The Hipotauro Hipólito

Hysteria
All together
Unbalanced
Picture of Chance
Earth of Voice
Eyes of Lust
International Myopia
And a Narrative of Water
Social Reading
Overwhelmed with fiction
Eden By Hipotauro



Reading By Hipólito
Argument By Hipólito
Screen: Hipólito
Voice over: Hipólito

 

Straight Ahead Tomorrow

There's this shelf
The Elf
And pull off
Cough

Then Clarisse
pull off
dizz

Than Antoine
Scream out
One

Than Jasmin
Slid on
Mean

Linn the usual
"Caprice"
Fizz


Than fly
Jam on
Cry

And Dick
Straight ahead
Death


And also fiction
Right here and there
Mission


Plus colors
Painted in white
As the draw light

On the site
Tom
Bite

Vincent
Buzz Tent
with no DNA
With a patent

That's my fair
Altogether
Care


Els

Symphony Of Crocks And The Poet

You're finish
The jazz man said
hey how are you man
nice to see you
It's my pleasure
the game pick 6 is over
cool

going home

See the paper
Write
the usual procrastination
that makes me
someone unwanted
put some jazz
and the usual

hope

not see him again but if
Hi how are you?
nice to see you
how am I finish?
A bullet in the head you know...
You give the choice

I don't really care
(we both think)

But I have this
What?

a Book from where I made the call and then
Send you somewhere in

between...the sunny sky
and

it's not really a book
that's an eBook
It's called the The Crocks Symphony
I hope you will make a song
With Marsalis and Jarrett
Thank you
The pick 6 is over
God bless you my friend
Some to you
So Long

Moral
Two mother fuckers waisting time and a Poet with his head flushing of their tormentor with natural Poet issues

SEM SENSO E BOM SENSO: Declaration on Religious Freedom, 11

SEM SENSO E BOM SENSO: Declaration on Religious Freedom, 11: “Like Christ himself, the apostles were unceasingly bent upon bearing witness to the truth of God. They showed special courage in speaki...

Pontapés De Esguelha No Neves

Ornamentos ensanguentados

Cornos loucos de ciúme

Bebidas naturais

Antenas quebradas

E putos abrutalhados

 

Pestilentos marginais sem cara

Pontapés do tipo gramatical

 

lick out the cam

 

canibais maitre d'  vazio

2 dentes olha...

esguio,

De esguelha

Andorinha, sua amante

Esta em Marbella

Jorge vai ao teatro

Com o pintas do costume  

Suares e Pinto

Dono duma fábrica de zinco para telhados

E outra de  semicondutores: arseneto de gálio, nitreto de gálio, sulfeto de cádmio, arseneto de índio

Em Rio Tinto

Depois na adega contam contos

E tudo se refere a vinho, cerveja, éter e semicondutores

Dirigem-se ao camião

Onde fazem queixumes de acelera

rodinhas tao direitinhas a que chamo naperons

segue-se o bordel

Gracinha faz anos

Gracinda e Biolo-Portuguesa

 

Celebram

 

E no fim acaba tudo

No hotel-bar alugado

Para a ocasião

Bebe-se

Cerveja preta nacional (ontem, Sábado a noite, esgotaram o stock original)

Depois vai-se trabalhando porque os bielorrussos são de tampa saltitante

Não vá um,

Jorge arranjar uma briga com,

Por causa de cerveja preta

Jorge que esteve aqui em 89

Arranjou,

A dar-me formação em material bélico e foi( fomos corridos a vassourada)

Isto depois do meu tratado Anti-War in and out

Jorge teimoso quis ensinar o seu b.a.b.a

A quem nao mais que ABBA*

Jorge que é dos mais prestigiados

-Nunca has-de saber o valor duma Colt- imagine-se!

