• Innocent people interrogated for years on slimmest pretexts • Children, elderly and mentally ill among those wrongfully held • 172 prisoners remain, some with no prospect of trial or release
today is the 37th anniversary of our Carnation Revolution !!! i ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ uuuuuuu, Freedom and will fight for you everywhere all my life !!! Liberdade Sempre !!! Freedom Always !!!
Como um Sonho Acordado by Fausto translation » Pedro Sorodio muito obrigada !!! thank you so much !!!
As an awake dream
As if the entire Earth Ran behind me Fear watches my senses Underneath my skin While sneaking slimy It flows sticky And it leaves Through my pores Through my interjections It penetrates my bones As it spills parched On the sinuous entrails Between the bowels biting Jumps and spreads itself in the air It goes and comes back Delirious So delirious It is as an awake dream That indistinct figure greased Revolving itself in the mud Sliding from a worm Emerging from the bottom I'm scared oh fear Take it all it's all yours But let me go
Drag me to the concavity of the bottom Of the great lake of the night Crossing the crates of fire Between Heaven and Hell To the wide open mouth Hungry Behind me Behind me It is as an awake dream Those eyes in the dark Of the mourning widows For the murdered father Gutted by his own son That in lust possessed His own mother And his lover
My love when I die Oh beautiful Put on the most coloured skirt If I die at sea Oh beautiful And I want to see you on the beach But put away those voices Beautiful
You're afraid of the living And of the severed dead By their feet and by their hands And by their neck and by their chests Until the thread of the loin That's how your flesh shivers Fernão Mendes
Gabriel Pedro an exceptional Man of our recent Portuguese history !!!!
Lisbon, April 22, 1898 – Paris, Feb. 29, 1972
my granduncle Gabriel has the most amazing life story someone can tell me, at least in my family .... communist militant since a very young age, tireless fighter for the workers cause, always in solidarity with his comrades and many more things i will not tell here .... arrested several times, deported to Tarrafal - Camp of the Slow Death for 10 years (1936/45), he has been terribly tortured at the “frying pan”, in a total of 135 days .... exiled in Paris since 1965 where he passed away. only and younger brother of grandma Idalina, father of my cousins Edmundo, Germano, João and Gabriela.
Uncle Gabriel never and ever gave up of his ideals !!!!
i’m right here trying to find old memories inside my little treasure box though memories have these kind of things, they can betray us too .... i guess i never saw you, or, may be once, did i ??? but i recall till today and forever what grandma and mom told me. grandma was not very talkative, you know that, but her eyes, oh uncle, her eyes, everytime we speaked about you, becomed the deepest ocean of tears silences and cries ....
see, my beloved uncle Gabriel, the path i have chosen is not only destiny .... it’s a blood legacy !!!! love you !!! very very much !!! lu
frying pan » a cement isolation cell in which prisoners were placed to literally bake in the sun on hot cement. inside it was the Hell.
mom & dad in a cartoon by Mª Judith - 1949 cartoon title » ! ? from the book "Ao Cabo das Tormentas" (To Cape of Storms), with cartoons of all students who finished school. Faculty of Letters, Lisbon, 1945/49.
that was indeed a hugeeeeeeeee storm ;-)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
The Death Penalty Worldwide database was created by the Center for International Human Rights at Northwestern University School of Law in partnership with the World Coalition Against the Death Penalty.
and what a memories !!!!! the history of this country must Not be forgotten !!!!
and deep memories are within me. i was just a kid when i was going with grandma Idalina to visit you. we tooked the train and here we go till Caxias Fort prison .... one day i'll write mine too ;-))))))))))))))))))))
wishing lotssssssss of success, my dear Edmundo !!! love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu very much !!! a tua Bé
Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by? The transient pleasures as a vision seem, And yet we think the greatest pain's to die.
How strange it is that man on earth should roam, And lead a life of woe, but not forsake His rugged path; nor dare he view alone His future doom which is but to awake.
the country of skinny money and the fat money country Editora Arcádia - 1980
With this book Ivone won in 1979 the Children’s Literature 1st Award from the Associação Portuguesa de Escritores (APE) - Portuguese Association of Writers. In 1982 she won again the same APE' Award with the book História de Aires Desgraças e de seu Amo Dom Beltrano.
Com este livro Ivone ganhou em 1979 o 1º Prémio de Literatura Infantil da Associação Portuguesa de Escritores, tendo sido galardoada com o mesmo prémio em 1982 com o livro História de Aires Desgraças e de seu Amo Dom Beltrano.
For months, the US Army kept the images compiled by the so-called "kill team" under lock and key out of fear it could result in a scandal even greater than Abu Ghraib. SPIEGEL TV spent weeks researching the story behind the men of 5th Stryker Brigade and how things could go so terribly wrong.
i am an ethnologist and human rights activist, in the last years more than anything else against USA Death Penalty and for American Indians prisoners’ rights.
i write, i love to draw and take-create pictures but i’m not an artist .... i hope for a better world and i believe in Freedom, the one we make with our hands !!!
