Par Mathieu St-Onge

Qu’est-ce qui relie notre ancêtre de Cro-Magnon à Paris Hilton? Non, ce n’est pas la propension à s’afficher peu ou pas du tout vêtu. C’est plutôt… le goût du luxe!

Le luxe des cavernes

Trente mille ans avant notre ère, un homo sapiens particulièrement futé, qu’on appellera plus tard Cro-Magnon, invente le luxe. Pour la première fois de sa Préhistoire, l’homme fabrique un objet totalement inutile à sa survie. Nous sommes encore loin du sac Vuitton; il s’agit d’une petite statuette de pierre, aux formes vaguement féminines, sculptée grossièrement à la pointe d’un silex. Pendant ce temps, un proche cousin plutôt moche et poilu, l’Homme de Néandertal, crée le culte de la beauté. Le corps lui-même devient objet de luxe. Entre deux accouplements particulièrement féroces avec sa compagne de grotte, notre Néandertalien se pare d’éclats d’os et de bois de cervidés fraîchement dépecés.

Le coquet homo neanderthalensis finit par disparaître, laissant à son vaniteux contemporain sapiens le soin de développer seul le goût du luxe. Quelque 7500 ans avant J.-C., notre homme devient sédentaire, un nouveau mode de vie qui lui permet d’accumuler des biens matériels et d’inventer l’art de la céramique et de la métallurgie. C’est aussi à cette époque que notre ancêtre fait la découverte d’un précieux minerai qui le marquera à jamais: l’or. À sa seule vue, il devient fou, le métal brillant devenant rapidement pour lui synonyme de beauté et surtout… de pouvoir.

Le luxe antique

L’Antiquité est une époque très faste pour le luxe. L’homme y invente de nouveaux concepts (la propriété, l’esclavage, la guerre) qui lui permettent d’accumuler encore plus de richesses. À ce titre, les Égyptiens et leurs pharaons ne donnent pas leur place. Régnant sans partage sur les abords du Nil pendant plus de 3 000 ans, ils développent un goût prononcé pour l’ostentatoire. Les bijoux, qui indiquent le rang social, se déclinent en boucles d’oreilles, colliers, bagues, amulettes et plaques pectorales d’or et d’argent. Les femmes de familles aisées portent des robes à l’étoffe brodée de fils d’or et de perles, tandis que les hommes riches s’accoutrent des jupes aussi élégamment décorées (comme quoi Dubuc et son paréo n’ont rien inventé). À l’époque, les parfums sont importés, donc dispendieux et réservés à l’élite. Les effluves les plus prisées sont le lotus bleu, le lys blanc et le henné. Si les plus riches et puissants des Égyptiens vivent très bien, ils consacrent le plus clair de leur temps à préparer leur mort. Le luxe suprême des pharaons est d’ailleurs la construction de leurs sépultures titanesques: les pyramides.
Au panthéon du bling-bling, les Grecs ne sont pas en reste. Péricles, au Ve siècle avant J.-C., entreprend de faire construire les chefs-d’œuvre de l’Acropole et mandate le sculpteur Phideas pour réaliser les statues d’Athéna et de Zeus, tout en or et d’ivoire. Pendant ce temps, les citoyens les plus aisés se font construire de vastes demeures de marbre blanc. À l’intérieur, les murs sont décorés de fresques représentant les héros de l’Iliade ou les dieux de l’Olympe. Outre les vases grecs qui sont particulièrement prisés, les poteries de faïence et les plats de bronze, d’argent ou d’or trônent dans la cuisine en attendant le prochain festin grec.

Le luxe moyenâgeux

Après le pillage des trésors de l’Antiquité par les peuples barbares, l’Europe n’est que ruines. L’Église en profite et convertit peu à peu les royaumes affaiblis du Nord. C’est grâce à elle si le luxe perdure : Dieu exprime sa puissance grâce aux richesses du clergé et aux édifications des gigantesques cathédrales. Les Croisés, quant à eux, reviennent au pays chargés des merveilles de l’Orient: joyaux, soieries et épices. De nouveaux objets, très hauts de gamme pour l’époque, font leur apparition dans les châteaux: horloges, miroirs et chandelles de suif. Et malgré la culture guerrière du Moyen-Âge, l’habit des courtisans gagne en finesse. Le manteau d’hermine doublé de vair fait fureur.

Le luxe renaissant

La Renaissance est aussi renaissance du luxe. La quête du superflu nécessaire, d’après la formule que trouvera plus tard Voltaire, prend un véritable essor avec la découverte de nouveaux continents, sources de métaux rares, de pierres et de bois précieux, d’essences et d’épices exotiques, le tout transformés en autant de parures, parfums, vêtements et mobiliers fastueux. L’Italie tire particulièrement bien son épingle dorée du jeu. Au XVe siècle, la ville de Florence, gouvernée par la riche famille de Médicis, rassemble à sa cour les plus grands artistes et intellectuels de l’époque. Le mécénat se développe: luxe et art se confondent. Le Mécène entretient l’artiste par ses innombrables commandes, le plus grand privilège du noble étant de faire immortaliser son image par le portrait. . L’ornementation a elle aussi la cote. Les meubles sont sculptés et peints par de grands maîtres (dont Botticelli ne fut pas le moindre),

Le luxe hexagonal

Le luxe italien débarque en France au XVIe siècle avec le mariage d’Henri II et Catherine de Médicis. Telle une contrebandière de luxe, celle-ci introduit dans l’Hexagone art ornemental, soie brodée, tabac et parfum, ce dernier servant à masquer les odeurs corporelles particulièrement tenaces à l’époque. Mais le luxe des rois de France s’exprime d’abord à travers leurs châteaux, le plus magnifique d’entre tous étant celui construit à Versailles par Louis XIV, dit le Roi-Soleil. L’architecture même devient expression du luxe. Le palais de Versailles compte (seulement) 700 pièces, dont la somptueuse Galerie des Glaces et ses 357 miroirs. Or, tout ce luxe ne serait rien sans les nombreuses fêtes organisées par le roi pour divertir sa cour; toute la noblesse française accourt à Versailles pour assister aux pièces de théâtre et aux opéras qui y sont présentées. Le luxe est encore affaire de monarchie, ce qui n’empêchera pas plusieurs têtes couronnées de bientôt rouler dans de modestes paniers en osier.

Le luxe moderne

Malgré la montée en puissance de l’Angleterre, colonialisme et évolution industrielle obligent, Paris devient – et demeure – la capitale du luxe tout au long de la modernité. Les expositions universelles de 1879, 1889 (pour laquelle est érigée une certaine Tour d’un certain Monsieur Eiffel) et 1900, attirent la noblesse et la haute bourgeoisie du monde entier dans la Ville Lumière, permettant aux artisans du luxe français de rayonner comme jamais. Depuis longtemps, ceux-ci ont compris que les grands de ce monde préfèrent l’objet «fait main» aux reproductions en série inventée par la révolution industrielle. C’est ainsi que naîtra, dans les années 1850, le concept de haute couture avec le premier couturier, Charles Frédéric Worth. Celui-ci innove en ouvrant un premier salon de couture et en faisant porter ses créations à des mannequins vivants. Une tendance qui sera suivie de près par Poiret, autre grand nom de la mode, qui y laissera lui aussi sa griffe.

C’est également à cette époque que sont fondés la plupart des grandes maisons de luxe, dont plusieurs portent des noms qui résonnent toujours aujourd’hui. C’est le cas du parfumeur Guerlain (1828), du sellier Hermès (1837), du malletier Louis Vuitton (1854) ou encore des joailliers Cartier (1847) et Boucheron (1858). Un phénomène jusqu’alors inédit marque également la culture du luxe: le tourisme. Grâce au développement des réseaux de transports, nobles et bourgeois envahissent les ports de plaisance de la Méditerranée. Le tourisme permet l’apparition et le rayonnement de deux grands noms de l’univers du luxe: Louis Vuitton et César Ritz. Le premier a l’idée de génie de développer la maroquinerie haut de gamme (Ze fameux sac Vuitton), le second fonde le Ritz Hôtel Syndicate et ouvre son premier complexe hôtelier, place Vendôme, Paris, en 1898. Plus tard, un certain luxe «prêt-à-porter» s’incarnera dans la silhouette bien habillée, coiffée et maquillée de Coco Chanel, pour qui «le luxe n’est pas le contraire de la pauvreté mais celui de la vulgarité».

