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                <title>Why?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 11:31:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When I read my older journal entries here, it's so easy to understand how sick I was. What I don't understand is why no one saw that, or didn't want to see... I do not mean my casual deviantart friends, but my long time 'friends'. Really, depression, suffering and frustration for months on end? Does anyone think that is normal?! Or are people simply obtuse or ignorant?<br /><br />It must have been so fuckin hilarious.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>hello world</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 15:26:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hum... hello? hehe<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>MEOW!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 06:30:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My goddess, I miss you all!<br />
Probably very few people remember me at this time, I haven't been around for, like, ages. I haven't been into the kind of art deviantart accepts, so I have not much to share at this moment, thou I may submit something in a near future.<br />
<br />
Hope you are all well, hugs and kisses.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Anima Within</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 13:57:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As you probably know, Carl Jung was one of the fathers of psychology, but his work didn't quite survived to these days as a whole. Psicanalysis has only some influences from his work, but his main ideias were discarded to parapsychology.<br />
<br />
One of his theories was the Colective Subconscious and the archetypes. The New Age'rs of today do really like the colective subconscious ideia to express the holistic notion that we all are One. <br />
Jung wrote that deep within our race lies archetypal structures of behaviour that are predetermined and most of these behaviours are projected to mythology and works of fiction. That's why many complexes in psychology were named after greek mythology (ex.: Edipus complex, Zeus complex,...)<br />
<br />
There are three of these archetypes that I find most interesting: the Anima, the Animus and the Syzygy (spelled "ssízíguí" in portuguese).<br />
The Anima is the feminine spirit in a man and the Animus is the masculine spirit in a woman. Together, they form the Syzygy. There are countless places in fiction and mythology where you can find these archetypes.<br />
<br />
I think this sheds a light over my own head. I have a Anima with a very strong presence, almost magical in nature. I still wonder what she is and what is her function in my psyche. I believe my Anima is some trick used to prevent me from going mad, or she is a projection of my desires.<br />
<br />
Whatever she is, whatever she seeks, I want to give in and let go myself, there is no sanity left to save. ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2005 16:00:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ /playing Nightwish - Moondance<br />
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Happy new solar year <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> All my dreams will come true this year, flawlessly! ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>piu</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 11:19:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ weird front page journal refresh <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
I'm starting my vacations tomorrow until day 2 \o/ thank god, I'm tired of weird geometry.<br />
<br />
expect a pencil work soon enough. <br />
<br />
Spend your Holidays well and have fun. Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bow.gif" width="21" height="16" alt=":bow:" title="Thank you! Thank you!" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Retrospective 2005</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2005 17:21:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I do this every year. It's good for exorcising deamons, so to speak.<br />
Tradução portuguesa no meu <b><a href="http://eperdidas.blogspot.com/2005/12/retrospectiva-2005.html">blog</a></b><br />
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />
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A friend of mine said in last years retrospective that he wanted me here doing the same thing for this year, and here I am, like the steel. As usual, I dont recall how the year started. But there went another broken love, if I can call it that. Just another for the number, no big deal<br />
The first half of the year it was the blowing up of last years depression. For a moment, I didnt know where to hold on. I had the best friend that I could ever had. But like all my relationships (love or not): they are born, grow up, wither and die. I know that there wasnt enough communication from her part and the friendship died for a cause Im not able to guess. There wasnt any objective in maintaining the façade and continue to smile. We died and she got out of my life like someone who pulls off an adhesive very slowly. If it wasnt for me and pull the fucking adhesive, I would still be here dying from heartache.<br />
<br />
In the beginning of the year I was already in profound transformation, hot and red, but now that the year finishes, I feel much more safe about who I really am, In spite of certain blind spots in my mind and body that are invisible to my conscience. I can appreciate better my own maturity and the immaturity I still display sometimes. Maybe the heart break wasnt really a heart break, because it enabled me to finish my transformation. I cooled like steel in the freezing water. Although I still think that I had lots of things to learn with her. The feeling and the value wasnt returned, but now there is no point in directing my hatred to her for that.<br />
<br />
Along the year, I also made efforts to learn something about science, especially Physics. I realized the nature of Chaos and how it is beautiful. I now know for sure that the universe has a course described by a single divine equation, and still nobody knows for sure, not even God, what course I take. The past, the present, the future, nobody knows for sure. I finished my <a>theology</a> and I am able to see a defined new metaphysics that could rebound, until certain extent, the way people think in these days.<br />
As I said once, Im on the top of my cultural life. Not a culture that you can construct reading other peoples books, talking about other peoples thoughts, but living it, just like Nietzsche described the ideal culture that could blossom.<br />
<br />
From now on, Its always going down. The more transformations a steel piece undergo, more hard it is, just like myself. Until one day it breaks and it is necessary to transform the piece again, if is there any quality coal left to produce a favourable temperature. How much time I will stay in this climax, I dont know. Im sure that it isnt possible to go higher in these terms. The personal work that there is to do is in terms of real life experience and magic experience. <br />
<br />
It will be good that I wouldnt reach the Baroque period, where everything will be too much worked and colored.<br />
<br />
<b>Music of my 2005: Kidney Thieves  Mustard Seed</b><br />
<i>Hill up the road, gathering thoughts <br />
never adding the way I want them<br />
Sweet Jesus show me through<br />
the Indian paintbrush<br />
<br />
Faith was <br />
Cursed upon me, <br />
a mustard seed was good enough for him <br />
and good enough to me<br />
<br />
Or after all, <br />
will I shake my magic 8 ball, it's bubbling<br />
And the brisk walking heartbeat won't tire me, <br />
it keeps me strong<br />
<br />
Faith was <br />
Cursed upon me, <br />
a mustard seed was good enough for him <br />
and its good enough to me<br />
<br />
Pillar of salt, shaker of black<br />
Killer of thought, turning my back<br />
Believe you were wrong and said they would laugh and I'm trying to be humble about it<br />
<br />
I like the rain, I like going against the grain<br />
Seems to me I'm cutting out a simple pattern<br />
<br />
<br />
Hill up the road, watching my thoughts <br />
chase each other<br />
Sweet Jesus show me <br />
the faith <br />
cursed upon me</i> ]]></description>
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                <title>One more of these</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 13:50:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't know why I like these question things. Maybe it's some kind of inverse-voyeurism kind of thing. Here goes:<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>Stolen from ~<a class="u" href="http://eclipsedmeh.deviantart.com/">EclipsedMeh</a></b><br />
<br />
<b>10 things you like:</b><br />
- have a good conversation with an old friend while drinking an old whisky (never happened before)<br />
- know a lot of shit about a lot of everything.<br />
- know, analyse and understand human behavior (individual and in crowds).<br />
- without a doubt, to write<br />
- give and recieve love without sarcasms<br />
- give wise-guru-old-man-styled maxims that have good effects on people lives<br />
- I like to play computer (wow, an objective thing)<br />
- Nature. you can place the Mother Godess here if you like (I'm not wiccan thou).<br />
- give praises out of nowhere. It's quite interesting to see the lot of people who get angry when surprised by a praise.<br />
<br />
<b>3 things that make you happy:</b><br />
- See other people happy<br />
- Being sucessful<br />
- Being loved<br />
<br />
<b>3 things that anger you:</b><br />
- destructive sarcasm<br />
- mindless wars (including the social ones), I may accept very clever wars being played like a game<br />
<br />
<b>10 things that you hate:</b><br />
- Not knowing where goes my hate to.<br />
- Not knowing myself when I look at the mirror (metaphorically).<br />
- Being hated and ignored without apparent reason.<br />
- seeing friendships falling apart because of simple questions.<br />
- mindless resource spending and pollution.<br />
- not able to communicate properly with someone I like<br />
- modern religion in general (may seem paradoxical to someone who really knows me, but the truth is that I hate the way certain religious leaders lead the weak of spirit)<br />
- not being able to control my feelings to some extent<br />
- general portuguese mindstyle<br />
- when me or someone I love fails in something important<br />
<br />
<b>3 facts about your name:</b><br />
- "Pedro" comes from the Greek "petros" which is the masculine of the word "petra", meaning "Rock". The Second name: "Filipe" means the one who likes horses (never seen a horse actually)<br />
- My parents wanted to call me Benjamin for being the last of the children >_< thank god they didn't go with that one. I'd kill myself<br />
- Petros was the apostle of Jesus that held the three keys to the kingdom of heavens and at the hour of the judgement of his Master, he negated three times any knowledge about Jesus Christ. (curiously enough, I seem to fail more in my actions when I'm almost "there" or finishing something (happens to a lot of people thou)<br />
<br />
<b>5 facts about yourself:</b><br />
- I'm weird. I've made a religion a few weeks ago ( <a href="http://religion.wikicities.com/wiki/Tricircular_System">[link]</a> <<< read it at your own risk)<br />
- I'm absurdly complex. If you like being surprised I'm your guy for a couple of decades, then I can be predictable.<br />
- I'm too sincere to be true (sometimes I hurt people because of it, on the other hand, you can't go through me without proper communication, which is a good thing, I think)<br />
- I dream of publishing a book and owning Cleric Preston's Coat (from the movie Equilibrium)<br />
- I can't describe myself according to society standards when looking in a mirror.<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>2 things you expect (at least for now):</b><br />
- Expect nothing, grab every oportunity (right...)<br />
<br />
<b>4 random thoughts:</b><br />
- Damn...<br />
- wtf?<br />
- erm...<br />
- I'm too zen to have a random though... oh, the flame of this orange candle is very hypnotic<br />
