Pauline Croze – Ouverture De La Semaine De La Francophonie Au Brésil

Ouverture De La Semaine De La Francophonie Au Brésil

What is it?

Here is the description for the video above:

Ouverture de la Semaine de la Francophonie 2021 au Brésil
Avec le soutien de What The France, l’ambassade de France et du réseau des Alliances Françaises au Brésil

Pauline Croze, concert acoustique
Réalisé par Maël Faugère
Son Arnaud Laprêt
Enregistré le 8 mars 2021 au Studio des Variétés, Paris
Un évènement Astérios Spectacles/What the France

My Thoughts

Now this was a rare pleasant surprise, a nice little official Pauline Croze concert with good video & sound & song selection & and a better performance.

The end,

-John Jr

Good Manners (As Boas Maneiras)

What is its?

The 2017 / 2018 Brazilian fantasy romance horror musical movie Good Manners (As Boas Maneiras).

Good Manners – Trailer
Good Manners (As Boas Maneiras) – Official Trailer

What is it about?

This is how Metacritic describes this movie:

Starring: Andréa MarqueeCida MoreiraEduardo GomesFelipe KenjiGilda NomacceIsabél ZuaaMarjorie EstianoMiguel LoboNeusa VelascoNina Medeiros

Summary: Clara, a lonely nurse from the outskirts of São Paulo, is hired by mysterious and wealthy Ana to be the nanny of her soon-to-be born child.

Against all odds, the two women develop a strong bond.

But a fateful night marked by a full moon changes their plans.

[Distrib Films]

Director: Juliana Rojas and Marco Dutra

Genre(s): Fantasy, Horror, Musical

Rating: Not Rated

Runtime: 135 min

Detail Of Woman With Green Shawl (Woman With Green Shawl)

What Is It?

I just remembered the image above of a painting that was the Commons:Picture Of The Day for June 26, 2015, on Wikimedia Commons.

The painting is called Detail Of Woman With Green Shawl (Woman With Green Shawl) by the French painter Cyprien Eugène Boulet.

It is listed as an oil on canvas (oil painting) that is located in a private collection in São Paulo, Brazil.

Here is the description for this image:

ArtistCyprien Eugène Boulet  (1877–1927)  
TitleEnglish: Woman with green shawl
Object typepainting
DescriptionEnglish: Woman with green shawl, Cyprien Eugène Boulet. Detail.
Français : Femme au châle vert, Cyprien Eugène Boulet
Datebefore 1927
Mediumoil on canvas
Dimensionsheight: 60.3 cm (23.7 in); width: 81.3 cm (32 in)
CollectionPrivate collection
Current locationSão PauloBrazil
Source/PhotographerOwn work

A Large Fight / Brawl Over A Misunderstanding And Race

Source: Wikimedia Commons

I went to bed very late again last night and so I barely remember part of my last dream, which took place during the day, and I remember being inside a windowless one-story multi-purpose building.

This building had a mostly empty store-like area with a counter/cash register-like area, maybe a mostly empty school-like area, maybe a mostly empty recreational center-like area, maybe a house-like area that was a bit like E Manor, and several other areas; and the building was in maybe a large parking lot-like area.

I remember walking around and meeting several different people, one of them was a man who was looking for his girlfriend, and he walked away looking for her; and I remember walking around looking for her, and I think that I found her outside.

It was a nice day outside and I remember talking with the woman who probably was not ready to be found by her boyfriend yet, we walked into the mostly empty store-like area, and a woman with brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair approached us (I remember thinking Brazil, and so maybe she was from Brazil).

The woman who approached us knew the girlfriend of the man, the girlfriend seemed a bit uncomfortable seeing the other woman, and the woman had been searching for the girlfriend as well; and it seemed that she wanted the girlfriend to start a romantic relationship with her.

The girlfriend told her that she was dating someone now and that whatever happened between them in the past was just an experiment/for fun/a mistake/and/or something like that, something happened between both women in the past, and so I assumed that they either had sex and/or dated each other once before.

