 3 straight sunrises, met close to 30 new people from different countries and backgrounds and lost 2 Kg (I'm close to 80 again! Haha!).
They say an image is worth more than a thousand words, but what about a video?
They say an image is worth more than a thousand words, but what about a video?
When it's past 7 am and you´re still in a club doing this, well let's just say that the bar has been raised a bit. But good things don't last long and reality calls: "the blue bus is calling us"
'Till next time...
3/18/2012
Ordinary world
I told you how I woke you thinking about this music and how you made me feel bad about myself... I envy you!!!
3/16/2012
Rated R
I may not be god's greatest gift to humanity, but that doesn't mean i'm "easy like sunday morning". Please don't mistake my lack of sef-esteem with something else, chica!
3/15/2012
Thursdays=Youth
Eric Idle sang "life will get you in the end". This has a ring of fatality to it, specially because you'd think that death is what ends up getting you.
what you probably don't realise is that this was another way of describing Murphy's law, which for me makes much more sense with the corollary written by Brealey & Myers: "at the worst possible time".
Time? What about place? Does it really matter? Quite...
what you probably don't realise is that this was another way of describing Murphy's law, which for me makes much more sense with the corollary written by Brealey & Myers: "at the worst possible time".
Time? What about place? Does it really matter? Quite...
3/14/2012
Enchufada
After a jar of sangria, godknowshowmany beers, 2 tequilla shots and 5 G+T's this sounded like bleedin' Bach!
(Echufada@Lux, Lisbon)
3/13/2012
3/11/2012
3/10/2012
3/09/2012
March's fool
I dread this feeling.
I hate that I felt useless for so long.
I feel like I let you down.
There's no turning back.
There's no second chance.
There's just living with it.
Not that I would have done anything differently, just know that I recognize my weakness.
Like you, I'll soldier on.
I hate that I felt useless for so long.
I feel like I let you down.
There's no turning back.
There's no second chance.
There's just living with it.
Not that I would have done anything differently, just know that I recognize my weakness.
Like you, I'll soldier on.
3/06/2012
Swing for the fence
"No buildings will fall down
...
No quake will split the ground
No quake will split the ground
...
The sun won't swallow the sky
The sun won't swallow the sky
...
Statues will not cry"
Statues will not cry"
(to be continued)
3/05/2012
Biedronka
I often thought that the best joint-venture between Portuguese and Polish was Biedronka... Wrong!
3/04/2012
Silent night
It took most the greater part of my will power
To control meself today
I'll suffer silently for now
But shan't give up without a fight...
To control meself today
I'll suffer silently for now
But shan't give up without a fight...
3/02/2012
Predestined randomness
Maybe a bit too often, we redirect feeling and desires from one person to another.
T'is what psychologists call transference
There's no blow softener, there's just coping with an everlasting sense of predestined randomness.
T'is what psychologists call transference
There's no blow softener, there's just coping with an everlasting sense of predestined randomness.
2/29/2012
Metamorphosis
It was 7 am when I finally got to sleep
Dreamt that somehow what made me fly was no longer there
Every organ had imploded
Every feather had turned to dust
Only a light remained as if the kite had turned into whisp
Woke up thinking that maybe, just maybe
What's now come to past may again be true
Dreamt that somehow what made me fly was no longer there
Every organ had imploded
Every feather had turned to dust
Only a light remained as if the kite had turned into whisp
Woke up thinking that maybe, just maybe
What's now come to past may again be true
Amsterdam
"Come on, oh my star is fading
And I see no chance of release
And I know I'm dead on the surface
But I am screaming underneath"
(I foresee a sleepless night ahead of me)
2/28/2012
Dear God
Dear God,
Remember that thing I was wondering about? I am not longer.
Thanks!
Yours sincerely,
Jorge
Remember that thing I was wondering about? I am not longer.
Thanks!
Yours sincerely,
Jorge
2/27/2012
Carousel
There's beauty in loss
There's gain in beauty
There's comfort in gain
There's with and without
Unbeknownst to one that dwells in half light is other that hovers in the shadows
They can be mutually independent but inexplicably attached
Or they can present a common front but effectively be as united as two slices of pizza are with strings of molten cheese
There's gain in beauty
There's comfort in gain
There's with and without
Unbeknownst to one that dwells in half light is other that hovers in the shadows
They can be mutually independent but inexplicably attached
Or they can present a common front but effectively be as united as two slices of pizza are with strings of molten cheese
2/26/2012
There and back
There is this and then there's this. There's no taking back, there is just bracing for impact.
2/25/2012
Curl
Miss watching you as you curled your hair in the morning.
"that's attractive..."
That's not even the tip of the iceberg, just the thin crest that hangs by nothing.
2/24/2012
2/12/2012
Occupy
I'm not even the "1%", but rather the 0.000000001%. Nonetheless I intend to occupy a significant part of your heart and never leave!