<br />
<b>Song you're listening to (give artist):</b><br />
finishing Edenbridge - Arcana and starting Kidney Thieves - Feathers<br />
<br />
<b>Time:</b><br />
21:48 ]]></description>
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                <title>rolling rolling</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 11:44:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ playing: Edenbridge - The Palace<br />
<br />
I'm sorry that I've been sort of away, but there isn't really much time. <br />
I've totally blew up the mathematics test (6 in 20) for the classes at night and I feel that I just can't do it, and I don't know what to do. non presential test is a possibility, but I'm not motivated. I love maths, but I just can't do it. It's plain stupid I know.<br />
It's not that I need it either, but I want to know the things, not just pass the test.<br />
<br />
the course during the day is rolling good. Difficult integration with the coleagues, but if you ask me, I assume it is normal.<br />
<br />
I have been with difficulties in producing any fictional text. I hope I'm not loosing my imagination. that would be catastrophic, it would be the downfall of my golden age (which is not golden at all). <br />
<br />
the phrase for this month should certainly be: "no point in driving yourself mad trying to stop yourself from going mad, you might as well give in and save your sanity for later."<br />
<br />
have fun <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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<a href="http://pedromiranda.planetaclix.pt">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://eperdidas.blogspot.com">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>driving  to the highway</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 05:44:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm finally getting into a one year crash course of (apparently) industrial design. I'll be studying for that during the day and finishing college at night, so it looks that I'm finally getting a life.<br />
<br />
energy is coming around from everywhere and there is a future forming in the line of fate; a thing I didn't have for ages. it's a one shot chance for not screwing up everything again.<br />
<br />
"fear is the mind killer" ]]></description>
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                <title>facts about me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2005 06:31:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i got it from <a href="http://leahmorgan.deviantart.com">[link]</a> !<br />
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Seven things that scare you:<br />
<br />
1. failure<br />
2. rejection<br />
3. bad memories<br />
4. poverty<br />
5. unability to help a friend in need<br />
6. global warming<br />
7. molluscs and spongy food<br />
<br />
Seven things you like the most:<br />
<br />
1. love and all the things attached to it<br />
2. old things (like books and old stories, also place Mithology here)<br />
3. I love to write and when inspired, draw and paint<br />
4. social sciences, anthropology(including history of religion) and probably philosophy<br />
5. Nature<br />
6. women<br />
7. myself (see point 2 of the first question)<br />
<br />
Seven important things in your room:<br />
<br />
1. mechanical pencil and eraser<br />
2. blank CDs and DVDs<br />
3. my notes about my constructed languages<br />
4. my bed<br />
5. computer games<br />
6. my drawings<br />
7. computer of course<br />
<br />
Seven random facts about you:<br />
<br />
1. I am obsessed with aesthetics (for example, I love to see a pretty woman in a pretty dress... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> or you can forget the dress <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> )<br />
2. The movie Equilibrium is an accurate methaphore of my religious life (I pay the price gladly)<br />
3. I am very emotional and being an Aquarius, I mostly think like a grown up woman (no shame in that)<br />
4. I wrote 200 pages of my book in two months<br />
5. I used to have lots of patience but with all the rejections and psychological beating I've been losing a bit of patience everyday <br />
6. I got out of school to go to work and now, 5 years later, I came back to finish high school because I can't get work<br />
7. I am insatiable (mostly for love and wisdom)<br />
<br />
Seven things you plan to do before you die:<br />
<br />
1. fall in love<br />
2. have a son (or daughter), thou the thought scares me<br />
3. publish my book<br />
4. be rich, so that I can satisfy my deepest primal needs and to leave a good heritage for the generations to come<br />
5. discover the solution to life, universe and everything else and leave a letter to the living that will shake the very foundations of the world forever (for the good, lol)<br />
6. travel in a plane <br />
7. make a new religion and get everyone to follow it (lol, this one is kidding)<br />
<br />
Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex:<br />
<br />
1. the body (eyes included)<br />
2. kindness to people around her (without kindness to others there is no kindness to me)<br />
3. curiosity / creativity<br />
4. sincerity and communication<br />
5. a girl who trusts and can be trusted (remember that trust doesn't mean faithful)<br />
6. being poligamic or bisexual (yes, it attracts me)<br />
7. who finds me special<br />
<br />
Seven things you say the most:<br />
<br />
1. like... (I start a lot of sentences with "like, this and that")<br />
2. LOL (the standard acronym around the world for a good laugh)<br />
3. [insert random wise quote]<br />
4. [insert random absurd quote]<br />
5. WTF? or WTH?<br />
6. true true<br />
7. yeah<br />
<br />
Seven celeb crushes (whether local or foreign):<br />
<br />
1. Marcia Cross<br />
2. Kate Beckinsale (hmmm, british)<br />
3. Patricia Velazques (hmmm, south american)<br />
4. Tarja Turunen (hmmm, nordic)<br />
5. Muhammed Al-Saaf ( <a href="http://www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com/">[link]</a> )<br />
6. any pretty middle eastern belly dancer is a crush (hmmm, middle eastern)<br />
7. any j-pop singer (they all look the same) (hmmm, asian) <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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and that's it ]]></description>
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                <title>guess it is another small goodbye</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 07:16:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, my main thoughts will be moving to a blog > <a href="http://eperdidas.blogspot.com/">[link]</a> < it will be in portuguese, so I'm sorry to the international friends <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>42</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2005 07:59:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "The answer to life, the universe and everything else is... forty-two." - Deep Thought in The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy<br />
<br />
Well, I don't have the answer to life, the universe and everything else, but after a whole lot of years thinking (close to 7 million years), I am quite happy with the "enlightenment" I have achieved. Believe me, I understand the problem, but I don't have an answer.<br />
<br />
I am willing to write an essay about theology and metaphysics, but it will require loads of concentration. stay tuned. ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Humpty Dumpty</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 09:38:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The time always comes to say goodbye and I don't even know why. Sometimes doing everything to save everything doesn't save a flower from dying. the flower being a love or a friendship.<br />
<br />
evoking Aimee Mann's lyrics from Humpty Dumpty:<br />
<br />
All the king's horses and all the king's men<br />
couldn't put baby together again<br />
All the king's horses and all the king's men<br />
couldn't put baby together again<br />
<br />
that's how I feel right now. ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>lights, roll, action!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 11:52:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ back from vacations. At first I was quite reluctant to go to the interior of Portugal, but then it turned out to be quite a good time, away from everything that turn men and women mad.<br />
an unique experience and a chance to grow up once again.<br />
"what happened?" you ask. Well, nothing happened, I was just away from my shitty life and I must say, I came back renewed. Cleaner mind for sure.<br />
My brother let me cook rice and do a lot other things that I usually cant do at home. gastronomic liberty is a thing that I love and I dont have at home, because my mother is a control freak.<br />
I could understand a bit of housework and I think I must be grateful for my mother about how she manages our home, for I've seen how difficult is doing what she does, and it looks so effortlessly.<br />
<br />
On the other hand, I started to desire even more my independence, which is the negative part of my insight. Not negative, but annoying at this moment, because I can't get it from today to tomorrow. It will take time and patience is lacking. Patience should come in cans which you could put on the fridge and open when needed.<br />
Anyway, I've got some strenght to do a trick or two, and come back to my real life. Expect one or two 3D works in a near future as a way to expel old deamons.<br />
<br />
I should say that, at this moment I don't hate anyone. If I did anything wrong to any of you, this is the moment to tell me. thank you. ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>sugar horse lives inside like a friend in need</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2005 17:06:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ in need of a real friend... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/invisible.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":invisible:" title="Invisible" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>The Silk Road</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Aug 2005 15:52:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ looking a bit over the babylonian empire, I've came across a very interesting article about the Silk Road. As you all may know, before portuguese navigators found a route to the Orient by ocean in the 15th century AD, that route was made by ground in what was called the Silk Road. And it seems that course is as old as the 10th century BC.<br />
<br />
Around 538 BC (if my memory is not failing) the Babylonian Empire was capture by the Persian King Cyrus, the Great. This king sent the captive hebrew back to Israel, but many of them, instead of going back to their motherland, remained in the Persian Empire and became traders in the Silk Road.<br />
These people carried with them religions from the mid east and early judaism to the most oriental countries, india and china. Thereafter, in the 2nd century BC, budhism started to spread, and its main spreading course, was precisely the Silk Road. Many people and traders along the Silk Road actually started to learn many diferent languages and became familiar with the religions as a better mean to reach other traders and win their life. Actually the largest religions known today may have been impelled by the Silk Road traders.<br />
<br />
It is also known that the sorrounding empires (Persia, China...) could have lived without the Silk Road market. They were trading luxury goods, but the journey was so long and dangerous, that in fact, economically, those empires didn't need the Silk Road traders to survive. It might have enriched some traders, but it wasn't needed. <br />
<br />
I believe the Silk Road existed not only for a economically purpose but also for a religious and social purpose. I always thought that the similarity between most of the religions was something transcendental, but in fact it is not. There are much similarities between these religions, and many, now dead, smaller creeds popped out from these traders. <br />
<br />
