This quote is for who as criticized my decision of becoming a vegetarian. Once more, Einstein has chosen my side ;D
“Nothing will benefit human health and increase the chances for survival of life on Earth as much as the evolution to a vegetarian diet.”
-Albert Einstein
For some reason I have been thinking very much about pain. Yes, just common pain, the one you feel when you are physically, mentally spiritually in love, and even the one you feel when you just put your finger on something hot.
During my philosophy on pain I realized how much it is necessary. In the beginning I thought, “gosh, why would someone create such a complex system of living things, nature, the planet, and also create pain? Why wouldn’t you just make something that would be perfect and would not require the use of pain so that they all could be happy?” Well I came up with a possible answer.
Pain is the strategy used to input limits on our acts. Bacteria, Viruses (although they are not considered living things by science) do not feel pain, but they also not conscious of they do, they are only moved by chemical reactions and instincts. We, on the other hand, know what we are doing, and still surpass our limits, hurting other people and killing for no logical reason… To control this, we have to suffer pain to shape our acts in a way that wont hurt us, and that will little by little model the way we should respond to the world. A good example is a kid that put their finger in a wall socket. After experiencing the uncomfortable shock, they will probably not give it a second try.
Stupid example: You will put your finger on a hot pan, and you will immediately feel pain. If there were no pain, you could probably melt off your finger without realizing. Pain basically keeps us safe.
Not so stupid example: If you are mentally normal, and you hurt someone, you will feel pain for the act you have done. This feeling of guilt (which here I consider moral pain) will keep you from killing someone. This is also putting limits to your acts.
If you stop to realize, our society is molded by pain, keeping us aware of where we can or cannot go. If you, for some reason lack pain either the physical way (pain receptors in your skin don’t work) or moral way (you do bad things and do not regret) you will be considered abnormal and probably have no limits.
My conclusion to all of this is that pain is fundamental for our existence, and in the try of making us perfect, God (or whatever his name is) had to create this element to teach us until where we can go. My guess is that one day, after evolving with pain, we are not dependent of it anymore, and can naturally keep our boundaries.
Uffaa that was long
“Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. How on earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? Put your hand on a stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute. That’s relativity.”
-Albert Einstein
Gosh its been long since I have written. =/
I have just watched this INCREDIBLE movie called “City of Angles”. If you have ever watched it, you can probably guess how much I have cried!!
It basically talks about this group of angles whose mission is to take humans who died to heaven. The story really starts when this angle falls in love with a human, and as you may have guessed, their love is impossible. If you are going to watch the movie I will not give it away, although I would like to talk briefly about the topics it covers.
There is a part when the “male angle” (the one who fell in love) begins to wonder how it feels when someone touches you, how food tastes, what is hunger and etc, since as an angle you do not feels these things. All of these questions that come up to his head, are answered by the human experiences of the lady he loves. What really makes all of this magical is the fact that as he asks her how warmth feels (for example), she stops to think of how she can describe it, and with that she starts to realize how these small sensations are enjoyable, and how they make life not only bearable but also beautiful. I may be sounding confusing, since this is a little philosophical, so I will be relying on Alvy’s judgment and feedback about the post. ;D
With all of the problems we face today, (violence, prejudice, corruption…) it is really hard for us to stop and take pleasure in all of these small details that make up our day. We rarely even recognize them. A vivid example of it is when it starts to rain. Do we ever enjoy the rain drops falling on our face? Do we ever take the time to appreciate this divine gift nature sent us, or are we so worried about our hair or getting wet? Maybe something to consider next time we hear a thunder. =P
To close up the post, a very interesting fact that made me relate to the movie was that the lady (main character) was a doctor, and she expressed all of her fears regarding having a person’s life your hands. This is something I constantly think of, considering I want to be a doctor, and this detail just added up to my huge appreciation for the movie. 100% recommend it.
