fitter, happier

Fitter, happier, more productive,
comfortable,
not drinking too much,
regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week),
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries,
at ease,
eating well
(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),
a patient better driver,
a safer car
(baby smiling in back seat),
sleeping well
(no bad dreams),
no paranoia,
careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole),
keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then),
will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall),
favors for favors,
fond but not in love,
charity standing orders,
on Sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),
car wash
(also on Sundays),
no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,
nothing so childish - at a better pace,
slower and more calculated,
no chance of escape,
now self-employed,
concerned (but powerless),
an empowered and informed member of society
(pragmatism not idealism),
will not cry in public,
less chance of illness,
tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat),
a good memory,
still cries at a good film,
still kisses with saliva,
no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick,
that's driven into frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness),
calm,
fitter,
healthier and more productive
a pig in a cage on antibiotics.

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Footsteps. Just because... (ou não)

Don't even think about reachin' me,
I won't be home.
Don't even think about stoppin' by,
Don't think of me at all.
I did, what I had to do,
If there was a reason, it was you...

Don't even think about gettin' inside,
Voices in my head, voices…
I got scratches, all over my arms,
One for each day, since I fell apart…
I did, what I had to do,
If there was a reason, it was you...

Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you.
Pictures on my chest, it was you,
It was you...

I did, what I had to do,
And if there was a reason,
Oh, there wasn't no reason, no !
And if, there's something you'd like to do,
Just let me continue, to blame you…

Madness: Nuclear plans for Bulgaria's earthquake zone

Hello again,

Can you please take two minutes today to send an urgent message to Europe's Energy Commissioner, calling on him to oppose the plans for a new nuclear power plant in Bulgaria?

SEND A MESSAGE RIGHT NOW

The European Commission is to give its opinion under Euratom Article 41 to 44 on the Belene nuclear power plant in (very) early December. If they say "ok", it opens the door to Euratom loans for this nuclear plant, as well as similar loans from the European Investment Bank (EIB). The Bulgarian Government has already reserved money for a government guarantee of ?300 million for Euratom loans and another ?300 million of EIB loans.
So far, we have been able to keep the Belene nuclear plant in a financial quagmire. This would change if it gets Euratom finance - banks would be less reluctant to take the risk of investing in this project.
The risks are far too high. Even back in the 1980s, Soviet scientists warned that the area around Belene is seismically active and thus unsuited for a nuclear power station.
During the last large earthquake in the region, over 120 people died just 14 kilometres from the planned site of the nuclear power plant. In the early 1990s, nuclear plans for Belene were scrapped and the first democratically elected government in Bulgaria concluded that the project was, "technically unsafe and economically not viable". This was shortly after the Bulgarian Academy of Sciences issued a study that ruled against the project and specifically warned against the seismic risks at this location.
Send a message to the European Commission not to play Russian Roulette with our future. European taxpayers' money must not be used for a project that will put millions of people at risk.

TAKE ACTION

Best wishes,
Everyone at Greenpeace

P.S. Don't forget to forward this email message to friends or groups who oppose the nuclear threat too.

Into the Wild

Este é o filme que mais espero este ano... no meio das centenas que surgem como cogumelos.

Sicko

Hoje fui ver o novo filme/documentário do Michael Moore e fiquei impressionado (e eu sou díficil de impressionar/chocar).
Eu sei, como toda a gente, que a saúde é um dos graves problemas nos EU, o que não entendia era a extensão da gravidade e os motivos da mesma... REPUGNANTE !!
A "Velha Europa" ainda tem muito que ensinar a este novo rico pedante.

Vão ver o filme e tirem as vossas conclusões.

No meio de tudo aquilo, tinha que haver algum motivo para implicarem novamente com o Moore. Desta vez foi o facto de ele ter ido a Cuba sem autorização... no shit.

The Honeymoon that Never Ends

Caros leitores (não sejam maliciosos, tenho leitores, sim ! A minha mãe e o meu sobrinho dizem que lêem o meu blog !!),

Antes do suminho propriamente dito (sendo suminho o assunto principal), quero apresentar o meu comentário, algo tendencioso, claro (mas o blog é meu e eu é que sei) sobre o mesmo [suminho].
Ora bem... a minha tendenciosa interpretação do lindo texto de Osho, não é que "está escrito que a pessoa não quer um relacionamento sério (whatever that means)", mas é, simplesmente, sobre o AMOR. E o que o é AMAR ? Não, amar não tem nada a ver com casar... amar não tem nada a ver com vida em comum, amar não tem nada a ver com qualquer outra porcaria que possam estar a imaginar, mas simplesmente com AMOR. E o texto do Miguel Esteves Cardoso (Elogio ao Amor) diz exactamente isso... e o Osho está aí que não me deixa mentir :) São dois textos que eu gostava de ter escrito.
As únicas pessoas felizes são as que conhecem o AMOR, todas as outras até podem ter as suas vidinhas "arranjadinhas" e pseudo-"controladinhas", mas não sabem o que é a felicidade. Felicidade não é um bom casamento, felicidade não é uma relação estável... que se lixem os casamento e as relações estáveis, principalmente quando estas impedem o amor ou criam uma ilusão de que ele [o AMOR] existe.
Quando souberem o que é o verdadeiro AMOR (não me refiro ao amor mesquinho que só serve para nos acalmar a alma nem ao amor egoista que é bom porque nos faz sentir bem), podem morrer.

Vá lá, agora podem ler o texto (mãe e sobrinho, claro) e fiquem com ele nas vossas mentes, na vossa alma... aprendam a amar e a ser felizes que eu também quero (ok, quanto a amar, a mensagem não é para a minha mãe, já que ela sempre soube faze-lo na perfeição) !!!

