Archive for March, 2009

So…

My grandfather used to say that the best way to cure any cold, flu, etc was his old friend Johnny Waker…

He believed in that vehemently until the day of his death… Well… Until a bit before his death, as he decided to give up on his daily dosage before he got hospitalized… .

So…

I cought a cold… the sort of cold that rocks your soul and your being in from the core…  Strong enough to be unfairly acused to having a case of men-flu (seriously people… I am dying… I can see the light!!!)

I was so desperate I have fired up the following twit:

urbanvoxIs it to early for alcohol??? (Grampa used to tell me that whisky will cure any cold! I’m THAT desperate to get rid of it!)  about 3 hours ago from web

To my surprise I got a VERY big (and most helpful) response to it (those are just some of the replies I got…. hehehe):

1. quietestman@urbanvox whisky, honey and lemon with a but of warm water. Bleedin lovely38 minutes ago from TwitterFon in reply to urbanvox
2. spacebooth@urbanvox Technically its lunch now tho.about 2 hours ago from mobile web
       
3. quietestman@urbanvox stay away from the light, you have so much to live for!!!about 2 hours ago from TwitterFon in reply to urbanvox
4. nomine@urbanvox to taste I guess, make the shot up to third/half a tumblr, don’t want to water it down too muchabout 2 hours ago from DestroyTwitter in reply to urbanvox
5. spacebooth@urbanvox nope lemonade is illegal, has to be the real deal.about 2 hours ago from mobile web
6. nomine@urbanvox shot of whisky, hot water, spoon of sugar… that’s what my dad used to do, don’t know if it helps but it tastes nice about 2 hours ago from DestroyTwitter in reply to urbanvox
7. 
   spacebooth@urbanvox not if for medicinal use. as long as there’s honey and lemon involved yr OK.

So aparently, whisky can cure the comon cold!

Thank you twits!! I shall try all of them tonite!!!!!

That gives me an ide for a VLOG entry… hehehe…  Could be fun a good educational experiment!!

So… How about you??? Any Clever ways to get rid of a stinking cold???

zya!

Did you ever watch the movie How to Lose Friends and Alienate people? Well, I didn’t but if the title has to do anything with what the movie is about, I think they might have based the movie on me!

It wasn’t always like that tho… I used to be a people’s person. I used to have more acquaintances a than I could remember names and more friends than I could probably name.

Yes I did have a very closed circle of REAL friends, and some of them are still my friends today. Maybe not as close as they were before, but still when we speak it is as if time had not passed at all…

I think I miss having friend around me. I have somehow managed to alienate most of them for the past 2 years or so. I Haven’t spoken to some people that were like brothers or sisters to me for long long periods of time, I have shut most of them outside the loop of my life. Mind you, I have sort of alienated my brother and sister as well…

I think I’ve stopped believing in people… I actually think I’ve stopped believing in myself and as a consequence I began to think people stopped believing in me. I surprise myself every time someone comes to me for council… I surprise myself when people that are supposed to be leaders of a group of people come to me for counsel… 

Last Saturday was my Birthday and it took no one showing up to the party for me to start thinking… Well not really no one… my family did go and Marcio came along too. But I had a list of about 80 people  invited (Well… most I already knew they wouldn’t be able to come for one reason or other, like sime were going to be abroad on the day… ). The thing that really hit home was the fact that the people I was sure would come, didn’t come at all.

All and everyone had their reasons and I am not disputing that. I am actually not writing this post to incriminate any or them or make them guilty of anything…

This post is about me (kinda cliché uh… “It is not about you, is about me” … LOL! ).

There is a reason I feel alone most of the time… Intentionally or not, I’ve MADE MYSELF AN HERMITE!

At some point in time I cut off all relationships but my family and a few people I am still in contact with once here or there. And mind you, not even they know most of what’s going on in my life… how I feel… Hell know… God forbid they actually know some of the things that I feel… I have not come into terms with them… I won’t… I will keep on fighting.

 The worst thing is that you have no idea how easy it is to drop off everyone’s radar.

I gotta change that… I used to have friends everywhere, that so far as a know considered  me a good friend… Once upon a time I would die for my friends… Right now, deep inside I couldn’t care less…

And that hurts because is so unlike me. It goes against my nature… 

I care… too much…

I need to get off at he next station so I’ll also end this post before I make a book out of it.

