Be welcome! Please ask that you put aside your self-centeredness and your need for external validation. Understand that this is not a democracy, here is a monarchy where the Queen is me!

It's so nice to wake up to so many loving messages. Thank you to those who took the time to write to me. I love you all ❤️

In my prayer, you were the center, my favorite predicate. Where we were more than pronouns, I, you and we. I barely realized that love could be just an object, direct, clear and straightforward. I, in the singular, dreaming in the plural, became a hidden subject... The agreement was missing, and I was not nominal. I was judged, conjugated incorrectly, I lost myself in time, I became past, more than imperfect, without the verbs I needed. And in the future of the past, there was an indicative, a dilemma that did not seem simple, perhaps compound. And when facing that chaos that cannot be explained, in the last homework, the verb to love decided to teach me the art of forgetting.

The silence of unspoken words is louder than a bomb. To be honest, I've never heard the sound of a bomb, but I've been silenced by many choked words. I know the noise this causes, even if internally. There was a time when I thought everything deserved to be said. Afterwards, I understood that I needed to choose my battles, as every speech precedes a probable answer, and of course, we are not always willing to listen to the answers. Sometimes we choose silence because we need to, even if the desire is to vomit a sequence of words, opinions, feelings and even unspeakable things. Other times, it is silence that chooses us, even though we know that an infinite number of thoughts, opinions, feelings and even unspeakable things are between the lines, pointed right in our direction. There is silence that welcomes, there is silence that is deafening and my favorite is the silence that in itself makes more noise than anything described, because in the end this type of silence does more damage than other people's screams and the desperation for me to express some emotion.

Hi. I would like to thank everyone who donated gifts to help RS. It is a very delicate and sad moment for the nation! I'm very happy to know that in the face of all this, there are still good-hearted people running out of time to help in some way. We bought a good amount of food, scarves, food and water... For those who couldn't help, know that praying helps too! Thank you from the bottom of my heart, you guys were amazing!!

Dear friends ❤️ We are aware that Rio Grande do Sul is going through a lot of difficulties at the moment! I am lucky to be accompanied by many kind people who give me many gifts every day.. With all this tragedy I have reflected on the needs of those who are facing so many challenges.. With this in mind, I would like to propose that, if you wish, any gift you plans to offer will be converted into contributions to purchase supplies for those in need. Donations will go directly to help ensure families and animals have access to essential foods/feed. I know that together we can make a significant difference in the lives of many people facing this war. Thank you in advance for your generosity and support of this cause. More than ever, it is a time to come together and offer help to those who need it most. Your participation will make this gesture even more meaningful and impactful. With all my affection and gratitude, Aya.

DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF FREE? Have you ever stopped to think about what happens when books have a burst of freedom? It's like a literary carnival! The classics join the new bestsellers and form a crazy mix of characters. Imagine Don Quixote hanging out with Harry Potter, while Sherlock Holmes tries to solve the mysteries of Alice in Wonderland. It does not stop there! The characters from the books also join the party. Captain Hook finally frees himself from Peter Pan's bonds and decides to sail his own pirate ship. Cinderella drops her glass slipper and decides to go on a road trip around the enchanted world. And Spider-Man... well, he's still doing what he's always done, only now without Marvel's webs. Can I have a life without a life mapped out? Can I be whoever I want without fear? Why does the desire to do and be go wrong? I live as I want to do? Maybe freedom is the fact of not fearing, not being afraid of the unknown, because comfort is in the known... Maybe it's going without a script and being your own character in a story without people and their "what ifs"... Or even wander with the certainty that freedom is more beautiful when seen from Locke's perspective and not from Kant's more metaphysical perspective or Rousseau's extravagant way.