Fitacola: Desafio Principal

"O desafio principal desta vida é conseguir ultrapassar o normal, ter vontade e resistir. Razões para ter vergonha, só mesmo quem é falso. Luta, resiste, não desistas ao primeiro percalço. Mostra aquilo que tu vales, aquilo que tu és. O que te interessa é aquilo que tu vês. Se tu tens esse dom, não precisas ser assim. Prova ao mundo o que és capaz, olha bem para mim, que consigo ser quem sou, porque tento ser diferente: não quero ser um robô, sempre igual a toda a gente. (...)"

Green Day: Deadbeat Holiday

"Wake up. The house is on fire and the cat's caught in the dryer. Philosophy's a liar when your home is your headstone. Icon is the last chance for hope. When there's no such things as heroes, your faith lies in the ditch that you dug yourself in. Last chance to piss it all away. Nothing but Hell to pay, when the lights are going down. Deabeat holiday! Celebrate your own decay. There's a vacant sign that's hanging high on a noose over your home. Deadbeat holiday! Get on your knees and pray. There's a vacant sign that's hanging high, but at least you're not alone. Christmas lights in the middle of August. Grudges come back to haunt us. Your oldest allies are your long lost enemies. Grounded in a duplex to find that you're living on a landmine. Vacation hotspots is a cemitery drive. Last chance to piss it all away. Nothing but Hell to pay when (...) all you want to do is not to give up. (...)"

Making Of John Denver & Green Day

isto foi um trabalho de frupo feito por mim e umas amigas. nos tivemos de recriar um videoclip para uma musica, por isso mixamos as musicas "West Virginia" e "Wake Me Up When September Ends", pq tinhamos gostos diferentes. nenhuma infracçao dos direitos de autor, isto e so as gravaçoes dos bastidores q nos colecionamos. nos falamos em portugues, mas eu pus legendas em ingles. apreciem!

Technology

"One Thanksgiving, I was asked a question by my grandfather, who always seems to have some deep moral hidden in his questions. He asked if I even knew what technology was in a world that itself is a technology. Usually when asked these types of questions, I think about them for a while and then forget them. For some reason this question, however, is different. I am constantly reminded of it because, I suppose, everything around me is technology. I have contemplated this question for more than a year now and so far, here is the best answer I have come up with.
Every day something new is invented to make life easier. What I find strange, though, is that as the world becomes easier to live in, it seems to need more. People find solutions for problems that barely exist.
Do I really need that MP3 player when I can just burn a CD? Or do I even need that CD burner when I can go out and buy the CD? Or do I really need that CD when I can read a book instead? This progression could go on forever. For every invention, a new and better one will follow.
The more I look at the world and technology, the more I think about myself. Without even realizing it, my life has been affected by technology and its never-ending advances. While I have spent days writing endless emails and watching DVDs, I never stopped to think about the technology behind these devices.
I worry that I do not understand the genius behind technology. I have turned on lamps countless times without really appreciating Thomas Edison’s invention. Talking on the telephone, I forget to thank Alexander Graham Bell for his miracle of communication.
Even after thinking and writing about technology, I still do not think I have fully answered the question my grandfather asked me. I believe the answer is no – I do not really know what technology is, because everything around me is technology. I suppose technology is anything from the invention of a fishhook to the ability to clone sheep. Technology is inevitable.
Through necessity we invent, and through invention we need more. This never-ending circle of technology has brought the world this far."

By Barbara C., San Antonio, TX - www.teenink

tombar e arrefecer

"-Porque escolheste esta vida?
Agora a pergunta era tão clara que eu não achei uma sombra para me esconder. De outras vezes, outra gente me perguntara o mesmo. E nunca soube responder. Falavam-me de fora, de outro mundo, com uma linguagem diferente. E assim, as nossas ideias jogavam à cabra-cega. Eu próprio, quando queria entender-me, espreitando-me donde me não suspeitasse, não tinha razões talhadas à medida do meu sonho. Os princípios do senso, da justiça, talvez tivessem envelhecido e não pudessem acompanhar o meu anseio. Só metido dentro de mim eu me compreendo todo e sem razões. Hei-de um dia tombar e arrefecer. Talvez então seja possível a outros ler em rigor o que se imobilizou da minha agitação. Até lá, é difícil. Qualquer coisa me está sempre forçando os limites, mesmo da regra que julgo dar-me. (…)
Tenho pés para andar e olhos para ver. Posso sentar-me ou posso fechar os olhos e dizer que não há sol nem estradas. Mas eu sei que há estradas e sol e que os olhos vêem e os pés andam. Por mais que eu queira, quando sei por dentro que uma coisa está certa, eu tenho de saber que está certa. E ainda que os outros saibam que está errada, isso não me ajuda."

Ferreira, Vergílio; “Adeus” em Contos; 10.ª edição; Bertrand Editora; Chiado; 2003