I really find this most interesting ^^ ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>right... - part 2</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 16:41:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ on my last journal vampir had some interesting insights which I will post here:<br />
<br />
vampir wrote:<br />
<br />
we fail to communicate i think and love is not enough one needs to hear and understand the other person and also express themselves.<br />
we are all hurt and it takes so much time to trust someone again with an open heart but also we are unaware of ourselves and that makes things worse i think.<br />
we live our relationships as we see on tv, we feel as they tell us to and there starts our ruin..<br />
<br />
xeoncat replied:<br />
<br />
Communication is the foundation of Love. Comunication > Trust > Respect and I think it is necessarily by this order. There is no point in basing any relationship on communication if just one of its elements do it, while the other falls into some kind of selfish silence. If we are unaware of ourselves, then we need someone to see us for ourselves, and for that is needed communication.<br />
What are we all afraid of, after all?<br />
<br />
vampir replied:<br />
<br />
i know what we are afraid of..<br />
we all think we are these perfect creatures without any faults or failures. as long as one keeps their silence they go on being "perfect".. the more you communicate the more you realize you have your faults and that you are normal just a face in the crowd.. humans like to be unique, like to think they are unique and like to have power<br />
we are afraid of losing control<br />
<br />
that's what i think<br />
<br />
xeoncat replied:<br />
<br />
I believe you are right and most people think that's what love is all about, about The One! The one person that is "flawless"! But it's obviously wrong. there is no such creature. And believing in love, knowing this is true, makes me feel a certain liberation from immaturity that is quite stuck all over our society.<br />
<br />
I am very communicative to the people I love. If that determines I should never be loved, because they think I'm flawed, then I prefer to be alone for the rest of my life instead of living in a lie. ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>right...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 12:31:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it is a good thing that very few people read this journal, for I will reveal today the very secret of relationships in a nutshell. based on the account of 3 different couples(a very scientific approach indeed). For this, I will recreate a 10 year relationship in a IRC conversation. I'll add [[]] when I'm making a comment.<br />
<br />
1st year<br />
<girl> hi, I've got myself a new friend.<br />
<boy> oh yeah? who is it?<br />
<girl> its you.<br />
<boy> great! you're a very cool friend too.<br />
<girl> you're like no one else I've met before.<br />
<boy> you rock \m/ I think I love you<br />
<girl> lol [[meaning: she loves him too]]<br />
<br />
2nd year<br />
<boy> look girl, I really love you from the bottom of my heart.<br />
<girl> really?<br />
<boy> yeah...<br />
<girl> I'm sorry, I love you like a friend and nothing more. [[meaning: she loves him too]]<br />
<boy> omg, what have I done?<br />
<girl> you've done nothing. We're going too fast [[two years its really a "short" time]], It just doesn't work... but we can still be friends, right?<br />
<boy> right...<br />
<br />
2nd year and a month (a long month for the boy)<br />
<boy> I'm sorry, I can't be just your friend...<br />
<girl> why is that?<br />
<boy> because I love you.<br />
<girl> you just want to jump on me, learn to control your feelings [[meaning: she loves him too]]<br />
<br />
2nd year and two months<br />
<girl> boy, boy, where are you?<br />
<br />
10th year (they bump into each other somewhere on the gloomy cyberspace, and I should say those were some 8 long years for our loving couple)<br />
<woman> you shouldn't have left me just like that...<br />
<man> really?<br />
<woman> I love you, I always did.<br />
<man> well, I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore and my dog just died, I have to make him a funeral...<br />
* man has quit IRC (connection reset by tear)<br />
* woman has quit IRC (connection rest by tear)<br />
<br />
hope this should shed some light to all of you out there. it has been a lot of hardwork, emotionally speaking, in these last years. studying some specimens gave me a view of how interesting humans act. pride is also shown by men, but feminine pride is a lot stronger and, I should say, blind. Sometimes this resembles much like a war between two countries who want to conquer each other and no one will ever accept diplomatic terms. Following blindly our philosophy of conquest, hurting others and ourselves, even doubting if others were speaking the truth, because someone else hurted us before.<br />
I'm tired of this, and I'm tired of seeing the same experiences everywhere I go. God please forgive them, for they don't know what they're doing. ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 06:09:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ thank you all for your support. it's most welcome <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Forgotten</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 18:13:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I feel just like God. Doing all the good to those who are near. Using my infinite benevolence and my infinite patience with those people who doesn't pay any attention to the wisdom I show to them. Comunication, Trust and Respect are the things that should govern any kind of relationship. But no, no one pays any attention. <br />
There will be a time that you will not have me around, and you will wish that you had loved me. In fact, I'm so tired of life that I don't know if I can survive another summer like all those I've been through. Leaving all this once and for all start to look like an option. I will fight with all my strenght, as I've been fighting until now, but maybe someday my step will falter and I can't even blame myself if it should come to that end, because those who cared, didn't cared enough to cover this strange void that consumes me. doing the greater goods will only bring me disgrace, but I can't be anything else than good and if you can't trust me now, you will not be able to trust me in death...<br />
<br />
enough of this suicidal rambling. other attempts have been made, but I survived. Guess that old voice that tells me not to do it, isn't as imaginary as I have thought first. Fabrication of my mind or not, "She" helps me in the times that all is lost. No real person ever hugged me as she hugs and no real person ever was so selfless as she is. She taught me to be selfless too to those people that I love, but I guess the world is just broken and no one can ever trust this kind of feeling. They forgot love...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>A Subscriber?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 16:37:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yey, I won a subscribe ^^ don't know why <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
<br />
here's the message of the day, I wrote it somewhere in a comment to a deviation:<br />
<br />
<b>"without a doubt, the feminine body is one of the most beautiful expressions of Godly aesthetics."</b> - XeonCat<br />
<br />
I know I'm a bit obsessed about body aesthetics... but I hope it's not a growing obsession.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Perfect Goodbyes</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 02:30:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ still about the War of the Worlds:<br />
I replied this to vampir and I think everybody who says WOTW has a bad ending should read it:<br />
<br />
"Humans believe in evolution, and if in fact, natural evolution goes as we think it do, It may appear some evil predator somewhere in our history, and it can be microscopic. Our race can be entirely wiped out by microorganisms, and that's where our power as dominant race of this planet ends.<br />
well. H.G.Wells showed us in his story how nature can be interesting, from the point of view of a super advanced alien specie. <br />
Interestingly, HGWell wrote WOTW a hundred years ago and still, it is a good warning to us."<br />
The end of the movie is the end of the book, and its the best end that movie could have. otherwise, the whole point of the WOTW couldn't be shown. (hope you weren't expecting swarzzennegger or stallone in lead roles kicking the hell out of the aliens only armed with a knife and a tuna can <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> )<br />
<br />
-----------------------------------------<br />
<br />
now onto my journal... <br />
forget wotw, breathe slowly...<br />
<br />
like life itself, death is not an end, but a transformation. And during life we suffer many deaths. So this is my perfect goodbye.<br />
I am quite the same since some of you first met me, but I feel myself growing and rising. There will be a time when I can drop myself in my savior's arms, because when I grow, I still feel that horrible void.<br />
<br />
When all the love of the world isn't enough to produce a bright light in our sky, isn't enough to bring the light from the inside of darkened people, when that happens I know it's time to say goodbye.<br />
there are no rewards in life and "The crown of my work" is "A life all mine to loose"<br />
<br />
Hope stills, like a blossoming tree, as I wait for another round in my eternal perfect goodbyes: a curse it is ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>de var of the vorlds</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jul 2005 17:38:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just saw War of the Worlds, and its just great ^^ I loved it.<br />
<br />
The incredible power of the insignificant humans in interesting, and the prespective of the original story from H.G.Wells is really clever. nice conversion mr. spielberg <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thumbsup.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thumbsup:" title="Thumbs Up" /><br />
<br />
A comparison can be established to ourselves within ourselves. How incredibly powerful is our insignificant body over our magestic mind. We can produce art, we can speak, we can communicate, we can formulate the most intriguing cosmological theory, but we cannot stop the power of us-matter over us-mind.<br />
<br />
do you think that when you feel love it's just a question of mind?<br />
I mean, love scares the hell out of me, it always gets me in trouble and dominates me until some tradegy happens.<br />
<br />
...this time I have to make things right... just this time please. ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Coming Back To Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2005 05:30:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, what can I say, I am <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/omg.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":omg:" title="OMG" /> back.<br />
<br />
I wanted to delete most of my deviations, to clean this up, but deleting almost eighty of them, one by one, is not my idea of a well spended afternoon. Anyway, I'll make some kind of graphic blog from here and if anything new comes around, I'll take you to my page.<br />
<br />
Please dont hit me on the face, I deleted all the messages on my watch. 400 Deviations, I mean 399 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /> I couldn't watch them all.<br />
I can say I'm a little different since last time I was here, and to tell you the truth I miss some of the lost friends: msa and margonica for example, wish I knew they were ok.<br />
I also miss some active friends <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /> <br />
<br />
hameed, kudos to you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> maybe I'm coming back to 3D real soon to kick your ass <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" />.<br />
vampir, my little turkish friend <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> I hope you forgive me because I have no time to see your travels and adventures <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
