Adlocutio

That’s Rome, sure enough!

A few of you who speak Portuguese asked me where on Earth did I put the Caesar’s biography that used to be on this blog. I was writing about caesar in the most simplest of manners and the idea was to make a small article. In the end I found my curiosity growing as I was finding more about him and the period he lived in. Instead of a small article I’m debating myself with a more robust text and with hundreds of bibliography titles so I figured it would be best to delete those articles from the blog and put them on my website. That bio is still a work in progress (it’s stoped at the Vercingetórix confederation).

The biography is staying here. Better room service, you know?

Usually the one animal I fear the most is Homo not-so-sapiens, sapiens-oh-really?!

Anyway, I watched this movie thanks to my best friend (I must say, you really know how to feed me the things I relish!). It’s really, really, really, really wonderful! It’s breathtaking and mind-opening. I have seen a lot of documentaries about sharks before (believe me: a lot indeed) but nothing as comprehensive, informative, complete, artistic, real, and mind blowing as this.

Allow me to change to a more agressive self. I won’t bite. Besides everything else we can see happening around us everyday, this movie is one more evidence that humans lost it (their minds, I mean). For those who usually have a hard time getting my point about something I just have to say this: I know I am right and I am not stopping. If that scares the h**l out of you don’t walk with me. Others will. For starters, I never asked for anyone to embark in this journey with me. But Gaia did. And Gaia is not giving much more time. I know some things are dead wrong, I know some things are right.

You know it too. That strange feeling you have in your heart and stomach when you see certain passages of this and other movies, for example? That’s your mind shaking you, telling you the things you refuse to admit because you are emotionally imature to be honest with yourself. You admit nothing except maybe a bullet on your skulls.

Stoping the deal on shark fins, shark soup and other products would not compromise the new plasma screen for your living room, your precious ever so bigger house, the new AC system and the social status given to you by the new BMW model. You know what? You can even continue to be the same selfish bastard and not letting go of anything and not value anything you already have.

Change it’s just a matter of imagination. If you can’t go over a fence, go around it. Create a new trade on other stuff. Stop being brain lazy.

Above all, if you can, PLEASE, watch this:

Here’s the trailer:

Here’s the website! By the way, by watching this movie you’ll be helping.

Usually, a concert is not about the pure delight of enjoying music. In a concert, music is an excuse; it gives away the spotlight to other pleasures. More than often it happens that it has to give its place to less than noble pleasures. Sometimes it’s not like that at all because surprise is one quality humans possess. Moreover, sometimes it’s a good surprise and music has to give its way to such things as bonding, sharing, and tenderness. Here’s an example.

You can find the lyrics here.