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DO SERINGAL AO TOPO DO MUNDO Francimar MoreiraFilha de pai seringueiro, ela nasceu na decada de 50, do seculo XX, no Estado do Acre. Morou em palafita no Seringal Bagaco, foi infectada por residuos de metais pesados criminosamente lancados em cursos de aguas de sua regiao , permaneceu analfabeta ate os 15 anos, por absoluta falta de oportunidade de receber instrucoes, foi, ainda, acometida de graves enfermidades, inclusive, teria sido desenganada pelos medicos, e, nunca mais gozou saude plena. A contaminacao, que certamente fragilizou-lhe o sistema imunologico, tornou-a vulneravel a inumeras doencas: tres hepatites, cinco malarias, leishmanioses e varias outras de menor gravidade, contra as quais resistiu e lutou heroicamente. Mas sua batalha foi alem!... Afinal, havia as dificuldades impostas pela falta de recursos materiais!... Milagrosamente saiu-se vencedora, constituindo-se, portanto, em espetacular caso de superacao pessoal registrado entre nos. Trata-se, sem duvida, de uma predestinada, dotada de grande coragem moral, de um enorme desejo e esperanca de ver a humanidade alcar-se a outro estagio civilizatorio, de mudar o mundo!... Sobretudo, nutre uma inabalavel fe em Deus que, regada pela chama do amor a fortalece. Alias, para quem conhece a saga dessa incansavel idealista, por mais incredulo que seja, fica dificil nao desconfiar da existencia de uma mao invisivel, um poder imensuravel a conspirar a favor dela. Se nao bastasse o seu historico de superacao, a firmeza com que defende as suas conviccoes, e a admiravel bagagem intelectual, tambem encanta o mundo sua determinacao de lutar pelas causas que considera vitais para o bem-estar da humanidade e de todas as especies vivas do planeta Terra. Sobre as doencas que sofreu e a fe inabalavel que revela, e comum se ouvir pessoas dizendo: Quase chorei de emocao, ao ouvir a historia de vida da acreana (...)!. Seu pai, um retirante nordestino, natural do Estado do Ceara, que migrou para a regiao Amazonica, fugindo da seca e atraido pelo latex emulsao que se constitui na principal materia prima para a fabricacao da borracha , possuia uma habilidade que o destacava dos demais seringueiros: a facilidade de lidar com os numeros e executar alguns calculos matematicos. A vocacao do genitor para a logica numerica e o prazer em poder ajudar a seus companheiros, faziam sua casa ser muito visitada aos domingos: eram os colegas de profissao que iam pedir-lhe para calcular o valor do latex que haviam produzido na semana anterior. Afinal, nao devemos ficar a merce de calculos feitos somente pelos compradores Diziam os amigos, repletos de gratidao. Do pai, ela herdou a facilidade de raciocinar guiada pela logica, o pendor pelos numeros, o sentimento de justica e o desejo de superar-se e alcar grandes voos. Contudo, somente aos 16 anos de idade lhe surgiu a oportunidade de ser alfabetizada, por meio do MOBRAL - Movimento Brasileiro de Alfabetizacao, criado pelo regime militar, que governou o Brasil de 1964 a 1985. O contato com as letras e a ciencia, nao somente lhe rendeu nova visao de mundo, como lhe revelou a dimensao dos abissais desniveis sociais que grassa entre os povos do mundo inteiro, o
mandatario maior de seu Pais. As trombadas foram inevitaveis, ate quando decidiu que nao devia mais ficar e pediu para sair. Retomou, entao, o seu posto no Senado, desfiliou-se do partido que estava no poder e pelo qual havia sido eleita senadora, e logo se filiou a outra agremiacao partidaria cuja bandeira principal era as causas ambientais e ecologicas. Pouco tempo depois foi lancada candidata a Presidente da Republica pelo Partido Verde. A surpresa foi a obtencao de quase vinte milhoes de votos, por um partido pequeno e, ainda desconhecido da maioria dos brasileiros. Embora sem mandato, continuou a receber convites para proferir palestras nos mais diversos paises e continentes. A abordagem principal sempre foram temas ligados as questoes ambientais e ecologicas, porem, em reconhecimento a sua determinacao e extraordinario historico de superacao, costumam convidar-lhe para abrilhantar encontros, seminarios, e ate festejados eventos esportivos de grande magnitude, em companhia de expressivas autoridades mundiais. Foi na abertura das Olimpiadas de verao de Londres, em 2012, em que estavam presentes varios chefes de Estado fato que, naquele instante, transformou o lugar em topo do mundo , que ela, ao Integrar o seleto grupo de celebridades mundiais que conduzia a bandeira com os aneis Olimpicos, elevou-se, de forma glamourosa, a condicao de grande lider, o que causou encanto aos seus admiradores e, certamente, irritacao a algum desafeto. Encantou aos seus quase vinte milhoes de eleitores, no Brasil, e aos muitos milhoes de simpatizantes, no mundo inteiro. Porem, irritou