and of course, my little brothers rychas and manabuutena <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smooch.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":smooch:" title="Smooooch!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smooch.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":smooch:" title="Smooooch!" /><br />
<br />
cya around ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>On Most Surfaces</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 03:40:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The frost hits me in the eye<br />
and wakes me<br />
these are blury winters<br />
and I cannot see<br />
<br />
I walk into the with light of the snow<br />
when the sun comes<br />
I break it with my shadow<br />
which tells mes where I go<br />
<br />
The frost hits me in the eye<br />
and wakes me<br />
<br />
I am the snow falling down on you<br />
I tear up your face with my frost<br />
And make you run to somewhere warm<br />
When I come I see you get away<br />
I burst out about your emptyness<br />
<br />
The frost hits me in the eye<br />
and wakes me<br />
these are blury winters<br />
and I cannot see<br />
<br />
<b>The Gathering - On Most Surfaces </b> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 15:53:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ playing The Gathering - Monsters<br />
<br />
if you come  cloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooser<br />
I'll  shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow  you<br />
how it feels ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Reflection 2004 - I know the pieces fit</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 10:08:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Reflection 2004</b>: I know the pieces  fit<br />
<br />
Now Im really worried! To tell you the  truth, I dont remember how 2004  started, it was a really shity year.<br />
I feel very much like a fallen angel  (oh no, now youre going to call me a  wannabe gothic kid. Let me remind you  that this is not a dialogue, its a  monologue, and in a monologue the  feedback only happens in the end, so  just read, or dont read at all).<br />
The year started nowhere and ended  nowhere. I didnt get any job, Im  broke and I dont have a girlfriend  (the two things seems almost  inseparable, well, being broke and not  having a girlfriend). I spent two  months working on a 3D project for a  Design Contest(my Thorn DRK), I wasnt  even selected and I entered in this  downfall.<br />
The quest for redemption, this was my  years theme. I feel tired, I feel like  I dont belong to this world, like Ive  been put here for some evil reason,  nothing satisfies me anymore and I  think Im going insane. There were no  Vacations, Christmas, etc, whatsoever,  I just wanted to be free from this  wretched world.<br />
During my whole infancy and my  adolescence Ive been connected to a  religious organization (which I wont  reveal the name, and if you know which  it is, Ill ask you not to comment  about it), Ive been bound to it, they  taught me almost everything I know  about the bible, Ive followed those  ideals, I believed in them until the  day I realized that what I believed in  didnt existed, well, not in this  world, it was a whole utopic  fabrication, a dream that they teach  but dont understand, a spiritual  prison. In that bad dream, the truth is  twisted to fit in the all perfect  explanations of their reality. History  is tampered and books are  mistranslated, the true personification  of Orwells Big Brother from the book  1984.<br />
I dont know what struck me, but I came  to life, to get out of the bad dream  and realized the evil things Ive been  connected to. Ive freed myself but  weird things have been happening. It  seems that the universe is pursuing me  to claim some kind of payment. Nothing  is right, I cant get what I want, I  feel disconnected.<br />
<br />
There starts my quest for redemption.  Ive lost every friend I had in the  last few years. Im trying to force  myself to do good things, to help  people, to give them something, but it  just doesnt work, theres always  something against. I fight and fight,  but I die right in the starting grid. I  dont fight hard enough? Gaawwwwd.<br />
Im so selfish, I can blame only myself  for being like that. All my life Ive  been selfless, always helpful, but I  got tired of it, tired of not getting  the rewards I crave for. Is there  anything else to understand that Im  missing here? Am I too greedy to ask  for a reward?<br />
Subconsciously I seem to want to loose  everything, even at the edge of  success. I dont know how does this  relate to my past, but it doesnt make  sense. I know that my subconscious  thinks that I should loose everything,  that Im not worthy of anything. But I  dont know how to change that, maybe I  think too that Im not worthy of  anything, I havent been doing nothing  to deserve anything, its a gigantic  ball of snow.<br />
<br />
Ive also finished half of my book in  this year. Im not sure either if it  deserves publishing, its the better  thing Ive wrote so far, but that  doesnt mean its good.<br />
<br />
Ive also found the name of a  psychological illness that Ive been  suffering with since my 14 years old  (Im not going to refer its name of  course), its not recognized by the  clinical psychology community because  its very hard to track it and it is  possible to live an almost normal life.  But it exists, Im not talking about a  thing that I invented, it has a name  and in this year Ive came across  certain serious (serious = rare) texts  that allowed me to understand it  better.<br />
<br />
Ive been completely honest here. I  sincerely hope you understand that 2004  was a particularly difficult year to  me, and it will continue to be  difficult until things settle down,  until redemption is achieved. Ive said  It started nowhere and ended nowhere  but actually, a lot changed, I meant  that I dont have anything to hold on  to, so I belong nowhere. As I said in  the last years reflection text 2004  will be a turning point and it was,<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
 I just dont know where it turned to.<br />
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<br />
<b>The Music of my 2004</b>: <b>The Gathering   Even the Spirits Are Afraid</b> or <b>Tool   Schism</b><br />
<br />
<b>The Game of the Year</b>: <b>Prince of Persia:  Warrior Within</b> in ex-aequo with <b>Half  Life 2</b><br />
<br />
<b>Movie of the Year</b>: I havent saw <b> Phantom of the Opera</b> yet (by the way, I  loved <b>King Arthur (2004)</b>, So what?) ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>still around</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2004 03:37:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't been around much as you can  see. But I'm still alive and kicking.<br />
I am almost finishing the first part of  my book, stay tuned ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>erm</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2004 16:28:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Anybody from Porto is going to the The  Gathering concert at the Hard Club ? =/ ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>new site</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2004 15:15:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a new site which is my webfolio  and my curriculum. It's in portuguese,  but I'm planning an international  version. <a href="http://xeoncat.mafiacorp.org">xeoncat @ mafiacorp</a><br />
<br />
precious webspace provided by <a href="http://www.mafiacorp.org">MafiaCorp</a>  You Hit Us. We Hit You <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
webmaster: ~<a href="http://flipado.deviantart.com/">flipado</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>back in town</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2004 14:55:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ err.. well I'm back. I spent a week  without net, but everything is back to  normal now <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
except for the 100 Deviations, don't  count with a comment <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2004 14:56:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm quite depressed today, I thought I  would never feel this again.<br />
<br />
playing The Gathering - The Mirror  Water (live) ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>computers and EMP weapons for everybody</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 05:02:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ finally I remembered a dream.<br />
<br />
There was a scene at a supermarket that  I don't remember well, and I bought a  chocolate and two books. But I'll just  concentrate on the last scene wich  seems quite interesting.<br />
<br />
I was at home, and my father asked me  if I shouldn't turn off the power of  the computer. I asked why and I started  hearing rain and thunders.<br />
I pulled off the plugs from the sockets  and let plugged just one that I thought  it wasn't necessary (from a peripheric  probably), I got up and looked at the  computer. The monitor was turned on  with no signal.<br />
I pushed the button, but when I did it,  the computer turned on.<br />
- "I thought I unplugged it." <br />
<br />
The computer started and presented me a  very ugly windows (with 640x480  probably) it was so ugly that I thought  it was in safe mode (lol). I said to my  sister that was in the same room that I  unplugged the computer but I was still  working.<br />
- "That's impossible." - I looked at  the sockets and saw the one plug I  didn't disconnected and I concluded  that this plug gave power to the  computer. (see notes)<br />
<br />
I started browsing start menu and I  don't know what happened, It started  showing me 'drawings' of mine. Now, I  don't have these drawings in real life,  and I remembered them so well, that  they must have been drawn in another  dream.<br />
Now my sister, my brother and a friend  of my brother were seeing my drawings.<br />
<br />
The most peculiar one was one of a  destructed city, there were columns of  smoke and soldiers walking around. In  first plan, there was a destructed  building and a big blue thunder  striking the ground and opening it. <br />
The other drawings include drawing  theory, like the placement of things in  a comic board and the lighting. there  was a drawing of a dragon fighting a  guy to show the lighting, but the  shadows weren't finished. It was so  strange, because I knew I already saw  those drawings. there were ungly  sketches from the dragon. there were 3  sketches of the guy fighting the  dragon.<br />
The first sketch was so badly drawn  that I laugh to myself that it was  stupid.<br />
Then I came back to the first drawing,  the thunder.<br />
<br />
they asked me what was the thunder, and  I knew it was a weapon.<br />
- "It is a EMP weapon that russians  like to use."<br />
For moments I started seeing the troops  moving scatered and then a full  battallion appeared running(I don't  know if it were soldiers of civilians).<br />
My mother woke me up <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /> now that things  were starting to get warm <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
<br />
NOTES: the moment of the socket was the  moment for a Reality Check, but my  subconscious excused the working  computer with the last plug that didn't  look like a power plug from a PC Tower  at all. I was confortable with the  answer it was given to me. why didn't I  doubted the last plug? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>today's dream</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2004 05:04:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ there was a dream today, so complex and  so strange that I only remember  fragments of it.<br />
<br />
there was a teleporter - a portable  teleporter(and the strangest was that I  knew the teleporter from somewhere  else). the object was a round disk (you  could handle it in the hand) with a  wire, probably to electricity. There  was some weird scene that I don't  remember where I walked around my home,  but then I got back to the teleporter  and I teleported, lol.<br />
<br />