Parti-lhe os queixos

Jorge da-me um nó tipo gravata

tomba

Mas o nó continua

Tombo

Beiços cuspindo sangue

Braço ao peito e dor

Somos gajos tramados

 

Em 99 escreveu um tratado de proliferação de Colt's tornou-se professor até,

Bielorrússia chamar

Continuou no ramo

Jorge que em dias de neve

Dedica-se como sempre foi

A trepar árvores

Nunca caindo

Não vá a vergonha essa,

Que não conhece porque sempre assim foi

Aventureiro do gelo

Seu amigo Suares e Pinto (Militante Activo SSBR e SIS)

Tratou de iliminar documentacao

Jorge que trata por tu,

Assange (e os referidos Serviços e companhia Ltd)

Jorge o Espião

Lusitano

Gitano, Cigano com costela Raiana

Sempre falou Romani

Adora draniki

Fala Iídiche oriental e bielorrusso

Vive entre Minsk e Novosibirsk

Mas sempre em parte incerta

Ou antes

Onde houver cerveja preta

Que tanto gosta de apelidar como Schwarzbier

Há quem diga que morreu em 88

Falso

Judas pereceu num golpe de estado.

 

não Jorge

Jorge como lenda subsiste(e o meu braço também)

O Impossivel é

Jorge de momento esta em Erevan

Se não esta

Lá estará

Jorge

Dedicado a família Cerqueira Neves e ao meu amigo Neves

Tudo de Bom para Vocês!
Obrigado (e Atenção nunca bebi. Abomino Vinho Branco só de ver fico ébrio e com mau vinho)

 

 

*ABBA Uma palavra palestino aramaico que é encontrado em três lugares no Novo Testamento para se referir a Deus-Pai by Louis Rushmore Gospel Gazette Online

 

 

The Repeated Subpoena of An Intrusive ThoughtWE HAVE PERMISSION AND THEY HAVE CENSORSHIP LICENSE

All days bring new magic

But every time harshness, conflict verbalisation is on
I feel relieved
An outsider has is dignity

The spell is the sky
a devotion
a good host
even a pleasant newcomer

Someone that is not invited
is not welcome

eventually family a couple of friends
that insist in show on
that's weird
and all those who leave phone massages
never never heard never read
insist
persist
never will against mine
the intrusive is that I don't give a damn and I mean it
eventually put the ringer off
eventually not

there's three phones
and three more
two are broken
like Pyrex glass
literally
and the others are available
eventually some rudeness
is good for both sides
relieves tensions
psychologist of sycophants
psychiatrist of worn out brains of greed
head shrinker of enlightened
the obtuse horny piss

the music is on
and so on

today i am listening - intrusive
Freddy Mercury
who in this world doesn't like him
praying
with Faith
that the most beautiful voice
the eternal voice
the last voice to be listen in what we conventionally call Earth
on the radio AM waves


tomorrow there's some kinky
I am kinky to the limits
when it cames to the unfriendly
I walk with a wolf side by side
in between injections with my
Grandfather


Dorothy Parker
I love her
Why?
nobody is more truthful

I miss Hess
But I have him all

Woody I prefer the writer than the filmmaker
he is the most laughable, comical writer I ever read
the filmmaker that women's love
the most true and false statement
that's kind of bias
but it's probably true

Although I don't know to many folks
here in Newark
that like is work
I believe that at least must 13 like his work

Tarantino another icon
I like it
But I prefer Rodriguez

Actually I don't have an idea what are people in
Cinema, Work, Studying, Business,Sex...Drugs
"Waiting for permission on the last basic need
Give me a break
POP POLITICS WITH LARGE AUDIENCE RATINGS
I WISH YOUR LIVE LASTS

130 YEARS OF MISERY AND AGONY


STRUGLING THAT IS A WORLD THAT IS MORE AND MORE USED
FOR PEOPLE THAT DON'T AND NEVER DID
ANYTHING PEACOCKS CARRASSED BY THEIRS INJURIOUS EXISTENCE
THAT WE HAVE TO RESPECT BECAUSE THEY GIVE US THE TOOLS AS MUCH AS
CENSOR, CORRECT
WE HAVE PERMISSION AND THEY HAVE CENSORSHIP LICENSE


Like every man that is a man
and a woman that is a woman

I am more into oldies
maybe that's why I was born old
almost ten months
causing incredible suffering
it was like that at the time

I like Ice cube
LL
And PIL
for the rage

Another spell
the plumber almost smash the gift of life
Supremacist
was latter fired
and still works
on live issues
isn't funny?