The Attempt of Treating Homosexuality
Editorial Based on the Article: British therapists still offer treatments to ‘cure’ homosexuality
http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2009/mar/26/homosexuality-gay-cure-treatment-orientation/print
In Britain, therapies are taking place to supposedly treat homosexuals. Although professionals are performing such treatments, it is said by the article that, “There is no evidence they change anyone’s sexual orientation.” Surveys were distributed to random psychology specialists all over the country, to understand how many professionals do offer these services. Surprisingly, 222 specialists out of the 1,328 interviewed, did say that they had already offered such treatment.
What surprises me the most in this practice, is that they are treating Homosexuality as if it were a disease. Being a homosexual is not a disease that has to be treated, it is a feeling that an individual chooses to follow. Have the guidance of a professional to combat prejudice and the societies pressure, is very important as it is said in the article, but having to go to “counselors, or be told to go by their parents”, is a sad way to face the reality. The specialist’s job is to guide the individual through the process of self-acceptance, and not to build a new person that would be more easily accepted by society.
Derek Munn, supporting the same argument stated, “So-called gay cure therapies are wholly discredited. The conclusions of this research are a welcome reminder that what lesbian and gay people need is equal treatment by society, not misguided treatment by a minority of health professionals.”
The development of such “cures” seems to me, a way to camouflage the existence of a huge population of gay people, which the society does not know how to live with and respect. Specialists are now trying to convert gay people just as Jesuits once did, so that they wont have to change the mentality of a whole population, who cannot accept different type of cultures, ethnic groups, religions, and sexual orientations. If the society does not learn how to accept these differences, segregation will continue to occur, because people are different no matter what, and what needs to be changed is the way that others perceive and accept these differences.
[Note: I did this for school, so there may be some errors regarding grammar and etc, I will make sure to correct them soon.]
I have great newsss!! I have acquired today a new ipod! My old one just stopped working a few months ago for some unknown reason. Since then I was reaching point of madness since I could not hear music all the time. I guess we could even call that “Music Withdrawal symptoms”.
I had agreed with my father that if I only got As and A-s for a whole semester he would give me an ipod, and so I did!
Thank God I have my music now so that I can return to my normal musical life! I totally recommend this method of “good grade win prize”, its not so hard to achieve the As and you can get many things!!!
Other than the Ipod I guess I dont have many news. I do have some old news that include my unforgettable ship trip, where I met awesome people!
Thats all I have to say!
Below are the ship pics and the pic of my new orange nano ipod! Totally recommend the ipod, only problem is its small memory of 8gb.
Today I had many people from my dad’s company come home for this “lunch”. It was pretty cool, people who work with him are nice, at least when they are close to him they are cool. After lunch I stayed online and took some pics. I have posted them below:
Crônica – O Homem Feio/Belo
Pamela Gherini
Em um bar da cidade de São Paulo, três amigos competiam para ver quem dentre eles era o “macho conquistador”. Víamos claramente que os três confiavam em seus respectivos potenciais.
- Gente, eu tô falando – Roberto dá um gole em sua cerveja com grosso colarinho e continua – o segredo está na academia. Malhando todo o dia, eu consigo pegar qualquer uma!
Os dois amigos, não muito confiantes na afirmação, trocam olhares e um deles diz:
- Eu não sei não ,Roberto, mas parece que sua estratégia esta meio “furada”. Faz no mínimo uns 3 meses que não te vejo com uma mulher decente.
Furioso, Roberto olha no fundo do olho de seu amigo, que acaba de ferir sua masculinidade, e propõe uma disputa.:
- É assim então? Você realmente acha que as mulheres resistem ao meu charme?
Muito seguros de suas respostas, os dois amigos olham para Roberto e, como se tivessem treinado para tal colocação, dizem ao mesmo tempo:
- Achamos!
Neste ponto, os amigos haviam despertado a fúria animal que Roberto tinha dentro de si. Adrenalina era liberada em seu corpo, ao mesmo tempo que a testosterona procurava uma vítima feminina naquele bar para fortalecer sua imagem de “homem” entre seus amigos.
