We call them "Lapa(s)" in Portuguese and I had to look for a translation also. I hope the picture or the wikipedia page can help.
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limpet
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We call them "Lapa(s)" in Portuguese and I had to look for a translation also. I hope the picture or the wikipedia page can help.
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...n_limpets1.jpg
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limpet
Oh wow, I've never seen those. They look interesting. I've never actually cooked a snail before. I do like escargot though.
They are very different from escargot. In fact the flavor is much more seemed to the oysters in shape and flavor. This is a usual cooking from Azores where oysters and limpets are very common on the beaches.
There are some tricks as having them 24 hours on clean (salty) water before cook them but can be eaten without cooking also, one thing I can assure you, they are delicious.
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Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.
Robert A. Heinlein
When I was young (that was long ago) I loved to read scientific fiction and one of my favorites was Robert A. Heinlein. I learned with him that one can be crazy to have different perspective of all that really matters. Most of the people try to say things on a more credible way, always fearing other peoples judgment. I don't and I owe that to crazy Heinlein. Life can be craziest than Heinlein or the crazy Duke.
I am reading again "A Stranger in a Strange Land" rediscovering Heinlein and his genius with human feelings.
“Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.”
“Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy - in fact, they are almost incompatible; one emotion hardly leaves room for the other.”
“I've found out why people laugh. They laugh because it hurts so much . . . because it's the only thing that'll make it stop hurting.”
“A desire not to butt into other people's business is at least eighty percent of all human wisdom.”
“Consider the black widow spider. It's a timid little beastie, useful and, for my taste, the prettiest of the arachnids, with its shiny, patent-leather finish and its red hourglass trademark. But the poor thing has the fatal misfortune of possessing enormously too much power for its size. So everybody kills it on sight.”
“Secrecy begets tyranny.”
“I never do anything I don't want to do. Nor does anyone, but in my case I am always aware of it.”
“Thinking doesn't pay. Just makes you discontented with what you see around you.”
“If you've got the truth you can demonstrate it. Talking doesn't prove it.”
“But goodness alone is never enough. A hard, cold wisdom is required for goodness to accomplish good. Goodness without wisdom always accomplishes evil.”
“There is no safety this side of the grave”
“If God existed (a question concerning which Jubal maintained a meticulous intellectual neutrality) and if He desired to be worshiped (a proposition which Jubal found inherently improbable but conceivably possible in the dim light of his own ignorance), then (stipulating affirmatively both the above) it nevertheless seemed wildly unlikely to Jubal to the point of reductio ad absurdum that a God potent to shape galaxies would be titillated and swayed by the whoop-te-do nonsense the Fosterites offered Him as "worship.”
“He's an honest politician--he stays bought.”
“My dear, I used to think I was serving humanity . . . and I pleasured in the thought. Then I discovered that humanity does not want to be served; on the contrary it resents any attempt to serve it. So now I do what pleases myself.”
“I'm always suspicious of disinterested interest.”
“I do know that the slickest way to lie is to tell the right amount of truth--then shut up.”
“Democracy is a poor system of government at best; the only thing that can honestly be said in its favor is that it is eight times as good as any other method the human race has ever tried.”
“Being sorry won't get you into heaven. Get happy, son. Get that old spring into your step and stay on your toes.”
“Yes, Boss?'
Dorcas, the last twenty or thirty years I've been a worthless, no-good parasite.'
She yawned again. 'Everybody knows that.'
Nevermind the flattery. There comes a time in every man's life when he has to stop being sensible--a time to stand up and be counted--strike a blow for liberty--smite the wicked.'
Ummm...'
So quit yawning, the time has come.'
She glanced down. 'Maybe I had better get dressed.”
“Thou art god, I am god. All that groks is god.”
“Art is the process of evoking pity and terror, which is not abstract at all but very human. What the self-styled modern artists are doing is a sort of unemotional pseudointellectual masturbation . . . whereas creative art is more like intercourse, in which the artist must seduce -- render emotional -- his audience, each time.”
“Long human words (the longer the better) were easy, unmistakable, and rarely changed their meanings . . . but short words were slippery, unpredictable, changing their meanings without any pattern.”
