Any day could be our last.
I no longer have time for endless meetings where statutes, rules, procedures and internal regulations are discussed, knowing that nothing will be achieved.
I no longer have time to support the absurd people who, despite their chronological age, haven’t grown up and have not chosen to learn.
I want the essence,
my soul is in a hurry.
I want to live next to human people,
very human,
who know how to laugh at their mistakes,
and who are not inflated by their triumphs,
and who support and defend human dignity and we move towards truth and honesty.
It is the essential that makes life worth living.
I want to surround myself with people who know how to touch hearts, people who have been taught by the hard blows of life to grow with gentle touches of the soul.
Yes, I’m in a hurry, I’m in a hurry to live with the intensity that only life and maturity can give.
I don’t intend to waste any of the time that remains. I know how precious each moment is as I have lost too many relationships and people.
My goal is to reach the end of this life having had fun, having given and received love, and to be at peace with my beautiful family, friends and loved ones, and my conscience.
Adapted from Mário Raul de Morais Andrade
(Oct 9, 1893 – Feb 25, 1945)
Brazilian poet, novelist, musicologist, art historian and critic, photographer