sábado, 13 de fevereiro de 2016

modern "education"


You have a fucking paper because you passed in all those tons of fucking tests and exams by memorizing and copying and cheeting, you also spent tons of time and money on it, congratulations, you must be so fucking smart. Now start the racing rat trying to find a job in order to gain virtual numbers on a screen (aka wage) to pay for your college fucking debts and your mortgage for the house you live in but leave vacant all day to go to work and to pay for your car that you use to...oh yes to go to work. After 50 years maybe you will be debt free who knows, and end up ok in an old age house forgetting your life, maybe it's better to forget it anyways because it was boring, dull and normal as fuck. And reproduce, please don't ever miss that, the planet needs more virus like us to overpopulate and overconsume and to keep the social security stable, please ensure during and after your stay the system keeps working as it always was, be obedient, be nice, don't develop critical thinking, adopt political correct ideas...and be happy, if you can of course (as if...).
Concluding I have no doubts that school is mental slavery and all this "educational" system is a hoax meant to make you subservient, and obedient to the system. It is not because you memorized tons of formulas and concepts and repeated exercises endlessly just to get it all mechanical in your machine head and regurgitate it all in a test that you are smarter than other persons. School is all about passing formated tests and exams and get your mind formated for another formated job where you must obbey without giving your opinion another form of authority just because that authotity rewards you with bits of numbers in a screen for your wasted time. This is the truth, everything is a hoax

another brick in the wall


I hate this feeling, I thought this year would finally be my last at school but I got no results in the exams...and honestly I really studied and filled up my mind with all that nonesense shit I have to know jut to regurgitate in a fucking exam. I will ask to see my exams again because I really felt I passed when I did it, hopefully teachers were wrong or maybe just son of bitches "correcting" their super formated tests...so if something is a bit different from their own solution maybe the batards just mark all wrong...I feel like if they could give me negative grades they would...and this feeling of all my work, brain cells, time and money used for nothing makes me feel worthless, like I am so fucking dumb I not even can think, like I am a fucking idiot that cannot finnaly end this fucking education program, wasting my life and money. If one thing college taught me was how to try to deal with frustrating, not even not for passing, but from sometimes understanding shit what they are talking about, I feel like all I ever studied was so meaningless I cannot even apply anything in real life, I feel like I can't do anything from that wasted years.
So I keep fighting and trying to be persistent to my biggest goal in life (isn't it depressive?): finish MY MENTAL PROGRAMMING (aka College), just to be free from all those fucking tests, all those fucking teachers, all those fucking colleagues, all that fucking stress, all that fucking failure and be free from it, not asking for more.


But today I saw this video and I must tell you, I agree, school teaches you shit, prepares you zero percent for your real life and NEVER EVER make you think by yourself, teachers just vomit a bunch of concepts and exercices, try to screw you up at exams but not even them know why the fuck what they teach is the way it is, you get ZERO critical ability to think by yourself, is like all the world is already known and studied and you just "learn" from that concepts, repeating the exercises for countless times until it all gets mechanical in your head, go to an exam and try to vomit all that in order just to forget it again and never use it. I am very disappointed with myself, my teachers, but also the educational system, why instead of  thinking I am actually learning something I just feel mentally opressed and stressed out? why do my teachers are this arrogant beasts I cannot even look in their eyes? why are my colleagues this fucking competitive we can't be friends because they make the environment awful?
Question to think, as for now, I am just really upset that I tried so hard for nothing, and have to get extra motivation to do it all over again and believe in myself again when all this tests did was to break me down and question my mental sanity and ability to think...it will be a long way but I am fucking end this shit, no matter how long it will take, because I never give up!


terça-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2016

No one is gonna love like I did

I bet you, you're gonna meet someone in the long run, you're gonna fall in love with the wrong one, who you will love I don't deny it, but no one will love you like I did

