Imagem do site da Universidade de Harvard

Suppose...✍🏽

...between you and me there is the news that separates us

i want you to see me naked

I get the news

And my nakedness stopped

denounce you

and mirrors you

I report myself, you report me

I accuse and confess for us

so get rid of the words

With which you hear about me, 

 ... #FauziArap

with the words you had to speak of me, with the words that you supposed about me.

Everything you hear about me,

they will be unknowable guesses and proofs.

Suppose is not real.

to suppose is to find, however, to find is unlikely.

unless you ask São Longuinho, lol 😁🤭.

Don't assume life.

Don't suppose, after all, to live without supposing is to live without looking for what doesn't interest you.

To live without supposing is to live in peace with yourself.

Living without supposing is a Christian act, just, in solidarity,...

So be it!

...  continued✍🏼

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forgiveness.

If I could go back in time, I would ask forgiveness for myself.

Today as usual I looked in the mirror again, and I tried to find 17 year old Daniel, I tried to find 20 year old Daniel.

Even knowing who they are, I no longer see those Daniels, time has turned me into the forty-year-old I see now.

Of course I am satisfied with myself, above all, with the man I have become!

Even so, if there was the possibility of reviewing the Daniel of the 1990s and the Daniel of the early 2000s, they probably asked me for forgiveness, or if they didn't, I would ask them to forgive me.

Maybe, after my parents, only these Daniel's, I would ask for forgiveness.

after all, forgiveness was what I asked the most until recently.

Today I want to avoid talking, I want to live in silence, let silence be part of my life from the age of forty, that is, from now on.

Asking for forgiveness is fair, however, there are human beings who do not deserve my forgiveness!

I need my forgiveness, my parents need my forgiveness,

my forgiveness is fair, Sacred, and so I will not give it to any other human being, any person, who needs it.

Forgiveness, magic word, with true meaning.

Forgiveness when exercised is a noble action, but unfortunately it is not publicized.

The publicity of life, the publicity, the marketing we do about ourselves and others is always pejorative, always based on lies, news without Truth.

We must not look at appearances when what matters is world peace, universal good and respect.

Respect without pointing fingers, respect in the sense of not giving freedom, being polite and living, waking up, drinking coffee, working, studying, lunching, having dinner, resting, without interference and outside curiosity.

Respect in the sense of each one living as they want to live, without imposition, without social standards that, besides being liars, do not exist, never existed, in fact, were created by ancestral fools, who many negotiated marriages arranged to be social standards. Today everything has changed, marriage 💒 now it's a stable union, without possessions and ties that can make those we thought we loved, our biggest enemy!

I don't just generalize those I observed, of course without judgment, after all, who am I to judge?

In conclusion, I was not born to judge, I was born to

ask for forgiveness.

bye

extra Gilberto

Low

holy savior

Low

anyway

He thinks

our direction

Arrow

Our heart

wow

for our love

crack

the prison walls

Extra

There remains an illusion

...

Extra

open up

scramble

the prison

Low

Christ or Oxalá

Low

saint or orisha

Rock

rain, laser, gas

animal

plant, whatever

breach

make yourself open

He leaves

our pain run away

Extra

Come in, please

...

Extra

open up fear crumbles

Me,

you are

everyone in the world

Deep down, we fear for our future

ET and all saints, avail us

Deliver us from this dark time. 🎶

#GilbertoGil

Vinícius de Moraes✍🏿

🎶It's better to be happy than to be sad,

Happiness is the best thing that exists,

It's like the light in the heart,

But to make a beautiful samba,

It takes a lot of sadness

It takes a lot of sadness

Otherwise, you can't do a samba

Otherwise it's like loving a woman just beautiful

And?

A woman has to have something besides beauty

anything sad

anything that cries

anything you miss

a wounded love spring

A beauty that comes from the sadness of knowing herself as a woman

made just to love

To suffer for your love and to be just forgiveness

Doing samba is not telling jokes

And whoever makes samba like that is nothing

Good samba is a form of prayer

Because samba is the sadness that rocks

And sadness always has hope

One day not to be sad anymore

Like these people out there playing with life

be careful mate

life is for real

And don't be fooled, there's only one

Two even though it's good, no one will tell me they have it without proving it very well proven

With certificate issued in the sky office and signed below

God, and notarized

life is no joke, friend

Life is the art of meeting even though there is so much

 mismatch for life

There is always a woman waiting for you

With eyes full of affection

And hands full of forgiveness

put some love in your life

as in your samba

Put some love into a cadence

And you will see that no one in the world wins

The beauty of a samba, no

Because samba was born there in Bahia

And if today he is white in poetry

If today he is white in poetry

he is too black at heart

Me, for example, the captain of the forest Vinícius De Moraes

poet and diplomat

The blackest white in Brazil

On the direct line from Xango, saravá!

