Saturday, February 09, 2008

" Pérolas"


'Pérolas'

Elos de pérolas reluzentes
São entes queridos das donzelas
Às quais segredam suas cortejadas peripécias
De cortesãos cavalheiros
As suas conchas são recipientes de néctares
Em que banham de odores suas delicadas peles
Com elas brincam jogos de escondidas
Nos desígnios do enlevo dos seus sonhos
Nas recolhidas preces
De seus íntimos desejos
Qual rosário de contas
De prenhes pedidos de neófitos rebentos

Saudaões Poéticas
João Coelho da Rocha

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Big in Japan





fotos:trekearth.com

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

A cidade perdida





O MAIOR TESOURO DO CAMBOJA ESTEVE ESQUECIDO NAS ENTRANHAS DA SELVA DURANTE 400 ANOS, ANGKOR, A GRANDIOSA CAPITAL DO IMPÉRIO KHMER, ERGUE-SE COMO UM DOS MAIS IMPRESSIONANTES E MISTERIOSOS LEGADOS DA HUMANIDADE.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

You're gonna get bit. And when you're bit, that's it.


JACK ATTACK

In 1994, after being cut off in traffic, Nicholson used a golf club to smash another motorist's windshield. It was (and still is) the most famous instance of road rage meeting golf tantrum."I was out of my mind," he said later, referring to the rugged schedule of a film he was directing and the recent death of a friend. The case was settled out of court when he wrote the other driver a check, reportedly for $500,000. One mystery remained: What club had he used? News reports called it a wedge or a 5-iron; others said 3-iron and 9-iron. Jack had never specified -- until now."I was on my way to the course, and in the midst of this madness I some-how knew what I was doing," he says, "because I reached into my trunk and specifically selected a club I never used on the course: my 2-iron."Case closed.
PLANET JACK
It's Jack's world. We just play in it," says comic Tom Dreesen, a single-digit handicapper who knows the local rules. "Say you're 130 yards out, and he's 140. He hits. You watch his ball go by. Then you start to hit your shot, and zip -- another ball whizzes past. Then he'll drop another, and that one zips by."Why put up with that? He's Jack. It's fun. I'll never forget one time on the sixth hole at Lakeside, a par 3. Jack pushes his tee shot into a bunker. He blasts out over the green, out-of-bounds. Takes a drop in the bunker. Blasts out again -- over the green again. Chips on. Misses the putt. Finally he knocks it in, and he walks off the green with that ear-to-ear smile and says, 'These [freakin'] bogeys are killing me!'
GOLF DIGEST:
What keeps you working at it?
JACK NICHOLSON:
Working at golf? You keep at it because you love it, because the game puts your head in a different place. It's totally engrossing. I mean, obviously I've had romantic setbacks. But women, career, all the things that consume you -- it all goes away on the golf course. You can't think about your girlfriend. You can't think about anything else but the next shot. It's the greatest therapy there is.
I tell people who don't play, "You don't understand golf. I can play this game as well as Tiger ... for a very short time. There's one shot a hole between me and the best golfers in the world -- and 25 million other players between me and the best golfers in the world."

