11 October 2006

Pra começar...

"Does the Flap of a Butterfly’s Wings in Brazil set off a Tornado in Texas?" Edward Lorentz

"São sem número as respostas que estão apenas a espera de uma pergunta." José Saramago

"What we anticipate seldom occurs: but what we least expect generally happens." Benjamin Disraeli

"Man is born to seek power, yet his actual condition makes him a slave to the power of others." Hans Morghentau

"After all, for every neck, there are two hands to choke it." J.J Mearsheimer

"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones." Albert Einstein

"The art of war is simple enough. Find out where your enemy is. Get at him as soon as you can. Strike him as hard as you can, and keep moving on." Ulysses S. Grant

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"There are billions of galaxies in the observable universe
And each of them contains hundreds of billions of stars
In one of this galaxies
Orbiting one of those stars
Lies a little blue planet
And this planet is run
By a bunch of monkeys
But these monkeys do not think of themselves as monkeys
They don´t even think of themselves as animals
In fact, they love to list all the things that they think that separates them from the animals
Oposible thumbs
Self awareness
They use words like Homo Erectus and Australopithecus
You say tomato, I say tomato, they´re animals, alright
They´re monkeys
Monkeys with high speed fiber optics technology
But monkeys nevertheless
I mean, they´re cleaver, you gotta give them that
The Pyramids, Skyscrapers, Phantom Jets, the Great Wall of China
This is all very impressive
For a bunch of monkeys
Monkeys whose brains have evolved to such an unmanageable size that now is pretty much impossible to them to be happy,
In fact, they are the only animals that think that they´re supposed to be happy all the time
Where all the other animals can just be
But is not that simple for the monkeys
You see, the monkeys are cursed with consiousness
And so the monkeys are afraid
So the monkeys worry
The monkeys worry about everything
Mostly about what all the other monkeys think
Because the monkeys desperatly wanna fit in with the other monkeys
What is pretty hard to do, because some of the monkeys hate each other
This is really what separates them from the other animals, these monkeys hate
They hate monkeys that are different
Monkeys from different places
Monkeys who are different coloured
You see, the monkeys feel alone
All six billion of them
Some of the monkeys pay another monkey to listen to their problems
The monkeys wanna answers, the monkeys know they are going to die so the monkeys make up gods, and then they worship them
Then the monkeys start to argue whose make-up god is better
And the monkeys get really pissed off and this is usually when monkeys decide is a good time to start killing each other
So monkeys wage war
The monkeys make hydrogen bombs
The monkeys get their entire planet wired up to explode
The monkeys just can´t help it
Some of the monkeys play to a sold out crowd, of other monkeys
The monkeys make trophys, and they give them to each other
Like it means something
Some of the monkeys thought they had all figured out
Some of the monkeys read Nietzsche
The monkeys argue about Nietzsche
Without giving any consideration to the fact that Nietzsche,
Was just another monkey
The monkeys make plans
The monkeys fall in love
The monkeys have sex
And then they make more monkeys
The monkeys make music
And then the monkeys dance
Dance Monkeys Dance
The monkeys make a hell of a lot of noise
The monkeys have so much potential that they only need to apply themselves
The monkeys shave the hair of the body in a clear denial of their true monkey nature
The monkeys build giant monkey hives that they call cities
The monkeys draw a lot of imaginary lines in the dirt
The monkeys are running out of oil, which is what fuels their precarious civilization
The monkeys are polluting and raping their planet, like there was no tomorrow
The monkeys like to pretend that everything is just fine
Some of the monkeys think that actually all of the universe was entirely created for their own benefit
As you can see, they are just messed up monkeys
This monkeys are at once the ugliest and the most beautiful creatures of the planet
And the monkeys don´t want to be monkeys
They want to be something else
But they´re not."

Dance Monkey Dance - Ernest Cline (www.ernestcline.com)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m89rYW0epTs
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That´s all for now...folks...

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