the blessing, lady

The biggest ialorixá in Bahia

Land of Caymmi and João Gilberto

The blessing, Pixinguinha, you who cried on the flute, all my sorrows of love

The blessing, sir, the blessing, Cartola

The blessing, Ismael Silva

Your blessing, Hector of Pleasures

The blessing, Nelson Cavaquinho

The blessing, Geraldo Pereira

A blessing, my good Cyro Monteiro, you, Nonô's nephew

The blessing, Noel, your blessing, Ary

A blessing, all the great samba dancers in Brazil

white, black, mulatto

Beautiful as Oxum's soft skin

The blessing, conductor Antônio Carlos Jobim

Partner and dear friend, who've traveled so many songs with me

And there are still so many to travel

The blessing, Carlinhos Lyra, partner one hundred percent

You who join action to feeling and thought

The blessing, the blessing, Baden Powell

New friend, new partner, who made this samba with me

the blessing, friend

The blessing, maestro Moacir Santos, that you are not one, you are as many as

As many as my Brazil of all saints

Including my São Sebastião

Saravá, the blessing, that I'm leaving

I will have to say goodbye

Put some love into a cadence

And you will see that no one in the world wins

The beauty of a samba, no

Because samba was born there in Bahia

And if today he is white in poetry

If today he is white in poetry

he is too black at heart

Because samba was born there in Bahia

And if today he is white in poetry

He is too black at heart.🎶

#Vinicius de Moraes 

...feliz aniversário 🥂

… feliz aniversário caro(a) leitor (a), 🎂🥂

vamos festejar com carinho e admiração caro (a) leitor (a) aniversariante do mês de junho.

Saúde,

Paz e Prosperidade

Felicidade

Conquistas

Qualidade de vida

Respeito

Pluralidade

Curiosidade

Amizade

Sonhos

Vamos comemorar a vida,

…

Comemorar nesta Pandemia da Covid19 não é muito bom, mas, não podemos esquecer que comemorávamos datas especiais, antes da pandemia, né leitor (a)?

Portanto, não podemos deixar de comemorar datas especiais, para que não esqueçamos da pré Pandemia, afinal, possa ser, aliás, possa ser não! É provável que tudo seja diferente!

Mesmo assim, um brinde🥂 a você leitor (a) aniversariante do mês de junho que vive, que está feliz consigo mesmo (a), consciente, tranquilo (a), que mesmo através desta tragédia anunciada, está conseguindo se manter equilibrado (a).

Além das minhas felicitações para você leitor (a), desejo também

Força

Conhecimento

Inteligência

Paciência

Ar, muito ar! Um bom pulmão!

Compreensão

Solidariedade

União

…

🇧🇷

Tudo de bom!

Esses são os meus desejos para você Leitor (a).

Até breve 👋🏼

Atenciosamente Jornalista Profissional Daniel Soares ✍🏿

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travessia ✨🇧🇷

When you left night was in my life

Strong I am but there's no way today I have to cry

My house is not mine, and neither is this place mine

I'm alone and I can't resist, I have a lot to say

I let my voice out on the roads, I don't want to stop anymore

My path is of stones, how can I dream

Dream made of breeze, wind comes to an end

I will close my tears, I will want to kill myself

I'm going through life, forgetting about you

I don't want death anymore, I have a lot to live

I will want to love again and if I don't I won't suffer

I no longer dream, today I make my life with my arm

I let my voice out on the roads, I don't want to stop anymore

My path is of stones, how can I dream

Dream made of breeze, wind comes to an end

I will close my tears, I will want to kill myself

I'm going through life forgetting about you

I don't want death anymore, I have a lot to live

I will want to love again and if I don't I won't suffer

I no longer dream, today I make my life with my arm

Composers: Music & Portuguese Lyrics: Milton Nascimento / Fernando M. Grant English Lyrics: Gene Lees

. That's why I'm a vampireAnd with my black horse I'm readyAnd I'm sucking the boys' bloodAnd the girls I meetThat's why it's good not to approachtoo close to my eyesotherwise i'll give you a biteThat leaves that wound in your flesh.

🎶....in my mouth I feel the saliva that has dried

from waiting for that kiss

Oh, that kiss that never came

you are crazy in my life

you are a razor to my eyes

you are the standard of agony

That has the moon and the noonday sun

...🎶

...And I feel that thing in my chest

I feel that big mess

i know i'm a vampire

Who will never have peace in the heart

... sometimes i keep thinking

why do i do things like that

And the summer night it passes

With that crazy jasmine smell of yours

And I get drunk on you

I get drunk with passion

In my body the blood doesn't flow, no

Volcano fire and lava flows...

🎶 ...

i, Oh!, pero qué letra más hermosa

Que habla de un corazón apasionado

I made a singing song

All the love I feel for you

You listened impassively

And me singing by your side to die

And still had the poker face

To say in that polite tone

Eu uso óculos escuros pras minhas lágrimas esconder

E quando você vem para o meu lado

Ai, as lágrimas começam a correr

Intérprete: Caetano Veloso

Compositor: Jorge Mautner