Awakening is not the hardest.
The hardest is to keep yourself awake in this society.
Welcome to the Machine
Fragmentos meus, poesias, receitinhas, lugares por onde andei, pensamentos que navegam, meu labirinto, minha concha.
Cereal & Gardenal 
How true! Is this because we are being consumed by the machine?
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Profoundly true…
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There was a Brazilian poet who wrote a beautiful, but sad poem, during the World War II, every time I read the news in the last years I remember this poem, I translate only some verses:
“…It does not matter if old-age comes, what is old-age?
Your shoulders hold up the world
And it weights no more than a child’s hand.
Wars and famines and discussions in clubs
Only prove that life goes on
And that not all have freed themselves yet.
Some, finding the spectacle barbarous
Prefer (the faint of heart) to die.” (Carlos Drummond de Andrade)
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Thank you, Fernada. That’s a beautiful verse. The whole approach reminds me of Gurdjieff’s work – which greatly inspired me when we were setting up the Silent Eye.
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