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Golf Addicted

More addictive than vodka

William Leith reviews On Golf by Timothy O'Grady

In this pensive, confessional, sometimes desperate book, Timothy O'Grady examines his own - and, by extension, the Western world's - obsession with golf. But this is not a simple celebration of the game; sometimes it reads like the thoughts of a raging alcoholic or drug addict. O'Grady loves golf, but it also makes him seethe with self-loathing and inner doubt. Golf, he tells us, "will find your addiction gene even more rapidly than vodka or roulette". And then, when you actually get on the course and tee off, "you may feel like tearing your liver out".
Golf, O'Grady thinks, is quite different from other sports for a simple reason - it's the only game in which an ordinary player can sometimes do something extraordinary. Amateur footballers, in contrast, can never kick a ball like Beckham, just as amateur drivers could never bomb round Silverstone like Schumacher. But most golfers experience occasional moments where they feel touched with genius. And when this happens, you get "a feeling of power", a sense that what you have done is "unambiguous, indisputable and pure". After that, there's no turning back.
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Hitting a perfect golf shot, O'Grady tells us, "can overwhelm all the anxieties and miseries in your life and seem to define the essence of the best part of what you are". He grew up in Chicago, the son of a golf addict, and this book charts his relationship with his father. "Golf," says O'Grady, "seemed lodged in our home like another family member that had been born unassisted and ectoplasmically out of him." And this other family member, this unlikely sibling, became the cement between father and son. "The son craves the admiration of the father," says O'Grady, "but he also strives to surpass him, and in some figurative way to kill him."
But when it goes wrong, golf is the worst of sports. Defined by occasional perfection, it can also magnify humdrum failure. In this way, it is the least forgiving of sports. As O'Grady points out, both ball and target are tiny, and the target is way out on the horizon. When you fail, "a violent and enraged self-loathing may enter you like a poison injected into your vein". After a while, even as you walk up to the ball, "you experience a kind of breakdown as though your body has been miswired". And this happens, sooner or later, to everybody. One day, it will happen to Tiger Woods.
In the end, you realise that the horrors of golf are part of the attraction - perhaps the main part. Golf intensifies your relationship with yourself. There's a great moment when O'Grady describes how he played a round with Arnold Palmer. Squaring up to the ball, "my chest felt like it was in flames". Palmer tells O'Grady to calm down - to enjoy himself. Fat chance. For O'Grady, every shot feels like a matter of life and death. That's why this book is so good.

Fonte: http://www.telegraph.co.uk

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Aquecimento Global...

Foto: na net, site desconhecido!

Friday, November 30, 2007

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

It feels like home- Leo´s Restaurant Danai



Fotos: BangBang
Salvos pelo amigo grego, que tinha uma ementa em alemão, uma esposa excelente cozinheira, um vinho tinto grego alcoolizado, uns grelhados á maneira, numa noite gelada em Furth, Nurnberg, Germany, nada melhor que um Hotel ao lado deste personalizado restaurante.
Altamente recomendado, o Restaurante claro... Mas se não fosse o Green Place...

Friday, October 19, 2007

Sweet love in the hands of a beautiful moon

http://www.visithalfmoonbay.org

Silence 4 -

Borrow -

Silence Becomes It


You're never with meYou're never near meWhat time is it ?What time?Whose time is this?Give yourself a chance to breatheI'll give you the room you needYou're never hereYou're never near hereWhat day is this ?What day?Whose day is this?Put me in your supermarket listI'm here, I'm real, it's true, I do existToday you may feel a little sleepyMaybe the morning is too soonI'll guess I will have to borrowOne of your sunny afternoonsBut afternoons they never comeThere's nothing left for me to borrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowYou're wasting meYou're breaking, you're wasting meCan this be love ?Is this ? Whose love is this?What is wrong with you I don't knowNo place in you for meand me, I need you soAnd if you want to be by yourselfNo one disturbing that's alrightI guess I will have to borrowA little of yourself tonightBut tonight it never comesThere's nothing left for me to borrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowI guess I'll try again tomorrowIt may seem a little hollowBut I will try again tomorrowThere's nothing left for me to borrowI guess I will try again tomorrow

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Bandidagem! Peça do Peão 2007!

Os internacionais!
Os locais!
Os intrusos!
O chefe!
Os mentores!

Fotos: Q2

A festa da Peça do Peão, é uma organização independente que acontece na terça feira das Festas do Porto Martins, este ano como no anterior teve direito a bandidos, ...

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Walk like you Drive, Room for two!



Fotos: Bang Bang on São Jorge Islands
" Não percebo as pessoas que adoram trabalhar. Fazer nada, é como flutuar na água, delicioso!"
Ava Gardner

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Final de Tarde na Baía da Salga!


