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[11 Feb 2004|09:57pm] I wish I could capture the future and bring it to present. Lock it in a box and never let it go free, make it mine and real. Isn't it scary and overwhelming to think that there's more to life then us? The world still goes on after we stop feeling it, and we never realise that we don't even make a big difference. New heroes will come, new lovers, new feelings, new enemies, it's all like a never ending circle of events and people, paralel realities that we never get to know, all thinking they are the center of the world they live in, but in fact they are only like a galaxy in the universe... a galaxy among the billions that exist. Isn't it scary to bring something to this reality, to our present, to feel it like ours and later realise that that something was never ours to have and enjoy but rather belongs to the future, where we can't go, we can't live, a place we can't control? Is that why people invented religion? To give them the illusion of continuity and belonging to the future? I imagine what wonders, sorrows and questions are hidden there. In the space between present and future. That's why the idea of creating something for this world, something I will love more than life itself, something I want to protect and cherish, is so frightening. How can we let it go and trust the future to take care of it? But how can we really make our presence known if we don't give every dimension of us to the world, even the fears? Are you feeling me already world?

Forwarded [07 Feb 2004|02:08pm] [ mood | pleased ] Five lessons to make you think about the way we treat people. 1. First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady. During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?" Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. "Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say "hello". I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy. 2. Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab. She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached. It read: "Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others," Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole 3. Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve. In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. "How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked. "Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it. "Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied. The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip. 4. Fourth Important Lesson - The Obstacles in Our Path. In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way. Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand! Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition. 5. Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts. Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?". Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her. 2 comments|post comment

banners [04 Oct 2003|07:02pm] I have a couple of signature banners that I made but I don't longer use them. So, if anyone wants them: I just had to take those last photos from Teen People and do this: Don't use this one ;) 11 comments|post comment

[01 Oct 2003|02:25pm] I feel like sharing... so here's some cookies for you. You're gonna need them, there's going to be major rantings ahead ;) Do you know those days you just feel like curling up in bed and stay there for the rest of the day, or until all the things that bother you disappear by their own... I feel like that today. Sometimes it's so much easier when you are not given the power to decide, you just have to move, even if the situation is the worst possible. At least you can't look back to what it might been, to survive you have to keep going, and you get your strength from there, from knowing that that's the only way to go, you can't look aside. At least you don' have the responsibility of your choices, because there's none. It's like you been pushed forward and the only thing you want is to stay quiet and in the same place. No, I'm not depressed, I've just been thinking too much about next week, the time I start my internship... I have no idea where I'm heading to and what I'm supposed to do. Maybe I'll just keep going, trying not to think too much of what's expected from me, because I really don't know what it is. I'm trying to call my internship teacher, but she will only be available the day I start the damn thing. I have no idea what she thinks about the project that I've delivered some weeks ago, and I have no idea if I'm going through the right way. Aren't teachers supposed to help us in this cases? Grr! I need a guiding light at this point. Yeah, I also think I'm overreacting to this, but I can't help it... I just have too much time on my hands and then I start thinking... is it possible for a person to think too much? :P Oh! And by the way, ithilmenel if you stop by OBM, a pop-up appears with an audio video of Numb from LP. Just take a look, it's worth ;) And don't forget to turn your speakers on 10 comments|post comment

I'm... I don't know how am I [26 Sep 2003|01:59am] ( Turn my Head ) Everytime I start reading a new fanfiction I almost can't end it... it's not like I don't like, or that I get so caught up in it... they show almost a real person, even if he isn't like that, if his personality is completely different, they gives us a more real view and feelings that we don't get from other places. By visiting a site or a forum we have no idea of the feeling and how human celebrities are. But fanfic gives a clue for that, they make us see that people are just people, with a face, feelings, sorrows, tastes... And that gives me the feeling that I don't belong there, I shouldn't be doing this. I'm not referring to reading the fic, but being a fan. What gives me the right of intrude in somebody's life like the way fans do? Why do we feel that the person we like owe us something, his life, his love? If we pay to see somebody on screen that don't gives the right to say that the people from the movie entered into our lives and now they must give something back, if that would be their image, their freedom, their lives. And yes, when actors get known, and even before, they know the price of fame but aren't they paying a price too high? Why do we ask for their lives in return for they walking into ours for about 2 hours? I know this is inherent to human nature, I personally want to know everything, but who gives me the right to do so? To comment about lives and people that I know nothing of? And projecting the image of the prince charming into someone doesn't make that person a prince of fairytales. With what right we ask that from our that person? I just had to rant about this, I was reading an absolutely wonderful fanfic but I had to stop at the middle... I felt like such an invasion of privacy, even if it isn't. I know that if the people featured in the fanfic weren't known I wouldn't care less about them, I wouldn't even know they exist... and I begin to think... I like them because their are famous and they have this romantic image surrounding them, or because of who they really are? And I come to the conclusion that I don't know who they really are. And what's the point of adoring an image that you projected into somebody that you will never know, will never get to really know? Why waste so much time with illusions? I like daydreaming, but I don't like living in a fantasy world. 17 comments|post comment