Le luxe aujourd’hui

Au milieu des années 1990, les maisons de luxe familiales et artisanales deviennent des marques regroupées aux seins de quelques grands groupes financiers, lesquels se partagent aujourd’hui plus de 70 % du marché du luxe. Ce dernier se trouve dominé par les groupes français (LVMH, Christian Dior, Hermès, Chanel), puis italiens (Prada, Armani, Bulgari, Valentino Fashion Group) ainsi que, dans une moindre mesure, américains (Estée Lauder, Ralph Lauren, Tiffany). Tout en haut du peloton, avec un chiffre d’affaires de plus de 15 milliards d’euros, le groupe Louis Vuitton Moët Hennessy est sans doute le meilleur exemple du nouveau visage du luxe: multimarques et multiproduits. Des vins et spiritueux (Veuve Clicquot, Moët & Chandon, Hennessy, Dom Perignon) aux cosmétiques et parfums (Guerlain, Kenzo, Dior), en passant par la mode (Givenchy, Donna Karan, Fendi, Louis Vuitton) et les montres et la joaillerie (Tag Heuer, Zenith, Chaumet), LVMH est un empire mondial aux nombreuses ramifications. Pourtant, cette mainmise des géants du luxe n’a pas empêché que se développe à côté toute une industrie parallèle et parasite: celle de la contrefaçon. On estime que le marché du faux représente aujourd’hui 5 à 7 % du commerce mondial et que près du quart des produits de luxe vendus sur Internet seraient des imitations.

De la procession de chaussures Manolo Blahnik dans Sex and the City aux montres Rolex de Sarkozy, du «Parce que vous le valez bien» de l’Oréal aux frasques de Paris Hilton à Dubaï, le luxe est aujourd’hui apprêté et servi à toutes les sauces, vraies ou fausses. Le luxe semble ne plus être ce phénomène marginal seulement réservé à une élite fortunée: il prétend descendre de son piédestal et se démocratiser. Par l’intermédiaire de ses marques, à grands coups de publicités et de copinages avec les stars d’Hollywood, le luxe continue chaque jour d’élargir son bassin de consommateurs et de rallier plus de riches et de pauvres à sa «cause». Or, si pour beaucoup de gens, il suffit de goûter au luxe par procuration, en zieutant les magazines people et autres Paris Match, d’autres n’hésitent pas à s’endetter pour se payer du luxe. Au risque d’y perdre leur nouvelle chemise Armani…

Stealth wealth

En réaction au phénomène de démocratisation du luxe et à la culture bling-bling, une nouvelle tendance s’est développée depuis quelques années chez les ultra-riches de ce monde: le stealth wealth, ou la «richesse discrète». Une riche idée qui permet aux PDG, vedettes de cinéma et chefs d’État de dissimuler les signes ostentatoires de leur opulence aux yeux du grand public et de ne se reluquer qu’entre (riches) initiés privés. Bref, le nec plus ultra en matière de luxe serait désormais de faire comme s’il n’existait pas. Mais attention, nous sommes loin de la simplicité volontaire: les adeptes du stealth wealth préféreront par exemple à une voyante Rolex une montre Vacheron Constantin, plus discrète, disponible au coût modique d’un demi-million de dollars…

Texte: Mathieu St-Onge & Gabrielle Briggs

Hola a todos!
Ya casi estamos con los pies en el desfile y Dios! Organizar un desfile no es para nada cosa de niños, hoy trabajé 12 horas! Estoy agotada! ya contaré detalles.

Ahora les quiero presentar la colección que presenta mañana Cata Rautenberg. Esta ex-mannequin de metro ochenta, scaneadora profesional según sus propias palabras, además de ser monísima y un amor es una brand-new diseñadora!

Enjoy!

MEINE ÑUSTA
(meine = mi, en alemán, ñusta = princesa, en quechua)

Mira niñita, te voy a llevar a ver la luna brillando en el mar,….
Dice la canción…
Para la hija de un hombre con ojos de cristal…
Sigue diciendo…

Canción dulce, que habla de la unión entre dos que en mi imaginario son muy diferentes, pero aun así se unen (muchas veces así pienso que es el amor). Y también pienso que así son mis vestido, elementos que aun siendo muy diferentes cuando se unen, forman algo único he irrepetible.

Pensando en esa unión, y, pensando en mis raíces, es como idee esta propuesta. Géneros nobles, recuperando lo ancestral el trabajo realizado a mano, con tratamientos de confección “a la antigua”, con colores propiamente de novias, blanco, off White, beige y te, que me remiten a la tierra sumando tal vez un detalle de negro. Planteados en una estética particular, en la que se entremezclan las distintas herencias, lo europeo y el alma de los pueblos originarios con toda su belleza, dando como resultado mujeres de ensueño frágiles y con particular fortaleza, con algo de juego, de niñas, que es así como veo a la mujer de hoy.

Imagino a estas novias, como esa niña de la canción, bella, en medio de las piedras con el alma de la pachamama en cada poro de su piel, y vestida de seda, muselina, satenes, y brillando sutilmente bajo la luna reflejada en el mar.

Novias moldeables como agua, leves como el aire, y a la vez cálidas como la tierra y chisporroteantes como un buen fueguito.

Me acompañan en este relato, HECTOR CAMPOS un maestro orfebre y magnifico guardián del las tradiciones de la platería mapuche. EL ARTE DEL ORFEBRE elartedelorfebre@yahoo.com.ar

Los pies fueron vestidos por BENICIO agradeciendo muy especialmente a Miriam que con mucha disposición acepto acompañarme en esta presentación. BENICIO 4816 3851 -recoleta-

…y un súper agradecimiento a mi amigo personal DJ MARTIN SOLER por su hermosa versión de MIRA MI NIÑA para esta ocasión. (martinsoler@hotmail.com – 1559202069)

Y…a mi padre, madre y gente querida que son mis mas fervientes colaboradores.

Catalina rautenberg
011 4361 5057
Defensa 945 depto 11 –san Telmo – (solo con cita)
catarautenberg@yahoo.com.ar
www.catalinarautenberg.com

Mais uma tela que mostra um primoroso talento e qualidade artística tão pouco manifesta em nossos dias. Ao meu ver este tema floral representa bem a dinâmica da vida: nascer, crescer e morrer.

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Ancient Skeleton May Rewrite Earliest Chapter of Human Evolution

October Issue

Science magazine presents 11 papers, by a multinational team of 47 researchers, describing an early hominid species, Ardipithecus ramidus. These 4.4 million year old hominid fossils sit within a critical early part of human evolution, and cast new and sometimes surprising light on the evolution of human limbs and locomotion, the habitats occupied by early hominids, and the nature of our last common ancestor with chimps.

An artist's rendition of Ardipithecus ramidus

UK Daily Mail—She lived at the dawn of a new era, when chimps and people began walking (or climbing) along their own evolutionary trails. This is Ardi – the oldest member of the human family tree we’ve found so far.

Short, hairy and with long arms, she roamed the forests of Africa 4.4million years ago.

Her discovery, reported in detail for the first time today, sheds light on a crucial period when we were just leaving the trees. Some scientists said she could provide evidence that our ancestors first started walking upright in the pursuit of sex.

Conventional wisdom says our earliest ancestors first stood up on two legs when they moved out of the forest and into the open savannas. But this does not explain why Ardi’s species was bipedal (able to walk on two legs) while still living partly in the trees.

Owen Lovejoy from Kent State University said the answer could be as simple as food and sex.

He pointed out that throughout evolution males have fought with other males for the right to mate with fertile females. Therefore you would expect dominant males with big fierce canines to pass their genes down the generations.

But say a lesser male, with small stubby teeth realized he could entice a fertile female into mating by bringing her some food? Males would be far more successful food-providers if they had their hands free to carry home items like fruit and roots if they walked on two legs.

Mr Lovejoy said this could explain why males from Ardi’s species had small canines and stood upright – it was all in the pursuit of sex.

He added that it could also suggest that monogamous relationships may be far older than was first thought.

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The Middle Awash study area, where the Ardipithecus bones were found

New York Times/John Noble Wilford—The Ardipithecus specimen, an adult female, probably stood four feet tall and weighed about 110 pounds, almost a foot taller and twice the weight of Lucy. Its brain was no larger than a modern chimp’s. It retained an agility for tree-climbing but already walked upright on two legs, a transforming innovation in hominids, though not as efficiently as Lucy’s kin.

Ardi’s feet had yet to develop the arch-like structure that came later with Lucy and on to humans. The hands were more like those of extinct apes. And its very long arms and short legs resembled the proportions of extinct apes, or even monkeys.

Tim D. White of the University of California, Berkeley, a leader of the team, said in an interview this week that the genus Ardipithecus appeared to resolve many uncertainties about “the initial stage of evolutionary adaptation” after the hominid lineage split from that of the chimpanzees. No fossil trace of the last common ancestor, which lived some time before six million years ago, according to genetic studies, has yet come to light.

The other two significant stages occurred with the rise of Australopithecus, which lived from about four million to one million years ago, and then the emergence of Homo, our own genus, before two million years ago. The ancestral relationship of Ardipithecus to Australopithecus has not been determined, but Lucy’s australopithecine kin are generally recognized as the ancestral group from which Homo evolved.

