A TALE OF AN OLD FRIEND - Who do you live for?

“Everyday before go to sleep she felt restless. She was always too tired of being tired all the time. She always had tears in her eyes for having nothing to cry for... Is there such place as home? Who can guide me there? She always wanted to feel more, say more and understand more, but everyone seemed not to feel or understand her... Her message was clear, just love, but this was too much for people to get. Why coudn’t all this be easier? She just wanted to love someone without losing herself in vague feelings. Maybe she was broken, maybe she was wrong, but that was all she had and all she knew from life. When it starts raining, the tears just fall down to earth, and I feel like crying and falling in to pieces. She had just one wish, but it was too far from reality, and she was not real, and just because she wasn’t real, she could exist and keep going on. She was the only part of us which really exists, that part we deny and push aside, but we know it is there. She was hope.”

LIGHTS WILL GUIDE YOU HOME

It’s easy get what you want, but not what you need.

Sometimes we feel like everyday is an incomplete day. Sometimes you try to wake up from a dream and you realize you’re awake. Sometimes you just want a hug, but you are all alone.

Is it so wrong to stand up and make yourself clear? Is it a crime to speak out loud and be someone in the middle of the crowd? What if you think you were born to be special but the world seems not to see it...

This is a prayer for all the ones who try their hard but can’t sleep. For all the ones who keep a smile in their faces even when they feel everything is totally lost. For all the ones who ever felt like everyone needs an explanation but just don’t feel like giving it, because in fact there really isn’t one.

Tonight I embrace it and once more I hug the shadows of this empty room. I just wanted to have a star to shine here next to me, but in this universe, there is nothing but stardust.

DREAMS

DREAMS... Everybody has them. Some good, some bad. Some you wish you could forget. Sometimes you realize you've outgrown them. Sometimes you feel like they're finally coming true. And some of us, just have nightmares. But no matter what you dream, when morning comes, reality intrudes... and the dream begins to sleep away... XOXO.

What’s the secret of life?

Well, let me think for a while and I’ll give you an answer.... Uhm, I think it’ll take me more than some decades... Maybe in next life I’ll tell you. Hold still.

But while I find this out, let me talk about something that maybe I don’t really understand, but at least I can try to figure out: Dreams.

Well, we all have dreams and we always try to make them come true.

Some time ago, someone told me that dreaming too much is keep fooling yourself. I confess that when I heard it, I felt an urgent need to cry. How can I live without dreaming? Sometimes I think the best part of reality is the one that does not exist. What would be the light without the darkness?

I guess I can see the true colors in this case. Everything is just a question of perception. If you look at the mirror without interest, it will only show you defeat. You create your world, so be careful to not to do it wrong.

In our world, matter exists, but without imagination, the colors couldn’t make a Monalisa, the stone could never become David, and cells maybe wouldn’t be a human body.

History is made of dreams. When men couldn’t fly over the skies, someone believed that anything should exist across the ocean. Why was that possible? Weren’t they afraid of nothing? Of course they were, as we still are and we will always be, but it didn’t stop them, and it shouldn’t be able to stop us.

Perjaps, reality would be just too dry to be lived without dreams. Let’s go further: if the dreams didn’t exist, maybe life wouldn’t, either.

Watch your dreams, set your goals, move forward and never think it’s gonna be easy, but certainly worthy.

We need this force that pulls us ahead. If you feel the flame extinguishing, it’s because it’s time to renew things.

Think again, life isn’t yours for no reason

HARRY POTTER - THE SHOW MUST GO ON (AND IT WILL)

And then, she stood in front of Harry, held her wand up and protected him... I felt a true and urgent need to cry, but I didn’t, because it was only the beginning. (scene from HP7-P2 and my reaction to it).

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Do not pity the dead Harry. Pity the living, and, above all, those who live without love.

.....Dumbledore's quote......

Everything looked just normal. A crowded place, busy people walking around, minding their business. An alley in London. Nothing really different from another street in any big city in the world. In the end of it, there was a wall. Just a common wall. No one would never stop to pay attention to it. And this is how the story goes until the end, right? No, it’s not right. There’s much more than this. There’s magic behind this wall.

They were just red old bricks, however, if you knew exactly where to touch them with your wand (assuming you have one), they would magically change and open to you. Through this path, you would be able to go into a world you never thought that could exist.

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Happiness can be found in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

.....Dumbledore's quote.....

It was a rainy morning, I was feeling a little sleepy, since it was early (around 7 a.m., if I’m not wrong). I can’t remember all the details, like for example why we were going to watch a movie, what date we were in, but I think we were close to Christmas and that’s why one of the teachers took a movie to the school. Everybody sat on the ground and found a place where they could see the TV. I was ready and expecting for another silly movie (at school teachers don't use to play really good movies), but then, when the movie started, I couldn’t stop watching it until the end. If someone had asked me, I wouldn't know what to say about it. And when it was over, I just wanted to start watching it again. This was the first time I watched Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s stone, and I couldn’t wait to read the book.

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Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

.....Dumbledore's quote.....

