Time for bar-be-que
With emails flowing like Vinhasse, on the
river banks of Campinas… Continue reading Time for bar-be-que
With emails flowing like Vinhasse, on the
river banks of Campinas… Continue reading Time for bar-be-que
You played with me. I can’t remember the year precisely for I never aged. Every now and then I need to inhale a lump sum of air and that is all I consume. I literally live on air just as the monks in Himalayas do. I have breathed the same oxygen that Socrates, Shakespeare, Shelley had consumed. I hold history. Continue reading “My life as a ball of air (.o.)”
Adorable leveduras they are… Continue reading The golden miniatures
The pips might meet its kith and kin,
in the very recipiente do lixo organico, Continue reading Three little orange pips

A year and a half in Campinas,
And much energy have I consumed,
With many triple As and double As
As you see in this not-so-magnificent battery tower. Continue reading “A tribute to a battery tower”
Observing the branching… Continue reading Roots & Branches
Is it very real ? Continue reading Solidão
“Such magic the numbers possess, much try you as might, it shall be hard to resist its charm…” Continue reading The power of two’s
this year, 14 of March shall remain etched in history,
and in our memories too… Continue reading A tribute to Pi
There is this sprawling space in the middle of the pilot plant. It has square tiles. Not so beautiful, I must say. Just ordinary tiles with an empty look. If you knew that the tiles were 30 cm by 30 cm you could calculate the area as 900 centimetre squared. Continue reading “The little boy and the floor tiles…”