I read through what is open in funding from European Commission and related services: Over 3000 entries in the TED tender database + plus everything else that is not there. Got a few minutes to get a few more points on the article on ICT and Health in China, as well as the article about the Brazilian electronic voting system. It is interesting that the Prudencio design of electronic voting, which originated in South Brazil, has become the dominant technology design in electronic voting at the global level.
I will probably not have time to look at the blog before next Monday. Thus I enter here the poems for four days. One question already emerged in my e-mail box. What is the Station Cafe? Well, it is a place that inspired most of the poems in the collection that I am presenting here. It is located in the city of Umea, in North Sweden. You can find more about the Kafe Station here: http://www.kafestation.com/5.html
Life and Death at the Station Cafe has three books: Death (19 poems), Conflict (15 poems) and Life (11 poems). The poems are numbered: First the book number, number one is death, and the poem number. So there is an order. Start with I.1, followed by I.2 etc. So you have to look at the numbers to follow the story's order...
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 3: Needles
Humanity Lost
Suffering remains
Attractive smile hides
Destroyed rotten teeth
Nice hands disguise
Claw thorned arms
Sculptured body deifies
By hell abused tail
Behind the beauty
Screaming eyes
Terrorised by the events
That broke her soul
Stole her heart
Destroyed her mind.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 4: Ticket
Aerial plane
Insane feeling
Illicite gain
Ticket unused
Body abused
In a travelling with no focused end
Flying thought
Crazy killing
Begotten pain
Ticket unused
Mind confused
By a journey without a start and end.
Gliding soul
Unnatural dealing
Bullet in vain
Ticket unused
Heart accused
Of not living from beginning to end
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 5: Teenager's cry
All the stars
All the matters
All the signs
All the looks
Just scather
When she cries
Nothing shines
Nothing dies
Nothing emerges
Nothing moves
Drowning ether
When she cries
The end of light
The end of death
The end of life
The end of worlds
Join for ever
When she cries.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 6: Higher Education
Distorted
Crooked lines
Straighten up
In your twisted mind
Spins and whirlpools
Fast life into motions
All stationary
In your crazy emotions
So this is you
An invisible self imposition
Incapable of discerning
In your lack of distinction
Driven away
By your choice of insanity
Understanding disappearing
In your faked vanity
As you look at the mirror
Your higher education reveals nothing left
Just cockroaches
In your empty head
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Energy and Environment
I had one of these EU only days: Got the final fixes in the ICT-LEAP press release - It will be released on Monday; Surveyed the application materials for Intelligent Energy and went over the FAQs for the ESF 6. ESF 6 may be not that bad after all. Maybe I can convince the regional authorities to apply for it - deadline 24 January. Some innovation would not hurt. I also did some promotion of the IST funding. I think that people at the Interactive Institute in Umea could really get some euros to do good things in this story
I still have somethings to do before the end of the day, which ends at 20:00hrs - AOM papers to review, final touchs and submission of the ICT for Health in China to Inderpress, and to comment to the focus and guidelines for the The I3E 2006 conference is the sixth IFIP conference on e-Commerce, e-Business, and e-Government to be held in Turku, Finland.
I will update my blogg knowledge tomorrow, I guess. I need some order in these pages. But I am happy for the 15 minutes I enter here. I wonder when I am going to have time to read a book ...
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 2:Vanishing Act
Dying a slow death
At each smoke
Vanishes her youth
In the drug path
Dying a slow death
At each burning
Disappears her joy
In the destructive theft
Dying a slow death
At each puff
Fades her beauty
With the fast breath
Dying a slow death
After each cigarette
Remains less and less
Of her life left.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
I still have somethings to do before the end of the day, which ends at 20:00hrs - AOM papers to review, final touchs and submission of the ICT for Health in China to Inderpress, and to comment to the focus and guidelines for the The I3E 2006 conference is the sixth IFIP conference on e-Commerce, e-Business, and e-Government to be held in Turku, Finland.
I will update my blogg knowledge tomorrow, I guess. I need some order in these pages. But I am happy for the 15 minutes I enter here. I wonder when I am going to have time to read a book ...
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 2:Vanishing Act
Dying a slow death
At each smoke
Vanishes her youth
In the drug path
Dying a slow death
At each burning
Disappears her joy
In the destructive theft
Dying a slow death
At each puff
Fades her beauty
With the fast breath
Dying a slow death
After each cigarette
Remains less and less
Of her life left.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Time to enter poems
From 5 in the morning to 19:00 (7 at night). This is becoming a normal days here. But it was a good day. I got the first correction on the article about ICT and Health in China (which I am writing with Kwong and and Tang). I also entered my first article in Acontecendo Aqui, my Portuguese language column. The link ist to the side here. The press release about the ICT-LEAP project has been sent to Umeå University and should appear early next week (It is going to move things). I went also through the difficult process of trying to find some funding alternative to European projects also. I think I will be able to role at least three applications before the 27th January. I got Finish Academy to communicate its funding possibilities to my friends in Ireland. And had the information about the regional development meeting in Brussels move one step forward. Not so bad.