That's maybe why the extremes, have a disturbing effect
I am the doctor that I hate that almost kill me and give the gift of life trying to
that I use to pass by me and say
hello fight like a man
If i have the guts...
fight like a man!!!

and I am my Dad
always Resist
criticise not being stubborn
I admire my father
more than anyone else

but is not my nature when I see beauty or with a concept that nobody has besides
I see the unreal and real

when I see what I don't like


I am H2SO4,
pu
is my chaos and around

and Pb runs in may veins
by inheritance
but why am talking about myself
when the issue
start with icons, anti-heroes and bad guys
because I am partially that
and I can express it in another way
I hate and love intensively
a friend can become my worst enemy

because I don't know them
but a part of them
and meeting people deep
sometimes is harmful

and I had some icons experiences

some Icons that received their fare share

learning how to film and act

gave same some great moments

but also harsh ones
when somebody disrespect you till the bone
a camera flies all over

gosh scandal!


but happens
the unprepared
when the issue is dirty
unlike any other power,
politics
arise and fall so fast
and falling

I learn how to use a camera
to harm
when my only wish was
filming
I don't even care about the person
or the work

A professor in a conference talking about the harmful a newspaper can be

I couple of lords wounded with a camera
I fall but I will do it again
because I fall because of weakness
and the weak are now
in low tide
they eventually arise from the dust
but that camera that cost me 5 monthly wages and
broke an Iconic pup

and they will rise till
but I am certain
that wounds and a broken teeth were never forgotten
and if not used in a dream
was used with passionate madness
I regret loss
recently my heart was about to explode

I regret those I love, lost in drug addiction
But I am certain-and there are at least 10 persons that say - that I needed or use it for
and that is why I regret
because I don't need that to

what I don't regret is a single fraction of a second
in my live
all I do
I enjoy and even loosing I am winning
Even cleaning gutters that I sometimes do
I am an exclusive
designed to be me

I would to thank my readers for the
torment sometimes martyrdom that might be reading me on a daily basis
to all my sincere heartfelt gratefulness and recognition
for an arduous task that gave me so many hours of reflected
and thoughtless pleasure!

The Neatness Peace

Mean decided to make a war

Clean up war

As a member of the pro-wipe/org

Mean himself open an era

Of extreme Neatness

Around every single house-part there's

with no help besides his tools

shinning

But Mean was not satisfied

Mean wish everything crystal clear

Then

Invited first

paranormals

that fatally slide

Eventually a witch

But the light is so bright

And those like darkness

Then leaders of all creeds

slide over a crystal layer

and All fatally slide

And then

Bad souls and dust mites

They all go to heaven

PS:

Mean is dead

All the above all received attachments in their mails

And came to see the crystal clear house 

Mean forgot to mention the exorcist (that was known by Galamba, Padre Galamba)

He came too but everybody was dead

By slide

Mean was killed in a close neighborhood where he used to pass by and there’s this man in uniform that detained locals every time Mean pass through.

Mean left a letter. With this words he told me  it’s how it works. The remains we're given to charity saving lives.

The most shinning house became  an World Heritage Site and all creeds became one.

This was the storie based on the live of Orson Mean. Please respect the Soul as much as the man.

Privacy matters...that's why they don't give a damn-Orson Mean

Washed-out and "Indifferent” Over Calipsephobia

Apocalypse

Abnormal rage

Full of plutonium

Pu

Pu

Pu

Pu

Apocalypse

Nothing…

Creation

More empty than ever

Ruled by those

Who never born

However

Alive

With those Pre

Pre

Pre

Pre

All Gods raging against

Each

Each

Each

Each…

Perpetual Breathing of Universe

Obstructed

Clotted

By disequilibrium

To the black hole

Returning backwards

Playing by

Dehumanized law

Dehumanized conscience prison

Dust

Dust

Dust

Dust

Dispossess human souls?

The soul remains?

And remains, remains, remains

Clay

clay

Phobia

phobia

Phobia

phobia

 “…irrationally fear the end of the world.”