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A fairly complete skeleton of Ardipithecus ramidus

Science—Until now, the oldest known skeleton of a human ancestor was Lucy, who proved in one stroke that our ancestors walked upright before they evolved big brains. But at 3.2 million years old, she was too recent and already too much like a human to reveal much about her primitive origins. As a result, researchers have wondered since her discovery in 1974, what came before her–what did the early members of the human family look like?

Now, that question is being answered in detail for the first time. A multinational team discovered the first parts of the Ar. ramidus skeleton in 1994 in Aramis, Ethiopia. At 4.4 million years old, Ardi is not the oldest fossil proposed as an early hominin, or member of the human family, but it is by far the most complete–including most of the skull and jaw bones, as well as the extremely rare pelvis, hands, and feet. These parts reveal that Ardi had an intermediate form of upright walking, a hallmark of hominins, according to the authors of 11 papers that describe Ardi and at least 35 other individuals of her species. But Ardi still must have spent a lot of time in the trees, the team reports, because she had an opposable big toe. That means she was probably grasping branches and climbing carefully to reach food, to sleep in nests, and to escape predators.

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The reduced size of canine teeth is an indication of a shift in social behavior away from male-male aggression, and is one of the hallmarks of the human lineage.

Reuters—Genetics suggest that humans and our closest living relatives, the chimpanzees, diverged 6 million to 7 million years ago, although some research suggests this may have happened 4 million years ago.

“Ardi” is clearly a human ancestor and her descendants did not grow up to be chimpanzees or other apes, the researchers report in Science.

She had an ape-like head and opposable toes that allowed her to climb trees easily, but her hands, wrists and pelvis show she strode like a modern human and did not knuckle-walk like a chimp or a gorilla.

“People have sort of assumed that modern chimpanzees haven’t evolved very much, that the last common ancestor was more or less like a chimpanzee and that it’s been … the human lineage … that’s done all the evolving,” White said.

But “Ardi” is “even more primitive than a chimpanzee,” White said.

So chimps and gorillas do not knuckle-walk because they are more primitive than humans — they have evolved this characteristic that helps them live in their forest homes.

White, Berhane Asfaw of Rift Valley Research Service in Addis Ababa and a large team analyzed all the bones of Ardi and found she might have been more peace-loving than modern chimpanzees. She does not have the long, sharp canines that chimps use to fight, for instance.

And males and females have similar-sized teeth, suggesting more equality than seen among modern apes.

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An introduction to Ardi by the Associated Press

A wonderfully informative video by Science magazine

‘Ardi’ Slideshow

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La historia indígena desde los
hoteles de Chihuahua

Los exploradores españoles empezaron a explorar la región de Chihuahua (que formaba parte de la provincia española de la Nueva Vizcaya) a mediados del siglo XVI, especialmente después del descubrimiento de las minas de Santa Bárbara en 1567.

Mientras que hicieron su camino a través de las tierras altas de la Sierra Madre Occidental y los desiertos de Bolsón de Mapimí, los exploradores españoles encontraron una amplia gama de nómadas y grupos semi-nómadas indígenas. Algunos de los grupos indígenas fueron nombrados por los exploradores diferentes en momentos diferentes y, en consecuencia, a dos o tres nombres. Cualquier persona que está estudiando los grupos indígenas de Chihuahua, al principio puede encontrar esta un poco confuso.

Los indios Concho vivían cerca de la confluencia del Río Conchos y Río Grande. Los ríos en el norte de Chihuahua. Esta región – conocida como La Junta de los Ríos – es un cultivo histórico y zona comercial. La actual pueblos día de Presidio (Texas) y Ojinaga (Chihuahua) estaba en el centro de esta región. De los ríos Conchos fue nombrado por la palabra española “conchas”, más probablemente una referencia a los moluscos, muchos se encontraron en el Río Conchos. Los ríos Conchos – en un periodo temprano – su cooperación y se aliaron con los españoles, aunque en algunas ocasiones, que también luchó contra ellos.

Los indios Toboso vivían en la región de Bolsón de Mapimí. Vivir en ambas partes de Coahuila y Chihuahua, los tobosos frecuencia allanaron los asentamientos españoles y plantea un grave problema durante el siglo XVII. El jumanos que habitaba la zona de La Junta a lo largo del Río Grande, por encima del Big Bend en la agricultura, cultivando una amplia gama de cultivos, incluyendo maíz, calabaza, higos, frijol, calabaza y melones. Suma de los indios vivían en las proximidades de la actual de El Paso y por partes del noroeste de Chihuahua y el noreste de Sonora.

Los indios Suma unió a algunas de las misiones que los misioneros españoles establecidos durante el siglos XVII y XVIII. El Sumas finalmente declinó y desapareció, en su mayoría como resultado de la asimilación y mestizaje que tuvieron lugar en los establecimientos españoles-patrocinado en Chihuahua.

Los indios Pescado – el nombre de la palabra en español para los peces – vivido a lo largo del Río Grande a lo largo de la frontera norte de Chihuahua y en partes de Texas. En algún momento, que fueron absorbidos por otros grupos indígenas y los colonos españoles que se movía hacia el norte en sus tierras tribales.

Los indios Mansos también vivía cerca de la actual zona de El Paso a lo largo de la frontera de Río Grande. En 1659, Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe Misión fue establecida por los misioneros españoles de los indios Manso que viven cerca de la actual Ciudad Juárez.

Las tribus Coahuiltecan recorrieron partes de Chihuahua, Coahuila, Nuevo León y la mayoría del oeste de Texas de San Antonio del Río y Cibolo Creek. Estos indios consistía en un sinnúmero de pequeños grupos nómadas, cada uno de los cuales se le dio diferentes nombres por los distintos exploradores. Poco se sabe acerca de la afinidad lingüística o de las culturas de los indios Coahuiltecan porque finalmente desapareció, después de haber sido diezmados por la guerra, la enfermedad o la asimilación, a manos de los europeos, comanches y apaches.

Los indígenas tarahumaras que habitan el sur de Chihuahua pertenecían a la uto-azteca familia lingüística y originalmente ocupaba más de 28.000 kilómetros cuadrados de terreno montañoso, una zona que es aún más grande que el estado de West Virginia. Hoy en día, los tarahumaras son un pueblo cuya ideología espiritual rica y fuerte identidad cultural han perseverado a pesar de la intrusión de las costumbres extranjeras. Los españoles encontraron inicialmente los tarahumaras en Chihuahua, a la llegada en el 1500, pero que los españoles invadieron su civilización sobre los tarahumaras tímido y privado poco a poco se retiraron a menos accesible cañones y valles en la Sierra Tarahumara.

Los indios tepehuanes – al igual que sus primos, los tarahumaras – pertenecen a la uto-azteca lingüística Grupo. Si bien su presencia fue más fuerte en el estado de Durango y algunos puntos de Zacatecas, los tepehuanes también vivía y cazaba en el sur de Chihuahua. Los tepehuanes son más famosos por su desafiante rebelión contra el dominio español en 1616-1619. El historiador, la Dra. Charlotte M. Gradie, ha discutido esta revuelta con gran detalle en su trabajo recientemente publicado, “La rebelión de los tepehuanes de 1616: el militarismo, la evangelización y el colonialismo en el siglo XVII la Nueva Vizcaya”.

El guarojío (o Guarijío) indios están estrechamente relacionados y hablan un lenguaje muy similar a la Tarahumara. Que habitaban la montañas de la Sierra Madre Occidental, a lo largo de las cabeceras del río Mayo de ambos Sonora y Chihuahua.

Los indios Guasapar – también relacionado con la Tarahumara – tierras habitadas a lo largo del Chiniap y Urique Ríos en Chihuahua. Los Apaches – como los recién llegados a Chihuahua – probablemente llegó por primera vez en la zona de Chihuahua en el siglo XVII. Fueron lingüística de los hablantes Athapaskan de Alaska y el oeste de Canadá y trabajó su camino hacia el sur durante un período de siglos. A mediados del siglo XVIII, depredación de Apache a lo largo de toda la región fronteriza, incluyendo Chihuahua, había causado cobrado su precio español y los indios.

La historia de los grupos indígenas de Chihuahua es una historia de resistencia contra las intrusiones de las fuerzas del sur, los españoles, los emigrados franceses, y los trabajadores indígenas que se asentaron en Chihuahua a trabajar como mano de obra (y evitar la tributación excesiva del centro de México). Al estudiar la historia de Chihuahua, a medida que avanzaba a través de los siglos, se encuentra la mención de una guerra tras otra, cada uno luchó por varios grupos indígenas y por diversas razones.

