Mensagens

10-05-2018 - Cape Town - Day Zero

I departed from Cape Town to Singapore on 10th May 2018. It has been close to 4 years living in a outpost which I hang my shirts and do the laundry time to time.

The last memory I have about the departure, apart of filling my existence in another set of 4 extra large suitcases and felling my life running away, was the maintenance crew coming to my apartment and apply water restrictors on the taps.

Cape Town was running out of water. "Day Zero" as it was coined, was coming - somewhere in the middle of June - the day which water will not run anymore out of the taps. The effect of total water consumption was the result of poor public policy management. A perfect storm of a combination of population increase due to the fact of incoming migrants from wrecked cities like Johannesburg and Durban poised with crime and terror, the deviation of water to farms and agriculture and bellow that half of average of rainfall for 3 consecutive years. It is, literally a black swan that could h…

19-12-2017 - Riyadh - The Change

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Hear the call for prayer
Feel a force descending
The call for change
Day to day

Are you ready to believe?
Are you ready to sell yourself?
Are you ready to dream?
Are you ready to endure?

A storm is coming

21-07-2017 - Las Vegas - Sin City

Feel the insomnia, feel the dizziness;
Feel the time, feel the heat of the wind;
Saw the wheel turning and the dice rolling;
Feel the vice, smell the weed, walked with my shoes tainted with liquor;
Talked with the whores, the junkies and the misfits;

Face the time, feel the disconnection;
Feel the wonder, feel the desire, feel the lust;
I am just traveling to make the world go round and around.





08-07-2017 - Lagos - The flood

“The man who wants to write a great book paint a great picture create an architectural masterpiece become a great scientist and knows that never in all eternity will he be able to realize this, his innermost desire, can find no peace in a stable social order - old or new. He sees the world perpetually out of joint.

He feels at home only in a state of chaos.”

Eric Hoffer - The True Believer: Thoughts on the Nature of Mass Movements I believe not many people have failed through life exactly the way I did.
I am always living life in perpetual chaos, anxiety and disorder,  creating nonlinear connections between themes, concepts and ideas. 
This is where inspiration comes from and make to achieve the impossible.
Most of the people I know like to continue to live their ordered life and do not understand the meaning of these words. They never will.

04-03-2017 - Petra - What Women Want

Miss Sloane is a movie picture that tells the story of a woman that work for lobbies in the U.S.A. Her professional life immerses her on a spiral of demanding tasks that erases completely her personal life. She does not have time to feel that she is alone. She does not have time at all. She suffers from sleep deprivation and relies duting the day on pills to make the world go round. Perpetual professional  duties isolates her from doing simple things like do some scrambled eggs and a salad. Despite she is afluent, she eats at a shabby greasy dinner directly from the paper buckets.
As a member of a shared economy,  she also shares male prostitutes. She is only interested in selfish pleasure and be breathless for some time in order that she senses that it still can feel. She falls in love by the only prostitute that is introduced in the script, called Ford, his real name, that she does not even believe once we are vested in alias and multiple nick names. As duties are stronger and addi…

15-02-2017 - Lagos - deterritorialization to Cape Town

As I put down on the table Kant's Critique of Judgement, the dialogue propelled at the coffee shop on a table next to me.

    - What are you thinking?
    - I am thinking about us.
    - Why you told me I was a lie? (challenging)
    - Because you are precious to me. (bitter)
    - Do you believe me?
    - I don't know.
    - Why you are so statuesque?
    - Because you put some holes in my chest.
    - Why you are so possessive? Go fuck yourself!
    - Your life was poured into my mouth.
    - My poison was spread across your back.

The waitress arrives and bends in a way I tell her to stand-up, she must show some self-respect. I ask for the bill.

    - Why we just don't walk way? (touches gently the forearm, eager)
    - And if is terrible? We will hate each other. I will lose you as a friend.
    - The other day you seduced me. (playful)
    - Well, you certainly enjoyed about it, don't you? (gasps)

The waitress brings the bill.

    - What are you looking at on the p…

31-01-2017 - Cape Town - The plateau of mirrors. Part one of the first part

At a restaurant, waiting for K, while I was searching for too much information on the phone, a couple sit next to me. They barely talk and their eyes wonder to the decor.

I put the phone and took a sip in the entry-level white wine. I look discretely to the lonely couple. I try to image what they are thinking, staring with contempt.

We discover.
We caress.
We touch.
We fuck, we come.
We loved.
We cared.
We work.
We fought.
We forgive.
We fuck.
We work.
We fought.
We work.
We work.
We work.
We cheated.
We work.
We cheated.
We cheated.
We cheated. We quit.

K arrives. The waitress, dressed like a pin-up escorts K to the table where I sit.While am being suffocated by work issues, I interrupted her and tell:
- Have you took a peek to these ones, sitting next to us?
- With the energy we are creating, it is becoming a form of social relationship harassment. They feel intimidated, she told. I have been trough it before. I tried to reverse the situation, but I did not work. It was useless. Onl…