“I’ve been kissed by men who did a very good job. But they don’t give kissing their whole attention. They can’t. No matter how hard they try parts of their minds are on something else. Missing the last bus—or their chances of making the gal—or their own techniques in kissing—or maybe worry about jobs, or money, or will husband or papa or the neighbors catch on. Mike doesn’t have technique . . . but when Mike kisses you he isn’t doing anything else. You’re his whole universe . . . and the moment is eternal because he doesn’t have any plans and isn’t going anywhere. Just kissing you.”
“Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist--a master--and that is what Auguste Rodin was--can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is . . . and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be . . . and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply prisoned inside her ruined body.”
“In the twentieth century, nowhere on Earth was sex so vigorously suppressed as in America---and nowhere else was there such a deep interest in it.”
“I grok in fullness.”
― Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land Quotes
Must faith be exactly that, the willingness and ability to believe in the face of a lack of evidence? If one could find the evidence, would then the faith be dead?
Clifford D. Simak
Your body hears everything your mind says.
Naomi Judd
1959 - Chuck Berry's "Memphis" was released.
Memphis, Tennessee (song)
"Memphis, Tennessee" is a song by rock & roll singer-songwriter Chuck Berry. It is sometimes shortened to "Memphis". In the UK, the song charted at #6 in 1963, at the same time Decca Records issued a cover version in the UK by Dave Berry and the Cruisers, who came from Sheffield, Yorkshire. Dave Berry's version also became a UK Top 20 hit single, the first of a string of British hit singles which ended with a cover of BJ Thomas' "Mama" reaching #5 in 1966. "Memphis, Tennessee" was most successfully covered by Johnny Rivers whose version of the song was a #2 US hit in 1964.
Berry later composed a sequel, "Little Marie", which appeared in 1964 as a single and on the album St. Louis to Liverpool.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADCz4pXYoVo
Your mind hears everything your body says.
Very Crazy Duke
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The danger of sex is you can fall in love. The danger of love is turning into friendship.
Crazy Duke (between friendship and love) :x
The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.
Joseph Campbell
You have to do your own growing no matter how tall your grandfather was.
Abraham Lincoln
There is no flag large enough to cover the shame of killing innocent people.
Howard Zinn
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
Corinthians 13
Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.
Albert Einstein
Ecclesiastes 3:1-15
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; ...
Patriotism consists not in waving the flag, but in striving that our country shall be righteous as well as strong.
James Bryce
Diego de Landa
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Diego de Landa Calderón (12 November 1524 – 1579) was a Spanish Bishop of the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Yucatán. He left future generations with a mixed legacy in his writings, which contain much valuable information on pre-Columbian Maya civilization, and his actions which destroyed much of that civilization's history, literature, and traditions.
After hearing of Roman Catholic Maya who continued to practice idol worship, he ordered an Inquisition in Mani ending with a ceremony called auto-da-fé. During the ceremony on July 12, 1562, at least forty Maya codices and approximately 20,000 Maya cult images were burned. These actions earned Landa a controversial place in the history of the Christianization of the Americas.
Landa's Inquisition showered a level of physical abuse upon the indigenous Maya that was viewed as excessive even by other members of the church such as his predecessor as Bishop, Francisco de Toral. Scores of Maya nobles were jailed pending interrogation, and large numbers of Maya nobles and commoners were subjected to examination under cruel and excessive forms of torture. The violent methods of Landa's inquisition made many Maya flee into the forests to avoid further abuse.
Some contemporary observers were troubled by this widespread use of torture. Crown fiat had earlier exempted indigenous peoples from the authority of the Inquisition, on the grounds that their understanding of Christianity was "too childish" to be held culpable for heresies. Additionally, Landa dispensed with much of the extensive formal procedure and documentation that accompanied Spanish torture and interrogation. When Landa received direct orders from the Viceroy through the Governor of Yucatán Francisco Velázquez de Gijón he retaliated by accusing the governor of abusing the Indians himself, of being an immoral man and a bad Christian and having had an extramarital affair with another man's woman. This sparked a conflict between the ecclesiastical and secular authorities of Yucatán which resulted in the Governor being ex-communicated by Landa, and being replaced in 1577.