The same fear has the sky

That sparsely scares as much as enlighten

And fears the end in this unity

The night the enlighten mixed up sun light and rain thunder snow

Portuguese, Gaul, Spanish, Latin, and Spanish, Biblical Rib

That makes me “Similar to God”,” Like God”

But powerless as

Faithful

As a viewer of the gift of life

Always looking for

Happiness and enjoyment

Exhilaration

But disappointed and disenchanted

With my kind

Humans

And their individualism

but delighted with

the movie of my live

and the perfection that looking for

is no more than

that

Him

Her

Them

And we

Part of the imperfect

Dysfunctional

And are those prodigal

But in the Apocalypse

Even brainstorming it

Is a pain

My back hurts apocalyptically!

Bipolar forgets the equilibrium

Etymologically the concept of Bipolar Disorder might not be correct. (Bi)polar could be (Tri)polar. Hyper or Depressed but in all the nuances of the disorder there's the well-balanced  or equilibrium.

668

668
number
668
Superstition
UFFFFF
Cold Has
Buuuuuuuuuuu
Anarcisios
That's what I call it
If being that is superstition
Could be cruelty
Childish
But I am so
I am an Anarcisios
It's not that I don't know
But in my organized chaos
That's my
Acting on/off/out/within/
That's kin
On abnormal
Normal
668
That a long way
668
Far away from
If you please
That's a defective chromosome
That I don't Buy
Nobody buys it anymore


Proudly pass It

PsyFry

Tolerance
Passion
Poison
Fingers
Trash
You want Love
Respect
Balls
Pubs
Pumpkins
shadows
Kisses
Horses
Mary
You want pride
on what
that

Under the cool breeze We rejoice with the path

Going deep into the cool breeze

Staying away of the burning hell

Fast as making a Quiz

The troubles come and tell

Those off’s

Turn on

And mindless

Became square puffs

Though rough

Cash go through

Though laugh

Under the cool breeze

We rejoice with the path

Making and mailing

Our likes and dislikes

Putting privacy disclosed

We are failing

In the basics

That is our ceiling

That is bigger than we supposed

And the logic of tics

Is to understand our fights

Real unreal

That’s how everything is spit

We rejoice with the path

Thrown away

To redefine

Like a manipulative survey

What is the setting time

For pay day

That is no more than

Get a ticket

To give out

What let and left sky

The Amazing Lightheaded

And the Spy

Waiting to die

Poor Rich

King of the soul

The cool

And that is why?

We all die

Because the king spot

Is made of burning Hot

That’s what makes him on the Top

And that’s the reason, for so many Spotted

Simple almost arithmetic

Bad and energetic

Hyperbole asymmetric

Of hearth Top

Under the cool breeze

We rejoice with the path

My faith is one

That from somewhere

Will come

Till there

I will stay

With none

But

My holder

Building my clay

Having some fun

May will be always May

And will good or bad

This is no more than that

More or less because

That is the reason

For Math

To discover some problematic

Undercover

Tech

That gave the will to check

The limits of the Net

But those are the same as let

And should

In math

There are no frontiers

May be a founder

Does tech mean math?

Does tech mean death?

I am positive that the planet has answers

At least the Universe is prodigal in questions

And that is why

The reason of math death and Tech

To greet

And neat

It is chic

Will IT always be?

IT

With the rush in

Push down

Grab one

Loose it in

Fake one

Cash it off

And burning skin

Than cool inn

That’s Idealistic concern

For the world kin

Those

"...I shall stay the way I am,Because I do not give a damn.

Enough Rope (1926)

Ballads of a Great Weariness

If I didn't care for fun and such,

I'd probably amount to much.

But I shall stay the way I am,

Because I do not give a damn.

First printed in New York World, (16 August 1925)-Dorothy Parker

From: Wikiquote

Independente, decidida e com um magnetismo invejável, é uma pessoa de muito poder. Mas não é por isso se sente necessidade de viver anunciando suas qualidades. Prefere a discrição, ficar quieta, observando e tomando as suas próprias conclusões. Preocupa-se muito pouco com a opinião alheia. Tem uma grande sensualidade e sabe como explora-la muito bem. Tende a ser ciumenta e possessiva, o que é um grande defeito. Tem algumas manias.


