Na verdade, eu não seiqual é, de verdade, a época que eu amo mais do que a outra...!
En vérité, je vous le dis: je ne sais pas à quelle époque je suis le plus attaché - ni à quel saint me vouer?
The fact of the matter is, I feel as though I am stuck in-between several times: just as I am caught in-between several cultures, languages, traditions...
What to do in this case?
What better than indulge in all of them and embrace them all equally?
That shall make me a quite unique Luciano all right: less boring than the norm, at least!
A true-blue Citizen of the World: Citizen Luce!
I aspire, truth be told, to become somewhat timeless... intemporal... as well!
For I cling on to the Golden Sixties with all my soul:
Am a child of the Seventies deep in my heart:
Lived through the Eighties, through my wits' end and beyond:
Matured in the Nineties, through trial and error:
Matured some more in the "Noughties" -and survived- as it should be:
And am now truly becoming a man of the 21st Century true and true (even though, sometimes, I feel like Buck Rogers did in the 25th - or is that Duck Dodgers in the whatever it is for that quack?)
Through all this, I can say that all the diversity of input that created this mish-mash, this maelstrom of sights and sounds in my head, has truly endowed me with quite the perspective here... It has given me that ol' luminous discernment that I talk about, here and elsewhere, throughout the TLB Prime Network! I also call it something else: I've called it 20/20 Vision - with a capital "V" baby! Oui!
For, when one sticks around long enough, one sees through the smoke and mirrors, reads between the lines, discerns the truth that much better - and faster! One realizes how true old adages really are: yes, history does repeat itself. Even when they think they know their history and feel therefore unencumbered with the inevitable doom of repeating it: they will repeat it, in some brand-new novel way all of their own...! It is all the more reason to be fond of the past: after all, they made mistakes because they had never heard of those things before. What's our excuse...?
Sim, tenho sempre saudades do passado...
E sempre vou ter!
1 Corinthians 13:11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. 1 Corinthians 13:10-12 (in Context) 1 Corinthians 13 (Whole Chapter)
I was but a newborn babe back then - the luminous toddler with no teeth! *lol*No teeth - but a sense of humor already!
A little later on now... 1972 with my first Big Doggie...
I grew up fast, didn't I...! *lol* Tinha mais peso que juizo! Mas ainda assim... Dieu Merci, je ne parlais pas encore Français (pas encore contaminé par le joual québécois!) I was even further away, though, from mastering Shakespeare's language... What progress made since...! Progress rhymes with regress though - ever noticed that? Same concept as when one notices that "winning" rhymes with "losing"... It must be that way in order to convey us a message, surely...? For we lose so much -the innocence, the youthful enthusiasm, the freedom, the carefree joy - as we supposedly ''gain'' with added years poise, experience, grit... Do we really gain anything at all, em verdade...? The epitomy of all this is to see BAD rhyming with SAD; how ironic when, as kids, we all want to be ''bad'' to the bone... We all want to be a bad a$$... to be perceived as bad as we can possibly be! Hailed as tough enough, at all costs, only to find ourselves unhappy about it and dissatisfied ultimately - but such a fate is so well-deserved...! Progress-regress... Winning is losing... To be bad is to be sad... Aye, all these plays on words convey something all right... For then, there might be hidden wisdom somewhere in there, hmm? Não é verdade...? Unless our favored language was poorly constructed, that's all! If so, then, even at my most nostalgic and philosophical, I can be whimsical and reference a fellow great comical intellect and tremendous influence since well, way back then - Weird Al Yankovic, who once summed it up so very eloquently indeed even if he was using his native language: "nothing really matters" :-!
Aye - way to go, W.A.Y. I guess!
Betcha his baby pictures aren't as good as mine though! I shall keep the bulk of them ssssecret - a while longer! ;-)
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Born in the Age of Aquarius, destined to seek out truths in many an art form, trained as a historian and a journalist but truly a prose-lover... Luciano is out to dispel any clichés and reinvent them all both to the tune of a little something called the truth as also to his own image - being old-fashioned, he does not mind that distinction one infinitesimal tiny bit at all...! "There are two ways to spread the light; be the candle... or the mirror that reflects It." I have chosen to be the latter... okay? ~*~
"To be not only a seeker of light... but a dream weaver of light" ~*~ For as surely as the moon reflects the light from the sun, you and I can reflect the Light from Above - and be, indeed, the light of this world! ~*~*~*~
No teeth - but a sense of humor already!
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