Orlando in Moviestar [11 Aug 2003|02:13pm] MS: Do you fear that your life could change too much? OB: I don't know if fear is the right word. It already has begun and I try not to take it too seriously. I'm not interested in becoming a celebrity and I don't want to be an idol, although that might be really exciting. MS: How do you handle it when so many girls adore you? OB: When I imagine that some of them spend five hours and their whole afternoon to see a star, then I think it is the right thing to take your time and give them autographes. You have to live with it otherwise you live in constant fear and you can't enjoy your life anymore. It helped what a friend told me once: There will always be new young musicians or actors who will be adored by teenagers. They need that for their dreams, their phantasies or whatever. That makes sense to me and since then I see it all more relaxed. Orlando responding to the interviewer, who asked if Orlando plans to settle down, get married, have children, etc. Orlando's response was: I have thought of marriage and of children just like everyone does. It isn't the first thing in my mind, and it isn't the last. That page is still open and is still blank. Farther down the page, Orlando says: My ideal wife is someone who loves me for me, who is honest and loyal. Who will be a loving mother and has to have a love for life and people. I would like to know him for what he is. It seems to me that he says some things, in the interviews, that are cliches. I bet he has a deeper side of his personality, a darker one. I would like to know his fears, his anguish, not only is sunny side. I would like to know is lunar side, the thing that really makes him different from the others 16 comments|post comment

[05 Aug 2003|09:08pm] From www.aidsconcern.org.hk/ 3 comments|post comment

[30 Jul 2003|07:34pm] TORn posted a ROTK trailer, with 1:35m It's so beautiful!! And I've made some screencaps, from Mirror 3, some are a bit blurry, but not my fault. :P If you don't like SPOILERS, DON'T SEE THIS!! So, they are almost 150 caps, it took me some while to make, so, there's no problem if someone wants to use them, but please give credit ;) Oh! And please don't hotlink ;) ( ROTK Trailer screencaps - SPOILERS ) 79 comments|post comment

[30 Jul 2003|03:34pm] This one is on my To See List ( Trailer Screencaps ) 11 comments|post comment

California anti-tobacco media campaign [23 Jul 2003|01:02pm] It's disturbing... 9 comments|post comment

[21 Jul 2003|04:27pm] AHHHH!!! Where's a gun!! I'm gonna kill myself! POTC is only gonna be released in Portugal on September 5!!! Damn it! The Matrix Revolutions Preview Hidalgo Quicktime preview Screencaps ( More Viggo in Hidalgo ) 5 comments|post comment

Spirituality means waking up [14 Jul 2003|02:37pm] [ mood | thoughtful ] Most people, even though they don't know it, are asleep. They're born asleep, they live asleep, they marry in their sleep, they breed children in their sleep, they die in their sleep without ever waking up. They never understand the loveliness and the beauty of this thing that we call human existence. You know, all mystics -Catholic, Christian, non-Christian, no matter what their theology, no matter what their religion -- are unanimous on one thing: that all is well, all is well. Though everything is a mess, all is well. Strange paradox, to be sure. But, tragically, most people never get to see that all is well because they are asleep. They are having a nightmare. Last year on Spanish television I heard a story about this gentleman who knocks on his son's door. "Jaime," he says, "wake up!" Jaime answers, "I don't want to get up, Papa." The father shouts, "Get up, you have to go to school." Jaime says, "I don't want to go to school." "Why not?" asks the father. "Three reasons," says Jaime. "First, because it's so dull; second, the kids tease me; and third, I hate school." And the father says, "Well, I am going to give you three reasons why you must go to school. First, because it is your duty; second, because you are forty-five years old, and third, because you are the headmaster." Wake up, wake up! You've grown up. You're too big to be asleep. Wake up! Stop playing with your toys. Most people tell you they want to get out of kindergarten, but don't believe them. Don't believe them! All they want you to do is to mend their broken toys. "Give me back my wife. Give me back my job. Give me back my money. Give me back my reputation, my success." This is what they want; they want their toys replaced. That's all. Even the best psychologist will tell you that, that people don't really want to be cured. What they want is relief; a cure is painful. Waking up is unpleasant, you know. You are nice and comfortable in bed. It's irritating to be woken up. That's the reason the wise guru will not attempt to wake people up. I hope I'm going to be wise here and make no attempt whatsoever to wake you up if you are asleep. It is really none of my business, even though I say to you at times, "Wake up!" My business is to do my thing, to dance my dance. If you profit from it, fine; if you don't, too bad! As the Arabs say, "The nature of rain is the same, but it makes thorns grow in the marshes and flowers in the gardens." ~Anthony De Mello, SJ By David Ferrua 7 comments|post comment

[11 Jul 2003|10:35am] Stay loose. Learn to watch snails. Plant an impossible Garden. Invite someone dangerous to tea. Make little signs that say 'yes'! and post them all over your house. Make friends with freedom and uncertainty. Look forward to Dreams. Cry during movies. Swing as high as you can on a swing set, by moonlight. Cultivate moods. refuse to "be responsible". Do it for love. Take lots of naps. Give money away. Do it now.. The money will follow. Believe in Magic. Laugh a lot. Celebrate every gorgeous moment. Take moon baths. have wild imaginings, Transformative Dreams, and perfect calm. Draw on the walls. read every day. Imagine yourself Magic. Giggle with children. Listen to old people. Bless yourself. play with everything. Entertain your inner child. You are innocent. Build a fort with blankets. Get wet. Hug a tree. Write love letters. from up_lifting post comment

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