sobremaneira a chefe de Estado com a qual se atritou, quando ambas eram ministras. Ao bater os olhos no grupo que conduzia a flamula das olimpiadas, a ex-colega, transformada em desafeta, contraiu o cenho e, apos olhar fixo e atentamente, indagou a um assessor que estava ao seu lado: Sera que aquela mestica e a..., ou eu estou delirando?!.... Nao, Excelencia, nao ha nenhum delirio. Aquela a quem a Senhora chamou de mestica, e, na verdade, Maria Osmarina Marina da Silva Vaz de Lima, a ex-enferma, ex-analfabeta, ex-domestica, ex-vereadora, ex-deputada, ex-senadora, ex-ministra, ex-candidata a Presidente e, segundo dizem, futura Presidente da Republica Federativa do Brasil proclamou o assessor presidencial. Irritada, a Chefona do Estado brasileiro proclamou: Isso e uma desfeita a minha autoridade e a minha pessoa. Vou protestar junto ao Comite Olimpico Internacional!... e, chamando a sua presenca o representante da diplomacia brasileira em Londres, determinou que o protesto fosse formulado naquele mesmo dia. Ao saber da irritacao que a sua presenca causou a ex-colega e chefe do governo brasileiro, a guerreira das causas ambientais, do ecossistema, da paz e da vida simplesmente esbocou um leve e enigmatico sorriso e, parecendo desejar extrair, do horizonte infinito ou do nada, explicacoes para as terriveis contradicoes humanas, simplesmente cravou-lhe um longo, abstrato e suplicante olhar. Imperatriz/Ma. 08 de maio de 2014.
Estive aproveitando nessa tarde os ultimos minutos da minha semana em casa sozinho. Dennis passou a semana em Kenosha, Wisconsin, com os pais dele, e eu fiquei aqui por causa do trabalho e estudos. Fiquei sozinho. Chamei uns amigos para um churrasquinho no domingo e durante a semana aproveitei cada momento "apreciando o meu ser".Como foi dificil me reacustumar. Eu achei que eu ia amar cada minuto, ja que adorava ficar sozinho quando eu morava no Brasil... que nada, nos primeiros dias eu quase entrei em depressao. Mas os ultimos foram realmente muito bons. Senti saudade disso, senti necessidade disso. Quanto tempo eu nao ficava sozinho, comigo memso, conversando com minhas ideias. Como nos velhos tempos...Uma coisa que pesou foi o fato da preguica ter tomado conta de mim nesses dias, acho que estou acustumado com o Dennis marcando prescenca e por isso relaxei.No primeiro dia eu limpei os quatro cantos da casa e fui para a cama as 7h30pm. Nao consegui dormir nos primeiros dias com medo de alguem invadir o quintal ou um bandido tentar quebrar a janela.No ultimo eu ja estava apagando no sofa e fazendo minha propria comida.Adorei minha semana sozinho em casa.Agora estou no Aeroporto Internacional de San Francisco esperando meu embarque para Huston, de la pego outro aviao para Milwaukee e de carro vou para Kenosha, onde os pais do Dennis vivem.Boa Viagem! Two nights ago Dennis and I have dinner at the neighbors house. They are Ken and Ed, partners for many years, around 50 years old and married by the state of California. Ed id gardener designer and Ken is from New York, he works in a publishing company and I like his personality. He looks very smart and decided, I kind of like that. I can say he is a very charming guy. There also was Kristian, our neighbor and New Yorker as well; she is a happy woman with a good energy who lives across the street by herself and her dog. I like here but I dont know her so well yet. I hope we turn very close friends. Ken and Ed live in a house behind mine, it a beautiful house and very private. There no many views for the outside, and that makes me a little nervous. However, were celebrating 10 years since they moved in to El Cerrito. Ken prepared a delicious dinner and we talked a lot about many different things. Even about the fact that Kristian is planning in adopt a baby. We ate delicious chicken made by Kens and drank wine. The really know how to cook! During the dinner one of the subject we talked about was my situation in this country and how my married with Kim didnt work out at all. I cant say it didnt work because actually I came in this country thanks for this marriage, so at the end, I cant say didnt worse it. But after my second call to the immigration Kim gave up and cur the contact with Dennis and me. They got very disappointed with