LOVE IS NOT A RELATIONSHIP. Love relates, but it is not a relationship. A relationship is something finished. A relationship is a noun; the full stop has come, the honeymoon is over. Now there is no joy, no enthusiasm, now all is finished. You can carry it on, just to keep your promises. You can carry it on because it is comfortable, convenient, cozy. You can carry it on because there is nothing else to do. You can carry it on because if you disrupt it, it is going to create much trouble for you… Relationship means something complete, finished, closed.

Love is never a relationship; love is relating. It is always a river, flowing, unending. Love knows no full stop; the honeymoon begins but never ends. It is not like a novel that starts at a certain point and ends at a certain point. It is an ongoing phenomenon. Lovers end, love continues– it is a continuum. It is a verb, not a noun.

And why do we reduce the beauty of relating to relationship? Why are we in such a hurry? Because to relate is insecure, and relationship is a security. Relationship has a certainty; relating is just a meeting of two strangers, maybe just an overnight stay and in the morning we say goodbye. Who knows what is going to happen tomorrow? And we are so afraid that we want to make it certain, we want to make it predictable. We would like tomorrow to be according to our ideas; we don't allow it freedom to have its own say. So we immediately reduce every verb to a noun.

You are in love with a woman or a man and immediately you start thinking of getting married. Make it a legal contract. Why? How does the law come into love? The law comes into love because love is not there. It is only a fantasy, and you know the fantasy will disappear. Before it disappears settle down, before it disappears do something so it becomes impossible to separate.

In a better world, with more meditative people, with a little more enlightenment spread over the earth, people will love, love immensely, but their love will remain a relating not a relationship. And I am not saying that their love will be only momentary. There is every possibility their love may go deeper than your love, may have a higher quality of intimacy, may have something more of poetry and more of godliness in it. And there is every possibility their love may last longer than your so-called relationship ever lasts. But it will not be guaranteed by the law, by the court, by the policeman. The guarantee will be inner. It will be a commitment from the heart, it will be a silent communion.

If you enjoy being with somebody, you would like to enjoy it more and more. If you enjoy the intimacy, you would like to explore the intimacy more and more. And there are a few flowers of love which bloom only after long intimacies. There are seasonal flowers too; within six weeks they are there, in the sun, but within six weeks again they are gone forever. There are flowers that take years to come, and there are flowers that take many years to come. The longer it takes, the deeper it goes. But it has to be a commitment from one heart to another heart. It has not even to be verbalized, because to verbalize it is to profane it. It has to be a silent commitment; eye to eye, heart to heart, being to being. It has to be understood, not said.

Forget relationships and learn how to relate.

Once you are in a relationship you start taking each other for granted– that's what destroys all love affairs. The woman thinks she knows the man, the man thinks he knows the woman. Nobody knows either! It is impossible to know the other, the other remains a mystery. And to take the other for granted is insulting, disrespectful.

To think that you know your wife is very, very ungrateful. How can you know the woman? How can you know the man? They are processes, they are not things. The woman that you knew yesterday is not there today. So much water has gone down the Ganges; she is somebody else, totally different. Relate again, start again, don't take it for granted.

And the man that you slept with last night, look at his face again in the morning. He is no more the same person, so much has changed. So much, incalculably much has changed. That is the difference between a thing and a person. The furniture in the room is the same, but the man and the woman, they are no more the same. Explore again, start again. That's what I mean by relating.

Relating means you are always starting, you are continuously trying to become acquainted. Again and again, you are introducing yourself to each other. You are trying to see the many facets of the other's personality. You are trying to penetrate deeper and deeper into his realm of inner feelings, into the deep recesses of his being. You are trying to unravel a mystery which cannot be unraveled. That is the joy of love: the exploration of consciousness.

And if you relate, and don't reduce it to a relationship, then the other will become a mirror to you. Exploring him, unawares you will be exploring yourself too. Getting deeper into the other, knowing his feelings, his thoughts, his deeper stirrings, you will be knowing your own deeper stirrings too. Lovers become mirrors to each other, and then love becomes a meditation. Relationship is ugly, relating is beautiful.

Hence I say relate. By saying relate, I mean remain continuously on a honeymoon. Go on searching and seeking each other, finding new ways of loving each other, finding new ways of being with each other. And each person is such an infinite mystery, inexhaustible, unfathomable, that it is not possible that you can ever say, "I have known her," or, "I have known him." At the most you can say, "I have tried my best, but the mystery remains a mystery."

In fact the more you know, the more mysterious the other becomes.
Then love is a constant adventure.

Osho

Action Alert: European vote on Genetic Engineering

Hi friends,

Europe's top environment politician, EU-Commissioner Stavros Dimas, enraged agro-chemical companies last week when he refused to allow the cultivation of two varieties of genetically modified maize (Bt 11 and 1507).
He said GM crops should not be approved until new methods have been developed for assessing long-term risks and the effects on birds and butterflies. This is wonderful news!
Other European Commissioners are siding with the industry though, and want to vote on the matter within the next few weeks in Brussels.
We have only days to show our support for the Environment Commissioner's brave stand -- and to let the other politicians know that he speaks for us all.
Can you send a message to Stavros Dimas, to Manuel Barroso (the President of the European Commission) and the Commissioners taking the industry's side Kyprianou (Health and Consumer Protection) and Fischer-Boel (Agriculture).

TAKE ACTION NOW

Thanks,

Greenpeace

P.S. This is a brilliant opportunity, but we have very little time. Please forward this email to all your friends who care about this important issue.