The "jungle" I walk past in my daily commute.             As I start my five-minute walk back home, countless thoughts flourish amid fears of a shrinking end-of-month budget. The light rain falling this evening brings the gentle music one needs to feel happy or sorrowful. Umbrella up, I leap down the watered street, my body reflected on the asphalt mirror like a character from a film noir: Humphrey Bogart, or so. All it lacks is the red-lipped lady looking sneakily from a side porch. Life’s a movie, then; you play your part, sad or thrilling, giving up on a happy ending.          Hiking’s cheap, flying’s much better. So many places to see, you can’t help remembering that song, “So Far Away from Me.” The year was 1979, maybe a little earlier. People rallied in the streets for democracy; there were still military men everywhere, overseeing us, lecturing us on whatever they wished or thought they should. We str...

           Now that we’re heading to a new election, many friends have complained that this country isn’t moving fast enough, that it has been too lazy, inconsistent, and hesitant in its march towards backwardness. This way, they say, we will never get what we have been promised. One century ago, poet Oswald de Andrade claimed that anthropophagy was the way we should undertake to reach civilization right away, but we have evolved since: now autophagy is the thing, our real style. Why should we worry about this national foolishness if we can achieve it much faster than politicians, economists, and the media have suggested?          Crisis is all around; let’s pump up our economic figures! It could just be more chaotic and unplanned than before, but let’s rest in peace. What do these people want? Millions and millions of polluting, noisy, individualistic, disgusting cars, highways, factories, second-rate...

(Imagem: www.whyevolutionistrue.wordpress)             Those who pray and those who don’t. Those who write poems and those who read them. Those who live every minute as if it were the last one, we all search high  and low for eternity. At old times as well as in the age of the Internet, the same thoughts keep rolling on and on in our minds, after all mankind hasn’t changed so much, we’ve got to watch the news:             “Men land on Mars and are kidnapped by aliens”             “Eldelry skateboarder breaks legs but doesn’t give up”             Where are we heading?             The other day I met and old friend of mine:             - Hi, ...