domingo, 7 de fevereiro de 2016

Family Portrait



This subject has been bugging me lately: family! Why is it so important? Why people keep saying one day I will have one of my own when I say I don't want one since I believe I already have one family...so only if there is kids in it and if they get out of you , you have a family? I don't get it. They say that's a normal thing to do, but seems like it is not something you feel in your heart that you should do..."family is everything", "you wanna be alone all your life?"....let me confess you something, I live with my family for 2 and half decades...and an year, and I have a particularly tense relationship with my dad, we don't have a conversation like in 15 years without based in arguments and with him making me feel worthless...sometimes I think he does hates me and blames me for having this stupid normal suburbian life, he actually chosed in first place, I don't talk to my sister more than a polite uneventful "Good Afternoon", "hi" when she comes around sometimes because she studies in other place far from my home...we had a pretty rough and violent fight almost 4 years ago and I decided that if we couldn't get along, we should stop talking once and for all, so at first I was really mad at her, but now we just ignore each other and pretend we are strangers...actually no, we are strangers...with my mum at least I have a better relationship, I also loved my deceased grandfathers, although I just saw one of them once in an year, I like my two grandmothers still, but my cousins, aunts and uncles...well half of my family lives far and if we see each other once in a year that's enough, the other part who lives nearby we are really not that close. Also my mum has 4 sisters and a brother and they live far from each other it's true but they haven't what you can call a relationship, they never had.
What I am just wondering is...people get a brand new family hoping to kill their lonneliness but sometimes what happens is that we actually can live decades together, sharing the same place everyday and still have no clue who are those persons, I really feel like we are strangers and honestly it hurts me living this way...it started all so great when we were kids you know but then when I get to be a teenager was a huge gap between me and my family, we started distancing ourselves so much that we came to this state we never can talk to each other without just arguing or provoking each other...I mean we used to be an happy family when I was a kid, but nowadays we spend all our days in separeted divisions of the house, and my father always stays in the couch looking angry and resentful to the television and goes away when I enter in the living room, for years he has been leaving the dinner and lunch in the middle of another failed attempt to have lunch or family dinner, actually sometimes I wait for him to finish the meal first than me so he doesn't blame me for not finishing his lunch or dinner and call me unbearable or that he can't stand my voice or my silence...whatever he wants to implicate with. One of the worst things he did to me was when I was really depressed (I was 16) and sad and confessed to my mum I wanted to die and/or maybe commit suicide and she just told my dad and instead of trying to understand what made me feel this way he came to me and slapped me violently in my face saying "who the hell did you wrong?", that ruined all the remaining hope and trust I had in him, I understood I could never tell anyone, specially parents how sad and depressed I felt because they would not understand and maybe hit me, also when I turned vegetarian he did not approve my life choice and always said that kind of nourishment could give me a blood cancer (leukemia) so maybe he was worried about my health and wanted to changed my mind but I was so mad at him and trusted almost nothing in his person that all I understood was "he hates me so bad he wants me to die", it did not help the fact he added "and when you will be sick I will not visit you in the hospital!"....he kept saying this things on mode repeat day by day, I really thought he hated me...so when he got a cancer in his intestines 6 years ago I did not visit him in the hospital...I just came once or twice because other members of my family really made me go and one of this days was his birthday, when he tried to talk to me and I was already gone, just said "yes,no,yes,no,yes", I wanted him to feel what he made me feel when he said those horrible things to me, I wanted him to know "you are the one who is sick and now it is me that is not going to see you in the hospital!"...because he made feel deeply in my heart that he hated me and wanted me to be sick and die....fortunatelly he healed himself even with chemeotherapy (something that my 19 year old cousin was not lucky enough to escape from...he died 2 year ago)...but I gave him no moral support, he must have felt alone and that I hated him too, when I really didn't. I think parents have to be more cautious with the way you speak to your kids, all this kinds of shit talk literally can lead to misunderstandings of feelings and drive families appart. I don't want to blame my family for my trust issues or depressions I had and sometimes have but I know it has something related to them in it. I guess my father wanted me to be better and more competitive in school by trying to motivate me by saying "that was not good enough!", "is that all you can do?", sometimes he was ridiculous enough to go to my school checking my colleagues notes writting them down and saying that others were better than me, they had bertter grades than me...even if my grades were good, there was always someone better, so I always felt worthless no matter how hard I tried he was never happy for me...also he said I could never get in my degree and once I got in he always put me doubts in my head if I ever could finish it, just drop it or if I ever can actually do something with my degree...or life. The saddest part is if I try to give him my version of the story he denies it...did he really forget about it or just pretends he never made mistakes when "educating" me?, he never admits he is wrong, so I just keep treating him the same way he does and he says to my mum he thinks I hate him...well I don't, but if you seed indiference and make me feel worthless my indiference is all you reap, and you just reap what you sow.  I really think the way you speak to your kids becomes their inner voices...in all those self-doubt thoughts I have I know there is something of my dad in it...actually sometimes is like he is yelling in my head...
What I really wanted to say is that it doesn't matter if you get married for 10,20,30,40,50,60 years and have kids to avoid feeling alone, sometimes your own family makes you feel deeply alone and sad. They are actually the persons I care the most in my life, maybe because of our history...but if so, why can't we get along? I still don't know why...all I know is altough people talk about family being the most important thing in life, it is the family that usually hurts you the most and causes you a pain no one else can cause. So I just concluded like always life usually sucks, most friends are pointless, family is a lie that hurts and the only thing true and that I count with in this world is myself.
Usually all family portraits we see depict happy families...it is far from that perfect, sometimes it is nothing but fake. Nowadays we never take family portraits but in my old family portraits, I remember living those moments, and I remember one day we were happy...I wish we could back to that.