O olhar de Roberto, que mais parecia o de um leão à procura de uma presa, mira duas mulheres na mesa ao lado, que estão falando de suas tarefas como donas de casa. Ele então logo vê a oportunidade de implementar sua mais nova cantada aprendida na academia, já que recentemente havia desenvolvido um poderoso músculo abdominal, também conhecido como tanquinho. Dando uma ultimo gole em sua cerveja, Roberto joga seus cabelos para o lado como uma forma de chamar a atenção das portadoras de estrogênio do ambiente, e vai confiante ao ataque.
Chegando à mesa ao lado, Roberto, estrategicamente dá um sorriso de canto de boca e diz:
-Com licença, senhoritas, posso participar desta conversa? Tenho que admitir que não pude deixar de ouvir a conversa de vocês já que estava sentado na mesa ao lado. Vendo o quanto as jovens sofrem em lavar roupa, decidi vir oferecer a minha ajuda.
As mulheres, muito interessadas, perguntam como o rapaz poderia facilitar a vida delas, e, com aquela cara de safado, Roberto responde levantando um pouco de sua blusa:
- Vim oferecer o meu tanquinho, ele será muito…..
Não deu nem tempo de ele terminar a frase e, Roberto degustava o Martini que acabara de ser virado em sua cabeça, como uma forma de dispensa dos seus serviços oferecidos.
Roberto levantou-se da mesa, onde as mulheres continuavam a conversar, como se este tipo de cantada imbecil fosse comum, e, tirando as chaves do carro do bolso, retirou-se do bar ao som de risadas estéricas vindas de seus supostos amigos.
Passados alguns minutos, um moço magricelo e sem graça senta-se ao lado das mesmas jovens.
Os amigos de Roberto à procura de um novo show, olham para ver qual será a bebida escolhida pelas moças que, agora, conversavam sobre culinária fracassada. Porém o rapaz não é dispensado de imediato.
- Boa noite, eu poderia me sentar com vocês? – Pergunta o raquítico, se aproximando das garotas.
- Se for para passar cantadas que dificultarão a minha digestão, eu preferia que o senhor não se sentasse aqui, e, se fosse possível, escolhesse outro bar para que eu não tivesse o desgosto de ter que ouvir outra imbecilidade esta noite.
- Não se preocupe, eu serei breve, é que ao ouvir a conversa de vocês, eu notei que falavam sobre culinária. Pois bem, eu notei que a receita de crème brûlée, não deu certo porque a quantidade de açúcar não era correta. Se tivessem….
E assim foi, o papo durou horas, e por horas os amigos de Roberto tentavam descobrir a estratégia por trás de tanto talento do “palito de dente” conquistador, que despertara em menos de 3 frases o interesse das mulheres. Os rapazes não ouviam o que era dito na mesa, pois o barulho aumentara bastante no bar, mas a atenção deles estava focada no trio.
Quando as mulheres e o rapaz saíram do bar para a casa de uma delas para fazer um crème brûlée, os dois da mesa ao lado se olham e concluem:
- Ele era magro, Roberto tinha razão, o segredo esta na academia!
An interesting thing that I may not have mentioned before is that not so long ago, I was a very lonesome person. According to my therapist, this was a choice I made. To prove this I have been trying to socialize more and make new friends so that I can maintain contact with the outer world (something I didn’t usually do before).
Impressively, as soon as I began to open myself for “new friends” I started to discover great things about people I would never imagine being “BFFs” with.
I can say that my experience until now of opeing myself for new experiences has worked, and I have to confesss I fell much happier than I did before.
I have been going out with two awesome people. Person Y and X. I will call them Y and X untill I have their permission to use their names in the blog.
This weekend I wil be going to X’s house and we will paint a wall of her room green! It will be great!
Be sure that I will be posting the pics! Below I will put a picture of these two special girls!
See yah!
I think I didn’t say anything about Halloween, all I can say is that it was great! I got the chance to see people I hadn’t see for long!!
Below are the pics of my costume!!