I really don't know where I was, but I  know there were very long stairways  going down, I was probably a very large  tower or a excavation. there was light  over some of the stairs, but most of  them were in the dark.<br />
I know I found people and creatures  with different characteristics. <br />
In the last scene, me and my new  'friends' were in a tree and thinking  about how to pass by the enemies(?)  without being seen and there's nothing  else to remember.<br />
<br />
Notes: <br />
- very chaotic, thou I think I see some  pattern relating games/fantasy (again).  the tower could possibly be the  Underground Shaft going to D'ni  (referred in a Fantasy Book I read a  long time ago). the last scene can be  possibly taken from Ground Control 2,  but I don't play it for some time.<br />
- I remember one creature. a gorgoyle  sorrounded in a gaseous cloud. long  arms and very good in close combate.<br />
- If I keep writing these fragments, I  will probably get better scenes in the  next few days ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>yet another dream</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jul 2004 18:33:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'll write up another dream to you.<br />
<br />
last week of october 2002<br />
<br />
I was having classes and a girl friend  of mine (I'll omit the name here, lets  just say she worked at my school in  real life) was sitting next to me. I  was showing her my drawing in my sketch  book, but then she said she had to go  and went out of the room.<br />
After some scene I dont remember right,  we all went of the building, but I  thought I should show more drawing to  my girl friend, and I entered the  school building again.<br />
The reception room and the objects are  very realistic and are made of really  good wood.<br />
She was in her desk, but lots of people  were watching and I wanted to be alone  with her.<br />
<br />
A coleague of my friend asked me what I  was doing there and I gave some answer  I don't remember, but she was happy  with it. then someone sugested to go  out for a coffee.<br />
I sitted in a chair(near a shelf with  some kind of lab glasses) waiting for  everybody go out. Then I got up, but  some glasses broke and fell to the  ground.<br />
<br />
I thought: "damn, must always happen  something." I turned to catch the  glasses and I turned again, but my  friend also had disappeared.<br />
I thought: "no, this can't be  happening." I turned several times and  she appeared again, I was relieved.<br />
- "Want to see some more drawings?" - I  asked<br />
- "Of course." - she said smiling<br />
<br />
I sitted next to her showing my sketch  book (some drawings I never saw). I  remember this was a perfect moment, I  was in peace (that didn't last long).<br />
I turned the page and I saw a drawing  of three men(3 special operations  soldiers with gas masks) sitting around  a fire. I don't remember this dialog,  but I remember I had to excuse myself  because it was a belic drawing, and the  other drawings were more peace-like,  nature and such.<br />
<br />
After something I can remember, I had  to went out of the building, leaving  her alone. I was walking in some kind  of chinatown (typical chinese lamps on  the doorways and very dark ambient) and  when I reached the hearth of this place  I decided to go back again to my friend  (may be related to the feeling of being  unsecure here), i turned to a detour  (lol), a very dark alley.<br />
<br />
a tall blonde girl was walking in front  of me (in this alley), and when I  noticed her hair, she turned and said:  "NOT THE PURSE! NOT THE PURSE!"<br />
and extending the arm, something got  out and made a metallic noise when  hitting the walls. It was a small bomb,  I ran and screamed loudly then I  slipped and fell to the ground.<br />
<br />
I woke up paralysed during 1 or 2  seconds.<br />
<br />
Notes:<br />
- when my friend was sitting next to me  in the 1st scene I could ask myself if  it was real or dream(RC), but I  concluded it was real, because all my  friends and schoolmates were there,  everything looked normal.<br />
- The wood was breathtakingly real<br />
- I controled the dreamworld when I  though "this can't be happening", the  girl reappeared again<br />
- I never saw that blonde in real life.  I had 3 times this scene and I escaped  the bomb in the other two<br />
<br />
2004 addon: the third was the last time  I had the scene of the bomb, I still  don't know who is the blonde. the  metallic sound is the bomb of the  alternate fire of the Enforcer in UT  2003 Computer Game ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>OPEN UP YOUR MIND</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2004 14:57:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OPEN UP YOUR MIND<br />
<br />
<br />
OPEN UP YOUR MIND<br />
<br />
<br />
OPEN UP YOUR MIND<br />
<br />
<br />
OPEN UP YOUR MIND<br />
<br />
<br />
OPEN UP YOUR MIND<br />
<br />
<br />
OPEN UP YOUR MIND ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Questions</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2004 07:14:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ABOUT YOU <br />
Your full name:: Pedro Filipe Teixeira  Miranda<br />
Age:: 22 <br />
Height:: 1.76<br />
Natural hair colour:: Black<br />
Eye colour:: Brown<br />
Number of siblings:: 4<br />
Glasses/contacts?:: glasses<br />
Piercings:: Nope<br />
Tattoos:: Naa <br />
Braces?:: Niet<br />
<br />
FAVOURITE <br />
Colour:: Dark Acqua Blue (0%R 50%Green  50%Blue) <br />
Band:: Curve<br />
Song:: At this moment Nightwish - Ghost  Love Score<br />
Stuffed animal:: stuffed? NONE! I hate  when they are stuffed<br />
Video game:: a LOT! but I would say...  Neverwinter Nights or Knights of the  Old Republic<br />
TV show:: I don't watch tv, only at  dinner time, so my favourite would be  the News<br />
Movie:: that's difficult... Matrix?<br />
Book:: Myst: The Book of Ti'Ana<br />
Food:: Turkey Steak(sp?) (Panados  Recheados com Peru)<br />
Game on a cell phone:: Snake<br />
CD cover:: Leftfield - Leftism<br />
Flower:: Black Roses<br />
Scent:: Petroil<br />
Animal:: Wild Cats<br />
Comic book:: Spawn<br />
Cereal:: PUF!! e fez-se o Chocapic<br />
Website:: PSIPOG<br />
Cartoon:: probably Garfield<br />
<br />
DO YOU <br />
Play an instrument?:: not regularly,  but I know a little of Organ or Piano<br />
Watch TV more than 60 hours a week?::  LOL, make that 'computer'<br />
Like to sing?:: Yup<br />
Have a job?:: Nop<br />
Have a cell phone?:: Kinda (Nokia 3210)  it still works<br />
Like to play sports?:: I like,  sporadically<br />
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?:: Niet<br />
Have a crush on someone?:: Well... Yeah<br />
Live somewhere NOT in the united  states?:: Portugal<br />
Have more than 5 TVs in your house?::  Gawd, NO, there's only one<br />
Have any special talents/skills?::  Imagination<br />
Excercise daily?:: Not much (well, not  at all)<br />
Like school?:: I Hates Them<br />
<br />
CAN YOU <br />
Sing the alphabet backwards?:: Yes, not  fast thou<br />
Stand on your tip toes without wearing  shoes?:: Yeah....<br />
Speak any other languages?:: Portuguese  and English fluently<br />
Go a day without food?:: Yes, if the  situation requires<br />
Stay up for more than 24 hours?:: I  can, but I never do that<br />
Read music, not just tabs?:: I just  read the tabs<br />
Roll your tongue?:: Not much<br />
Eat a whole pizza?:: Hmm Yes =]<br />
<br />
HAVE YOU EVER <br />
Snuck out of the house?:: Nop<br />
Cried to get out of trouble?:: Yes, I  think<br />
Gotten lost in your city?:: Yes<br />
Seen a shooting star?:: Yep<br />
Been to any other countries?:: nop... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /><br />
Had a serious surgery?:: No, but had  surgeries though<br />
Stolen something important to someone  else?:: I don't remember<br />
Solved a rubiks cube?:: No, I never had  one<br />
Gone out in public in your pajamas?::  Noo...<br />
Cried over a girl?:: erm, not. I cry  for them, not over them<br />
Cried over a boy?:: nop<br />
Kissed a random stranger?:: Nop<br />
Hugged a random stranger?:: Niet<br />
Been in a fist fight?:: Nop<br />
Been arrested?:: Never<br />
Done drugs?:: Nop<br />
Had alcohol?:: Yep<br />
Laughed and had milk come out of your  nose?:: nop. but it happened once with  a grain of rice <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/crazy.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":crazy:" title="Crazy" /><br />
Pushed all the buttons on an  elevator?:: lol, never<br />
Gone to school only to find you had the  day off because of a holiday/etc?:: Yes<br />
Swore at your parents?:: Yep<br />
Kicked a guy where it hurts?:: Not that  I remember<br />
Been in love?:: Yep<br />
Been close to love?:: Yep<br />
Been to a casino?:: Nope, why do casino  attract people anyway?<br />
Ran over an animal and killed it?::  Nope<br />
Broken a bone?:: Nop<br />
Gotten stitches?:: Yep, once, 4  stitches on the head, I hit a wooded  trophy stand, guess I was born to win.<br />
Had a waterballoon fight in winter?::  Nope <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
Drank a whole gallon of milk in one  hour?:: I like milk, but I never drank  that much. I would prefer water <br />
Made homemade muffins?:: Nop<br />
Bitten someone?:: Nope<br />
Been to disneyland/disneyworld?:: Err..  no<br />
More than 5 times?:: Niet<br />
Been to niagra falls?:: Nein<br />
Burped in someones face?:: lol, never<br />
<br />
<br />
WHENS THE LAST TIME YOU <br />
Brushed your teeth:: Yesterday<br />
Went to the bathroom:: Yesterday<br />
Saw a movie in theaters:: a long long  time ago <br />
Read a book:: a very long long time ago<br />
Had a snow day:: never, in Porto never  snows in the proper meaning of the word<br />
Had a party:: I don't remember <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> <br />
Had a slumber party:: never<br />
Made fun of someone:: Last week <br />
Tripped in front of someone:: hmmm, I  don't rememb... ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Nazis, English and Renassaince French</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jun 2004 10:58:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ After speaking about dreams with my  friends, I decided I should restart my  dream diary and get on with my old  lucid dream research. I only had one  lucid dream (on purpose) that I  remembered, but while I wrote all the  dreams in a diary I had some fantastic  non-lucid dreams.<br />
<br />
check this non-lucid one for instance.  I forgot to place the date, but it is  somewhere in 2003<br />
<br />
"I was in a old road, running toward a  hideout in some bushes waiting for a  battalion of the enemy(nazis), when the  last man passed, I ran to him and stole  his weapon. I ran away very fast, they  were throwing grenades but I could  manage to deviate and survive. I  reached my very small home - small  wooden room with a window.<br />
I picked up the sniper and looked at  the sorroundings. It was a dusty  scenery, there was a house far and  there was grass near my home.<br />
<br />
there was a man looking at me with  binoculars. I shoted him and gradually  more enemies started to show up. I  noticed that now I was in the 2nd floor  of a big house and my room was some  sort of closed mezzanine("varanda" in  portuguese), there was one window on  the front and one each side.<br />
They kept coming and I kept shooting  them(lol), but now the army was mixed  between english and french. there were  horses that I shot down too. The army  looked like those of renassaince.<br />
The French leader stopped in front of  my house, but the english one was  actively trying to kill me.<br />
In between I said some jokes(I dont  remember).<br />
<br />
then a voice(?) said that maybe I could  change the french mind, but not the  english.<br />
I ignored this for a moment and when I  tried to shoot the next man, my scope  and trigger got broken.<br />
the english threw me a grenade, but I  picked it up and threw again down  there, I heard the explosion but I  didn't saw if it caught anyone.<br />
The english leader went back, a little  far from my home.<br />
<br />
Finally I could talk in peace with the  french leader.<br />
I made a very touching speech (I can't  remember right) that ended with :  "don't you have pride in being french?"  (LOL)<br />