Confessions from another broken home.

sexta-feira, 22 de janeiro de 2016

Lessons learnt in life

I will not make the same mistakes that I did, I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery, I will not break the same way I did, I've learnt the hardest way to never let it get that far, because of you I learnt to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt, because of you I try my hard just to forget everything, because of you I don't know how to love anybody else, and now I cry in the middle of the night for the same damn thing.

sexta-feira, 15 de janeiro de 2016

other people's heartache

Sometimes I wish I could become a heartbreaker that feeds its soul on other's heartache and shattered dreams, without minding, at all

whatever....


I wanted you to notice when I am not around, I wish I was special, you are so very special...I wish you could know how much I love you and look at me the same way I look at you, but you don't get to choose anything in matters of the heart, fate didn't want this way, I guess I imagined you all along.
if only I wasn't such a creep, if only you could see my worth, if only I was special like you, if only I was you!

Ilusions never changed into something real

This feeling that burns my soul inside and seems to never fade and never goes away, always tormenting me, always wishing for what and for who I can never get. It is something clearly impossible that just happened in my mind and only my heart felt, so why it won't go away? It's just too disturbing and painful for me, let my feelings flow out of control and put my imagination running into a life I will never get with you, Sometimes I wish I was an heartbreaker too, the kind that denies other's wishes knowing I had the power to make those people happy and feeds on their shatttered dreams, I wish I was fireproof, I wish no one could break my heart, I really wish I was indiferent to all this crazy emotions hard to deal with.

quinta-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2016

just think happy thoughts


whenever I go to graveyards it makes me think why are people so obcessed with having nice and in shape pieces of their meat, some even diet all life so other's can see their bones....I mean all bodies are meant to rotten and be forgoten, don't they know we're meat for the flies?
In case you did not notice, we are oblivious in our pathetic and unguided existence (even if you are religious you feel the void and nonesense of living, we all do), and no matter how good you live you can die any moment and it doesn't matter how many good experiences you pass through in life one day it will be memories that you forget as you grow old due to the entropic decay of all biological systems and even if you die with memories still printed in your brain....who cares it all disappears too because it was just info in your mind, memories are not real. So basically this is life, enjoy it while you still can and produce a lot of serotinine substance in your brain to make it all worth it (aka be happy)

domingo, 10 de janeiro de 2016

Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

So I just saw this videos on you tube and I think they are very cool and actually can teach you about the fraud of the banking system, which also means the fraud of our life, because it is almost all about money making.
So you are an adult now, so you have to be one, not that you have other choice, have you? as an adult you have to bring value to our society and that means: money, you have to have a way to get an occupation which can provide you each month with a series of numbers on the screen which you call wage and manage to pay for your stuff and taxes for the government to do wtf they want including giving bankers A LOT of bonuses as a way of thanking them for their parasitic "jobs" creating money out of thin air, because money is an illusion, economy is a scam and nothing is real, banks rely on your trust, trust that your life savings are safe when in fact those little numbers you saved from hours of your work are being used to multiply money into credit and to bets in the stocket market, money is fluid and it's everywhere, your money just won't stay still safe in a place altough it will always appear those same numbers in the screen...so basically you as an adult are being told now you will learn how life is hard to make (capture: make a living=making money....to live), or not, if you are one of the magicians in the banking system, you put all your trust and effort in life following those pretty numbers when in fact your account has no material money....and we care too much about this shit when in fact this system is a lie of endless debt and endless wars that hopefully one day will collapse because it is a FRAUD. If you can't join this monopoly game you know what happens right? if your time has no value in the form of money you will be banned from this capitalistic society and turn to be an hobbo or something, because altough we share the same planet and we all should be entitled to have the same opportunities and share of what is ours, there comes the bankers, the owners of the world that with their wicked black magic determine who can survive, who dies from hunger, who gets rich and who lives an average life. Nothing new I guess we all knew that before...isn't it wonderful to be a fucking adult and do adult stuff like blindly accept the fraud of the world we live in? 

"you get mistaken for strangers by your own friends, when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery Citibank lights"



BLUE

I'm so in love with you, I'll be forever blue

terça-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2016

love will tear us apart again

When routine bites hard and ambitions are low and resentment rides high but emotions won't grow, and we're changing our ways, taking different roads..Then love, love will tear us apart again.


chins up, smiles on

It's really scary what a smile can hide...
I usually pretend I am happy so people don't know how broken and sad I actually am or maybe I just want to forget the way I feel, but there are so many countless times when I smiled and laughed feeling really depressed...people who deal with me have tendency to think I am this bright and smiling person, it's not true at all, I guess I just keep doing this because people in a way demand me to be like this or maybe I just want to avoid questions or make them feel ok when I pretend I am ok, I don't know, but let me tell you, nothing can be more deceiving than a smile