Feeling Alive

Feeling Alive

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In the tennis world, one of the most legendary games of the Open Era is the 1980 Wimbledon final between the world number one and probably one of the greatest of all times, Björn Borg, and his strongest rival and rising star of the time, John McEnroe with the famous tie-break at the fourth set. “The least time I ever wanted to quit my life was during that tie-break”, John has ever since confessed in numerous of his interviews. For a lot of us, every day feels like quitting life. For us, living is not taken for granted, it is not this gift of abundant joy and excitement. We understand it’s a rare gift of insurmountable gratitude that was freely given to us, but we don’t really understand why or…
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Does it Always Have to Hurt?

Does it Always Have to Hurt?

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Difficulties, suffering. Sleepless days of anxiety or exhaustion. Lifespans of daily labors, hard effort. No intervals. People that try hard, that expect a lot from themselves, people that are always doing something. People on the brink of collapse, tired, losing focus, losing their edges. Disciplinarians on their goals, not complacent with their lives. And then, those people of great talents, sucking out life. People with abundant natural beauty, great toned voices, flexible athletic bodies, self-made visual artists, genius mathematician who can prove things on the spot with confidence, wondrous philosophers of life with acute articulation, they give you one phrase and that phrase carries you through the day sprinkled with meaning and substance, people that have this charisma of being liked almost immediately as you meet them, champions of social…
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A Conscious Relationship

A Conscious Relationship

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  There was an article today about animals, dogs and cats in particular, and how they are perceived to be the last authentic connection to a paradise lost. Mainly because they love you without judging or thinking about it and because they have this amazing ability to stay in their present, to live their life without contemplating about death, like us human do throughout our lives. The article took for granted that animals have no consciousness, thus they act only through their free, natural instincts. I am more skeptical about that. I do not think we know everything that there is to know about animals. I don’t understand how humanity is so certain that animals do not have consciousness and they do not think about death in general or their…
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Under a Different Star

Under a Different Star

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We are all born under a different star. Some things that happen have nothing to do with us. Others no matter how much we try, still will not have to do anything with us. Sad, unfair, discomforting or not, things not always work their way towards our way. Meetings don’t always take place, hearts hurt, brains break down, the body gets sick and the Soul feels absent.    It takes us decays to admit that “this, has nothing to do with me” and not feel guilty or as failure, as if we had not given our best intentions and tries, as if we were not carefully leaning our ears to hear the tone of the times and extending our palms to touch the edges of our opportunities. I feel a…
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Languages

Languages

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Words, wording, texts, context. Rules, times, messages. Someone speaks, someone listens, a conversation, a dialogue. Phrases put together, a meaning. Phrases as conductors to meanings. Phrases as stepping pebbles among fluid elements of wording. Phrases to meanings, phrases that make sense, phrases of a consensus. Phrases that flow out to a new place. More places and more places, everyday visits to new places. Many places interrelated, a new land. Small, big, flat, round, with edges, with oceans, mountains, prairies. A new land. New elements, stronger structures, extended dimensions. A language. And a new language. And a new language. Language stretched, bended, making formations, circling, running, pausing. A language that attempts a narrative. A narrative at birth. Grounded narratives, tales of existence. Narratives as reality. Every day narratives is every day.…
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