By subtleties we can build concepts, crystallize values, educate.
In addition to speech, attitudes and choices express and can give examples. Repeatedly, they can transform or perpetuate a kind of thought.

That’s why we have to be careful when we listen to some music and start to hum it without realizing what it means. That's why we have to reflect whether it is worth disseminating songs as Reinventar, from Belo, whose lyric contains the idea "behind a dictator is a great love."

Who accepts and repeats this kind of reference?
Who puts love in the same line as dictatorship?
Faced with numerous cases of violence, a world that offers various alternatives of relationship, self-development, a world in which even the less educated can read on self-help books notions of self-esteem, to find it normal that an innuendo like this is written, put in tune, tested, repeated and reproduced is to co-opt with violence'

So many beautiful, easy and dumb associations... So much detachment from the complexity of the world by the illusion of an easy understanding… Why? Is it so hard to question? What kind of harm can one do to the intellect by realizing that things aren’t disposed in a beautiful logic, like a Hollywood movie, that provides the satisfaction of having well paid actors doing what we were expecting during two wasted hours?

How big must be an ego to not stand that life around isn’t so charming as the poetries we make up to disguise the tragedy taking place during a dance in careless steps?

Is there any need to charge for thinking? Or maybe we’ll always let it for those who earn more money, because they earn more money; for those who speak well, to correspond to it; for those who do not speak, to compensate… always for someone that we can charge sufficiently to move on to another history, different, exciting, illusory.

If you like to label I suggest you befriend jelly jars.

You can control a mad elephant; 

You can shut the mouth of the bear and the tiger; 

You can ride a lion; 

You can play with the cobra; 

By alchemy you can eke out your livelihood; 

You can wander through the universe incognito; 

You can make vassals of the gods; 

You can be ever youthful; 

You can walk on water and live in fire; 

But control of the mind is better and more difficult.

Each passion is worthwhile if we cultivate the art of its distillation.

When blossoming, it rocks old structures that could be growing invisible rusts.

By transmuting into love, it teaches, in a practical and conjoint experiment what is, more than what would, to be human.

In case of delusion, a little of almost culinary ability can make the bitter essence ferment and result in the truest sort of poetry.

Words are “multimodulated”, they carry reverberations from other meanings, which they set in motion, despite our best efforts to contain the meaning. (Hall, 2006, p. 41).

“Capitalism is the lord of time. But time isn’t money.

This is a monstrosity. Time is the fabric of our lives.” –Antonio Candido

(...) We are unkind to the time: since the beginning of the industrial age, men have been shredding this fragile and precious fabric of existence. Hence, delicacy is a conquer, an ethical value, an esthetic  parameter. (…) The brutality we do with time, the fabric of our lives, consists in transforming it in profitable matter. Life is not a safe investment in the market.

Maria Rita Kehl –Delicadeza

Cycles of conferences – Mutações  - A Condição Humana

“Knowledge cannot spring up by any other means than inquiry.”

Immature soul, you need to learn to be a child, more than try to be a grown up;

Learn to walk by the lagoon before speeding to check if there’s anything beyond;

Learn to keep the rhythm of life and heart equilibrated with the outward, from what we’re not free (yet);

Learn to unlearn bad habits and neuroses injected in our head along our life, God knows why;

Restless soul, unaware of where to escape through when spreading oneself inconsequently in word’s world, like a child running around shoals, not noting that childhood will get to an end and the most plain attitude will be the hardest one to keep;

Dear soul, calm down. Think and learn to think less without losing yourself.

It can’t remain a paradox for a grown up soul anymore.

Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them.

Friedrich Nietzsche

Every seed touching the soil is a hope for a big tree, a marvelous environment for birds, many succulent fruits and countless nice moments under its shadows.

Some seeds are just a quick meal for a bird; some others are vanished by the wind; some are dried and used in fancy dishes. Even though, the tree never stops letting them reach the ground.

I chose to trust in people. And I know it’ll make me a fool many times.

One can move mountains when feeling inspired to reach somewhere. Yet, a millionaire with no purpose won’t spend a penny on anything.

I face nice words and intentions every day, but only feel able to cheer up when facing their rare counterparts, nice actions and behaviors. I listen to wise words from unexpected people, but they only make sense when they apply their own wise in daily life. Everybody seems to know the best way when everything’s fine, but impressive are the very few ones who are able to act right above bad feelings when things go wrong.

Human being is not simple. It’s beautiful. Notwithstanding sometimes it takes a sharp gaze to see this beauty, right there, in the middle of a frightened soul, hidden on mistakes, judgments, expectations and confusions.

A soul can end up with so little space when we don’t free our beings of bad energies. When the mess is so big inside, a real effort for the soul to get more space can be empowering for all life. After the storm is gone, may seem it was nothing, but that’s because the soul is stronger and unaware of what could it be didn’t it struggled to the light.

Cheer up! If you can.

"What a person imagines he hears, and what the speaker has really implied, may be poles apart"

"Try to feel the thoughts behind the confusion of men's verbiage."

"Do not confuse understanding with a larger vocabulary"

"Some people try to be tall by cutting off the heads of others!"

Free is the one who’s able to live accordingly to one’s own principles and look for one’s own ideals.

Feelings are not raw material.

It has raw, recipes, special ingredients, tricks and mutations caused by the contact with its environment.

Music inspires spirits

“Words are transgressive (...) not only through its power to destabilize established places and consensus, but through the possibility of alternative descriptions of the world, that expand our cognitive and evaluative references, make nonexistent things become relevant or possible and destabilize what’s known or shown as an evidence without giving birth to any reflection, because it only existed in our daily panorama”

Translation from an excerpt of Vera Telles theory

There’s a lot to worry about, especially when we are not sure of our aims.

Worries come with doubts. Doubts are part of a process of acknowledging our life, the processes it involves and the history that our life will have written in a piece of the world’s book. When this reflective process gets to its summit, there’ll be no worries left. Only challenges.

“Do not seek absolute values in the relative world of nature.”

Autobiography of a Yogi