Scholars have argued that most instances of the Mexican inquisition showed little concern to eradicate magic or convict individuals for heterodox beliefs, and that witchcraft was treated more as a religious problem capable of being resolved through confession and absolution. Diego de Landa, however was “monomaniacal in his fervor” against it. Landa believed a huge underground network of apostasies, led by displaced indigenous priests, were jealous of the power the Church enjoyed and sought to reclaim it for themselves. These apostates, Landa surmised, had launched a counteroffensive against the Church and he believed it was his duty to expose the evil before it could revert the population to their old heathen ways.
Landa claims he had discovered evidence of human sacrifice and other idolatrous practices while rooting out native idolatry. Although one of the alleged victims of said sacrifices, Mani Encomendero Dasbatés, was later found to be alive and Landa’s enemies contested his right to run an inquisition, Landa insisted the Papal Bull Exponi nobis justified his actions.
Lopez de Cogolludo, Landa’s chief Franciscan biographer, wrote of Landa’s first hand experiences with human sacrifices. When Landa first came to the Yucatán, he made it his mission to walk the breadth of the peninsula and preach to the most remote villages. While passing through Cupules, he came upon a group numbering 300 that was about to sacrifice a young boy. Enraged, Landa stormed through the crowd, released the boy, smashed the idols and began preaching with such zeal and sincerity that they begged him to remain in the land and teach them more.
Landa was remarkable in that he was willing to go where no others would. He entered lands only recently conquered where native resentment of Spaniards was still very intense. Armed with nothing but the conviction to learn as much of native culture as he could, so that it would be easier for him to destroy it in the future, Landa formulated an intimate contact with natives. Natives placed him in such an esteemed position they were willing to show him some of their sacred writings that had been transcribed on deerskin books. To Landa and the other Franciscan friars, the very existence of these Mayan codices was proof of diabolical practices. In references to these books, Landa has said:
We found a large number of books in these characters and, as they contained nothing in which were not to be seen as superstition and lies of the devil, we burned them all, which they (the Maya) regretted to an amazing degree, and which caused them much affliction.
Landa himself was never in doubt of the necessity of his inquisition. Whether magic and idolatry were being practiced or not, there can be little doubt Landa was “possessed” by fantasies of demonic power in a new land. Landa, like most Franciscans of the time, subscribed to millenarian ideas, which demanded the mass conversion of as many souls as possible before the turn of the century. Eliminating evil and pagan practices, Landa believed, would usher the Second Coming of Christ that much sooner.
It is only important to know where we are when we have where to go.
Portugal supports a crisis, serious and lasting social phenomena emerge here most serious, dangerous financial imbalances, disproportionate debts public and internal. Without excluding other views, has been missing governments an accurate idea about the true causes of the difficulties on the exhaustion of likely political and social models. If the growth of Portugal was more vigorous, with harsh social realities we face today would be lower, the share of government spending in the economy would be lower, more lighter taxes reduced the debt and interest.
The Portuguese Government services are mostly incompetent and ineffective, do not meet the needs of the Portuguese. The state is the worst payer of the Portuguese economy in the world! Portuguese society is increasingly "sick" by the action of many "irresponsible", reaching a state of extreme disorganization unthinkable, shocking disrespect, huge indiscipline of increasing inefficiency and inequity smallest ever known in the Portuguese economy!
To be possible to establish state policies of fairness needs to have economic prosperity for it requires different methods of it has taken until now because the state has no money can not in any way, either good or bad, create a good policy of fairness and implement social values. It is necessary to take action long ago, things got worse with the global crisis that broke out in the U.S. in 2008 but the Portuguese economic situation was not, even then, very favorable to growth.
The economic growth leads us to the development. To have this economic growth that Portugal needs a strong government is necessary, innovative, to take different policies by investing in other european countries, promotion of tourism and many other measures that could be taken that for sure would change a little this path we have been taking and has "rots" growing the economy, and that makes Portugal a rotten apple in the eyes of European and even international who fail to invest in Portugal
I believe.