Como é bom ser alegre! Afinal de contas a vida é realmente muito boa com seus momentos de enlevo, de conquistas e bem-estar. E também com aquelas fases de árduo aprendizado, superação e trabalho duro, onde devemos lutar bravamente por nossos ideais (falei lutar e não brigar, viu?).
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe já nos disse que “A alegria não está nas coisas. Está em nós.” A 7ª norma do Código de Ética do nosso Método é o contentamento. E a considero muito bonita pois nos diz que devemos cultivar a arte de extrair contentamento de todas as coisas. Imaginem uma norma ética que nos diz para mantermos contentamento constante!
Pois é… no Método DeRose também temos isso. E muito mais…

Alegria é diferente de permanecer rindo o tempo todo.
Sim, devemos rir das situações (inclusive as nossas) engraçadas e brincar com algumas delas. Sorrir para todas as pessoas ou para ninguém. Sorrir sozinho, pois alguém pode pegá-lo “desprevenido” e, dependendo de quem for, pode sorrir junto.
Mas, em algumas situações, determinados lugares ou com algumas pessoas a alegria ou mesmo um sorriso podem ser mal compreendidos.
Em uma solenidade por exemplo, quer seja política, religiosa ou qualquer outra que exija certa formalidade vejo que risos são perfeitamente dispensáveis. Melhor guardá-los para outras ocasiões, pois nesse contexto são deseducados.
Entretanto a alegria pode ser mantida em todas as ocasiões.
Você pode sempre manter um sorriso no rosto, mesmo que discretamente.
E quando não estiver sorrindo, pode manter a fisionomia austera, porém exteriorizando disposição, energia e atitude positiva. Você é um vencedor! E está satisfeito!
Essa última serve para aqueles momentos de decisões mais complexas ou que exijam ações mais rígidas e urgentes. Os momentos de batalha: “Veni, Vidi, Vici” (Júlio César, 47 a.C.).
Ou seja, mantenha-se de bom humor, mesmo em ocasiões mais difíceis. Isso é saudável. É qualidade de vida simples e prática. E ajuda muito nas complexas relações sociais. Digo pois sou bem-humorado e percebo que a maioria das pessoas gosta dessa característica.
Certa vez sofri um acidente que me gerou como ônus uma lesão na lombar. De acordo com o médico foi uma lesão de certa gravidade e por isso evitei falar do assunto, não por estar fugindo da realidade mas para encará-la com outra atitude.
Sim, estava numa situação delicada. Mas me cuidaria com alegria e atitudes positivas. O que geralmente se vê ou se ouve são comentários mais focados no lado destrutivo do tipo “coitado está sofrendo e provavelmente vai piorar”. Se assim fosse, encararia com bom humor. Mas não era. Sabia que sairia bem daquela situação conforme de fato aconteceu.
Durante aquele período de recuperação estava conversando descontraídamente com um colega meu sem que ele percebesse que eu estava sentindo dores lancinantes na coluna.
Em dado momento comentei de maneira divertida o que sentia, de maneira que ele me perguntou:
“- E você aí, tranquilo, dando risada?”
Respondi, ainda de maneira bem-humorada, a fim de não melindrá-lo:
“- Gostaria de me ouvir gritar de dor? Se resolvesse algo, talvez o faria.”
Nós dois rimos daquilo. De fato, foi divertido. Ria você também.
A melhor alegria é a sincera. Nada de sorrisos de plásticos ou meras atitudes apáticas. Compreender as coisas, os fatos e a natureza das pessoas, gerenciar os pensamentos, respeitar a tudo sem se desviar de seus objetivos, melhorar-se e aprender a cada momento, filtrar as informações, todas essas ferramentas são de muita eficácia na arte do contentamento.
E este vai além da fisionomia. Está presente nos atos, palavras e até no tom de voz das pessoas (ligue para algum conhecido que tenha esta característica e veja, ou melhor, ouça por si só). Porém sem jamais perder a noção realista que temos achando que está sempre tudo perfeito (mesmo que esteja) e que podemos acomodar-nos e deixarmos de nos aperfeiçoar ou até mesmo negarmos a devida atenção aos nossos projetos, metas, pertences ou entes queridos.
Deixar tudo como está é comodismo. É uma das primeiras etapas para o ato da reclamação inútil.
Portanto, mãos a obra e batalhe sempre para melhorar algo na vida.
Sei que os queridos leitores são pessoas que possuem um otimismo realista e uma alegria sincera. Este foi o tema que escolhi para ser um dos primeiros porque quis começar com alegria (trocadilho engraçado, não é?) e pretendo cultivá-la também aqui com noção realista e responsabilidade de esclarecer uma Cultura Ancestral aplicada nos dias de hoje.

Com um sorriso destemido encerro lembrando-lhes que estar alegre é uma coisa. Ser alegre é outra. E este último é muito melhor.
Espero que esteja sorrindo agora…

…eu estou.

Marcos Freitas.

Durante um tempo fiquei racionalizando sobre qual seria o tema desse primeiro post. Como começar? Indagava-me.
Bom, o fato é que havia respondido a questão: decidi escrever como começar, ou melhor, como comecei e como pretendo continuar na Filosofia que escolhi para minha evolução como indivíduo.
Então vamos lá:

Há muitos anos (foram mais de uma década, então considero muitos) procurava por um estilo de vida ideal, aquele que considerasse o caminho perfeito para o meu crescimento neste planetinha bonito. Naquela época já sabia que se quisesse muito algo deveria ir atrás.
E qual foi minha alegria de, após anos passando por vários lugares e diversas cidades, ter enfim encontrado meu estilo de vida ideal.
Encontrei-o numa Cultura (maiúscula) muito antiga e por isso mesmo muito a frente dos tempos atuais. Estaria perdida se não fosse pelo trabalho incansável do educador DeRose que a resgatou na segunda metade do século passado. DeRose é uma pessoa da qual nutro profunda admiração. Posso dizer que é uma das pessoas mais fantásticas que tive o prazer de conhecer e certamente falarei bastante dele aqui.
Também falarei das minhas vivências e da visão que tenho nesta Revolução Cultural. Por isso, prometo que evitarei a teoria, ficar explanando sobre o que li ou supondo coisas.
O que partilharei com vocês é prática! Filosofia prática! Fico feliz por poder conversar com vocês aqui, afinal um dos meus prazeres é me expressar e outro é escrever.
Portanto, temos muito o que partilhar sobre essa Arte Ancestral.

Gosto de chamá-la assim talvez por eu ser artista visual. O criador dessa Cultura também foi um. Sim, o homem que criou essa Arte há milhares de anos era bailarino. E bailarino é artista, afinal, dança é arte. Não é?
Para o primeiro post até que achei bom.
Sejam muito bem-vindos.
Marcos Freitas.

Pilgrimage of the Heart: Kata Tjuta

In 2007 I was invited by a friend, Jean Berwick, to go with her, her colleague Grant Trewaneck, and a group of her Diamond Approach students on a trip to visit aboriginal communities and some of the sacred sites of Australia.  I jumped at the chance.   It felt as if someone had just opened a door for me and invited me to join them on a journey back home, and, as planetary service is important to me, this was an added incentive to go.  My sense was that I was taking something back to Australia, perhaps returning a key to the land that would activate some life giving energies.  As it turned out I was, indeed, taking something back, but I was blind to the true nature of the call that I had heard to go, and now, in retrospect, the sheer audacity and arrogance of that initial thought is still humbling to me. 

I had been in Australia for several weeks before Jean and her group arrived.  I’d taken that time to go horse-back riding in the Snowy Mountains south west of Sydney, and I’d been to Darwin to visit Kakadu National Park in the Northern Territory, and finally I had gone to stay with an old and dear friend in the hills north of Port Douglas, in Queensland.  By the time my traveling companions arrived I really felt settled and familiar with some aspects of Australian life.   I’d had a great time – I loved all the places I’d visited, and I was blown away by the beauty that I encountered, but the mysteries of the land remained just that, mysteries to me.

I met up with the 20 or so people that I was to travel with in Cairns, where our first port of call was to be welcomed and ‘smoked’ by an aboriginal healer with connections to the community that we were to visit a few days later, near Cape York. There wasn’t a thing about the suburban surroundings that signaled the intense connections that Edmund had to his land, but the warmth of his welcome, which extended beyond him to the kindness that his children and relatives showed us, was really heartwarming.  He talked to us of the sacred nature of the lands that we were to travel to and how he was calling upon the spiritual guardians, introducing us, and if allowed, extending their welcome and safe passage to us.  Like a gatekeeper, he was announcing our arrival!  He invited each one of us in turn to stand in front of him once he had opened up the energies of the fire that he’d created from eucalyptus bark and local plants.  Then he said a few words, invited us to say our names, and then ‘smoked’ us, a ritual where our energy fields were cleansed by the smokes of the fire.   It was a short ceremony but nevertheless the effects were immediate.  My month of travels around the country by myself had been amazing but now I felt the land under my feet in a way that I hadn’t before and I realized that this connection was what I had missed. 

