Destruir? Pra que?

Nos precisamos de viver,
Nos precisamos de cantar,
Tambem precisamos de ter...
Ar para respirar!
Esse ar e um composto
Feito por algum genio
Que introduziu
Nos nossos pulmoes oxigenio.
Mas esse ar esgota
E podemos assim morrer...
Assim por cada arvore que se corta
Eh um "bocado de ar a desaparecer".
E o homem que nao eh deus
Sendo assim, um simples mortal
O que eh certo e vai acontecer
Com este comportamento anormal,
Tudo vai deixar de ser...
Para nunca mais existir
Ja ai nao pode haver mais mal,
Vai-se tudo extinguir.
Por isso devemos pensar
Como parar o carrossel
E tentar,
Tudo isto evitar...
E parar para pensar
Sempre que se gasta uma folha de papel.

~ The Measure of a Human ~

4 Measurements? [smile]

Success is entirely subjective. If you define what success means to you, you're not measuring up to anybody's standards but your own.

Ambition trumps ability. When it comes to reaching the beachhead of success, passion is a stronger tide than raw talent.

Self-deprecation is the most endearing type of humor. It sets people at ease; just be careful not to overuse it or you won't be taken seriously.

Regardless of your size, learn to empathize with the little guy. It'll broaden your thinking, keep you humble, and ensure that you always have the proper perspective. The ability to examine issues from above and below is priceless.

* Friend <3 *

All my life I have searched for a definition for the word friend, many times I thought,
friends were just angels with no wings, but no definition is better than the one I now know.
It's not a written, read or talked definition.
It was a beautiful attitude, without losing anything.
Didn't fall short in words, it was just sincere...
...Faithful, respectful, without any harm.
Said it how it should be, not saving the bad things,
but keeping the respect towards a lady like it should always be.
Showed me the road I shouldn't take, 'cause like a blind bird, I tried to fly.
This showed me how profound was the gesture, and I finally understood:
You knew more about me than I should know.
On that shoulder of yours, I was able, in full, lean and get support.
And all I wanted was your hand so I could hold it...
For "friend" I won't search any more definitons...
... because I carry you with me, all the time, in my heart.

<3

"A forca de vontade move montanhas"

Montanhas atraves da evolucao do homem sempre tem servido de alegoria aos seus conhecimentos e obstaculos.
Do topo delas tudo parece mais claro e tem mais profundidade. Subi-las implica em esforco... Da arribada aos cumes, vem a sensacao de conquista, e mais do que esta, a paz de espirito.
A solidao das altitudes descobre nos homens a realidade da sua pequenez no universo, e da proximidade e dependencia de Deus?!?!?
Como obstaculo, a montanha, para o homem de vontade forte, nao o leva a concluir ser ela intransponivel.
Por isso ficou cunhado o dito, que a forca de vontade pode mover montanhas.