her during my explanation and so did I, but I cant do anything since what she did was a favor and just that. This is one of the reasons that make me a little cold about responsibility. It was a very serious agreement and I preferred to pay and keep the friendship besides since I expected the deal respected until the very end. Kim ran away from us, skipping meetings and blocking me from Facebook. And I dont really care about it because after she gone Dennis and I feel much more relieved. She has problems about relationship and depression, and I dont really want to be part of all these. I definitely have to thanks her after all even this situation didnt finished so well. But she doesnt want to meet and I have to respect that. I just hope he gets better and move on in her life. But I dont think we will be friend at all anymore. I feel that things are working out better; even the situation is still very delicate and Im almost an illegal person in this country.Thats when Kristian said, and if I married you? and for one second everything that happened with me come trough my mind: The first time I met Kim in Rio, the fake marriage in Brazil, the three of us going to the honeymoon, the day she came get me at SFO Airport, the problems we had when she moved in, pills, depression, etc... And I didnt answer that. Dennis start to explain why the things didnt work, but I think even for a strong woman like Kristian it would be too difficult. Moreover, I dont want keep lying about it. I am so happy and in peace beside the guy that I love. I decide to be honest time with this powerful country to see what happens. The USA Immigration Office does a very good job making these fakes marriage a hell in life and even if I didnt regretted the marriage, I would never turn Kristians life into that. I really hope the immigration understands that. Dennis and I just cant live apart anymore. Dennis is really nervous about all that. He plans to run away with me, to move to Canada and transfer all the Athletic Model Guilds archive to there. Im working hard to do not let this gets into my mind as an option. I think I would never have balls to treat Denniss life like that. Anyway, I decide stop thinking about all this and focus in de gorgeous chicken I was eating and the delicious wife in my glass. But they kept going back in this subject and I started being a little uncomfortable and a little nervous. I started sweating. Now, Im trying the asylum, because its the truest way I could find to fight for my future. We hired the same office we worked with before, in my marriage. And I feel very positive about them. Monica Miklas is doing a great work with Sarah Castello, the lawyer. I cant
wait for the day I can go there with flowers and say thank you for everything. Im going to the office in San Francisco next Tuesday to give some more documents and talk a little about my possibilities. I kind of dont feel that well win this case in first place. But I think well win this fight in the end. There is no most beautiful reason for it in this country.
Raining day! We arent waiting for all this water coming from the sky. Dennis and I forgot the sofa that we have on the deck uncovered during all night on the rain. And I realized today that I never bought an umbrella here. With this rain, nothing better than be inside working all day... what a hell am I saying? I spend all day desiring go to the bed and eat everything I can while watching South Park on TV. I worked all day, but first I went to the gym. Going to the gym is making me feel better since sometimes I get tired too early and also makes me feel more attractive. Am I with a nice body? Not anymore since I just ate a full package of cookies after work before I start writing this. I sit down here in the office organizing my things for tomorrow. Backpack ready and felling myself terrible after that package of cookies. I cant believe I did it after lost 3 pounds at the gym last week. I need to stop thinking that after a good work out day I deserve crap food like Jack In The Box or chocolate. The problem is that in this country the fast food is just delicious! Sometimes I cant resist that.Today I finally could reconcile two bank accounts of the company. I work for Denniss company called Athletic Model Guild; The Athletic Model Guild, or AMG, was founded by gay pornographer pioneer Bob Mizer in December 1945 her in this country. Mizer began his business by taking pictures of men that he knew, both gay and straight. His subjects would often pose for pictures, which, while ostensibly meant to illustrate fitness tips and the like, were clearly produced and published as homoerotic material. He died in the 90s and Dennis bought the company with the statement in 1994 and start make money copies of those old vintage films in DVD and also publishing Bob Mizers photos and history. The Athletic Model Guild also makes gay movies made in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. I not a porn star but just somebody who takes care of financial stuff and eBay sellings. I reconcile accounts, add numbers on the system, take care of some invoices and payments, and also sell old nude photographs on Ebay. I dont make much money because its a very small company and Dennis cant afford so much. Im considering myself as a office manager and accounting assistant. The company is in our basement and we work all day at home. Its nice to work at home sometimes, but there are some days that I start freaking out and feel like Ill leave the house screaming on the street.This company is responsible for my relationship with Dennis did work last years. When Dennis and I felt in love in that Saturday, February 25, 2006, I knew it would be just one more broken heart. He living in the U.S going to Brazil two times a year and me a simple young Brazilian living in Rio