We traveled on from there to be with a community of Aboriginal people at Laura, a small town near Cape York.  It was an experience that was profoundly life-altering.  The connections we made with some of the community’s elders, and the depth of their forgiveness and desire for internal peace with the people who had so grievously wronged them was truly humbling.  It was also deeply emotional as many of us felt our ancestral part in the great injustices that they had suffered.  After five days of gatherings, exchanges, and teachings from them about their beliefs and their traditional ways, we left them and, following a short stay close to the Daintree rain forests near Port Douglas, we embarked on our final internal journey, to the center of the country, first to camp with a Pitjantjara community of aboriginals and then to visit the sacred site of Uluru.  I knew from the moment that we boarded our plane for the short flight to Uluru that it was for this part of the journey that I had been called, but I still didn’t know why!

As we approached the small tourist town and airport of Ayers Rock I felt my emotions rise.  I looked out of the window, and there was the great red rock of Uluru below us.  It is iconic, and up close, completely awe-inspiring.  And then I turned my head a little and saw a group of much smaller rocks rising out of the dry Australian bush, and I burst into tears.  That was it – that was the place that called me.  It was Kata Tjuta, part of the Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park.  Once known as The Olgas, these closely knit rocks – whose native name means ‘Many Heads’ – are part of this Aboriginal sacred park, but they are not somewhere that the majority of tourists have ever heard of and often they aren’t even visited.  I couldn’t take my eyes off them.  I felt the pull of my heart and experienced a strong intuition that this was where I was coming ‘home’ to.  I craned my neck to be in eye contact with Kata Tjuta as long as I could, knowing that I was still days away from getting there.  The strange thing was that I felt them the whole time we were at Uluru, like a constant subliminal call to my being.

We had set aside nearly two days to be at Uluru, to walk around it and to experience the place slowly and peacefully.  Ayers Rock tourist village was crowded, and as I waited that first morning to meet my friends at the front of our hotel, another foreign tourist approached me.  He wanted to know how long it would take him to climb Uluru.  He was standing right by a sign asking tourists to refrain from climbing Uluru out of respect for the sacred nature of the rock to the aboriginal peoples.  I asked him why he would want to when it was posted everywhere that this was a place of great sacred and cultural significance and that the guardians of the Park were asking people to respect their wishes.  The man looked really put out.  ‘They haven’t said ‘don’t’’, he said.  He had come here to see Uluru and he wanted to climb it, no matter what.  Even now Australian politicians publically debate why this climb should be banned, why the aboriginal wishes and beliefs should be respected. And strangely, each year people are killed as they make the climb, and stories abound of acts of ill fortune that befall significant numbers of those who willfully climb this sacred monument within a year of their visit.  One of the things that I had learnt at Cape York with the community of Aboriginals we spent time with was that it is not in their language to ask a direct question or request something in the categorical way that we experience as usual in our western world.  To say ‘NO’ is anathema to them.  All their public signs are courteously voiced in a language that speaks of their wishes but makes no demands.  It occurred to me that even today we haven’t learnt how to listen to them and hear their requests. 

In Aboriginal wisdom, Uluru is believed to be the center of their spiritual world.  In addition, both Uluru and Kata Tjuta have important places in the creation stories that the local people the Anangu, recall.  They walk these stories into life, so that the land, the people and their beliefs become indivisible.  There are also many places of sacred ceremony at Uluru which are reserved for purely ‘men’s business’ or ‘women’s business’, and yet the overall feel is distinctly feminine.  As you circle the rock, signs tell you that here is a place of woman’s dancing; there is a place of male gathering.  I walked with two old friends of mine, Ann and Sandi, and as we started we introduced ourselves to the spirits there, as Edmund had taught us in Cairns.  And then we waited to be greeted.  It happened so fast, and with such clarity.  We all heard music and felt the rhythm of music around us and felt the welcome of the women guardians of the rock.  We moved and then danced to the music, and stayed and savored their greeting before we started our walk.  Like pilgrimages in many ancient cultures, we experienced the sacred nature of the walk in a circ-ambulation of the site, in a walking meditation.  Uluru has so many different faces and so many different energies that call to you.  It is alive with life.  We stopped many times and marveled at the different qualities of the energies we encountered.  In each place that we paused, we were in communication with the land and its spirit.  Uluru seemed to all of us to be teeming with people whose existence was separated from our own by only a gossamer thin veil.

On our final morning I woke up knowing that today was the day.  We were to visit Kata Tjuta.  I was highly charged with emotion, nervous, not knowing what was in front of me but knowing that I was to find out the nature of my call.  Funnily, that morning there was alot of turmoil within our group.  Everyone seemed a little off key and as we set out there were the rumblings of tired and unsettled people amongst our group.  As you approach Kata Tjuta there is a view point where you can stop your car.  An elevated platform gives a remarkably clear view, and a sign tells you what plants you might be seeing as you look.  Unlike Uluru whose sacred qualities are broadcast on site and, to some degree or other, around the world, at Kata Tjuta there are no clues to its cultural and ceremonial significance and none that request that you respect its sacred nature – nothing speaks about the incredible power of the place.   It is as if you are shown the jewel, but only if you recognize it will you realize that you are in the presence of one of the most significant places of this planet, a place where the original pulse of creation is assessable, and this incredibly profound place is hidden in plain sight.  At least, that is how it seemed to me. 

Kata Tjuta is said to be a place of great significance for male ceremonial initiations, many of which are rumored to take place at night.  As the form of Uluru is of sensually rounded and curved, weathered sandstone, some of the formations at Kata Tjuta evoke male genitalia.  Here the wind-bitten rocks are made up of a conglomerate, a composite of materials including granite, sandstone and basalt, and the energetic feel is much different.  They seem to shimmer and vibrate in a way that challenges how one experiences space, as if one is witnessing form moving in and out of its state as solid matter.

As we got ready to begin our walk, Jean and Grant, our leaders, started to talk to us about the nature of this place.  My attention kept wandering.  My heart felt like it might explode, and I wanted to go.  I started slowly on my journey leaving my companions  to decide whether they wanted to walk round the circuitous pathway that tourists are allowed to travel either towards the Valley of the Winds, which was where I knew I had to go, or on a shorter path to Waipa Gorge.  As it turned out, many chose the latter, too tired to stretch another physical inch further!  Jean accompanied them.  Grant came with the rest of our group, shepherding us unobtrusively from the back.  As we dropped down from the entrance my memory started to be activated.   I felt that I knew every step that I was taking.  My feet on the uneven ground remembered that they had been here before.  It was all so familiar.  I was shaking to my core, finding it hard to plant my feet in the present day reality, moving steadily into another space, into another time.  I was going quite slowly as I picked my way, looking at the rocks around me and stopping to take in the birds and the plants along the path.  It wasn’t long before I was one of the back markers! 

About a third of the way round the trail, I crossed a dry river bed and the path curved round.  I climbed a little and found that I was walking along the bottom of a wall which seemed to form one section of a giant amphitheater, which I came to think of as The Cathedral.  The wall sloped gently and I sat down to rest for a moment.  The path followed on to my left moving between this majestic wall and a huge edifice of shimmering stone, quite phallic in appearance, which seemed to me to be part of a ‘gateway’ leading to the next section of the trail.   Ann dropped down beside me, and we both looked out to the far side without saying a word.  I felt as if I was falling into a trace, and I just let myself go.  I experienced the land beneath me dropping away, and I felt like I was falling through gravity into another space, another dimension, existing here but now on some invisible plain.   And then I recognized that this was what this journey was about.  It wasn’t about bringing some ‘key’ back to the land in the sense that I had imagined.  The key was ME.  I was bringing myself back to remember an ancient part of my being that had always existed on the land, here at Kata Tjuta.  As I reached a place that felt to me like a place of pure unadulterated creation, the energetic journeying slowed and I moved more deeply into a dream state. 

I could see in my mind’s eye that I was walking towards these enormous gates which were opening up to reveal a verdant, lush, savanna, a paradise where I was greeted by the most beautiful people – my people – and I was welcomed home.  Even retelling it brings tears to my eyes.  In that moment of reunion I felt an enormous relaxation in my being.  I had answered the call of my heart and in doing so I had reconnected with an ancient aspect of Self and all the wisdom that comes with that.  I tasted again a love that I hadn’t experienced in this life before, in the embrace of these ancient beings of my heart, and I was overflowing with joy, like a parched traveler coming upon an oasis after eons in the desert.  But, I was rapidly presented with a choiceless choice – to stay or go back.  I knew I had to return here, now, to my 21^st century life.  My heart overflowed with the emotion of this parting – to have found ‘my tribe’ but then to have to walk away again.  It was heartbreaking for me.  I was catapulted from Joy to an all encompassing grief.  As I turned and walked back through the gates, I was immediately transported up through the energetic layers that had taken me there, back into the gravitational pull of the earth, and into my body planted on the rock beside Ann.  I was shaking from the tiniest particles of my matter outwards.  I felt Ann holding me with her incredible energy field, quietly sitting there and helping me to re-regulate my body back into present time and space, and I saw that Grant too was sitting a little distance away like a respectful guardian.  After a little while Ann moved away and continued on her journey, but I couldn’t stand, I couldn’t ground myself in the present well enough for a considerable time and I was still overcome with grief.  The reconnection I had experienced was so profound and the parting – never a strong point for me anyway – was intense. 

