Romulo Crescente F5

      Bom queridos leitores, jamais vos abandonaria, muito sem tempo para escrever ou refletir sobre as colunas, assim serão nos próximos 4 dias. Porém, cultura e conhecimento estarão aqui em partes de obras maravilhosas que amo e amarei ou quem sabe já amava antes mesmo de nascer... hahahahahahaha. O dia de vocês foi bacana? O meu foi bem cheio, e de novidades. 

Bjs a todos e Sorte sempre, café não, leite morninho sim. hahahahahahahahahahaha

      "To be, or not to be" is the opening line of a soliloquy from William Shakespeare's play Hamlet (written about 1600), act three, scene one. It is one of the most famous quotations in world literature and the best-known of this particular play.

"...To be, or not to be, that is the question:

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,

And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep,

No more; and by a sleep to say we end

The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks

That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep;

To sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there's the rub:

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,

Must give us pause – there's the respect

That makes calamity of so long life.

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,

The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,

The pangs of disprized love, the law’s delay,

The insolence of office, and the spurns

That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

When he himself might his quietus make

With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after death,

The undiscovered country from whose bourn

No traveller returns, puzzles the will,

And makes us rather bear those ills we have

Than fly to others that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,

And enterprises of great pith and moment,

With this regard their currents turn awry,

And lose the name of action. Soft you now,

The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons

Be all my sins remembered..."

hahahahahahahahaha nada de interpretar como confusão em minha cabeça, apenas a cena e o texto é realmembte lindo, e todo mundo tem lá seu momento "Hamlet" na vida real ou cênica; sendo sempre um desafio sofrer as agruras do principal ícone dos palcos da vida e/ou do reino podre da Dinamarca... O importante é responder e interpretar o que ele quer dizer, nesse "bife" mais famoso do mundo decorado. 

      Lembrem-se que To Be pode ser tanto ser quanto estar... hahahahahahahhahahaha

      Boa noite amigos(as)