Agora, para sempre.

awsome people hanging out together

Oh Captain! My Captain!

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,

The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;

                         But O heart! heart! heart!

                            O the bleeding drops of red,

                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,

                                  Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;

Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,

For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,

For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

                         Here Captain! dear father!

                            This arm beneath your head!

                               It is some dream that on the deck,

                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,

My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,

The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,

From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;

                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!

                            But I with mournful tread,

                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,

                                  Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman

Poetry Foundation

Sines, abreojolhos!

"De Obama, mais uma novidade: o presidente americano vai abrir a porta à exportação de petróleo não refinado - suspensa há quatro décadas, diz o Wall Street Journal. E muita coisa no mundo pode mudar com isso."

in Observador

Só me saem Duques.

mais aqui

Para llenarla de esperanza y coraje.

No nos importa la muerte, porque la muerte la hemos vencido antes!

Retratos | Matilde Campilho.

Aritmética das famílias numerosas

"As vantagens das famílias numerosas são que as alegrias se multiplicam e as tristezas dividem-se."

Fernando Castro (1952-2014)

Fundador da APFN – Associação Portuguesa das Famílias Numerosas

Cinecittá?! Há 77 pá!

Um ano depois, continuam a jogar tudo como São Jorge.

Grego, cristão, martirizado por isso.

Depois há umas lendas sobre uns dragões.

Síria, Nigéria, Líbano, Egipto, Paquistão

Nestes países ser cristão é jogar tudo como São Jorge.

Essejota | Embaixadores de Cristo | Schoenstatt