That small boy grew up. He learnt that in life, sometimes, the most important thing we have are our friends, who are a real and valuable family. He found out that differences can be used to jugde people and that this is wrong. He saw how unfair justice can be and how the world is not a bed of roses for everyone. He grew up stronger. It was in the middle of a storm of new experiences and problems that he faced death for the first time. He watched his loved ones die and he grew up feeling the lack of his parent’s love. He lost almost everything... But he kept the faith in friendship and he never ceased to believe. He believed in his friends, in his feelings, in the magic. He learnt how to keep going. His name is Harry Potter.

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Dark times lie ahead of us and there will be a time when we must choose between what is easy and what is right.

.....Dumbledore's quote.....

Some people say it’s a fool story. They use to say it’s too far from reality, but that’s because they can’t see how reality really is. We are surrounded by all kinds of magic.

I don’t believe that there is a single person who have never experienced how powerful friendship can be. Who has never felt the size of the happiness of having a friend on your side, of not being alone. And is it possible to find anyone who has never made mistakes and then tried to repair the damages? I don’t think so. This is Harry Potter; a representation of the growth process. For the ones who don’t believe in magic, maybe this is the time to stop a little and think in everything we are. Is it possible to live in a world with no mysteries? Is it possible to live without feelings?

The fact is: it’s not a question of seeing how impossible things are, but of thinking “what if they could be possible?”

I am from the generation who grew up reading and watching HP series, and I can say that it was really part of my life. During all those years, I’ve always felt the magic that echoes from that story. And now, this month, when I watched the movie and realized that it was the end, it was impossible avoid thinking about my own childhood. There are so many memories attached to this whole series.

Despite all the other things I could say about the book series, movies, games and any other stuff included, what I’m feeling now is joy. I feel happy for being in the group of people who saw everything from the beginning, who waited long years until the books come on sale, and gathered together to discuss and try to guess what was coming next. I’m happy for being one of the children who has always waited to receive a letter from Hogwarts and see an owl arriving at the front door. I'm happy because I believe, and I will always do.

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Thanks J.K. Rowling for all those years of magic. The real and most beautiful spell still remains in mine and in all your fan’s hearts.

.......RPS.......

VILLAINS - PROLOGUE

Well, Well, The ones who are not dead always come back...

I’m back, after... uhm... It’s been a so long time since I last posted that I don’t know when it was (And I’m to tired and lazy to see the date in my last post).

Well, the fact is that I’ve been gone for a while because I’m having so much work to do, and I can’t even stop to write a few lines (Oh, yeah, I know, it sucks!).

When you really want to do something, but you realize you just can’t, it feels like you are impotent.

Well, let’s get to work!

When I was forced to make my short stop (well, not so short) I was in the last post about Villains. Now, I will finish the series. The following text is prologue.

First of all, I wanna thank you all for reading my texts, and I wanna say that what really makes difference is not to have many readers, but have “good” readers.

Villains are evil, wicked, and have no sense of right and wrong. When I started writing about villains I said that I liked them because they are almost always much more interesting than heroes. And I keep my word: they are much more complex. Even the ones who look simple at the first sight have much more behind the appearances.

Think of Joker. He is so pathetic and irrational, but is exactly for being stupid and having no deep intentions that he is able to be so genius. When you don’t really have a plan, you are able to do anything you want! Hannibal, on the other side, is a classy villain who proves that intelligence makes all the difference sometimes: he is able to fool people like children. Magneto, by his time, is an almost “good” villain, once he is a victim from the circumstances, but he doesn’t measure his efforts to get what he wants.

Well, in short, I think everything starts by the concept of power. Almost all villains (the good ones) are always looking for power and domination. You can be strong, but that’s not enough, you have to be the strongest. Maybe you already have more than you need, but what if you still could have much more? Maybe everything... That’s the path that leads people to become villains.

If they are cruel and sadistic, or quiet and calm, it’s just a question of style. In the end, all they want is to be more than anyone. Overcome this small and fragile human shell.

Who is the best villain in my opinion? It’s a very difficult question... Even now, I can think of some more villains which I could have chosen and written before, but there’s no more time for them.

I admire all the ones I wrote about because of their specific characteristics, so I can say it’s not a question to choose the best one, but to tell you what the best one should be.

A great villain? Well, he (or she) needs to mix intelligence (Hannibal), style (Sylar), power and wickedness (Voldemort), madness (Joker) and an ideal (Magneto).

Who is this perfect villain? I guess he (or she) has not been created yet, and that’s why I’m going to write my own story and try to bring the best villain ever to life.

The ones who survive will see it.

Well my friends, this is it for now. This series ends here. I hope you enjoyed it. Leave your comments and let me know if you agree or not with me. And if you have any idea or suggestion of themes for the blog, feel free to tell me.

Hugs for you all!

MAGNETISM

I’m back and ready to talk about the first character who comes from the cartoons.

He is powerful, intelligent and has a great hunger for power.

Erik Magnus Lehnsherr has a sad life history. He started suffering very early in his life, once he was a Jew. He was hunted by the Nazis, and taken to the famous concentration camp named Auschwitz. There, while he was just a teenager, he met the woman who became the love of his life.

