Histórias de eventualidades, improbabilidades, bicharadas, noitadas e coisas do arco da velha que de alguma forma me acabam sempre por acontecer. Crónicas diárias com a matilha, muita bicharada à mistura, muita música e sempre com um humor caústico como muita gente gosta de o caracterizar.


William Blake - Auguries of Innocence

A great poem by a great english author, a bit dark but each line is a pearl of poetry.

"William Blake - Auguries of Innocence"

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.

A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.

The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.

The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.

He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.

The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.

The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.

It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;

This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.

The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.

The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.

When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.

The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.

The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.

The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.

Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.

God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day."

William Blake - Auguries of Innocence


Doom Patrol

I'm just reading Doom Patrol and it never ceases to amaze me. The Morrison version is just astounding. Granted i've never read the original Doom Patrol. I read the 3rd version and it is very good ... not groundbreaking but interesting none the less. Take on superhero corporativism with a touch humor and some existentialist crisis mixed up. Quite amusing but lacking something. And i have to say his version of the "Negative Man" was tremendously fun. Too bad it ended so early.
But let me tell you, morrison's version is nothing short of amazing. Its a bit hard to digest and i can only take so much before i need to take some time to assimilate it. But picture this, the team has as members, characters like Dorothy Spinner, a monkey-faced girl who can bring her imaginary friends to life, Danny the Street, a sentient travestite street, Crazy Jane a girl who was abused as a child and manifest 64 different personalities each one with its own power and Rebis the world’s first hermaphrodite hero among other. They're off to face enemies like The Brotherhood of Dada , the Scissor Men, the Cult of The Unwritten Book.
Quite a special book, very well written with references to pop culture not your average superhero book, not your average book at all but very much recomended if you are looking for something different.

Doom Patrol
"Doom Patrol"


Gear: Nomad Jukebox Zen Xtra Review

Creative Jukebox Nomad Zen Xtra 30GB
The review on my future mp3 player, iPod is way too expensive for what it does .... Can it be overrated?!?

Outstanding sound quality, somewhat light, and long battery life. Really excellent.

Build Quality
Still built like a battleship and the nex scroll lever makes it that much easier to use physically.

Ease of Use
The menu system is complete but somewhat complex. The new LCD is a good deal larger and makes things easier.

With a more crowded market the relative value took a small hit, but it still offers a lot of bang for the buck.

A replaceable battery, USB 2.0. tons of options, user profiles, a huge drive, etc. The only things it lacks are good software and driverless operation. The new Nomad Explorer is a good step.

Overall Rating (Not an average)


Gear: Nomad Jukebox Zen Xtra Review


Tonight is Leonids time! If you aren't too cold and have clear skies, step outside and catch one of nature's most fascinating phenomenons.

These are the hourly rates predicted for tonigh,

Stream Time of maximum expected ZHR
1333 2004 Nov 19h 06:42 UTC 10
1733 2004 Nov 19th 21:49 UTC ~ 65

More info here,

The peak of the 1998 Leonid meteor shower (rich in bright fireballs), shown in a four-hour time exposure through a fisheye lens, and taken by Juraj Toth of Modra Observatory. This photograph demonstrates how the meteors in a particular shower appear to emanate from a certain point in the sky called the radiant. On a given night, this radiant point will remain relatively stationary with respect to the background star constellations; but will rise, traverse the sky, and set in the same manner as the sun and moon.


Welcome to my new Blog

My blog inauguration ... This will be where i will post the articles and stories that i will find during my sailing trough life.
I just hope that you have as much fun reading it as i do writing it.
And remember, maibe there aren't any coincidences ...