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Personal | Pessoal

AM I SHARING TOO MUCH?

I have mixed feelings on blogging about myself. I don’t know whether I’m vain or in need for attention, but there’s this urge to share what comes in to my mind and the insane hope of getting some love in return. This is the behavior of a child.

Since I was said four years ago to have a mental illness for most of my life without being aware of it, sharing my emotions became even more urgent. I found myself not needy but desperate for attention and love. As time passes, I’m getting more unbearable.

Somehow I have the idea that my opinions matter, that my rubbish is valuable contribution to a better world. Knowing there’s absolutely nothing new on my epiphanies, I take refuge on aesthetics, claiming to create new items of beauty that will boost the humanity within us. I think of myself as a kickass artist.

Sharing my views and emotional processing is the chore of my art, wich I take as universal, as part of the most intimate common ground we share as human beings. It would probably be wiser to keep this apart from the promotion of my services as a professional illustrator, but I can’t find a way of achieving that. It all goes in the same package.

You’re hiring more than a drawing machine, folks. Sorry about that.

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Opinion | Opinião

A Dignity Money Check

There is money enough for this. It is possible to give a check to each citizen with the necessary amount to survive with dignity. The Gross Domestic Product of my country is 200 000 Million EUR per year. We are about 12 Million citizens, diaspora included. In my crazy math, there’s more than enough money to give 1 Million EUR for each citizen!

Don’t get me wrong. I am not asking for this. All I’m saying is that even a poor country as mine has money enough to share. If governments, politicians and economists were smart, they wouldn’t be afraid of investing money on citizens. When survival and a minimal comfort are granted, citizens are creative and highly productive. They become motivated and inspired. Dignity boosts self-esteem, confidence and the development of skills.

The plague of unemployment and its consequent suffering and mental illnesses are easy to defeat. Give to each citizen a weekly dignity check. Money to end poverty. Move away the specter of fear.

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Opinion | Opinião

Going Mental

Despair is a bitch. Comparing reasons for despair is torture. The horizon of normality disappears under the blizzard of anxiety.

Loneliness becomes huge to the point of we getting apart from ourselves. Probably the last device from the survival kit. Witnessing instead of acting. Nothing left to feel except for the omnipresent squeeze on the chest. Absolute paralysis. Ever growing pressure from a flow of tears that will never come.

There is anger, of course. All seems unfair and that view isn’t far from truth. Nature is unfair. Justice is a human creation and we’re still far away to get it done, complete and effective. Casualties are expected, injuries and death. Mental wounds give away our flesh.