Valley of the Winds

Grant waited silently and supportively with me until I felt strong enough to stand and put my weight back into my feet and then he lead me out through the ‘gateway’ into the land beyond.  As we stepped through our path was strewn with yellow petals recently fallen from an avenue of trees, a golden carpet of color that seemed to speak of the sacred nature of the experience I had just had, like the petals strewn before a couple just joined in marriage.  I too felt that I was walking down a path into a brand new chapter of my life. Ahead of us, in the distance was The Valley of the Winds appearing, with each step, like some magical field.  We were gazing onto the most sacred and ancient of lands, still kept as almost inaccessible to a casual visitor.  I felt this to be the heart of Kata Tjuta, the inner sanctum of this very spiritual place.  To look at it from afar was a privilege, to experience it at first hand would be powerful indeed.  I feel sure that only those given the blessing of the land and her aboriginal guardians – perhaps only men entering into an important initiation – can go there in safety.

We left the Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park the next morning, and returned to Sydney the same day – moving between worlds so fast!  I so wanted to go back to Kata Tjuta, but in truth, I don’t know if I would have been able to stand its potent energies after the life changing events of the previous day.  I was still reeling from my experiences, and would continue to do so for months to come.  As I traveled back to the States, I was astounded by the number of profound teachings and blessings that I had received – not just from Kata Tjuta and her Ancient Ones, but about the heart, ancient civilizations, time and space, and relationship.  They were all valuable life lessons in love, tolerance, forgiveness, and humility, and I felt that my beliefs and horizons had been widened expediential.            

One day I hope I can return.

                                                                                                                                                                                          ©2009 Sarah Lidsey

Olá!

Hoje irei falar sobre jogo, especificamente de um jogo chamado Monstersgame que é uma espécie de RPG entre vampiros e lobisomens.
A empresa criadora desse jogo é alemã e se chama RMS – Red Moon Studios, mas há servidores em vários países incluindo o Brasil.
Há 5 anos comecei a jogar e não consegui parar mais, é uma febre realmente.
Cheguei a jogar no servidor do Brasil, mas não gostei muito, me popularizei nos servidores de Portugal onde tenho uma conta no World 4, outra no World 3 e uma outra dividindo com um amigo no World10.
Essa denominação “World” é o mundo, o servidor onde vc pode jogar e esses servidores não se misturam, ou seja, se vc joga no World4, vai jogar sempre nesse servidor, a menos que vc crie uma outra conta em outro servidor, ou troque sua conta atual com a conta de outro jogador que queira mudar de servidor.
Ao todo são 10 servidores para Portugal e outros tantos noutros países.

APRENDENDO A JOGAR

Vou tentar ensinar um pouco do jogo pra quem esteja interessado em começar essa nova aventura.
A começar pela forma de jogar. Esse jogo não é como um Conter Strike ou Mortal Kombat que vc movimenta o personagem com o joystick ou teclado, ele é estático. Vc não vê os “bonequinhos” lutarem. É tudo feito estrategicamente pelo seu navegador. Seu personagem, vampiro ou lobo, tem atributos onde com o tempo vc irá aumentando e tornando-o cada vez mais forte. E claro, o nível do personagem que tb irá aumentar conforme suas “caças”.
Basicamente vc tem 2 coisas a fazer no jogo: caças aos humanos e caças aos adversários.

Caças aos humanos: é nesse tipo de caça que vc evolui o nível do seu personagem. Para os jogadores “free“, são disponibilizados 60 minutos de caças divididos em 6 sessões de 10 minutos cada uma e para os jogadores “premiuns“, 120 minutos, 12 sessões de 10 minutos.

Jogador “free” é o jogador que não compra ticket premium e com isso sua conta evolui mais devagar em relação aos jogadores premiuns. Suas caças aos humanos são limitadas a 60 minutos e o intervalo de caça entre um adversário e outro é de 15 minutos, e tb algumas armas, armaduras e guardas não são permitidos a compra.

Jogador “premium” é o jogador que compra ticket premium tornando-o um jogador importante para a empresa e para retribuir a mesma disponibiliza 120 de caças aos humanos, intervalo de apenas 5 minutos entre um ataque e outro ao adversário e tem todas as armas, armaduras e guardas (até o seu nível, claro!) liberados.

O valor de cada ticket varia de acordo com o vendedor, então é bom fazer uma pesquisa antes. Vc pode tb comprar seu próprio ticket, mas para isso é necessário ter cartão internacional e seu valor é em Euro. Posso adiantar que na média um ticket válido por 30 dias custa entre 10 e 12 reais.

*Nota: esse ticket comprado é que mantém a empresa ativa pagando os servidores, funcionários e quaisquer outros custos.

Propriedades do seu personagem

clique para ampliar

Vc pode ver acima o print de um personagem do Monstersgame.
Não há muito o que explicar, na imagem é possível entender como funciona o jogo.
Sua tarefa é aumentar os 5 atributos: Força, Defesa, Agilidade, Resistência e Habilidade.
Vc tem tb a experiência do personagem que é aumentada de acordo com as caças a humanos que faz e tb com os ataques aos adversários.
É possível ganhar até 10 pontos de experiência caçando humanos em 10 minutos. E no caso dos ataques aos adversários, se vc for do mesmo nível dele e ganhar ou perder o combate, ganhará 1 ponto de experiência, se for de nível inferior e vencer a luta, ganhará 2 pontos e perdendo a luta, apenas 1 ponto. Se vc atacar e ganhar alguém de nível inferior ao seu, não vai ganhar nenhum ponto de experiência, somente seu adversário que ganhará 1 ponto perdendo ou 2 pontos ganhando de vc.
Energia vital é como o próprio nome diz, ou seja, de acordo com a luta que fará contra seus adversários, poderá sofrer danos e isso fará sua energia vital baixar. Ao contrário do que alguns pensam que se sua energia vital “zerar”, perde a conta e sai do jogo, isso não acontece, pois vc tem as chamadas “poções” que repõem sua energia e mesmo que vc não faça uso delas, a própria energia sobe 10 pontos a cada 1 hora, portanto não se preocupe se algum adversário te bater muito e for “zerado”! O sistema irá repor sua energia.

Bom, essa foi a 1ª parte do nosso tutorial de como jogar Monstersgame. Vou dividir em partes para poder ficar mais fácil a leitura e não cansar muito a vista de ninguém. Não adianta lançar um monte de informações e chegar no final ter que ler tudo de novo pq já esqueceu o começo, certo?!

Até o próximo então!

Abraço…

O servidor de Portugal aberto para novos jogadores é do link abaixo:

http://world10.monstersgame.com.pt

Monstersgame – parte 2
Monstersgame – parte 3
Monstersgame – parte 4

¿Qué memoria es la que queremos tener?

La memoria histórica es uno de los elementos sociales que más apabullado está.  Eso que llamamos memoria es una suerte de amalgama de concepciones, sugestiones, miedos y cuentos que se han heredado hace siglos ya.

El bicentenario llamó nuestra atención en esta última época, en nuestro país, muchos de nosotros fuimos parte de esa conmemoración, pero la pregunta que sigue resonando es ¿qué es lo que celebramos?, ¿cuáles son en realidad nuestras raíces?  Lo ancestral se ha reducido a algunos emblemas, algunas construcciones, algunas ideas, algunos personajes y unos cuantos que los conocen a ciencia cierta.

La historia debe ser de verdad, debe tomar una nueva vía por donde encontrarla, por donde empecemos nosotros mismos a buscar… Esta vez busquemos en Cochasquí: tierra energética, milenaria y copada de una historia riquísima; donde no sólo encontramos una raíz más añeja para nuestra memoria sino que esta historia incluye a la mujer, elemento vital por antonomasia, invisibilizado por tantos siglos ya.

