Spanish with Portuguese sub-titles.
LA Breezy
Colorado baby, Aspen white snow
LA Breezy
No Vegas bitch, Hollywood rainbow
Cali gurl, Maui beauty
You are the Moon in my blue sky
Leo loves Aires, like apple pie
Isis Muse, you are Divine
Horus eye, let me rhyme
I want to orbit you, till the end of time.
(c) Rui de Castro Guimarães 28th December 2010
http://community.parishilton.com/entry/6a012876e30c07970c0133f1e853e7970b
Dear
#littlehiltons @ParisHilton @StephenHampton #BFF 's:
Re: #Freedom
I
am going to try and be quick! It's a sunny and hot day in Lisbon but I
chose to write this to you guys because the subject has been going round
in my head for a couple of days since I heard a "piece" on the National
RTP, Portuguese main News on Televison (twice) that next year, in 2011,
there is going to be a "Census" (that's what they call it) regarding
every citizen of Portugal "sexual orientation". WOW!
I wouldn't have
believed this story if they told me about it unless I heard it with my
own ears.
Basically, they (Government) want to take our "freedom"
rights instead of giving us more. The point is this: If I wish to "come
out" and say I am a "Gay guy" or a "Lesbian woman" I have that freedom
and I should not be persecuted and chased or discriminated for it. But
if I wish to keep my sexual tendencies to myself, I am "free" to do so!
Why on earth have we now to disclose who "turns us on" or whom we have
sex with to a "Government authority" so that they can start a "data
base" of who is or isn't gay or otherwise! This is attrocious! Plus,
there is a high "fine" to pay if one does not participate in this
"Census". Only in PORTUGAL! I wonder if the British would entertain
this. Is it a EU directive? No idea! The fact that it is not the 1st of
April (fool's joke) right now and that the newsperson sounded as serious
as one can be, is disconcerting!
Now to why I am "upset" (or was,
this morning, as I ranted to my wife about this fact).
OK, as you
know I am hetero (whatever that means, like, I like the opposite sex,
full stop and men would not turn me on at all, other than wishing to
have a body like Cristiano Ronaldo's - my own body like the one he's
got, not his body to play with.
But, what will they ask us? Do we
like women's pictures, fleshy, fat, slim, do we have sex with a woman or
a man, do we live in the same home with a man or a woman or both? This
is utterly ridiculous. What if I am "a-sexual"? I mean, like that play
in the 1970's in London's West End "No Sex Please, We'rer British", and I
don't have sex? Maybe priests and monks who only think of spirituality
won't be made to reply but I doubt it, as it is "compulsory"!
I am
thinking of saying I am gay or a Taoist who does Kundalini sexual
sublimation but if they want to know, why not let them search the
internet and find what I have written about it. Great idea! Why would I
have to say that I am hetero, if, supposing, I don't have sex at all
with other human beings! Does thinking make you hetero or gay/lesbian?
Freedom means I keep my thoughts to myself or I express them if I wish
to do so, freely and from my own initiative not like in the
"Inquisition" days in Iberia.
Last Saturday, there was a gay &
lesbian Festas night right here in Lisboa and that's great, why
shouldn't there be? But to have a forced registration of ideals is too
much. I like lesbians (that's hot) and I don't mind gay men (as long as
they keep it in their pants) but will I be discriminated as a "hetero"
by the (what Edward Ditmars) called "traitors" and looked upon as a
strange person if I am not bi-sexual or homosexual? Not nice to be
classified!
Basically, I could lie and Blog about it before the
date, so that everyone does the same and "screw" the system. The systems
will colapse anyway by 2012, as the Mayas predicted but that is a wait
and see situation. Just don't make me participate in something that
wastes the tax payers money (yes, I am sure it's not free to process all
that informmation) while old properties in Lisbon and Porto are falling
to bits and people needs homes to rent or buy. Give me part of that
money and I will sort my roof into a solar/eco haven. That's what they
don't want, that we become independent from their energy sources, like
oil and stuff, which is poluting the Earth. Alternative energies are
being denied their developement because of BIG BUcks, the same as people
are pumped full of drugs by the MEDCON, Big Pharma!
OK, I think I tried to make my point: Respect others like you want to
be respected and accept that some people may want their right to
privacy and to their beliefs to themselves! Me, if they insist, like,
they can search ParisHilton dot com and find out if I like Paris's legs
or Katy Perry's boobs or Madonna's body. By the way: I like Freddy
Mercury in that Queen video "I Want To Break Free", so does that make me
a "gay"? Can't even think nowadays. Big Brother!
Get off my cloud!!
Portugal
is very good for it's sunshine but a lot of these "legislators" must be
"perverts", to want to find out what everyone likes sexually!
Enough
said, maybe they will want to shut me down for speaking freely too!??