Dedicado a Tricinha uma descrição que encontrei que se ajusta na perfeição a minha Mana...Beijos!

Living Although Still Alive

Marisa Blues Song from debut Album East of Everything: Angel's Wings has no other purpose than to increase and refresh the beauty that belongs to Us- Human Beings. She seems to sing with no other reason than to add magnificent grandiosity with splendid,  glorious honesty,  Artfelt with heartful, a naive tone/attitude sensitive and tender which does not require only a beautiful voice with a  candid true, caught up us in a vague thought that takes us with Her. Blues from a rising soul, and also questions about angels, the devil and Eden?


Marisa voice remind me Some other Divine Ones I was Presented to, but the Soul Staple is incredible. Marisa Blues is as melancholic Fado. * "The realization of humanity in every man is appropriation of acquisitions of human culture..." and those are Divine, Heavenly, Godlike, Celestial and  Unearthly and Profane, Unholy, Laic, Pagan, I mean, insider irreverence is on both sides but connected by What?

-Mother Earth?
-DEUS?

A Man who made Us Live a few more years through reforestation of EarthLungs now somebody choose  to Kill Us(literally) execution style, We are still Alive but people are dying every day for "natural" causes and that could be the Blues "...living although still alive."


In "Long Way From Home" the music is freeing like listening to the wind, a breath in my face that makes feel completed in today's breezy enjoyable sunny day, but also a Skid Row music that touches me deep and makes me burst into tears...Passion, Regret, Compassion?!

Definitely I feel completed by YOU and "Brandy me" fills me in a way that I realize that probably there is a parallel between both artists. Hope and Extreme Despair aren't them hand in hand?.

"I Don't think you understand me erroll...",  if there is no quiet, emptiness, if there is no  inner-traveling far away, if there is no space for Art, if there is no empathy and those Altogether are required and that should be the essence of Maturity. In this second work there's an wholeness that is no more than a travelling around the world holding hands with destruction and Simple Silence that is the most Complete Satisfaction that makes us fly all over, with Marisa well tuned, pleasant, nice, in a word- Enjoyable-voice

Angel Voices are like that, breaking  silence with such harmony that We become builders of our Own emptiness with theirs cheerful, joyful,delicate voices.

THANK YOU MARISA!!!!!

For MORE INFO GO TO:

http://www.listentomarisa.com




*PSICOLOGIA HISTORICO-CULTURAL CONTRIBUIÇOES PARA: O ENCONTRO ENTRE A SUBJETIVIDADE E A EDUCAÇAO

Por MARISA EUGENIA MELILLO MEIRA

Angels Play A Big Role In Their 3 D Shots- The Art4God: Stephen Sawyer

Evil and Good are so mixed that We can only became better persons and Our Angels play a big role in their 3 D Shots. The Divine Good , The Devil, and the Naughty Disobedient Angels, Us -You and Me - Human Beings- with character qualities alongside with character stinginess,blaming frequently The World for what We are, but those are We, with more or less the same temperament, predicates, ambiguities,  basically the same basic features. Even the reason why people got sick with a vast list of maladies and anti-ill-sick-unwell-indisposed-inappropriate-improper-unfit- unsuitable-inadequate-diseased-evil-wrong-hurt-distress-grief-sorrow-affliction-tragedy-prejudice-injury-damage-loss-disorder-panic-breakdown- commotion-confusion-addiction, is as baffled as infirmities. Some people say Evil does that so how came every single person complains about some disorder, some pain, Are we all with the devil,OK...We blame the devil, and the others, Where are them the Good ones: well, they're the most uncovered, open and the most hidden, not being secret, the most gone but not vanished, offscreen but not off the live stage, they distinctly disappeared and clearly show up manifesting themselves Extravagantly and in Excessively Passionate, with Fervor, Excitement, Martyrdom, Live On All Media, Gently, Kindly, Benevolent, Humble and Truly Tolerants like the Creator- God Himself was on Earth- They are God on Earth as We are and, because of His Insolence there are no Artist like Stephen Sawyer. A  Naughty Passionate, Disobedient for a Cause- showing up some of the Modern Life Torments and Happiness. His Religious Art is Absolutely Frantic for Truth in a World Connected by the Fantastic, Danger, Adrenalinic, The Immediate Instant, The Immediate Relief,that's where God Works in Sawyer captures with Mastery Prowess that is showing Us In an Heroic Way even in Misery, We are Him, We came from Him and He is with Us.Stephen Sawyer Shows The Perfection that Jesus  Wants Us to Have- An Epic Heartful Life even in Torment and Torture also in Commotion, in Suffering, that wants Us to Rejoice, To Burst Into Laughter, to be Happy, but all the Emotions lived in a Powerful Way or With Powerful  Faith has the Strongest, Heaviest, Merciful Legacy that We have- His Offspring Rising Mission.

