I read somewhere that learning a new language is like acquiring a new personality. I’m not sure about this, I’m not a neuroscientist, nor a sociologist to confirm the theory, but certainly life offered me the chances to navigate into foreign waters more than once and to experiment how it feels to wear a different costume than your own.
Still today, there are moments where I like to go back to the different languages that feel the most comfortable for specific tasks at hand.
I thoroughly enjoy reading, and I noticed how I often revert to English when it comes…
Luedji Luna — Banho de folhas
Is hard not to fall for Luedji Luna’s incredible charm. Her voice and this video are all the summer you’re looking for.
Can’t have enough of her? Me neither. So what about this MINDfreakinBLOWING rework?
And don’t say I don’t care about my lovely followers!
Churupaca — Luna Nueva
One of those videos that makes me reconsider Spanish as a very, very sexy language.
Sons of Kemet — Hustle
Sons of Kemet are a fairly recent discovery of mine, but my life has been much better since then!
Someone finally has to tell you: you see all over there? Is all bull§hit.
Okay, I said it.
“The six-months-plan that paid my mortgage, bought a new house, and turned my wife into Jennifer Lawrence?” Is all crap.
“The waterproof plan that made me millionaire selling matches on the road?” You bet it: Bull§hit.
Those promises that: “You can become incredibly rich if you read these forty-seven books every day for the rest of your life?”. Forget about it.
“This beautiful Lamborghini casually lying in the background of my AD rolling before your Youtube video?” …
So I’ve been blocked on Medium.
I hear you saying: “What?? How is even …?”
Exactly. Those are my questions too.
And the fact is, I don’t know! I’m still grappling with all the possible explanations behind this unexpected queen’s gambit and I can’t come up with anything really sufficient. Or maybe there is a good reason and I don’t see it, but that’s why I would like at least to get back to that person to know it. If I knew what I’ve done wrong at least I can improve it, that’s what mistakes are for: to get better.
Keep the head up. Focus on the target.
The distance from gym to home is a long stretch of asphalt that smells of burnt tires in summer. Wheels rolling, shoes reaching the ground for another push forward.
Keep the head up.
You can feel the fresh air hitting the skin as you skateboard across the neighbourhood. The background pass through in a moving blur of cinetic lines, like long-exposure lomography on the retina.
Focus on the target.
Home is near, the place where you’ll find a meal and a bed to sleep for the night. The place where you’ll find…
If you also feel squeezed into narrow political narratives pushed down on you by everyday talks, conversations, articles and all the array of clickbait reality, please take 10 minutes to read this precious and thoughtful article by James Ssekamatte and listen a different, yet competent, voice on the matter. Is definitely worth your time, I promise!
James is a great writer from Uganda and he offers a unabridged point of view on much of the first-world non-issues that cause so much affliction in the over-privileged and often out-of-touch people of the West.
Having had the luck and privilege to travel…
The single, first step is always the most difficult to me. The second and the third are usually much better, but the first step always tricks me.
It’s happening again: I stopped writing for a while on Medium and quickly I lost any kind of momentum. I’m again at the initial crossroad of the beginner, blank page open and thoughts stuck in a traffic jam between the mind and the tip of the fingers. Nothing comes out. (Not that I really have to write anything, sometimes is just fine to have nothing to say and move on with life).
I barely remember business class during College, only a few concepts stuck with me throughout the years. My mind has always been somewhere else and I could only pay half-attention to things like “company organization”, “Kanban boards” and Kaizen philosophy. But I remember clearly when we touched the concept of “groupthink” my attention spiked from the very beginning. It was something that was probably speaking directly to me. I was fascinated to discover the fallacy in decision-making when is bounded by social pressure and relationship constrains.
A miracle. This is the most recurrent adjective in describing the ascension of Rwanda as one of the fastest growing economies in the world and what is coming to be a promise of a transformation in the African Continent.
If you look back to 20 years ago, Rwanda had not a single chance to possibly change its destiny and becoming a small economic and cultural powerhouse. On the contrary, it had all the odds stacked against. Back then it was a scared, wounded nation still carrying a post-traumatic stress disorder after surviving one of the most horrific genocides of recent…
Human mess in search of enlightment. Your average guy, basically.