The
PIDE (state Police) days from the Salazar (Portuguese dictator) regime
are over from and the Gestapo is gone too, I think!
Peace!
Love
moi
Rui
:)
LOve
you Paris <3
My tweetdeck is blipping away
and you're oh so far away.
You ought to be my cyber lover
how long for I cannot say.
This is "here and now", live for today.
I'm in love, so take advantage
My heart skips when my tweetdeck blips.
You've got to love your cyberfriend
connecting souls, there is no end.
I love you sweetie, you're oh so fineYou're cool, you're hot, you're all I've got.
Where you go, I'm sure to follow.
Cyber lover, my reality.
Love is unlimited, enough for all.
Your "divinity" reflectes in me
attraction law, it's what I crave for.
Midnight riders, true love crusaders
we chat away,
we ought to meet for real one day.
Vibrating love, exhaling passion.
One pure white Dove from up above.
(c) 27th March 2010 Rui de Castro Guimarães all rights reserved. Just ask!
My God is Love
I go where love goes
When I woke up this morning
I loved everything
and I loved everyone.
Let's start a Love Revolution
Give me love
I'll pass it round
search your Soul
where it can be found
Do you love me?
...cose (yes) I do love you.
Love is unlimited
love is in the air
Love is all
Love is there
Love is true
Don't hold back
you need it too.
I feel the love, I feel the love, I feel the love
It's free for all
my heart is too small
to hold it in.
I'll give to you
pass it round
Let it in & let it out.
My heart is bursting with energy
come and get it
(cor baby) it's really free.
Love me
Tears of joy
run down my face
A new love song
to sing along
I love myself
but most of all
I love you all.
A burst of energy
vibrating in me
I'm just a Djed
sending distance Reiki
Love is bullet proof
100 percent
surefire Hot...
...it's all I've got.
(c) 29th March 2010 Rui de Castro Guimarães all rights reserved. Just ask!
I'm open to suggestions for musical notes to be put to it!
Love ya!
I would like to thank Richard Goudie (R.I.P.) and Annie Harrison Goudie (R.I.P.) for producing my beloved wife Mary (not pictured here).
http://www.maybole.org/community/citizens/profiles/goudie/dick.htm
Starting at the bottom or end-bit: This morning I emailled a cyberfriend (meaning, whom I haven't met in person nor seen the face of except on what I think is a sidieways photo of same individual but knowing what goes on on the net it could be a concocted image, nevertheless, a very good awesome friend) this bit of text which I paste below. However, having thought about it I decided to Blog it now:
Btw: Just now, today, is the 34th anniversary of officialy meeting my wife Mary. It was the Spring Equinox and now Spring has sprung again. The sky here in Lisbon is completely clear and the Stars are all up (it's 5 AM for now). I think I spot Orion's Belt (Isis in the sky). The Sun came out to play and warmed up the river moisture into a misty fog that occasionaly spoils the atmosphere but gives the bridge an extra special effect (clouds under it).
We met at a Funky/black club in Praed Steet, Paddington (I think), in London (if I remember the street name) and It was the old "your place or mine" bit but as I lived in Streatham, we went to hers in Chelsea's Embankment Gardens for breakfast. I think she ended up cooking in the raw (naked), lol. We married a year and a bit later in 1977. The funny part is that we are still married.It's a wonder that I didn't walk out with a "black chic" (I had met Chaka Khan a year earlier, in 1975, when I interviewed her for a Westindian rag, "Westindian World", whe she was tiny and thin) or is it a wonder that Mary didn't walk out with a hunky black-boy, lol, which she always fancied secretly (or not so secretly). I played music with two Jamaican guys with my band The Warm, so I was going to black clubs like the Iroko Crountry Club weekly for a "residency" (no chicks though, only work for me to practice my guitar and singing skills with the odd blues harp blowing à la Bob Dylan and John Mayal).
Tips?
We are complete opposites, so the Gods/Source gave us the chance to meet on the Equinox to balance things up. She likes the cold and I like the heat. I think back to front (so she says) and she starts at the tail-end of things. I break, she builds. She doesn't like sex, I do, or is it the other way around? She likes it but not with me or is it that I would like it with someone else? LOL ? She talks, I look away, I talk and she is in a hurry. She likes History (I hate the subject, my teacher looked like a mummy/skeleton), she likes art and I am into music. I am thin, she's more "chunky". I was a Hip Hop pioneer in Portugal, she was an Aerobics pioneer instructor, the first in Lisbon. These are complete opposites as it was only cool to break-dance in 1984 (Jane Fonda's Workout was sissy). She keeps doors open to ventilate and I think that's a big draft. I fan her she burns up. I am Vatta, she is Pitta (ayurvedic jargon about contrasting types). When my biorythms are low, she wakes up. I wanna go, she goes for a snooze (nap). I want to go out, she wants to stay in and watch TV. She's raring to go and I am still in the kitchen cooking for myself (no she doesn't cook, she taught me how to do it). She likes packaged food and I have to get all the ingredients, cut them up and prepare them all before I can eat. We can't work together, it takes a "crisis" to sit down at the same table to discuss the same job (with a roaring match).