Foto: BangBang
" Escuta, serás sábio. O inicio da sabedoria é o silêncio" Pitágoras (585 A.C. / 495 A.C.)

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Epá, transmite!

Foto: Episódio "enter-77", Lost!

De acordo com Isaiah Berlin, “a meta da Filosofia é ajudar os homens na compreensão de si mesmos e assim operar na claridade, e não loucamente, no escuro”.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

XADREZ


Foto: autor desconhecido---
O tabuleiro de xadrez é o mundo, as peças são os fenômenos do universo."
Thomas Huxley, (1825-1895)

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Monday, June 04, 2007

Aquecimento Global

Tromsoe, Noruega, 04 Jun (Lusa) -

A fusão dos glaciares acelerou nos últimos decénios, num fenómeno alarmante que testemunha o aquecimento global e que acentua, por tabela, as mudanças climáticas, refere um relatório publicado hoje.
Os gelos do Árctico recuaram de 6 a 7 por cento no Inverno e de 10 a 12 por cento no Verão nos últimos 30 anos, indica o relatório, apresentado pelo Programa das Nações Unidas para o Ambiente (PNUA) em Tromsoe, norte da Noruega, na véspera do Dia Mundial do Ambiente.
As superfícies terrestres cobertas de neve fundiram também entre 7 e 10 por cento no hemisfério norte, no período de Março-Abril, nos três ou quatro últimos decénios, adianta o documento.
Consequência do aquecimento da atmosfera, a fusão dos gelos tem também por efeito acelerar as mudanças climáticas, sublinham os investigadores.
"A neve e o gelo reflectem 70 a 80 por cento da energia solar, enquanto a água a absorve, Se a neve e o gelo continuarem a fundir-se, isso ampliará o aquecimento climático", sublinhou Paal Prestrud, um dos autores do relatório, numa conferência de imprensa.
"Cerca de 6.500 milhões de pessoas neste planeta optaram por um modo de vida baseado numa realidade tida como certa. Esta realidade está em vias de mudar ainda mais rapidamente que previsto", adiantou, por seu turno, o director do PNUA, Achim Steiner, também presente nesta cidade norueguesa do Árctico.
A aceleração do aquecimento climático torna as futuras evoluções mais imprevisíveis, sublinhou. Este processo "é de uma tal amplitude que a nossa capacidade de prever o futuro fica seriamente diminuída", referiu.
"Isto significa que a necessidade de nos adaptarmos às mudanças climáticas é tão considerável em termos de consequências e de custos económicos que temos que agir imediatamente", acrescentou.
Segundo os investigadores, cerca de 40 por cento da população mundial poderia ser afectada pelo recuo das superfícies cobertas de neve e dos glaciares da Ásia.
Para numerosos rios, como o Ganges e o Mekong, com nascentes nos Himalaias, uma diminuição do gelo nesta cadeia montanhosa traduzir-se-ia numa diminuição dos recursos em água potável e de irrigação.
A subida do nível dos oceanos, ligada à fusão dos glaciares terrestres, engoliria regiões costeiras e ilhas inteiras, por exemplo, no Bangladesh e na Indonésia.
A fusão dos gelos poderá também contribuir para uma multiplicação dos acidentes meteorológicos como furacões ou inundações, que terão também um impacto directo sobre as populações, a economia e a fauna.
No mundo animal, "as espécies indígenas (do Árctico) desapareceriam, porque não podem abandonar a região. Novas espécies aí se instalariam, provenientes do sul", afirmou Prestrud.
Animal emblemático do Grande Norte, o urso polar está também ameaçado de extinção nos próximos decénios devido ao recuo dos gelos.
Algumas comunidades começaram já a adaptar o seu modo de vida à nova situação climática. Em algumas regiões da Groenlândia, onde a presença da calote glaciar já não é um dado adquirido, caçadores esquimós renunciam aos trenós, preferindo os yoles, pequenas embarcações.

RP.
Lusa/Fim