My writing in the Portuguese language column is about the situation in Cyprus. Unlesss we do something about it - and it seems that the only possible solution is to have all parts admitted to the European Union - we could find ourselves in an armed conflict. To the surprise of many, including my Greek friends, it is the Greek-Cypriots that are been inflexible. The situation is even more complicated because it involves also Middle East interested parties: Israel, Libanon and Palestine are just a few minutes jet flights/rockets away.
Gabriel is somewhere in a place called Uberaba in Brazil and Daniel is somewhere in the same country.
Not much time for book reading today.
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 1: Walk into the heart of death
I hope
She would stop
Her steps
As she walks
Turn around
Pierce my heart
Come here
Lay down
Hold my breath
With her eyes
Embracing knives
I wish
She would halt
My sleep
As I dream
Touch the ground
Reflect the dark
So near
Her soul
Would remove the air
Breathing life
Into our lives.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
My writing in the Portuguese language column is about the situation in Cyprus. Unlesss we do something about it - and it seems that the only possible solution is to have all parts admitted to the European Union - we could find ourselves in an armed conflict. To the surprise of many, including my Greek friends, it is the Greek-Cypriots that are been inflexible. The situation is even more complicated because it involves also Middle East interested parties: Israel, Libanon and Palestine are just a few minutes jet flights/rockets away.
Gabriel is somewhere in a place called Uberaba in Brazil and Daniel is somewhere in the same country.
Not much time for book reading today.
Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 1: Walk into the heart of death
I hope
She would stop
Her steps
As she walks
Turn around
Pierce my heart
Come here
Lay down
Hold my breath
With her eyes
Embracing knives
I wish
She would halt
My sleep
As I dream
Touch the ground
Reflect the dark
So near
Her soul
Would remove the air
Breathing life
Into our lives.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
Monday, January 02, 2006
New Year 2006
2005 was not such a bad year. If 2006 is just half as good, I will be able to achieve quite a lot.
Fireworks everywhere - In Umeå, Sweden, they were very nice indeed. This time I saw them from far way. In 2004 I had the possibiltiy of experience the fireworks from the middle fo the town. 2005 I was somewhere else. This year I could see all in perspective.
As I could not catch a bus to the Swedish Lappland, I spent some time watching a Mr. Bean video.
Now I am back in Lycksele - and working as usual.
A number of things were possible today: I talked to my mother (who is a linguist) about locating funding for a friend's project on the Sami Language. Maybe we can get him into a doctoral programe to save the language. Imagine - An European language with only 10 speakers!
I also surveyed what is going on about the 2006 October regional conference in Brussels. The deadline for suggestions is 27 January. If North Sweden focus on tourism and/or testing, the region will be able to find enough European allies to carry the day. But one has to think how to carry this on. If the European dimension is lost in this type of suggestions, it is not accepted in Brussels.
Not much reading today, but I finally got out, after several tries and mistakes of mine, the paper on ICT and health in China. It is amazing how much the world has to learn from the Hong Kong and the SARS experience. Those guys were really good. They actually saved the planet, if one thinks about it.
I did a final check on copyright issues. If I understood this, once I publish things here, I am the holder of rights. All this is complicated - I just want to make sure that if some gets popular with my poems, I will get some share of it. I do not think my poems are that good - but there is nothing wrong in dreaming.
Fireworks everywhere - In Umeå, Sweden, they were very nice indeed. This time I saw them from far way. In 2004 I had the possibiltiy of experience the fireworks from the middle fo the town. 2005 I was somewhere else. This year I could see all in perspective.
As I could not catch a bus to the Swedish Lappland, I spent some time watching a Mr. Bean video.
Now I am back in Lycksele - and working as usual.
A number of things were possible today: I talked to my mother (who is a linguist) about locating funding for a friend's project on the Sami Language. Maybe we can get him into a doctoral programe to save the language. Imagine - An European language with only 10 speakers!
I also surveyed what is going on about the 2006 October regional conference in Brussels. The deadline for suggestions is 27 January. If North Sweden focus on tourism and/or testing, the region will be able to find enough European allies to carry the day. But one has to think how to carry this on. If the European dimension is lost in this type of suggestions, it is not accepted in Brussels.
Not much reading today, but I finally got out, after several tries and mistakes of mine, the paper on ICT and health in China. It is amazing how much the world has to learn from the Hong Kong and the SARS experience. Those guys were really good. They actually saved the planet, if one thinks about it.
I did a final check on copyright issues. If I understood this, once I publish things here, I am the holder of rights. All this is complicated - I just want to make sure that if some gets popular with my poems, I will get some share of it. I do not think my poems are that good - but there is nothing wrong in dreaming.
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