de Janeiro waiting for him... it would never work. I just ignore my feeling for while even knowing that Dennis felt the same for me. After that first day we talked on the phone every single night until I finally move here one year ago in 2008. He went back to Brazil four months later and there I was waiting for him. I couldnt believe myself doing such a thing. I found out about the company later, and also the fact that Dennis always dreamed making adult movies there in Brazil. I start suddenly having a great idea to keep us together. So, when I knew what he did like to make movies in Brazil, I decided to make it happens. I knew some body that worked in straight adult movies and had him to meet Dennis one day. They talked and decided to make those movies Dennis wanted together. That was great. But a little less than one year later this whole idea went out of control, the productions wasnt that good and this guy that I found was overcharging us. Dennis knew that if he had to pay all that money for production, he couldnt be able to do more than two movies a year in Brazil. My goal was in risk. Dennis decided laid off the guy and I had no other choice then study hard this area, find locations, models, going though some negotiations, finding equipments, and also did payments, work sheets and everything I could do for him to spend more time there. As I didnt charge more that I need, Dennis saved so much money that he start to fly back to Brazil every two months. And thats how we kept our loveDuring those three years trying to get a Visa to come to the U.S, our relationship was surviving by porn movies productions. Funny? Hot? No!!! I couldnt stand anymore. I never really liked to do this work since was difficult and sometimes dangerous. To work with those kind of people request a lot of patience and there are many guys trying to get a vantage on the rich American. I felt so disturbed sometimes that, last production, I said to Dennis that I want to quit. I could see in his eyes how sad he turned, but I did all that only because of the fact that I want to be with him. And now Im here, in America, living every single minute with him. I dont need to hurt myself doing something that I really dont feel comfortable doing. I told him that Ill still be there for him and for everything he needs, and also Ill try to find somebody to replace me. He know that nobody will do this work with the same responsibility I did because it was my way to be able to love him. Anyway, I ended this conversation and we never talked about that anymore. Lets see later how it is going to be. Dennis and I had some very hard times doing that. But I never
Passando para dizer que nada e impossivel e a desconhecido e nossa energia.Eu passei o fim de semana viajando na maionese imaginando um mundo perfeito, com um apartamento lindo, vista privilegiada, cheio da grana e com um namorado perdeito. Quando dei por mim perdi o fim de semana sentando olhando para o nada ao inves de estudar, coisa que eu peciso fazer o mais rapido possivel.Hoje de manha eu comecei a me arrepender por causa disso. Tenho tanta coisa pra estudar e o trabalho esta cada dia mais entediante. Ai comecei a pensar na jornada que tenho pela frente com tanta coisa pra fazer, sera que vou tirar A em todas as materias? Eu preciso se quero passar para UC Berkeley.Dai veio esse rapaz na aula de art history me dizer que faz 6 materias e trabalha full time. Como ele faz isso? Eu nao sei. Mas ele me parece inteligente e eisso mexeu com o fato de eu tamber se inteligente e ao inves de me esforcar fico em casa fim de semana pensando na morte da bezzera. Que raiva.Tenho para de pensar que minha vida e dificil. E mesmo que seja, tenho que parar de fugir dela e enfrentar de frente. "Enfrentar de frente" parece redundante.... Enfim, Enfim, tenho infinitos deveres de casa de ingles e uma apresentacao sobre um pintor alemao chamado Paul Klee que teve seu trabalho censurado por Hitler durante o nazismo. Ja houvir falar nele? Nem eu.Eu descobri que Hitler era pintor antes de virar o demonio. Pessimo pintor por sinal, nao foi aceito em nenhuma escola. Talvez seja essa sua revolta rsrsr.Geografia esta acabando comigo, e muito dificil se concentrar na materia quando a gente se concentra tentando entender o que minha professora esta dizendo. Ela e um senhora idosa com um sotaque britanico pessadissimo, muito dificil de