The other woman did not want to take no for an answer it seemed, so she started talking about how they had sex once in the past, and she described it and how good it was; and she dared the girlfriend to deny it, and I saw a flashback of when they had sex.

The other woman had two real penises and the girlfriend and her had intercourse and anal sex at the same time because she had two penises, and they both had a very good time; and even now the girlfriend could not deny that, but she still refused the other woman’s offer to start date and/or have sex.

The other woman acted like she was going to force her to have sex (rape) and/or force her into dating her, I was not going to let that happen but I waited quietly to see if this would be resolved peacefully, but then maybe the boyfriend showed up or another interruption happened.

After this I remember my former male classmate/schoolmate K running into the building/area where we were like he was running away after committing a crime and people were chasing him, and six or more men with whitish colored skin ran in after him; and some of them were former schoolmates of ours like our male former schoolmates MB and DJD, and some of their friends.

They were very angry and they said that my former schoolmate/classmate K had either stolen something from them and/or did something else, he probably did not deny it, and they seemed ready to attack him; and so I started trying to keep everyone calm, but then two men with dark-brownish colored skin who were friends of my former schoolmate K arrived to help him.

A few more men with whitish colored skin arrived to help the other side and the larger group started surrounding the smaller group, I continued trying to talk everyone down but it was not working, and then a large crowd of people with mostly brownish colored skin arrived suddenly like they had come to hang out and my male cousin ME and maybe my former classmate DS were with them.

They saw a large group of men with whitish colored skin surrounding a smaller group of men with brownish colored skin, they assumed that this was a race based fight about to happen, and so many of them became angry; and many of them started surrounding the group of men with whitish colored skin, and some of the women in the crowd and others were saying various negative things.

I tried to calm everyone down and explain the situation but there were too many people, they were too loud, and no one was listening so a big fight started with the group attacking the men with whitish colored skin; and I was going to try to stop the fighting, but there were too many people and it was all over the room and it seemed that no one would get seriously injured unless they continued attacking them once they were defeated.

The crowd was angry, wild, hate-filled, yelling racist slurs/et cetera, but fortunately most of the hits were missing and not causing that much damage; and I tried to get my cousin ME, my former classmate DS, and some of the others to stop but they would not listen either.

There were so many people that I could not even see the people who they were attacking most of the time and I could not reach them to stop it through the crowd, fortunately they were moving around a lot to avoid getting stomped and punched on the ground for long, but it was still terrible watching this.

It was sad watching them fight wildly and angrily over a misunderstanding and race (which does not even exist in modern humans as far as I know scientifically) and this fight probably somewhat symbolizes how I feel toward so-called race and how it has and is holding back our species, the smaller group was losing obviously, but the sounds of police sirens or something caused the crowd to stop attacking them; and I woke up shortly after this.

The end,

-John Jr

Trying To Help Mrs. CH Figure Out Her Password

I remember part of my last dream from last night which started during the day in the city of D after I found out that Mrs. CH (the mother of my former classmate DH) could not remember her password on one of her computers that I fixed for her, and so I drove to her house in my automobile with my brother GC to see if I could help her figure out her password.

We arrived at the house and I knocked on a fictional door on the left side of the house, the house was slightly different looking and bigger, and a young woman with medium-dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair who looked like one of Mrs. CH’s family members answered the door.

I asked if Mrs. CH was home and I think that the young woman said yes and for me to come in and she walked away, I was not sure if I was supposed to follow her or not, and so I waited in the first room when I entered the house.

There were many people inside the house like a birthday party was taking place with family members, co-workers, friends, et cetera all around the house; but I did not see Mrs. CH or Mr. LH or my former classmate DH, and some young women were playing an instrumental song with a nice beat that seemed like something made for girls like a Barbie-like / something made for girls mixtape / CD or something like that even though it did not sound girly.