After a risky escape, they start a normal life together and have a baby. However, things go wrong when Erik’s powers start coming up. In the beginning everything is fine, but then, after some time, his powers evolve and he can’t contain them anymore, what makes people scared and mad about him.

All this culminates with his child, a little girl, dying on a fire at their house caused by the villagers who wanted to kill him. After that, Erik gets so angry that he can’t hold his powers and, in a big explosion, he incinerates all the people around the house. His wife, scared by this big demonstration of destruction, runs away from him.

Erik tries to find her, but he can’t because he is, at the same time, trying to escape from the special forces sent by the government to capture him.

All this, plus the fact that he has no life anymore, makes him change everything in his existence, even his name. He is now Magneto, and his main ideal is to make the world accept the ones who are, for some reason, different.

Magneto meets, at a certain time, Xavier, a young and powerful mutant, just as he is. They have dreams of changing the world together, but they disagree in how to do this. Magneto believes that human race has no cure, and that mutants must govern people and punish the ones who don’t accept it. Nevertheless, Xavier can’t go on this plan, because he wants peace and communion between humans and mutants.

So, They split up and the friendship is not the same anymore.

What happens is that Magneto finds many followers for his cause and so does Xavier. Magneto runs a group named Brotherhood, and Xavier opens the Institute for all the mutants who want to join him.

They both keep fighting, but, in the end, they are just bothers trying to reach the same place, just by walking through different paths.

I decided to put Magneto here, because I think he isn’t a really villain. He is the first one I think is not really evil. He has grown among so many problems, so who can jugde him? I’m not saying that the environment determinates the final product, because I don’t really think like this, but he isn’t bad. He just wants a better place to live.

I don’t know, but I think he can be forgiven from all his sins, once he has done them for a greater good. Perhaps, “The end justify the means” (Maquiavel). (Such a complicated concept!)

Is it true?

Well, It’s a philosophical question that can’t be answered here, but we can at least let a piece of light in the subject:

People see the world by their personal point of view. What if they could feel beyond their strict senses and see the reality exactly how it is? What is really right or wrong? Men have created laws, so, the question is: are men well equipped for this responsibility?

Let’s reflect on this.

Keep going Magnus! I’m just right behind you!

PLAYING OF KILLING

Heath Ledger was a fascinating actor. He started his artistic career in Australia, where he was born, and then, in 1998, he went to USA, where, movie by movie, he climbed the fame ladder. He became an icon, a star. However, being only 28 years old, he died when he was about to reach the top of the top: win the Oscar for his performance as Joker in Batman’s last adventure. In fact, the recognition came in a posthumous award, but it was too late for him.

Nowadays, when I see him as Joker, I believe that all the great people in this world has some kind of misfit, it can be something like a psychological problem, a social difficulty in finding friends, a tendency to evolves depression, and maybe even a suicidal conduct.

All artists, the ones who are really brilliant (a few ones, in fact), always live in the extreme poles: they are never medium or average, they are always in supreme happiness or in the deepest sadness. They all are big, in the good or in the bad side, always big. What happens is that they are not done for this small and finite world. All great souls need more, and they can’t find it here…

Ledger was dragged by the character.

Joker is a villain that I respect a lot because of some things. First, he represents a crazy villain. He shows another face of evil (a new, haven’t seen in this blog yet) because he doesn’t have desires about nothing. He isn’t worried about dominating the world, getting power, scaring people, oh no, he is almost beyond evil and good, he is insane.

Joker is a villain that doesn’t harm people, he just plays with them, after all, he is just a joker. However, inside all his simplicity, he carries a very complex and original system of feelings. He has nothing to loose, using his own words from the movie: “I represent the chaos!”

We see an immoral, inconsequent, incoherent, and very, very violent person. Joker shows all his potential for destruction when he simply plays to kill people.

Once more, a villain steals the scene: Batman can’t be noticed when we have someone so interesting as Joker close to him. I think there’s nothing more I can say about him. He shows himself by his acts. He’s brilliant and just because of it he’s also terrible. To understand what I mean, just keep reading.

I found many difficulties in choosing Joker’s best quotes for this post, so, I’ve selected four extraordinary ones.

Joker to Batman: “Oh, you. You just couldn’t let me go, could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You are truly incorruptible, aren’t you? Huh? You won’t kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness. And I won’t kill you because you’re just too much fun. I think you and I are destined to do this forever.”

Joker: Do you want to know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick. You can’t savor all the… little emotions. In… you see, in their last moments, people show you who they really are. So in a way, I know your friends better than you ever did. Would you like to know which of them were cowards?

Batman: Let her go! Joker: [holding Rachel out of a window] Very poor choice of words…

Joker [holding a knife inside Gambol's mouth] Wanna know how I got these scars? My father was… a drinker. And a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn’t like that. Not-one-bit. So – me watching – he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it! Turns to me, and he says, “why so serious, son?” Comes at me with the knife… “Why so serious?” He sticks the blade in my mouth… “Let’s put a smile on that face!” And…Why so serious?

Do I have anything else to say?

Hugs, friends!