The French agreed with me and the  English also accepted peace, seeing  that the French also made peace with  me.<br />
I came out and they destroyed the  bottles(see notes)<br />
<br />
NOTES: I had this dream twice in this  night. the one I wrote is the second.  the first one was smaller and I think I  died or got caught.<br />
outside of the big home there were  shelves with bottles of good wine that  were destroyed in the first dream  before the restart of the dream. the  second one was far more vivid. said or  written language is difficult to  remember.<br />
The music I had in mind when I fell  asleep was ADF - Enemy of the Enemy" ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>What Flows Through Your Mind?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2004 08:57:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it is now possible to buy a print of  the original version of Mindflow <a href="http://www.zazzle.com/contributors/products/gallery/browse_results.asp?cid=238919931839148566">HERE</a>  in three sizes: 29"x22" ; 20"x15" and  15"x11" <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>looool</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2004 17:45:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Physics is to Math what Sex is to  Masturbation" - Richard Feynman<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Escrituras Pe(r)didas Volume II</title>
                <link>http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/2449738/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2004 16:39:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Bemvindos a mais um destes boiões da  cultura da palavra escrita. Desta vez  vou abordar motores anti gravíticos.<br />
<br />
<b>Motores Anti Gravíticos</b><br />
<br />
Bem, desta vez vou ser bastante mais  sério e não, não vou falar do gato com  a torrada agarrada às costas do pobre  bixano(a multidão grita "mas funciona,  mas funciona"), eu sei que funciona,  mas aplicar esse tipo de motor é como  girar papeis com a mente, é engraçado  mas completamente inútil. E eu não  gosto de coisas inúteis... ... ...  colou a peta? erm.<br />
<br />
Foi anunciado na BBC News que a 'Boing'  anda a fumar droga e pegou nos estudos  dum russo sobre Anti Gravitação -  Yevgeny Podkletnov. Este senhor  descobriu em 92 a anti-gravitação por  fazer levitar um supercondutor cerámico  sobre imans a girar. Este efeito está  amplamente aceite pela comunidade  cientifica em geral e reduz o peso da  peça cerámica em 2%.<br />
A principio ninguem acreditou na treta,  os paparazzi do Sunday Telegraph até  publicaram um texto antes dele sair e o  man mandou retirar o artigo.<br />
<br />
A Jane's Defence viu alguns dos  documentos do projecto da ekipa da  Boing Boing chamada Phantom  Works(orientada para propulsão sem  combustivel), documentos do projecto  GRASP e disse que foi demonstrado que  um raio(?) com 10cm tem a habilidade de  repelir um objecto a 1 kilómetro de  distancia.<br />
<br />
Para complementar, a NASA tentou imitar  ao fazer a cena da experiencia com o  supercondutor de cerámica e num  conseguiu, lol. tonis do crg. ainda  bem! assim num temos os tonis dos  americans a meter o bedelho onde num  devem e a dizer que fazem e acontecem  (perem lá... a Boing é american? X_x).  e o Dr. Podkletnov num está a trabalhar  directamente com a Boing. Mas a Boing  Boing, tentou contactar directamente o  Dr. Podkletnov porque num percebe um  corno de superconductores... e  imaginem, Moscovo bloqueou todos os  contactos com o cientista para impedir  que alta tecnologia russa vá parar às  mãos dos americans.<br />
Pelos vistos a BAE e a Lockheed Martin  tb andam à caça do oiro boador.<br />
<br />
Todos os trabalhos que se desenvolveram  neste campo devem-se em primeiro lugar  a grandes mentes do século XX e que não  tiveram aceitação nenhuma como Townsend  Brown e Tesla(que teve excelentes  trabalhos que fizeram a ciencia dar um  salto).<br />
<br />
Eu podia tar aki o dia todo. Mas achei  interessante ao facto dos tovarichs  bloquearem os narizes longos dos  americans, e acabei por chegar à  conclusão que num sei se isso é bom ou  mau. Por um lado, num temos os  americans a falar da sua supermacia  intelectual, por outro, num temos boa a  gente a trabalhar junta e a meter isto  prá frente <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> (sinceramente num sei o que  é que é melhor, até porque esta tech da  pra fazer umas armas muito potentes).<br />
Enquanto num é realidade... fica aqui o  sitezinho <a href="http://www.aeronautics.ru/archive/gravity/gravitsapa.htm">Anti Gravity Resource  Collection</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Escrituras Pe(r)didas (Volume I)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2004 11:51:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ então é assim... vocês vão pela  esquerda e eu vou pela direita e vou  tentar matar o da ponte... ups, num era  este arquivo <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /><br />
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<b>Escrituras Pedidas I - O Paradigma da  Torrada Invertida</b><br />
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Com tanta torrada queimada que vai por  esse mundo afora decidi inaugurar as  Escrituras Pedidas com o velho  paradigma da torrada invertida, isto é,  a torrada que cai sempre com a manteiga  para baixo. Pois, eu hoje vou-vos  revelar, meus caros leitores, a  verdadeira história da Torrada  Invertida.<br />
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Ze American Farwest - 1810<br />
Um cowboy feio, porco e mau, com barba  a crédito por 30 dias(não tinham  inventado a rebarbadeira ainda), entra  no saloon e pede ao barman meia de  leite e uma torrada bem quente, só com  manteiga de um lado (que o cowboy feio  porco e mau curtia morfar o pão de  fôrma com manteiga só de um lado).  Quando aquele belo pequeno almoço chega  em bandeja prateada, o gaijo pega na  torrada e vai a abrir a boca mas deixa  cair a torrada. O rectangulo apetitoso  cai com a manteiga para baixo. Foi uma  gargalhada do carago. Mas o Murphy...  esse não se riu - o Murphy era um índio  'assimilado' pela cultura americana e  que todos os dias parava no saloon - O  man, para mostrar que é macho, pega  outravez na torrada do chão, vai a  abrir a boca e deixa cair uma segunda  vez. A torrada cai com a manteiga para  baixo, sujando os tacos de madeira do  chão do saloon. O people continuou às  gargalhadas menos o Murphy que estava  lá no canto na dele.<br />
- "Porra! Eu já peço manteiga só de um  lado que é por causa destas coisas." -  disse o cowboy feio, porco e mau.<br />
- "Sempre que uma torrada cai com a  manteiga para baixo, um Americano faz  merda. E a torrada cai sempre com a  manteiga para baixo." - disse Murphy  finalmente<br />
- "Sempre?"<br />
- "Sempre."<br />
<br />
Durante muito tempo matutei nesta  história, mas a sabedoria dos índios  nunca falha, e agora revelando o  verdadeiro segredo que me foi revelado  atravez dum 'elemento' amigo de um  'elemento' que é colega e irmão da irmã  que trabalha na casa branca, ele chegou  à minha beira e sussurrou-me ao ouvido:<br />
- "O Bush come torradas com manteiga  dos dois lados."<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> Eu pessoalmente acho que esta historia  tá uma bela merda, mas para primeiro  volume, acho que não tá nada mau. ]]></description>
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                <title>ramblings about the Force again</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2004 18:57:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been a little away from dA and  from commenting, there are times that  art doesn't appeal to me. It would be  risky to say that those times appear  periodically, but I have leads that it  happens periodically.<br />
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I am resuming my telekinesis training,  I stopped for a month and now I'm back  in training. Yesterday I shook a marble  during various moments but I ended very  tired that day, I must stick to  meditation and breathing exercices if I  don't want to end up with an energetic  burnout.<br />
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I think I have a stronger faith now. I  fully believe in the existence of the  Force, but I still don't understand its  functioning or what is its exact role  in the universe. I came up with 2  exquisite theories.<br />
<br />
<b>FIRST (1)</b><br />
Well, referring once more to my old  theory of the instatiation(copy) of the  universe, I said that our brain holds a  virtual copy of the universe(or things  around us). Those things we think and  we percieve and information about  people and objects, that all together,  makes a pretty complex universe inside  our brain(that's what I call the 'copy  of the universe').<br />
<br />
For example, when I refer to the word  'chair', I'm referring to it's concept,  I may even think about a specific  chair, but that concept is not the real  chair in the real world, it's a copy  modified by my own perception that is  being holded in my memory to be  accessed whenever I want.<br />
<br />
With this said, my point is: WHAT IF  the copy of the universe inside my  brain is a REAL universe? (obviously  different from the REAL universe we  live in). ASSUMING that the superstring  quantic theories, that claim that there  are zillions of universes that can  intersect and influence each other, are  correct. Then there is no problem to  say that our REAL copy universe in our  heads can intersect or influence the  REAL universe we live in. Thus  explaining telekinesis phenomenons by  intent.<br />
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confused yet?<br />
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<b>SECOND(2)</b><br />
this one is alternative to the first,  not completing.<br />
<br />
If God(s) created us at His(they're)  own image (like the beginning of the  Genesis book tells us). Humans have a  physical body, so when we want to do  something we use this body to execute  whatever we want... but is probably  secure to say that God doesn't have  this physical body, so His intent will  be made only by the action of the Holy  Spirit.<br />
Assuming that the Holy Spirit is the  active force that makes things happen,  or the intent of God, then I'm forced  to believe that the humans also have a  sort of Lesser Holy Spirit that is our  intent and what make things happen for  us. Thus explaining telekinesis and  whatnot sort of things, making things  happen by spirit, without the aid of  the body.<br />
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<b>THIRD(3)</b><br />
so you want more? ahah, my third  (alternative)theory says that every  single thing in the universe is made of  the same basic energy, if everything is  made of the same then there is no  difference between me and the rest of  the objects. with no differences I can  be the object and make it answer to my  intention of moving it for example.  well it doesn't explain anything, but  it surely looks cool.<br />
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<b>CONCLUSION</b><br />
Einstein once said that what really  matters is not the finding but the  search. That is tr00 because while we  search there is an objective and we  have necessity and the power to wonder  about almost anything to reach to an  objective. The mistery that lies beyond  ourselves is what moves us to search  and go on, if we suddenly found the  answers to everything we would die,  there would be no more objectives to  search for. I now know that the faith  plays a very strong part in everyone of  us, as if we were made to have faith,  to believe in things that we don't  understand and after putting the faith  in our hearths and minds we can see the  things happening in front of us.<br />
<br />
I think that if I knew how the universe  and the Force works exactly I couldn't  have faith in it and I could never use  them anymore. Master Yoda sais "Do or  Do Not. There is no Try." Do something  or dont, don't 'think' you can do  it(Matrix?), just do it (Nike?), trying  is admiting the possibility of failure.<br />