Marriage bliss? So we met in the Spring of 1976 before the blossoming of the New Wave. We tried it for a year or so living together and when Punk Rock was exploding at it's peak, we decided to get married. Thank God we both said no to kids, we didn't want to produce any Punk-Rock-Monsters (we leave that to the Ga Ga Lady - soon come). I liked sound, she liked vision, so we compromised and I took her to all the rock concerts for her to take pictures of the great Ramones, Blondie, Tina Turner, Buzzcocks, Slaughter & the Dogs, The Damned (no not the Sex Pistols, they only cocked-up their shows), Chelsea, The Clash (yes), Motorhead (heavy Metal), X-Ray Spex, down to the Roxy Club in London's Covent Garden, Sham 69, O.M.G., the list is endless. What would an artistic BA (bachelor of arts) girl be doing in places like that? We went to "ligs" with the famous upstarts like Sting (from The Police), Cherry Vanilla and other notorious or unkown folk. She drank (no she is not a drunk) and I abstained or had apple juice (a Scot always a Scot but I am Portuguese). I like the beach and the Sun but she likes the cool country side (in the shade and cold area preferably). I like the sea and sand and guess what? We never go there! She hates the stuff (grains of sand freak her out).
Ok, get the picture?
So what's the secret to still be together after all these years?
Choose your opposite type (Yin & Yang) and you'll be allright if you don't murder each other in the meantime. Tao is the way! No she doesn't do Tai Chi either, nor Pilates but she started on Yoga from an early adolessence. I can't mediate for long and my brain won't stop long enough for yoga to set in.
We seem to be both keen on Egyptology but she only told me all about it when I was forced to go to Luxor to bury the past with the reminder that my dogs no longer lived except in my heart. Yeah, Anubi and Amon plus Lucrecia (Dobbermans) and that my dearly beloved in-laws left us alone also. I loved my mother-in-law but I didn't say it till now!
What would it be like if you both loved the same food and the same drink, the same entertainment and the same holiday places? You'd want everything for yourself, wouldn't you?! So share the good and the bad. I am not trying to teach anyone anything but I am trying to solve the mistery of our prolonged (thank God) relationship when nowadays, Hollywood dictates that you change partners like you change shirts.
I don't usually write about private lifestyles (mine) but this time I felt an urge to expand about it on my blog. I like to write. I was told by a "psychic" (not a psychiatrist, ha ha) that I had past lives in Egypt as a "scribe" for which I was jailed in Philae Island and died (various times, in various lifes, can you believe it?). Maybe? :) I am a writer not a fighter!
And with the Sun shinning out there today, the first day of Spring of 2010, the 21st of March, I bid you farewell and wish you many sunny days with your loved one(s), as I am writting this in Mary's office which has no direct sunlight, it is cold and I must be "masochistic to be in right now at the computer typing away like mad). I will soon put a stop to this and go get a suntan.
Peace on you brothers and sisters... and yes I am a thin White Dude! .)
Rui (pronouced Rooee)
Lisboa
Portugal
EUROPA
1st Hip Hop Portugeezer Rapper 1985






I am a little lost with this but are you saying the government wants a record of this?
That is terribly wrong Rui!
But I love that you accept everyone as they are <3
Wonderfully written Rui. Thank you so much for taking the time to express yourself so clearly.
I honestly think the computers have also sapped the police, and they are not doing the bidding of these absurd tyrant infants.
If they were capable of communicating on a computer with others they would quickly become happy, and stop trying to force others to take care of them, and do all the work for them.
Have a wonderful day in Lisbon, and let everyone know your feelings in portugal, and have the law changed immediately. Laws can be changed as quickly as they are made.
People need to agree for them to be actual laws, no matter what others on tv pretend.
Wow! i AM GLAD i AM BRINGING PEACE TO THIS SITE! (oh s*it, lol, I accidently capped the locks or locked the caps, ha ha ha).
Good night Fairy, in case you go while I am going out to get the sunshine quickly! 2AM Oztralia!
mwah (to FPM)
Rui
Thanks for the Retweets:
http://twitter.com/celebritybuzzon/status/17276598393
http://twitter.com/nithyashiji001/status/17300494620
http://twitter.com/ParisHiltonFan_/status/17308005401
http://twitter.com/AList2009/status/17311022039
R. I. P. Freddy Mercury