http://www.art4god.com/html/

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZivUB9eMGok&feature=related  

KATARRO KENT KEIMAS KHEMICAL KINETICS REACTIVE KONTROLO

Anarchy Fulfilling Dreams Altogether

My soul is the wit of my heart and if I travel a long way having hard times someone was following me and that's the other set of imprints along the path...Those today were  the Power Guitar and Voice Brittany Howard Zac Cochrell,Bass Guitar,Heath Fogg, Guitar and Steve Johnson Drums and Voice.


 Video Created by: Joshua Shoemaker
 2nd Camera: Speer Collins
Audio Engineering: Jeremy Skelton

We just have to "Hold On" and take it easy


When you are scared of, don't like and mistreat, blame somebody for some reason You are raging against yourself, something in your innerself and that's the reason of conflicts within families, friends, and all the wars and violence. This is based on the teachings of Dalai Lama

I was listening this morning "YOU AIN'T ALONE" from the ALABAMA SHAKES in "The dark end of the street...Hold on"- somebody is caring you I Thought, the music, they themselves, The Shakes and the power voice and guitar of Brittany Howard were caring me on.

In "THE FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND" someone is fallowing you in your worst times: It's my basic truth and when I and You do only things with an intent to Hurt "you kill me" and " I Kill You", because You own Me and also,You are better than me, You are almost my property and that's the reason for hierarchy( has it is) be no more no less than a fraud and also the reason I believe in Anarchy and even the misinterpretations had been a valid contribute to my Believe.

For me Anarchy is more than a social organization it's a way of thinking fair and a believe in Education, Fairness, Equity, Grace, Holiness, Goodness, Goodwill, Kindness, a society where all are equal, because We all Are, Aren't we?

We just have to Hold on and take it easy and make it easy!

A Storiette About Education

Once a couple came to an Hotel Bar and asked for two waters. With the couple a small child asked feverishly for a soda. Although the Bartender didn't know what a soda is, the child asked for permission and went inside the bar opened chrome plated door and picked the one she most liked and cleaned the knob with her little shirt. Incredulous the Bartender gave 1000 apologies that the parents don't get it. Paid the bill and ask for a Jazz Club, he gave them the information and the best way to get there. In the next morning they all went to breakfast and after chatting for a while, the clients talked about their country, lives and retirement(?) and also that they're travelling around the world because after 30 years working, theirs 60% taxed wages gave them possibility to fulfil several dreams including the will, and knowledge to teach their kids, in the world site, where they experience other realities, languages, smells, tastes cultures,the mother that was an Housewife Engineer ( stay at home by option and "As Any Housewife that choose to do so" receive also her retirement for her hard work( paying the same percentage in taxes than her husband- also an Engineer).They could educate the child for free in their country but they choose not to do so. This was in a country where Trust was meaningful and where people didn't have any special privileges they don't even need surveillance in that level(previleges). Actually the Nation did that almost with as a Missionary work. They were on their middle late 40's and already retired and this was in 1985. Crime was a single digit % reality.


We just have to "Hold on" and take it easy and make it easy!