In front of me was a kitchen, to the right of that was possibly a living room, to the right of that was a hallway, and to the left of the kitchen was what looked like a separate building connected to the house where the birthday party was going to take place because I saw many tables and chairs and a buffet set up with decorations.

The young woman never returned and my brother GC walked into the house with me to see what was taking so long and at some point someone announced that it was time to sing happy birthday to Mrs. CH and so everyone started walking to the party room, I did not see Mrs. CH and no one had invited me to her birthday party, and so I decided to leave and help her with her password problem another day.

I remember walking across the house until I reached an outdoor covered catwalk that led to a rectangular school-like building and then I came across my mom to my surprise, and eventually my male cousin DE joined us; but I do not know what happened to my brother GC.

For some strange reason we started walking back home instead of using my automobile, maybe my brother GC drove it home and maybe we decided to walk, and as we walked down B Street it was night on this street now strangely but I did not notice the change.

I remember walking and talking with my mom and my cousin DE, we saw and heard some young woman with medium-dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair playing in their yard, and they were listening to the same instrumental song that I heard at Mrs. CH’s party.

We could see through some people’s windows because some of the houses had no curtains/blinds and they had lights on and we saw into one nice modern small two-story house into the second floor, and a young man was in his bedroom with various nice electronics (TVs, monitors, computers, game consoles, et cetera) and posters on his walls.

We continued walking until we reached the highway and a fictional narrow park built along the sidewalk, it was day again in this area strangely but once again I did not notice the change, and I had memories of this narrow park along the sidewalk that felt/seemed so real that even now that I am awake I still wonder if those are somehow real memories.

In my memories of the narrow park I remembered nice plants, water fountains, food stands, playground equipment, benches, tables, et cetera along the sidewalk; and in my memories my mom used to bring me there when I was a kid, and my cousin DE would come with us sometimes as well.

But now all of that was gone and it was just grass and maybe a few benches and some men with whitish colored skin were doing some construction near us, and I asked my mom and my cousin DE if they remembered how things used to look back when I was a kid.

My mom said yes and I asked her to describe how it used to look but when I asked my cousin DE he started to become mental/emotionally unstable like those memories were triggering some negative childhood memories that he did not want to remember, he said that he did not remember, and he started to act strange and make strange facial expressions and he started saying things and acting like he was going to become aggressive if we did not distract him and it felt very strange; and even the construction workers started to stare at him wondering why he was acting crazy/strange.

I started trying to distract him as his mind tried to target people to become aggressive toward them and he was smiling strangely and talking to himself, it was clear that he had not been taking his medicine or going to his mental health appointments, but fortunately we were able to distract him long enough for us to walk across the highway to Eastside hoping that leaving the narrow park would help him start becoming stable again.

I really wanted to spend more time at the narrow park thinking about my positive memories of the place but helping my cousin DE was more important to me, and we reached Eastside and it was now night again strangely but I did not notice the change again.

Standing in the street were lines of people at a party and all of them looked like they were from maybe India (Indian) and/or Pakistan (Pakistani) and/or somewhere like that and they were wearing traditional clothing, and we had to struggle to get through the crowd of people.

At some point we had to stop and I knelt down briefly and then I stood up realizing that I was taller than most of the people, and then I used this to my advantage as I squeezed my way through the crowd; and eventually we got through.

As we turned on my uncle WC’s street we crossed into the inside of a whitish/grayish colored maybe carpeted or hard floor hallway of a building somehow, and another party was going on and that same instrumental song was playing again.

I saw several lines of attractive women with brownish colored skin wearing tight clothing with big butts with some of them probably being from Eastside, some from India and/or Pakistan, and some were from Brazil (Brazilian) and/or other parts of South America (South American) and some possibly from Mexico, and they seemed to be in line for maybe a competition at the party maybe but I have no idea.

I woke up as we were trying to walk through this crowd to reach the other side of the street I guess, even though we were indoors now somehow, but I did not notice this strangeness.

The end,

-John Jr

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