Jesus Christ said to Peter when both  were walking over the water and when  Peter was almost reaching Jesus he  started drawing, then Jesus grabbed him  and said "You of little faith, why have  you give in to doubt?"<br />
<br />
It's far more easier to talk than to  execute it, because our subconscious  seems to cement over things that happen  in our earlier days of life: if we  passed our childhood seeing teaspoons  falling to the ground then our  subconscious will always have thi... ]]></description>
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                <title>X_x</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Apr 2004 14:51:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ UNIFIED THEORY OF THE UNIVERSE  CONSTRUCTION<br />
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1st - the universe has the shape of a  european soccer ball (is Figo god?  lol), seriously, it can be a  dodecahedron.<br />
2nd - our three dimensional conception  of the world is only part of the  surface of the universe ball.<br />
3rd - like every ball, if you part from  somewhere and go in straight line, at  some time you will reencounter the  place you departed, but at a diferent  time.<br />
4th - There are infinite physical  constructions above and below the ones  that are known to us < fractal theory.  meaning that our universe can be a  particle of a greater universe and our  particles can be universes themselves.<br />
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well, just kidding. the only point that  I would like to be serious about is  point number 2. ]]></description>
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                <title>stats ^^</title>
                <link>http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/2089683/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2004 14:41:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi xeoncat,<br />
Your 76 deviations were viewed 15,704  times, with 3,078 fullsize views.<br />
Overall, people left 865 comments and  added your deviations to their  favourites 87 times.<br />
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1 Favourites were given for every 10  Comments<br />
Every 12 days you upload a new  deviation, and you uploaded 21% (16) of  your deviations on Fridays, while your  favorite time of the day during the  week to upload is at 10 PM with 12  deviations.<br />
Your busiest month was August 2002 with  7 (9%) deviations.<br />
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                <title>Cotton Candy Liberty</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 06:59:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ playing <b>Curve - Cotton Candy</b><br />
<br />
Suck my time, my energy <br />
You can be the enemy<br />
<br />
Cotton Candy Liberty(2x)<br />
<br />
You're in charge of all you see <br />
But it isn't me that has to believe <br />
So save yourself instead of me <br />
Show me who you really are <br />
<br />
Cotton Candy Liberty(4x)<br />
<br />
I'm not surprised at who you are<br />
Maybe we could go really far<br />
Cos I'm living in a place<br />
You don't understand<br />
I'm living in a space<br />
That you don't command<br />
Playing out my life<br />
Free from harmful thought<br />
Looking right and left <br />
So I don't get caught <br />
<br />
Suck my time, my energy <br />
You can be the enemy <br />
<br />
Cotton Candy(4x)<br />
<br />
You're in charge of all you see<br />
But it isn't me<br />
Cos I'm living in a place<br />
You don't understand<br />
I'm living in a space<br />
That you don't command<br />
Playing out my life<br />
Free from harmful thought<br />
Looking right and left <br />
So I don't get caught ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>=]</title>
                <link>http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/1931605/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2004 06:18:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>listening:</b> Oratory - Beyond Earth<br />
<br />
Since I wrote the 3rd chapter of "March  of the Dragon - New Gaia", one tought  remained in my head for several days:<br />
<br />
"not peace... but union."<br />
think about the peacekeeping operations  in our world... they send in military  and diplomats. Well I don't, wouldn't  be easier to set aside differences? Is  it really necessary an extraterrestrial  attack or worldwide calamity to produce  real union in human race?<br />
<br />
well, even with an alien attack I don't  believe the humans would unite to make  one force. there would be the ones who  would give up at the begining, the ones  who joined forces with the aliens, the  ones who would hide(probably the only  ones who would survive) and the ones  who would fight for their planet. If  these people would be devided in equal  parts, only 1/4 of the humans would  fight for their planet.<br />
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NONSENSE <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>eXPeriences</title>
                <link>http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/1910922/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2004 16:02:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ listening: <b>Curve - Some Good Some Bad</b><br />
experimenting: pixel art, physics  simulations and character animation  with 3dsmax6, qi gong(chi kung)<br />
<br />
I accomplished yesterday my first  ragdoll simulation with 3dsmax. I sense  a very strong feeling of completeness  while I have done nothing really  important and probably no one gives a  damn about ragdolls and physical  constraints, but Its cool.<br />
the final animations has aproximatly 10  seconds and is a character taking a hit  from a box and falling from some  blocks, it's looks quite realistic and  very funny.<br />
<br />
A friend of mine is coding a 2d  downscroller game for presenting in a  demo scene party, I'm making the  graphics, it's really kewl to do pixel  art ]]></description>
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                <title>no mind</title>
                <link>http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/1876285/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2004 06:02:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mood <b>meditative</b><br />
playing <b>Ravi Shankar - Mahaa Mrityunjaya</b> <br />
<br />
"the men with the sword, the children  playing, the people walking, that's too  many minds."<br />
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----- N0 M1ND ----- ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2004 07:24:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ playing <b>Dead Can Dance - Cantara</b><br />
<br />
recommended old sound <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thumbsup.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thumbsup:" title="Thumbs Up" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title> =]</title>
                <link>http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/1778845/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2004 17:14:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need shleeeeeeeep buaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
                <link>http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/1774159/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2004 19:57:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I cannot find peace today...<br />
I need shields, anything said/done will  work, will work, will work... shields ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>The Force</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2004 17:45:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The Force is everything and within  everything, and binds all things  together ]]></description>
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                <title>speed kills</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2004 14:07:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ playing Bush - Speed Kills (The People  That We Love)<br />
<br />
I don't know what to write.........<br />
<br />
"The things we do to the people that we  love<br />
the way we break, is it something we  can't take<br />
destroy the world that we took so long  to make" ]]></description>
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                <title>memories</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 08:42:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ some memories haunt me from time to  time. I would say that I wished to  delete them, but I believe that  deleting bad memories is wrong and may  bring even more pain than the memories.  The greatest part of the human  reasoning is made according to  memories, bad memories may determine  precautions and actions that protect  oneself. Deleting bad memories can  bring some kind of frustration and take  away the experiencie you gained from  them.<br />
<br />
this concept can be extended. So I  believe that making hypnosis to change  something inside someone's mind may be  an error. Human mind is a system, and  if you change anything inside the mind  without acctually knowing what you're  doing, than be prepared for the answer  of the system trying to be balanced,  which can be rather unpredictable.<br />
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just ramblings... ]]></description>
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                <title>New Gaia (cont)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2004 07:10:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ check <a href="http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/1622701/">[link]</a> for the first part<br />
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<b>The Loss of Earth</b> (more than 7006 years  ago)<br />
<br />
They were already here... the reptiles!  The earth governments were corrupted by  empty promises of power coming from the  reptiles. And they governed behind  secret societies, the men obeyed to  them without questioning. It was the  start of the downfall of the Earth. I  don't know exactly what was the year or  month, it was so fast!<br />
The reptiles and their friends already  had bases: one in Texas, one in the  middle of Australia, one in the Gobi  Desert, one in England. Those are at  least the ones I know of. Then, they  parked their giant motherships in the  orbit of the Earth. Some people were  worshipping them, others were afraid  and told everybody that they have bad  intention.<br />
<br />
Then without any warning, they started  the attacks. Human governments  realizing what they have done, started  a scramble attack, but it was too late  and our technology couldn't withstand  that from the reptiles. So, some  scientists revealed hidden  technologies, which were concealed for  almost 100 years: to able to travel in  space with only electromagnetic fields,  no fuel, no engines. the body of the  ships were in metal all around and to  take off needed only an initial  electric charge.<br />
<br />
The ships were built but the reptiles  destroyed them with thousands of  settlers inside, when they were leaving  the orbit of the earth. The hope was  fading... but a small group of strange  characters emerged from secret places:  The Nordics. Tall men and women with  almost white eyes and blonde hair  appeared and delivered plans for a  escape, they seemed to know everything  about the reptiles.<br />
<br />
According to those plans, the  archeological site of Bayan Kara Ula in  China must be taken from the hands of  the reptiles which was done with many  sacrifices. Inside a tunnel in Bayan  Kara Ula there was a strange wall, the  Nordics placed some stones in pedestals  and with sunlight coming from the holes  in the cieling they started to tremble,  and the strange wall opened to reveal a  spaceship with thousands of years under  the earth. They got the remainder of  mankind inside the collossal ship.<br />
<br />
There were any visible way of  travelling out of this underground  hangar, but after the doors were closed  and the engines started, the ship  phased out of the planet without really  travelling, it was like a  teleportation! The Nordics were with us  and they were the key to mankind's  survival, but we lost the Earth and 2/3  of the people in it, including all my  family.<br />
<br />