Quilago, la princesa combativa que defendió su pueblo cuando la guerra había dejado solos a niños, ancianos y mujeres; es el emblema de mujer, y no solo de fertilidad o maternidad, sino de fuerza, de sabiduría y de grandeza. Esta vez se visibiliza en una pequeña parte de su historia, en este recorrido por Cochasquí…

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Por António Marcos, Ph.D.
Poucos são aqueles que nas nossas vertiginosas sociedades ditas “mais avançadas”, ou da abundância, conseguem, ainda, acreditar que, em certas regiões do nosso globo, algumas antigas culturas indígenas não conhecem nenhuma das doenças epidémicas que hoje se abatem sobre nós – cancro, diabetes, hipertensão, problemas cardiovasculares, doenças auto-imunes (colite ulcerosa, Crohn, Lúpus, Esclerose múltipla, Fibromialgia, etc.), obesidade, etc. Porém, tais povos, vivendo em ambientes primitivos, não dispondo dos propalados recursos da dita “civilização” (medicina medicamentosa ou da alta tecnologia, nutricionismo das “pirâmides alimentares” e das dietas “de laboratório”, fitness clubs, Spas, etc.), apresentam, de forma generalizada, níveis físicos e de saúde, muito superiores àqueles das populações que vivem nas sociedades “mais avançadas”. Apresentam sistemas imunitários e cardiovasculares irrepreensíveis, apesar de, como é o caso dos esquimós, comerem diariamente grandes quantidades de gordura e de carne, ou dos Aborígenes Australianos que, vivendo ainda da dieta dos ancestrais, à base de insectos, frutos silvestres, carne de canguru, etc., apresentam compleições atléticas de fazer inveja a um atleta olímpico, ou de povos dos Alpes, dos Andes, os Masai de África, etc..
Todos eles têm surpreendido os investigadores, pela sua pujança física e equilíbrio psíquico, raramente encontrada entre nós, sem problemas de peso, deformações físicas ou defeitos de nascimento, excelente constituição óssea, dentes perfeitos e bem alinhados e faces generosas, simétricas e sem quaisquer desvios do septo comprometedores da respiração.
O que, também, tem surpreendido os investigadores é que, quando tais povos são expostos aos hábitos alimentares da nossa civilização, a sua saúde rapidamente se deteriora e são acometidos das doenças mais assustadoras que hoje nos assediam.

É obrigatório recordarmos aqui o trabalho pioneiro do Dr. Weston Price que nos anos 30 conduziu investigações antropológicas de pré-industriais e isoladas culturas em todo o mundo. Os seus estudos salientaram que os povos que mantinham íntegros os seus hábitos alimentares ancestrais, não apresentavam degenerações físicas, nem deformações estruturais e eram massivamente saudáveis. Todos possuíam estruturas esqueléticas bem desenvolvidas, incluindo ossos faciais perfeitamente proporcionais, o que facilitava uma boa implantação dentária, boas passagens nasais e maxilares e dentes perfeitamente alinhados, o que ajuda a optimizar a digestão, a respiração, bem como outras funções metabólicas.
Constatou ele, também, que quando estes indivíduos eram trazidos para a “civilização” e adoptavam os modernos hábitos alimentares, no decurso de uma simples geração, pessoas de diferentes raças e cor, desenvolviam o mesmo tipo de problemas de saúde e de deformações físicas, sendo os mais evidentes: deficiente desenvolvimento da estrutura esquelética, deformações dos ossos faciais, dos maxilares e dos dentes.
Pretendendo exactamente recuperar essa indispensável ligação instintiva ao bem comer para bem viver, apresento-lhe a minha proposta de que se alimente de acordo com a sua genética ancestral, presente na sua individualidade sanguínea e bioenergética,.
Não posso, porém, deixar de lamentar que a ignorância de alguns lance o opróbio sobre a dieta do tipo sanguíneo, como aconteceu no número de Dezembro duma revista pasquim onde, a indesculpável ignorância da responsável dum artigo intitulado “Dieta do tipo sanguíneo o grande equívoco”, aliada à irresponsável, pouco ética e falta de rigor, leva à afirmação de “dieta perigosa…sem qualquer fundamento científico”, por parte duma dita nutricionista, que obviamente emitiu a sua opinião sem atender à cuidada análise prévia dos estudos que subjazem à mesma, o que era sua obrigação, enquanto licenciada, fazê-lo, e que apenas contribui para desorientar, com inverdade, os cidadãos em geral que já estão verdadeiramente possessos de tantas e tão variadas dietas que lhes são propostas.
A diferença da nossa proposta dietética assente na genética do tipo sanguíneo é, porém, assinalável, pois assenta nos nossos marcadores genéticos, legado dos nossos antepassados e é hoje plenamente confirmada pelos estudos antropológicos mais actuais e rigorosos sobre a nossa dieta ancestral (vide o link do meu site para o artigo sobre as “Origens e evolução da dieta ocidental”).
Também, queria salientar aqui, em abono da verdade histórica, a larga responsabilidade que o chamado nutricionismo clássico, ou os “nutricionistas fossilizados” como lhes chama o Dr. Abraham Hoffer (La Nutrición Ortomolecular, Ed. Obelisco, 1998, pág. 21), tem tido na degradação da saúde alimentar das nossas populações, com sugestões de dietas universais (vide o caso dos nutricionistas portugueses com a sua universal dieta mediterrânea), alicerçadas em pirâmides alimentares, também, universais, em esquemas, apelidados de científicos, de simbioses mais ou menos artificiais de nutrientes e de alimentos. Convém, ainda não esquecer que têm sido esses “nutricionistas” os principais colaboradores da indústria alimentar, a qual tem tido o papel decisivo na total destruição dos alimentos, rompendo com a tradição de os apresentar como eles sempre foram consumidos, isto é, o mais próximo possível aquilo que a natureza no-los apresenta, em claro prejuízo da saúde das populações.
Isto leva-me a duas importantes conclusões:
1ª – Os marcadores genéticos humanos e em concreto os ligados à nossa matriz sanguínea, “falam-nos” de hábitos ancestrais que o nosso corpo registou ao longo de milhares de anos e que nos permitiram sobreviver sem a alta tecnologia da medicina, mas saudáveis e felizes. Deste modo, quanto mais garantirmos a perduração dos hábitos alimentares “instintivos/ancestrais” e nos afastarmos dos ALIMENTOS INADEQUADOS (desde logo todos aqueles que a indústria dos alimentos e, também, as autoridades nos querem fazer crer que são bons, bem como os que não respeitem a nossa matriz genética/sanguínea), melhor saúde, mais vitalidade e mais felizes seremos;
2ª – Mantenha a sua alimentação simples, divirta-se tentando apurar que hábitos alimentares tinham os seus avós e bisavós. Perceba que cada dieta, além da adequação genética deve obedecer ao local geográfico onde vive, às condições de vida e às estações do ano. Não esqueça que o seu corpo está feito para o movimento, por isso mova-se (porque não regressar a casa a pé em vez de vir de transporte público, ou sair umas paragens antes). Cultive as amizades e o sentido do humor. Saiba dar e perdoar.
Não esqueça, nem sempre aquilo de que alguns nos tentam convencer ser avanço civilizacional o é verdadeiramente, saiba construir o futuro sobre as boas raízes do passado e esteja atento a quem, só porque quer vender-lhe algo, o tenta convencer de que esse algo lhe faz falta. Olhe à sua volta e veja quantas, ou quão poucas, pessoas saudáveis conhece e pergunte-se se algo não vai mal…e se isso a angustiar pense que, na vida, antes angustiado que anestesiado (que é como a generalidade das pessoas hoje em dia “vive”) e comece já a fazer algo para que essa angústia se transforme em mudança para melhor.

Aproveito esta newsletter de ano novo para lhe relembrar alguns conselhos alimentares básicos fundamentais que seguem em anexo.
Fique bem e seja saudável
António Marcos, Ph.D.

Una doble racion de videos que prepare estos dias.

En 1er lugar he terminado mi diccionario de formas de Pokémon Platino Version Española con las formas de Rotom,Giratina y Shaymin.

Y por otra parte,a 9 dias de Pokémon Heart Gold y Soul Silver,acabo de conseguir,en Pokémon Cristal,derrotar a Morti,el 4º lider de gimnasio de Johto,experto en fantasma.Otra vez me alegro de que no haya habilidades.

Disfruten de los videos.

adrianstiles

Tradición y cultura ancestral cercana a los
hoteles de Silao

Silao es una ciudad localizada en Guanajuato, México y es en la zona horaria central.

La ciudad de marcación telefónica de código para Silao es 472 solamente.

El origen de Silao se remonta a la época prehispánica un pueblo antiguo como otomí antiguos, llamados Tzinacua, que significa “lugar de la fuma”, más tarde derivado a Silahua y, finalmente, se constituyó como Silao. Se ve obligado a visitar el “Cristo del Cubilete” ubicado en la cima de la montaña del mismo nombre, desde donde se puede obtener una de las vistas más espectaculares de la región.

Lugares de interés de México son sus sitios históricos, ruinas arqueológicas, fiestas, playas, pesca, deportes acuáticos (buceo, snorkeling, surfing), el golf, las corridas de toros, de compras, artesanías, música, danza, la relajación y precios moderados.

Hoy en día, los perfiles de Silao como una ciudad industrial moderna, sin perder sus valores históricos y culturales, que se puede admirar en una gran cantidad de bellos monumentos y tradiciones de colores, como la famosa Danza del Torito.

El río Silao, cruza la mayor parte del territorio municipal y es un representante de la hidrografía regional. Es alimentado por los ríos Magüeyes, Pascuales, Hondo, y los arroyos del Tigre, así como del río Gigante, que es su principal afluente. Dentro del municipio son algunos de los arroyos de importancia, como los de los de Agua Zarca, El Paraíso, Pabileros, San Francisco y Aguas Buenas.