Portugal Nunca Teve Uma Política de Imigração a Não Ser Bem Receber*

*excepções Etnia cigana Romena e desequilíbrios orçamentais

Talvez não exista país tão exemplar em receber. Talvez não exista pais no mundo virado para tantos continentes e onde a arte de receber se leve ao extremo. Lembro-me de Romances Policiais adaptados ao Cinema, espiões, terroristas, guerra fria e quente, turistas, comerciantes, contrabando, jogo ilegal,de bailarinas do Maxim, escritores, jornalistas, serviços secretos entravam e permaneciam por anos sem ficar...outros ficaram e ajudaram a fazer a Pátria.
Lembro-me de aviões de guerra que entraram(nao ilegalmente) essa palavra nao existia no contexto.
A memória tem destas coisas, descriminação so conheco com um povo- Os Romenos de Etnia cigana-publicamente- descriminados e descontextualizados da realidade mas não da ficção, porque num pais onde o cinema tem mais admiradores per capita talvez que os EUA ou a Índia (não se traduzindo em termos de bilheteira-mas isso fica para um futuro comentário ) e onde tanto se presa a cultura, talvez seja estranho, que se goste do cinema Romeno (e de toda a Península Balcânica) mas isto só na tela porque na realidade escorraçámos publicamente um povo, talvez como forma de exemplo, ou uma especie de elogio foleiro a  alguém que se viu no grande ecrã tipo voce é bonito no grande ecra mas ao vivo...

Enfim um pouco como um candidato Republicano que diz, vao-se embora voluntariamente (deixando o senão sempre presente...e este senão em Portugal sera o facto, duma comunidade, uma etnia, um clã assumidamente diferente, numa Sociedade Multi-Cultural, ter de carregar as lagrimas e as infelicidades e a falta de acolhimento,possivelmente regressando, esta ou a geração seguinte com os mesmos sonhos e vontades com da nossa emigração sendo que a unica coisa que muda talvez seja a cultura.
lavra nao existia no contexto.

A memória tem destas coisas, descriminação so conheco um povo- Os Romenos de etnia cigana- publicamente- Descriminados e descontextualizados da realidade mas não da ficção, porque num pais onde o cinema tem mais admiradores per capita talvez que os EUA ou a Índia (não se traduzindo em termos de bilheteira-mas isso fica para um futuro comentário ) e onde tanto se presa a cultura, talvez seja estranho, que se goste do cinema Romeno (e de toda a Península Balcânica) mas isto só na tela porque na realidade escorraçámos publicamente um povo, talvez como forma de exemplo, ou uma especie de elogio foleiro a a alguém que se viu no grande ecrã tipo voce é bonito no grande ecra mas ao vivo...

Enfim um pouco como um candidato Republicano que diz, vao-se embora voluntariamente (deixando o senão sempre presente...e este senão em Portugal sera o facto, duma comunidade, uma etnia, um clã assumidamente diferentes, numa Sociedade Multi-Cultural, ter de carregar as lágrimas e as infelicidades e a falta de acolhimento...possivelmente regressando, esta ou a geração seguinte com os mesmos sonhos e vontades com da nossa emigração sendo que a unica coisa que não muda talvez seja a cultura. Mas quando mandamos uma geração Multi-Cultural  imigrar a equilibrar os contas publicas...Eu confesso deve ser caso unico. Recordo-me de que nos EUA ao longo dos tempos gerações que devido a problemas sociais, políticos, genocídios étnicos ( mesmo recentemente), catástrofes naturais etc etc mas não me recordo de o erário publico e do equilíbrio orçamental ou antes nao me recordo de ouvir um apelo tao desprepositado (e realço palavra, apelo e ouvir). Compartilho da indignação e da contestação e entendo que para o establishment isto nao seja nada de especial porque as contas da carteira ou bolsa dos boys ou girls do establishment, essas estão sempre feitas. Mas confesso que os cartazes de Passos Hitler com as devidas distancias (ate ver) fazem todo o sentido. Os ditadores comecam por esquecer as necessidades básicas das populações
Se as dividas dum estado são virtualmente ou não impossíveis de pagar confesso que não sei, mas duma coisa tenho certeza uma divida (de estado) tem de ser negociada e nunca podem ser esquecidas as necessidades básicas dos cidadãos que tem direito a indignação seja qual for o partido-esquerda, direita,centro...(com excepções da vergonha.)