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“The less you care, the happier you will be.”
Essa frase apareceu no meu Facebook e, surpreendemente, gerou uma discussão enorme entre meus colegas (quem diria que Facebook também é cultura?).
Foi aquele velho pingue-pongue: expectativas, desilusões, dor é importante porque molda o caráter,…
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“Beloved Freak” You’re not certain when you feel hurt
Get violent when you deal With how the world drags you along You’re not alone Nothing good was ever free No one gets it, no one sees So here you stand, beloved freak You’re not alone You’re not alone You’re not alone Sometimes we get so tired and weak We lose the sky beneath our feet You’re not alone Every comet throws an arc And scars our vision ‘cross the dark When we’re gone we will remain You’re not alone People lie and people steal They misinterpret how you feel And so we doubt and we conceal You’re not alone Don’t worry for me Just think of yourself, think of yourself Don’t worry for me Just think of yourself, think of yourself When we’re gone we will remain When we’re gone we will remain When we’re gone we will remain When we’re gone we will remain So here you stand, beloved freak The world is at your feet Here you stand, beloved freak The world is at your feet This little light of mine I’m going to let it shine This little light of mine I’m going to let it shine This little light of mine I’m going to let it shine Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine And so you stand, beloved freak The world is lying at your feet There you stand, beloved freak Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine |
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You are not naked when you take off your clothes. You still wear your religious assumptions, your prejudices, your fears, your illusions, your delusions. When you shed the cultural operating system, then, essentially you stand naked before the inspection of your own psyche…and it’s from that position, a position outside the cultural operating system, that we can begin to ask real questions about what does it mean to be human, what kind of circumstance are we caught in, and what kind of structures, if any, can we put in place to assuage the pain and accentuate the glory and the wonder that lurks, waiting for us, in this very narrow slice of time between the birth canal and the yawning grave. In other words we have to return to first premises.
—Terence Mckenna (via nirvikalpa)