entender.Matematica vai bem, a materia ta facinho e minha sala e so gente perdida. Ate desanima frenquentar a aula.Deixa eu partir, tchau! Eu estou na biblioteca publica da Escola de Artes da California e acabei de terminar uma redacao. Estou tentando dar conta dos meus estudos, mas admito que ainda nao peguei o ritmo desejado. Gostaria de estar estudando mais, participando mais das rodas de amigos que eu poderia fazer no college mas ta dificil... fazer amizade nesse pais e complicado, nao importa de onde vc vem. Eu tive uma grande decpcao esses dias com relacao a isso.Hoje teve o primeiro grupo de estudos de geografia, temos prova na semana que vem! A professora resolveu incentivar grupos de estudos e uma galera resolveu comecar isso logo apos a aula. Eu era o unico nao Americano. E complicado acompanha-los. Sai meio deprimido de la achando que e melhor eu estudar sozinho. Sera que e por isso que o pessoal nao Americano nao ficou? Tem um outro grupo de estudos Rolando mas pelo que percebi e so de American tb. A barreira da lingual ainda continua muito pesada por aqui... sera que vai durar pra sempre? Tenho que falar mais e mais ingles! Eu finalmente tambem achava que eu
estava conhecendo um grupinho legal de amigos gays, brasileiros, la de San Francisco mas eles nao sao tao legais e muito menos amigos quanto eu pensei. Estao numa fase que eu ja superei faz tempos, batemos um papo sobre idade, e eles tem a mesma idade que eu, fazer o que ne.... Fiquei triste ao sentir que minha prescenca estava incomodando e parti. Mas sabe de uma coisa, foi melhor assim. Eu sei que, mesmo sentido falta, isso iria desviar minha atencao se continuasse com esse grupinho que bate cartao nas boates todo fim de semana e nao planejam ou ao menos trabalham para um objetivo mais concreto. Alem disso eu tenho um namorado caseiro que nunca esta comigo nos momentos mais divertidos (isso nao e uma reclamacao) e que trabalha muito pra manter o padrao de vida que ele leva. Eu devo respeitar isso e trabalhar ao lado dele. Vida de boate gay foi bom mas nao value tanto a pena, inclusive se eu resolver voltar para ela.
I was relutante in starting writing again in ths blog, mostly because of the fact that this is a blog, open for whoever. This blog helped me so much with my english, as people can see, its hard to understand what I wrote back in the beginning (still is, things changed but not 100%), I find myself confused as well.There are so much going on: Jobs, Meditation, Relationship, Awareness.Letely I fell overwelmed with the amount of tasks and the short time I have. I've been reading The Happiness Project from Grethen Rubin, and its helping me to get motivated with my tasks as well as organized (emails, spanish classes, to do lists, bills, etc). As she says, "the weeks are long, but the years are short"And they are! Im 32 already, I spent my 20s relapsed and going with the flow, now im here trying to catch up.After a great meditation retreat, I started being more opened. I had the same retreat type of retreat 4 times already, and it helped me quite a bit, but now I fell opened. I want to share my life and be open to received as much as possible. I want to get out of my confort zone at work. I want to read more and know more.While I am here trying to figure out the purpose of my life, a lot of things are going on around me.My job is becaming a little more unsatistify than I expeceted after working there for a little less than two years. Nothing bad, but enough for me to think about it. Two years are so short to start felling like that... I guess. It's time to change that situation and move things around.Ive been working out quite a lot and soon I will be starting training for ALC for next year. I already started saving money for a new bike, and now I need to start thinking about getting all the donation needed to be accepted. Keith is helping me to get motivated about all this. He done this for quite a few years already and I hope we can do it together next year.I'm in a relationship for almost two years now, and it mostly long distance. I think my fear of sharing my life attacts this kind of relationships. Now I miss him and I wonder if we will get back together soon/someday. I want to face a normal close relationship. We talk on the phone, Skype, pretty much everyday, but I'm busy with my to-do lists and he is busy with school. I am also living in a good environment. Big house, good neighborhood, and with two nice and sexy roomates. Its the first time that I am living with gays. I feel like i am in a unintentional and unnoticed competition, which helps me keep my attention in my health, my habits, and my sex.So I'm back trying to write and read everyday to organize my thoughs, improve my memory, and my english!I started doing Osho active meditations again after over 10 years of