In company with Christ, who died and now lives, may they rejoice in Your kingdom, where all our tears are wiped away. Unite us together again in one family, to sing Your praise forever and ever.
Give him eternal rest oh Lord and may the perpetual light shine upon him. Introduce him to God, the Most High, Father of Mercies, we greet you our brother in the hope that together with all who died in Christ, you will live with him someday. In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit. Amen. Beloved brother, we surrender your body to earth, mother earth, root mother, father of the soil, we surrender the body of our beloved brother.
Tendo a pandemia iniciada em 15 de fevereiro para mim aqui no Rio Grande do Sul, na cidade de Porto Alegre, hoje, dia 28 de março de 2021 chegamos a nefasta marca de 311 mil mortos... E muito, muito histórias passaram e fatos absurdos aconteceram...
E eu ainda estou vivo
Quantas pessoas partiram, por terem ouvido o presidente?
Quantas pessoas poderiam estar vivas se não fosse esse governo?
Quantas pessoas elegeram esse governo que esta posto e esse mesmo governo
virou as costas para seu eleitores?Quantas pessoas que só pensam no lucro
saíram para rua para protestar contra os governos da cidade e do estado que estão tentando preservar a vida dos concidadãos?
Quantos militares estão no governo? E o que vemos? Um caos para todo lado que olhamos...
Percebemos um aumento 5, 10, vezes o número maior de pessoas em situação de rua. E onde esta o governo? Está comprando 800 mil quilos de picanha e 80 mil cervejas... e isso somente em 2020....
Enquanto milhões de brasileiros sofrem com os efeitos trágicos da pandemia nos campos sanitário, financeiro, psicológico, social, as forças armadas compram cortes nobres de carne, cerveja e whisky.
Quanto tempo perdido
Quanta esperança em vão...
Quanta incompetência à mostra
Quantas pessoas jamais lerão o que escrevi ou o que desenhei e pintei?
Quantas pessoas não voltarão mais para casa...
Quantas pessoas não beijarão seus amores
seus amantes
seus pais
seus familiares
seu amigos...
Quantas histórias jamais serão contadas...
Segredos jamais decifrados...
Quantas lagrimas derramadas...
Me pergunto por que?
Por que esse governo de militares não salva seu povo?
Qual o motivo desse golpe ?
Por que chegamos até aqui?
Por que a população naturalizou o sofrimento e o descaso?
Por que servidores promovem golpes sistematicamente no povo?
Por que eles nos tiram o futuro?
Enquanto vivem um comunismo ao contrário? Tudo para eles nada para o povo?
Por que...
Por que indicaram medicamentos sem comprovação nenhuma?
Por que mentem todo dia desde o dia que assumiram o governo?
Por que as autoridades e os militares que tomaram conta do governo
estão deixando o povo morrer como moscas?
Sem oxigênio, sem leitos nos hospitais, sem comida na mesa de milhões de brasileiros?
Por que fomentaram o não uso de máscaras?
Não sei a resposta para nenhuma dessas perguntas...
Mas são questões que atravessam meu horizonte nesses dias de pandemia...
O que escondem? O que querem?
Acaso não morreu gente o suficiente?
Onde querem chegar?
Onde estás ó mãe raiz,
Onde estás ó pai do solo?
Deixarão morrer mais quantos?
In company with Christ, who died and now lives, may they rejoice in Your kingdom, where all our tears are wiped away. Unite us together again in one family, to sing Your praise forever and ever.
Você pode derramar lágrimas porque eles se foram, / Ou você pode sorrir porque eles viveramu. / Você pode fechar os olhos e orar para que eles voltem / Ou pode abrir os olhos e ver tudo o que eles deixaram. / Seu coração pode estar vazio porque você não pode vê-los, / Ou você pode estar cheio do amor que compartilhou. / Você pode virar as costas amanhã e viver ontem, / Ou você pode ser feliz amanhã por causa de ontem. / Você pode se lembrar deles e de que eles se foram, / Ou você pode valorizar a memória deles e deixá-los viver. / Você pode tentar fechar a mente, / Esteja vazio e virar as costas, / Ou você pode fazer o que ela quiser, / Sorria, abra os olhos, ame e siga em frente.
You can shed tears that {name} has gone, / Or you can smile because she has lived. / You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back / Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left. / Your heart can be empty because you can't see her, / Or you can be full of love that you shared. / You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, / Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. / You can remember her and that she has gone, / Or you can cherish {name}'s memory and let it live on. / You can try and close your mind, / Be empty and turn your back, / Or you can do what she would want, / Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Take my hand and walk with me / Across the sands of time. / Hand in hand and heart to heart / Together, friend of mine. / We will share the solitude / And walk in quiet peace / For my heart hears what your heart says; / It listens when yours speaks. / The years have brought us to this place / Across the sands of Time And we will walk here til the end / Together, friend of mine.
When I come to the end of the road, / And the sun has set for me. / I want no rites in a gloom-filled room. / Why cry for a soul set free? / Miss me a little — but not too long, / And not with your head bowed low. / Remember the love that was once shared. / Miss me – but let me go. / For this is a journey we all must take, / And each must go alone. / It’s all a part of the master’s plan, / A step on the road to home. / When you are lonely and sick of heart, / Go to the friends we know. / Bear your sorrow in good deeds. / Miss me, but let me go. /
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The rainbow flag is flying proudly on Thursday above the Bank of England in the heart of London’s financial district to commemorate World War II codebreaker Alan Turing, the new face of Britain’s 50-pound note.
The design of the bank note, which is the most valuable denomination in circulation, was unveiled on Thursday before it is formally issued to the public on June 23, Turing’s birthday.
The new note, which is laden with high-level security features, completes the bank’s rejig of its stable of paper currencies over the past few years. Turing’s image joins that of Winston Churchill on the five-pound note, novelist Jane Austen on the 10-pound note and artist J. M. W. Turner on the 20-pound note.
All the notes are made from polymer rather than paper, which means they should last longer and remain in better condition through their use.
Like the 20-pound note, which entered into circulation a little more than a year ago, the new 50-pound note incorporates two windows and a two-color foil that designers say will make it very difficult to counterfeit. There is also a hologram image which changes between the words “Fifty” and “Pounds” when the note is tilted from side to side.
Turing was selected as the new face of the 50-pound note in 2019, recognition for his pivotal role in breaking the Enigma code in World War II that historians say may have helped shorten the conflict by at least two years, saving millions of lives.
“There’s something of the character of a nation in its money, and we are right to consider and celebrate the people on our bank notes,” Bank of England Gov. Andrew Bailey said.
“Turing is best known for his codebreaking work at Bletchley Park, which helped end the Second World War. However, in addition he was a leading mathematician, developmental biologist, and a pioneer in the field of computer science. He was also gay, and was treated appallingly as a result.”
During World War II Turing worked at the secret Bletchley Park code-breaking center, where he helped crack Nazi Germany’s secret codes by creating the “Turing bombe,” a forerunner of modern computers. He also developed the “Turing Test” to measure artificial intelligence.
After the war he was prosecuted for homosexuality, which was then illegal, and forcibly treated with female hormones. He died at age 41 in 1954 after eating an apple laced with cyanide.
Turing received a posthumous apology from the British government in 2009, and a royal pardon in 2013.