Si usted está interesado en una cultura única y disfrutar de sol, arena y surf, así como la historia, la danza y la música, te encantará México y en especial Silao. No ser consciente de que puede ser presa de un malestar estomacal o de otra enfermedad que puede ocurrir cuando las condiciones sanitarias son menos que óptimas. Usted también debe estar preparado para ver la extrema pobreza. Si se enfadan cuando el servicio no es rápida y eficiente, o cuando las cosas no salen según lo planeado todo, usted no puede disfrutar de un viaje a México. Si usted va con el flujo y el placer en las experiencias surrealistas, lo harás.

El territorio de Silao es casi plano formado por el Bajío, y una de sus pocas elevaciones importantes se encuentra el cerro del Cubilete, cuya altitud es de 2.570 metros sobre el nivel del mar y es considerado el centro geográfico del país. No se puede comparar con los Andes, pero a esa altura el clima se torna frío y el oxígeno escasea.

SHAMANITE -Rare North American Black Calcite

Master Shamanite is the name given to a carbon-infused Black Calcite from the Rocky Mountains of the USA. It contains many trace minerals & micro-fossils.
Mystic Lore - Intuitive sources say that Master Shamanite is the finest stone for spiritual purification and the emergence of one’s Diamond Self, the perfected pattern of one’s being. It carries the spiritual codes of DNA, for manifesting one’s full potential in the physical world. It aids in clearing all sorts of negativity & in awakening to one’s spiritual destiny as the human Tree of Life.

Metaphysical Legends & Attributes of Shamanite Warm to the skin, Shamanite emanates a protective and positive ancestral vibration. Paleozoic spiral shells captivate the lapidary imagination, and sparkling pyrites, crystals and marcasites generate a distinctive EM field. Tribal medicine people and Singers from the Four Corners region have verified this material is known to them as a protective stone, and carries with it the power to heal spiritual wounds, ancestral troubles and grief. Small nuggets of the smoky brown Shamanite called Toho (Mountain Lion) have been used as protective amulets for Indian children in the past. Within a few years of its discovery by the modern world, Shamanite has been recognized, employed and praised by crystal healers, psychics, therapists and artists in Japan, North America, Britain and Europe. Today, it is on the Top 10 Power Stones list by Japanese spiritual and shamanic crystal healers.

Metaphysical attributes include: Shielding the wearer from psychic attack, envy and the resentment of others Absorbs negativity Purifying; strengthens resistance Deepens trancework Assists with broken hearts, grief and mourning lost loves. Remembering past lives, submerged memories and critical karmic lessons.

Personal comments about Shamanite:

“Strong circles of power come from the heart of this stone. Very deep spiritual protection from the Old Ones for those with no voice. I’ve heard about Toho stones used in fetish carvings; but, have never seen one before now.”

“Remarkable. The little Shamanite dolphin smolders with warmth. Placed upon a closed chakra, it behaves as a energy key — opening and healing. The large specimen is cool, like a cave opening, and draws me into the far-distant past. “

“My grandmother had one of these black mountain stones to soak up the bad thoughts of others … like sorcery, jealousy or envy. She took it with her. I cleanse with this stone now before Blessing Way and Enemy Way sings for those in trouble. It is good.”

“Something wonderful glows from this Shamanite. An Earth angel. Past lives, lost memories and Karma patterns can be sensed by the querant…best with the eyes closed.”

“No one believes until they hold it (polished slab) close to their heart. In every case, a Mountain Spirit or Deva appears and brings a message from Spirit. Thanks again.”

“Shamanite has triggered very detailed ancestral DNA and past-life memories … essential for my art. Clients who come for divinations are touched by Shamanite’s deep-level help with grief and old karma stories.”

We consider this one of the strongest Power Stones. Shiyamanaito (Shamanite) helps a person with their helplessness or feelings of grief. Close your eyes when using it. There is help from infinite outer space within it…it will bring a miracle.

Film set for release February 12, 2010:

The Wolfman (2010)

Upon his return to his ancestral homeland, an American man (Del Toro) is bitten, and subsequently cursed by, a werewolf.  Starring: Emily Blunt,  Benicio Del Toro, Hugo Weaving, Anthony Hopkins, and Geraldine Chaplin.

The Wolfman (2010)

Joe Johnston – Director, Andrew Kevin Walker – Writer (screenplay), David Self – Writer (screenplay), Curt Siodmak – Writer (1941 motion picture screenplay),  and Benicio Del Toro – Producer

Production:

In March 2006, Universal Pictures announced the remake of The Wolf Man with actor Benicio del Toro (a fan of the original film and collector of Wolf Man memorabilia) in the lead role.  Screenwriter Andrew Kevin Walker was attached to the screenplay, developing the original film’s story to include additional characters as well as plot points that would take advantage of modern visual effects.  Del Toro also looked towards Werewolf of London and The Curse of the Werewolf for inspiration.

In February 2007, director Mark Romanek was attached to helm The Wolfman.  The film was scheduled for a November 12, 2008 release, before being pushed back to early 2009 in September 2007.  In January 2008, Romanek left the project because of “creative differences”.  Brett Ratner emerged as a frontrunner to replace Romanek, but the studio also met with Frank Darabont, James Mangold and Joe Johnston. They were also interested in Bill Condon, and Martin Campbell was interested.  Johnston was hired to direct on February 3, 2008, and the film’s shooting schedule and budget remained as intended.  Johnston hired David Self to rewrite the script.

Shooting took place from March 3 to June 23, 2008 in the United Kingdom. The film was budgeted at US$85 million.  They shot at Pinewood Studios in Buckinghamshire, Chatsworth, Derbyshire, and Castle Combe in Wiltshire.  They transformed Chatsworth House by adding weeds, dead grass and ivy.  They also shot in Lacock in Wiltshire, a village conserved by the National Trust for Places of Historic Interest or Natural Beauty, for a day. Universal donated £5000 to the village, in return for filming in the tithe barn for a scene involving frozen corpses.  A funeral scene was also shot beside the Temple of Ancient Virtue at Stowe House for the duration of an afternoon, the temple coated in false ivy with copious amounts of smoke/mist floating over the setting. Pick-ups at Pinewood were conducted in May 2009.

Rick Baker created the make-up for The Wolfman. When he heard Universal was remaking the film, he eagerly pursued it, as both The Wolf Man and Frankenstein inspired him to become a make-up artist as a child. He acknowledged transforming del Toro was difficult because he is a hairy man: “Going from Benicio to Benicio as the Wolf Man isn’t a really extreme difference. Like when I did An American Werewolf in London, we went from this naked man to a four-legged hound from hell, and we had a lot of room to go from the transformation and do a lot of really extreme things. Here we have Benicio del Toro, who’s practically the Wolf Man already, to Benicio del Toro with more hair and bigger teeth.”

From left to right: Rick Baker, Emily Blunt, and Benicio del Toro

Baker and del Toro were adamant about the design resembling the make-up created by Jack Pierce, but Romanek went through thousands of concept art. When Johnston signed on, Baker returned to his second design, which is the finished result.  The make-up took three hours to apply, and one hour to remove. New pieces of latex prosthetic makeup and loose hair was applied to del Toro’s face each day, while several dentures and wigs were created in case some were damaged.  Baker said the transformation will likely be computer-generated, which disappoints him as he is not being involved and therefore feels it will look unrealistic (as the animators do not have his knowledge of the design).  In February 2009, ZBrush art of the transformation by Baker leaked online.  In addition to the film, at the 2009 “Halloween Horror Nights,” Universal Studios Florida is adding The Wolfman to the event.

The Wolfman (2010)

Wolfman Collection on DVD

Birla Mandhir or Birla Temple is a mesmerising monument which glows when it is lit in the night. It was built by the Birla group of industries dedicating the temple to Lord Vishnu (Narayan) and Goddess Laxmi. It is also called Laxmi Narayan mandir. It is located just below the Moti Dungri Fort. The temple has three domes and stands magnificent being built with high quality marble. The temple is definitely a master-piece of architecture and astonishes the on-lookers with its green gardens and awesome exteriors hosting stunning mythological sculptures. The temple also houses a museum which showcases ancestral valuables of the Birla family. The temple is one of the main attractions of Jaipur.

Jaipur has an international airport and then nearest railway station is Jaipur railway station. Jaipur is also well connected through roads from major places of Rajasthan. Jaipur resorts and hotels are some of the best ones in the country.

It’s 6:05 am and it’s freezing. I’m here at the airport and I’m wearing beach shorts. I was hoping that the weather was better oh well. That’s life. So funny thing my mom had this weird meeting scheduled at the airport gate lounge – two engineers and a secretary of a congressman. Weird.

I on the other hand am just quietly bearing the cold and hoping I could be beamed straight to San Jacinto. I’m actually writing so mike could read this. I hope he is. I know your having a busy week! But always good to keep in touch!

There are a lot if foreigners here, well that’s expected