Is that cool with you?
Conspicuous Conservation
"If you know what you're looking at and you know what it is, then you know what you get."
That was the jist of Toyota's premise when designing the "Pious" and in practical terms, it translates to the fact that if you see a Prius, you can automatically identify it as one and thus know that it's a hybrid, whilst the same doesn't happen with the Honda Civic or the Ford "what'sisname" (A: Escape), whose hybrid versions a have the same look as the conventional ones.
Q: So how much of an influence was this design thing to the Prius' success?
In 1899, economist and sociologist Thorstein Veblen coined the term "Conspicuous consumption", to depict the behavioral characteristic of the nouveau riche and in this context the application of the term should be narrowed to the elements of the upper class who use their enormous wealth to manifest social power, whether real or perceived. Or in the case of those who bought 1st class tickets for the Titanic, plain unlucky!
I can feel the question popping in your head: "Wait, what? 1899?". Bear with me.
If you're not wealthy, what is the other way to attain social power? Moral high ground, anyone?
Since Mr. Gore (yep, the very same, the one who married that lady/paladin for the "banning of heavy metal concerts in the US" crusade!!) won the Nobel ticket for that non-political, 100% scientifically accurate, and not at all meant with an hidden agenda documentary, "beeing green" is on the forefront of the conquest for moral high ground.
Cars are generally considered to be the low-hanging fruit, when we talk about signalling social status and having a Rolls-Royce is clearly a sign that you're filthy rich. But if wealth is not the issue and you wanted to signal your neighbours that you're green, what car would you buy? Probably one that has a higher fuel endurance. Probably an affordable hybrid. Probably an affordable hybrid that can be identified as one by my neighbours. Definitely a Prius!!!
.Economists Steven E. Sexton and his sister Alison, use the term Conspicuous Conservation for this phenomenon and wrote an amazing paper on this issue: "Conspicuous Conservation: The Prius Effect and Willingness to Pay for Environmental Bona Fides" (follow the link to download it free and legally). I recommend this, but for those of you who are not much into reading economics papers, there's also the Freakonomics podcast about it here.
That was the jist of Toyota's premise when designing the "Pious" and in practical terms, it translates to the fact that if you see a Prius, you can automatically identify it as one and thus know that it's a hybrid, whilst the same doesn't happen with the Honda Civic or the Ford "what'sisname" (A: Escape), whose hybrid versions a have the same look as the conventional ones.
Q: So how much of an influence was this design thing to the Prius' success?
In 1899, economist and sociologist Thorstein Veblen coined the term "Conspicuous consumption", to depict the behavioral characteristic of the nouveau riche and in this context the application of the term should be narrowed to the elements of the upper class who use their enormous wealth to manifest social power, whether real or perceived. Or in the case of those who bought 1st class tickets for the Titanic, plain unlucky!
I can feel the question popping in your head: "Wait, what? 1899?". Bear with me.
If you're not wealthy, what is the other way to attain social power? Moral high ground, anyone?
Since Mr. Gore (yep, the very same, the one who married that lady/paladin for the "banning of heavy metal concerts in the US" crusade!!) won the Nobel ticket for that non-political, 100% scientifically accurate, and not at all meant with an hidden agenda documentary, "beeing green" is on the forefront of the conquest for moral high ground.
Cars are generally considered to be the low-hanging fruit, when we talk about signalling social status and having a Rolls-Royce is clearly a sign that you're filthy rich. But if wealth is not the issue and you wanted to signal your neighbours that you're green, what car would you buy? Probably one that has a higher fuel endurance. Probably an affordable hybrid. Probably an affordable hybrid that can be identified as one by my neighbours. Definitely a Prius!!!
.Economists Steven E. Sexton and his sister Alison, use the term Conspicuous Conservation for this phenomenon and wrote an amazing paper on this issue: "Conspicuous Conservation: The Prius Effect and Willingness to Pay for Environmental Bona Fides" (follow the link to download it free and legally). I recommend this, but for those of you who are not much into reading economics papers, there's also the Freakonomics podcast about it here.
2/01/2012
Nash equilibrium
Read this the other day:
"I only think of you on two occasions: during the day and during the night"
Kinda scary how you bump into these pearls of cheesiness and see yourself relating to them! Kinda cool, too! Looking ahead from now it's something to look forward to...
"I only think of you on two occasions: during the day and during the night"
Kinda scary how you bump into these pearls of cheesiness and see yourself relating to them! Kinda cool, too! Looking ahead from now it's something to look forward to...
1/30/2012
1/29/2012
Wired
This is not lack of motivation, just an acute sense o'self preservation. Nothing new! Just the very same that's been keeping me sane. Appearance's a bitch!
