Power of Passion

Yesterday evening I decided to open the TATA Box and choose a movie to watch. Total Recall sounded nice. Great Sci-Fi, good secret agent character, two non-blond strong women running after a man that holds a secret and had his memories cleaned off. Within the story, a strong message from the wise men, an argument about the conflict between the past and the present. The man falls in love with a woman, and the passion is so strong that is able to change his values and beliefs. He restarts his life, forgets his past and is able to trace a new future.

The passion has such power: to neutralize the deamons from the past and bring courage to face a new future. It makes it bloom a new hope, that seemed unreachable by the mistakes from the past. It also defibrilates the heart and makes is pump again so the body has energy to realize the new project. The project and the future are not so important, but the great change in the life of a person that falls in love happens suddenly, so months, days or even hours of this strong feeling is able to change decades of shadows.

10 years of dilusion

portrait of a relationship that should have gone exemplary, but became a disaster. a couple, heterosexual, both with PhD in the best latin american university. within the most intense moment of their lives, they get toghether. both showing off, going close to the best. going abroad, watching the best out there. being invited to live abroad, in good research groups in US and Europe. they set a heart contract: whoever gets a good place the best place to work, the other will follow. they would work like Pasteur, doing scientific research in family. suddenly, he falls off, goes too much into his bipolar sadness. his brother suicides. through this storm, she keeps supporting him, believing he would some day get better, and become whatever he should become. but he didn t get into her shadows as she wanted him to become. he gives up from his dream of professional success and tries to turn himself into a chef du cuisine. he starts cooking, taking courses, working in good restaurants, and gets aproval of the best cook around: his mother. he finds restaurant kitchens as interesting as scientific labs. both demand creativity and discipline, which brings him peace. but he sets a new deal to open a restaurant, but she does not support him, arguing that the priority of family money was to buy the house. he tries to return to his career, with a work in the brazilian petroleum company. seven months of intense suffering. burocratic work, a mad boss who kept her employees under constant stress. but he stays in this work, because she is pregnant and he has the responsability to give support to the house. they get a beautiful baby. he grows strong, brings happiness to all around. she figures out that her husband will not get right, and will be a shame to the family. she tries to put him out in silence, manipulating the baby against him. but it doesn t work, the baby loves him. she also does not have support from all her friends to get rid off him, because he is a lovely person that seduces all around. he tries to work in restaurants for some time, but gets a job offer that he could not reject. a position in a rich lab to pilot the dream machine of proteomics. the chance he needed to recover the wasted time and become what he wanted to become: a master. but chance was not so friendly with him, the machine broke and tech support in Brazil for this machine was very poor and left it broken for months. his boss put the dogs out over him, and he, as many other from the group, could not withstand the pressure and humiliation. he cries for support from his wife, which worked in the same environment and had contacts to help him. she turns her back on him, fearing that his boss madness could also affect her job. in the same year, they buy an appartment, and with great effort rebuild into a nice place to leave. as her salary much higher than his, she controls better the expenses and he gets bankcrupted. he asks her support, but she denies, arguing that he was wasting his money on his toys instead of buying things for the house. he sells his most valuable thing, a recumbent bike that was a gift from his father. the problems at work get worse, he falls off, getting into a deep depression. he leaves the job and tries to leave the family. she doesn t permit, and he stays for two more years. she becomes the archetype of the modern woman, with an important professional position, a beatiful house and a beautiful kid. but her husband starts to get in contradiction with her perfect life. he has different values, complains about things most people don t care about. he is too much an ousider, that thinks and criticises her people. she no longer needs him, and he starts to shame her family. it is time to get rid off him. they try to find again something in common, to bring value to the relationship. so they get into a governamental program to adopt a child. though this process, in the interviews with the psicologist that evaluates candidate couples for adoption, the weakness of the relationship are put out of the box. so it ends. the family therapy starts just to set the new deal. to prepare the kid for the new environment. so why had I gotten into this sinking boat? to please friends, to please family, forgetting if it was pleasing myself. and when I try to get out of this boat, my family and my friends were not there to support me. my family tried to sink me further, making me guilty for not becoming someone they wanted me to become. for not having a descent job. for screwing the marriage. here i am. alone, but in control of my own life. don t know where it is going to get, but i am sure i can deal with the difficulties and go through them. hope i get someone to live with, to support me in the good and in the bad times. but if i don t get it, i have someone upthere to bring my everlasting peace. amen.

pequeno príncipe sativas

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tu te tornas eternamente responsável pela canabis que sativas.

[Magda, Sai de Baixo, Globo].
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Get up, stand up. Stand up for your rights.

Acho que o movimento Rastafari do Brasil deveria prestar atenção nas conquistas do movimento dos adeptos do Santo Daime. Para os Rastafari, assim com o para o Santo Daime, o uso da erva faz parte de um rito religioso. O movimento do Santo Daime conseguiu abrir uma brecha na legislação brasileira Nº 11.343, DE 23 DE AGOSTO DE 2006, que institui as políticas públicas sobre drogas.

Art. 2o Ficam proibidas, em todo o território nacional, as drogas, bem como o plantio, a cultura, a colheita e a exploração de vegetais e substratos dos quais possam ser extraídas ou produzidas drogas, ressalvada a hipótese de autorização legal ou regulamentar, bem como o que estabelece a Convenção de Viena, das Nações Unidas, sobre Substâncias Psicotrópicas, de 1971, a respeito de plantas de uso estritamente ritualístico-religioso.

Se os Rastafari comprovarem que utilizam a planta para ritual religioso, então para este grupo o uso da Cannabis já estaria legalizada. Basta vontade política e a luta pelos direitos já estabelecidos nesta lei.

amigos em caixas

concordo com o mestre Vinícius,
onde diz que uma boa amizade não nasce em leiteria
mas com todo o respeito
hei de contrariar o mestre
e afirmar que uma boa amizade
se encontra dentro de uma caixa de cookie cookies
e que o cão continua sendo o melhor amigo do homem

Guri do meio

Guri do meio, malandro guerreiro,
anda tranquilão não liga pra dinheiro
Na comunidade ele é um bom parceiro,
fortalece geral
Guri do meio, é da madrugada,
não tem paradeiro vive pela estrada
Tá na atividade pra qualquer parada,
o guri tem um bom astral

Guri do meio, um ser iluminado,
mas de vez em quando prova do pecado
Seu papo não enrola, nem é de recado,
usa de bom coração
Guri do meio é uma obra prima,
veio do sufoco hoje está por cima
Seu rosto tá pintado no murão da esquina,
um verdadeiro campeão

Sim, Senhor! Hoje o guri tem o seu valor
Acabou! O meio vive em paz e amor

Divorce

It's kinda nice to work the floor since the divorce
I've been enjoying both my Christmases and my birthday cakes
And taking drugs and making love at far too young at age
and they never check to see my grades
What a fool I'd be to start complaining now

[Jason Mraz]