In spite of a world where words can mean anything, even the opposite that we tried to say and entire sentences mean absolutely nothing,
I still believe that men of good faith and good will, in spite of every very used (and abused) words, would for a small while, say those words that never been said and that mean exactly what we wanted to say ... forever.
The eyes of a child ...
The eyes of a child smiled at me with a tear that was cried not so long ago.
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“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfil themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.
A tree says: A kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, I am life from eternal life. The attempt and the risk that the eternal mother took with me is unique, unique the form and veins of my skin, unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches and the smallest scar on my bark. I was made to form and reveal the eternal in my smallest special detail.
A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.
When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.
A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one's suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.
So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”
― Hermann Hesse, Bäume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte
born
in Calw, Württemberg, Germany
July 02, 1877
died
August 09, 1962
website
http://www.nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literatu...
genre
Literature & Fiction, Poetry
influences
Jacob Burckhardt, Baruch Spinoza, Arthur Schopenhauer, Friedrich Nietzsche
The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Somehow we are going somewhere ...
... you ask me where to begin ...
... somehow I will find my way home ...
... you know your will to be free ...
... your friends are close by your side ...
... all starts at the end ...
... no question I am not alone
somehow I will find my way home.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VosFiY1SifA
Once in a while I am caught between the desire and the need to stop posting and my will to help the team.
I come and go in waves, till I wake up the next day.
I wake up with a thought that I can post for one more day.
One more action.
One more step.
On the Marathon of life.
That is me and I can not change.
It is the Ocean inside me, trying to get out.
Ricardo Ferreira
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Here is an "Old School" phrase that was popular when I was a kid...
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Keep up the great work Duke!
Peace.
Thanks F$ very nice as usual.:)
I never could understand that anguish of considering a man half guilty.
I know that things are not black or white, there are a lot of gray tones in between but not for this case.
For the one that died the true injustice is done and for the one (or ones) that killed him the guilty of killing an innocent.
I am now talking about the Lillehammer affair, where the Mossad killed an innocent man for confusing him with a terrorist.
No I don't think they are half guilty. They are as guilty as anyone can be, their confusion doesn't change the fact that they killed one innocent man and for that they must pay. They are guilty because when is to kill a man (destroy a world) and of all that it could be in the future.
Denying a man all is future is not something that one can do without consequences and crying shouldn't help.
I think that the punishment for a wrong death penalty should be death for the perpetrators. Making of God, is only for God.
What are this people thinking, that they can kill one person with their own decisions and later say they were sorry for being wrong. What kind of God is that ...
If they are not God why are they deciding for life or death?
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The Latin root word for liberty, translated less precisely as freedom, is the same route term from which "DELIBERATE" and "liberation" are derived. Liberty in the sense of both deliberation and liberation is more in line with Lady Liberty's light and her book because IGNORANCE conduces to slavery, while education [which literally means to lead out; educe; of darkness] frees people from ignorance and "mental slavery" to other people's ideologies.
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Fly free as the wind ...
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... disarmed by the time in this quiet crossroads, I am ...
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Without feathers and wings,
ran the dormant fly
in an opaque veil,
arresting freedom.
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The home of a man is his castle
and mine is a cage.
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“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
- William W. Purkey
One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood.
Lucius Annaeus Seneca
“How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.”
― Anne Frank
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A nice post stone from the Crazy Duke.
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Way to go, Duke!! :cool:
Thanks George you will get there and be a Diamond like the Duke.
The Internet is far more engaging as an interactive medium than broadcast. Barriers to creating content are going away; they're almost gone. People are taking control of their entertainment. People are Tweeting, posting on Facebook and YouTube.
Ben Huh
... and in spite of everything else life just go on ...
Someone
“In France, a chemist named Pilatre de Rozier tested the flammability of hydrogen by gulping a mouthful and blowing across an open flame, proving at a stroke that hydrogen is indeed explosively combustible and that eyebrows are not necessarily a permanent feature of one's face.”
― Bill Bryson, A Short History of Nearly Everything