After a while, we have reached a small  planet which we called New Gaia <a href="http://xeoncat.deviantart.com/journal/1622701/">[link]</a>  and a new history of mankind has begun.<br />
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<b>Journal of Jack Blake in New America's  Library</b> ]]></description>
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                <title>History of New Gaia</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2004 06:32:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ fast preview of a story I'm thinking in  start writing... still have no name  thou.<br />
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<b>History of New Gaia</b><br />
New Gaia is a small planet with a  stable atmosphere that makes the air  breathable, there is only one main  continent with very large plains and  very long canyons where rivers pass and  feed the earth from below, around this  continent which people call Flatland  with many islands of variable size  around, the biggest of them on the  north and south poles. There is plenty  of vegetation, the most peculiar tree  is the Layel which is the tree with the  longest roots of all, reaching several  hundreds of meters in depth, the  success of this specie is the  spear-like trunk that perforates  through the earth until it reaches the  surface. The land animals are mainly  herbivores, and the birds are mainly  carnivores. The most feared bird is the  Giant Guasterno, with its gryphon  appearance and with almost 5 meters of  span in his long feathered wings.<br />
<br />
	New Gaia has 2 very small moons and is  part of a system with only 2 planets,  the inhabited planet itself and a  deserted gas giant called Viacan,  similar to the long forgotten Jupiter.  The orbit of New Gaia is very low in  eccentricity around the Sirius Alpha  star, which is a bluish white large  star, which causes a very exotic purple  sunset and blue nights. Viacan,  otherwise, is more eccentric and a part  of its orbit its so distant from the  star that makes it impossible to  sustain human life. Viacan can be seen  from New Gaia every 304 gaian years (1  gaian year = 480 gaian days = 22  hours). Humans only established two  seasons: the Garthel and the Harthel.  Garthel is a warmer season and Harthel  is colder, the seasons change at day 1  and at day 240.<br />
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	Humans have landed on New Gaia and 600  years have passed. History of the older  Earth still lingered in humans minds  and a planetary government has been  established, and they lived in peace  for 2900 years, gradually the  corruption and crime took place and  various groups of people started to  claim independent lands for them. A  world war has happened once again. The  original ship that contained the last  breath of the Earth has been the  destroyed in selfish acts of violence.  Our specie was once again in danger, I  dont know how could we live so long if  we continued to destroy ourselves with  this fanatical fervor. Against all  odds, Technology and Society have  developed at a very fast rate in those  100 years of chaos. Year 3604th(Pioneer  Calendar) since the initial landing,  this year marked a new calendar called  Jupiter Calendar(1 JC). Good oriented  investigators, found evidence of  extraterrestrial life and the alert of  a near invasion made everyone much less  violent with their brothers in specie.  Peace making groups now flourished  everywhere in Flatland, the other  extremists and more violent societies  were thrown into the islands and were  called the Border Islands, free to do  whatever they want as long as they  didnt come to the main continent.  Finally, the continent ended with 4  large kingdoms:<br />
<b>	Kingdom of Sirius<br />
	The United Lands<br />
	Jupiter Reign<br />
	Kingdom of Chasmland</b><br />
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Peace was established once more and  they continued to improve greatly for  the remainder of the years, we are now  on 3402 JC(Jupiter Calendar). Minor  incidents happened every now and then  but nothing that could change the  course of humanity.<br />
	The average New Gaian at the present  day has the size of the ancestor  humans, but is less stronger, the skin  can be light or dark, most of the times  has a characteristic bluish tone, the  hair ranges from brick browns and  blondes to pastel greens or pastel  purples. Some scientists believe that  the people with green or purple hair  have an extremely developed mind. These  people dont need to be trained to  possess certain abilities like  telepathy or psychokinesis, they can do  it naturally since they born.<br />
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                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>Day of Reflections</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2004 07:29:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1 of January, the day of all reflection  (raytracings if you wish).<br />
<br />
As a result of 2002's managment  course... well there were no result at  all, the search for a job was  unfruitfull and I entered 2003 with my  parents inside my ears saying the usual  bla bla bla "you can't do nothing" , "the  computer is destroying your life" , "you  have to do something"... bla bla bla.<br />
<br />
well I can send the one-year course of  2002 down the hole because it didn't  help me find a job. My March of 2003 I  was already tired of searching  newspapers, then in April "Alquimia da  Cor" called me for a half-year course of  digital imagem production. I already  knew that these types of education  courses wouldn't take me to the  market... but I accepted it, It was  sponsored anyway, I had nothing to  loose. I met some people, older ones  than those I met in 2002. older and  more stressed (well they were all  unimployed). It was quite different,  not individually speaking, but the mood  of the whole, as if the class and the  teachers were one organism, it was  different; less playful, or at least  playful in a different way, less  healthy.<br />
I ended this course in October and  instead of searching for jobs, I  decided to make my own job. That what  I'm going to do aaaaaal byyyyy  myyyself, lol.<br />
<br />
I learned that the behaviour of a group  of indivuals is determined by the most  charismatic person(s) in that group. To  make a group harmony it is also  necessary cooperation of course, not  just charisma, but it surely helps. But  the charisma works for the good as it  works for the bad. things like sarcasm  is highly contagious, and it is not  good for a cohesive group.<br />
<br />
I could say that 2001 was an awful  year; 2002 was a goodyear(like the  tires); 2003 was a zen year, I didn't  do nothing, I watched, I learned, I  didn't do good things nor bad things.<br />
<br />
I forsee that 2004 will be a turning  year, decisive to my life. and I make  22 years of life. 22 had always been a  strangely familiar number to me.... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
till the next time ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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                <title>100 facts</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2003 13:24:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 100 facts about me<br />
<br />
01. When I was younger I made some bad  decisions.<br />
02. I don't watch much TV these days.<br />
03. I love Mushrooms.<br />
04. I love sleeping.<br />
05. I have Myst books.<br />
06. I once hit a trophy stand with my  head. 2 points stiched<br />
07. I love playing video games<br />
08. I'm attracted to women with broad  general culture.<br />
09. I read about supernatural things  when I wasn't supposed to read<br />
10. My parents don't care about what I  read<br />
11. I like felines<br />
12. I love insects<br />
13. I have black hair (one is white)<br />
14. I like good anime, but I don't see  much<br />
15. People are cool, animals are cooler<br />
16. I have changed a lot mentally over  the last years<br />
17. I like imersion baths<br />
18. I love to learn, but I hate schools<br />
19. I'd love to have a sword<br />
20. I'm intelligent, but I have medium  wisdom.<br />
21. I've never broken any bones in my  body.<br />
22. I have lots of secrets.<br />
23. I never go to bed before midnight<br />
24. I've lied, sometimes for good,  sometimes for bad.<br />
25. I love mankind, but I love some  women more than normal<br />
26. My cat is called Nisa<br />
27. I love fiction<br />
28. I'd like to be famous<br />
29. I am a wanderer<br />
30. I wear stylish glasses<br />
31. I'd like to be perfect<br />
32. I have potential for more<br />
33. Teachers dislikes me usually.<br />
34. My eyes are brown and deep<br />
35. I would like to have a personal  angel<br />
36. I like jeans<br />
37. I like to do peacekeeping between  people<br />
38. I can heat my hands by thinking in  them<br />
39. I hate big dogs who like to lick  everything in the way<br />
40. I don't like teen movies<br />
41. I'm a medium drawer, I wish I could  draw better<br />
42. I'm pure Portuguese (not pure  northern thou)<br />
43. I love dark wave and alternative  music<br />
44. I like pieces of art made with  strong meanings<br />
45. I love soup<br />
46. I can say some phrases from the  Matrix<br />
47. I can spin a piece of paper on a  pin with my mind<br />
48. I spend much time on the computer  (gladly, my parents don't do nothing  about it, they just ramble)<br />
49. I think much about the construction  of the universe and its inhabitants<br />
50. I dislike magic<br />
51. I love chocolate and cookies<br />
52. I am original most of the times,  but everything I do is based on what I  already saw<br />
53. I like to be ... different<br />
54. I'd like to have super powers and  be eternal (probably an elf)<br />
55. I wanted a home just for me<br />
56. I don't care about what happens to  people when they(or I) die<br />
57. sometimes I'm random, sometimes  complexity lies in chaos<br />
58. MAGIC COOKIES!!! (I invented a  recipe called that)<br />
59. I'm not egocentric really<br />
60. I love math and physics, I don't  understand half of what I should  understand<br />
61. I love to write<br />
63. I love bolognese spaggetti<br />
64. I have a dream journal (in which I  don't write for a long time)<br />
65. I like exercise but I'm too lazy to  do it every day<br />
66. My favorite color is dark aqua blue<br />
67. I like to wear long coats<br />
68. I love gloves<br />
69. My sleep is generaly restless<br />
70. I have problems in expression, the  best way to express myself is to write<br />
71. I sucked my thumb when I was little<br />
72. I should be doing something else  rather than writing this<br />
73. I am online a lot<br />
74. I like brainstorming<br />
75. I am virgin<br />
76. I'm too nice to hit someone<br />
77. I like to read, but I can't read  everything I see<br />
78. my subconscious is driven mainly by  resistence<br />
79. I dislike machism and homosexualism<br />
80. I live in a large family<br />
81. I love all my family members but  I'm too cold to express it<br />
82. I'm scared of mad humans<br />
83. I trying to develop a 6th sense,  which is unnatural in me<br />
84. I like portuguese history, I  dislike the current state of the  country<br />
85. I sometimes don't think at all<br />
86. I never excuse myself with the  actions made from others<br />
87. I wanted to be a super hero when I  was little (I still want.... funny,  heh)<br />
88. I like listening to the rain<br />
89. I believe...<br />
90. My hair short and most of the days,  straight<br />
91. I'm disorganized<br />
92. I don't like spicy food<br />
93. When I was a little boy, I was used  to talk to myself (insane)<br />
94. My brain can't conclude if I am  pretty or ugly<br />
95. I am very lazy<br />
96. I don't doubt from people, except  if I caught them doing something to  make me think that<br />
97. I like to mess around people's head<br />
98. I'm afraid of heights<br />
99. I'm very flexible (mind-flexible)<br />
100. I hate racists and sexists with a  passion<br />
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altered version of a stolen journal, lol ]]></description>
                <author>~xeoncat</author>
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