1/27/2012
Coimbra
I was born in Coimbra and I'm pissed-off by the fact that there's so few info about my city online, or it's rather scattered and badly translated into English.
A couple of months ago, a Danish friend of mine asked me for help, because he was taking his girlfriend there and he wanted to know of some places to visit. I could have just made a list, but it didn't seem enough... It didn't seem right at all! So I made, not one, but five maps with different activities, to be carried out in that aulde city of mine.
They are all in Google Map format, follow the links below:
A couple of months ago, a Danish friend of mine asked me for help, because he was taking his girlfriend there and he wanted to know of some places to visit. I could have just made a list, but it didn't seem enough... It didn't seem right at all! So I made, not one, but five maps with different activities, to be carried out in that aulde city of mine.
They are all in Google Map format, follow the links below:
- Coimbra - Museums, Churches and Whatnot: http://maps.google.pt/maps/ms?msid=217772871957353872543.0004aeb72a5522995893d&msa=0&ll=40.206361,-8.430548&spn=0.008948,0.021136
- Coimbra - Food: http://maps.google.pt/maps/ms?msid=217772871957353872543.0004aeb74034e268bb415&msa=0
- Coimbra - Nightlife: http://maps.google.pt/maps/ms?msid=217772871957353872543.0004aeb745a92ead80675&msa=0
- Coimbra - Shopping Malls: http://maps.google.pt/maps/ms?msid=217772871957353872543.0004aeb74d34f784b160e&msa=0&ll=40.207951,-8.425784&spn=0.017895,0.042272
- Coimbra - Parks and Places to Hangout: http://maps.google.pt/maps/ms?msid=217772871957353872543.0004aeb7492be1abe59fe&msa=0&ll=40.204182,-8.42351&spn=0.017896,0.042272
University of Coimbra (C) Sublime Disorder
Clock tower of the University of Coimbra (C) Sublime Disorder
1/17/2012
Keynesian by the grace of...
"The long run
is a misleading guide
to current affairs.
In the long run we are all dead."
(John Maynard Keynes)
(C) Sublime Disorder
Think about it...
1/12/2012
Maggie the Great
"No-one would remember the Good Samaritan if he'd only had good intentions; he had money as well."
Need I say more?
1/11/2012
A sermon to the fishes
I'll tell you this much, I was not born to be idle.
A few days without physical exercise and my body starts aching in places as strange as they come. I need to change. See new places, experience a new reality... something. Still not done growing up, I guess. Otherwise, why does it feel so good to have a new challenge? I'm 26 and experiencing a new kind of frenzied will to put myself to the test and I'm frikin' loving it.
Am I making a mistake? Should I just keep still?
I've been watching to many people do that and I'm definitely not fond of the end result, so far. Full-grown people still living with their parents, not taking a chance with the world, afraid of bearing their own weight or carrying the risk of a new endeavour. Not for me, thanks!
I'm afraid to loose, as any person who's born with a competitive mindset is. But I have. In more ways than one, I've lost my fair share and I will loose some more. By any rate loosing is an effective way of learning and not something to keep myself from sticking my neck out... And hey, my neck's still here and he's going effin' strong!
A few days without physical exercise and my body starts aching in places as strange as they come. I need to change. See new places, experience a new reality... something. Still not done growing up, I guess. Otherwise, why does it feel so good to have a new challenge? I'm 26 and experiencing a new kind of frenzied will to put myself to the test and I'm frikin' loving it.
Am I making a mistake? Should I just keep still?
I've been watching to many people do that and I'm definitely not fond of the end result, so far. Full-grown people still living with their parents, not taking a chance with the world, afraid of bearing their own weight or carrying the risk of a new endeavour. Not for me, thanks!
I'm afraid to loose, as any person who's born with a competitive mindset is. But I have. In more ways than one, I've lost my fair share and I will loose some more. By any rate loosing is an effective way of learning and not something to keep myself from sticking my neck out... And hey, my neck's still here and he's going effin' strong!
1/09/2012
Candlelight Poetry
There's not a photo of you that can capture what I saw
No amount of words can describe it and no formula can explain it
I see it still, the goosebumps assure me of that.
No amount of words can describe it and no formula can explain it
I see it still, the goosebumps assure me of that.
1/04/2012
Cave dwelling
My mind is swarming with ideas which I cannot realize right now. 1.5's the new magic number which symbolizes happiness.
I'm shape-shifting into a cave dweller, for the next couple of weeks and my Doors albums ARE my playlist... Guess it's exam season!
I'm shape-shifting into a cave dweller, for the next couple of weeks and my Doors albums ARE my playlist... Guess it's exam season!
1/03/2012
By hook or crook
What I stand to loose is but peanuts, when compared to the rest. One would think I would take solace in this fact, but the truth is, looking back, I just hate myself a bit more for being so lucky and yet...
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