But I’ll leave a question: How on earth do I gat back to who I used to be??? Have a I forgotten who I am???

What would you do???

Zya…

Did you ever listen for the night calling you to go outside???

I did… I’ve been hearing it for a while. 

I’ve been having these really weird cravings for my whole life… I have explored the night in NYC, in Sao Paulo, London, Portsmouth, Santiago de Chile, Santa Fe… well… the list goes on and on…

Night time just fascinates me… and I haven’t had time or the mood to explore it… to listen to it’s call for so long!

I used to lay down in the grass and look at the moon… to have long conversations with friends under the stars… I used to walk alone through the streets of Sao Paulo or New York and feel the smell of the late hours of night – or early hours of morning if you will – and feel the freedom that it used to give me… The emptiness of places that are so full of the human presence during the day…

I felt this call tonight… I had to open the bathroom window and breathe the night time air… look outside and take a peek at the iluminated and derk windows as people were asleep or going on through their business…

I had to look at the skyline and the fading red/yellow line of a sun that insisted to make itsel visible… even at 11pm… and it felt so great!!!

When the night calls you it calls you….

The same thing happens when the road calls you… I just love the journey… 

I remember travelling since I am a lil thing… I think I love more the journey than I enjoy arriving to my destination… It has always been like that.

I think I need to take the road again… I know I have roots now and I know I can’t just leave everything behind, but even if just for a week I need to get away… I ned to feel the thrill of the journey… I need to feel alive this way again…

When the night calls… when the road calls… you have to listen.

The only question is when will I  - be able to – do something about it??

zya!

Apart from the first day we opened the Meta Noia Cafe today mist be the day we had most moviment round here…

Does it have something to do with mother not being around giving orders and switching thing’s places and getting all desperated because this or that didn’t work as planed? Is it the fact that we’re getting more and more known round here (mind you, we still didn’t do any advertising per se… so horray!)??

We had a sunny day and with he sun out there my mood was also a lot brighter.

Hey even my 3G connection behaved a lot better! I didn’t get one disconnection all day! (yay) ah… BTW… BT will connect our internet hub on the 9th so we gonna go have proper internet here yayyyy!!!

I think I missed the sun… I might be tired of cloudy and gloomy days… No wonder the index of depressed people in the UK is so high….

I don’t know what it was so different today… but I like it! It inspires me… I feel a bit more like myself… I feel creative, and THAT is a hell of a huge difference from the past few weeks… months even… Not 100% yet, but it feels good to be me again!

Got a day off tomorrow… Whe do you do in one of those?? I kinda almost forgot what it was to have one… What do you do on those? lol

Anyways… customers at the door. and Vic is busy with mahjongg… so here I go… lol

Hey… come check the metanoia cafe!!!

zya!

The truth is the right now I have no idea….

I had it all programed and worked out in my mind. I wanted to be pro-active and wanted to be active instead of getting closed in between 4 walls…

I wanted the cafe to be a Hub for all sorts of people to walk in, have some coffee, to learn and to contribute, to do something new and to transform minds…

I WANT it to work like that… I don’t want to be a “church” in al senses of the word…

I want to be open to people, and not closed down in millions of little rules that limit what we can do when we are together.

I woke up so very positive… so anthused… so motivated…

And with a 2 minute call all that simply went down hill… 

Don’t take me wrong, the vision is still the same… and if I have to continue without my cover (my mother per se) so be it. I am tired of hearing how things were on the past, and how we used to do things… 

We are NOT who we were!

The fact is that we disagree is so many things… she wants a church, I want a hub (something not so closed) she wants to be a denomination… I want to tear apart this word and throw it to the winds! The word denomination separates people from one another… that’s how I see it… She wants a place where you sit and listen and well whatever you do inside a church building… I want aplace of learning… a place of sharing… and more than anything, a base for action.

Am I alone?????

Am I the only one that wants to have JC’s teaching as a life style and not as a bunch of rules that limit what we see and what we CAN DO???

There is no time for stoping and crying now… there is no time to feel small and alone… there is a not a lot to be said and there is a lot to be done… there is no margin for depression… 

I need help but if I have to, then I’ll do it alone!!!!

YHWH… I need strenght now… more than ever…

Let it be a begining and not how I feel right now… an epic fail…

I need to get out there… The structure is there… is laid… time to do something new… Meta Noia…

I am tired, overloaded, stressed and depressed… but ready or not, here I come…