Multi Maiden drops: New Year’s Eve song

Dear readers, dear readers, 2013 is almost over . I’m enjoying (?) an sleepless night, listening to Brazilian music and thinking about my life. It was an extreme year. Not one of my favorites, I must say. But I also lived great experiences and met awesome people! What did I learn? Especially to love myself . I’m still learning, actually. It takes time. I learned that no matter how terrible people are to you, it worth it to be kind, peaceful, caring and good-hearted . There’s something in this life (at least according to my beliefs) called karma. It means that everything you do, comes back to you. Sooner or later. And don’t think that God will punish you. You will punish yourself. Evil people are lonely, unhappy and frustrated. Guess why?! This year I felt ridiculous sometimes, because I was nice to shitty people. But my brother said to me: “You were yourself, they were themselves.” It makes sense. Of course, I thought about revenge a thousand times . But it’s better to let everything flow. Don’t think I’m wise. I’m trying to be!

On 2013 I started this blog. I’m not completely satisfied about it and I explain why: I didn’t write as much as I would like to, here . Many things happened. Too many things happened! So, if I can make a wish , I would like to post more nice and interesting stuff on Multi Maiden next year! There are many ideas on my mind . But I honestly consider myself a hero, because I got back to this blog! I want to make it better, anyway.

I got in touch with many people. And it’s impressive how much you learn about yourself dealing with other people! I think my personality needs some improvements. Basically I need to be stronger. This year I started to openly defend my principles and some people didn’t like it at all. I had to deal with many childish reactions . It happens when you decide to be yourself. At the same time, I’ve never seen so many people like me before!  There’s nothing new about what I’m saying but many people choose to hide who they really are and live a comfortable life. When you decide to be yourself, the pain and the pleasure are definitely bigger! I honestly don’t care about how many people think I’m not cool(especially because I usually have the same opinion about them). I don’t want to be popular, I want to be happy . I was popular at college, but it was a different era. Popularity back then meant charisma. Nowadays it means how many likes do you get on Facebook. And I am not a Facebook person.

2013 was very hard in many senses. But I could learn from all the bad experiences. I didn’t change or became bitter because I suffered. Maybe I am more silent. Less impulsive. And in the end, I would like to thank all the shitty people I’ve met! They were great teachers! They showed me that I’m on the right way. I hope you, my dear reader, can also think about that, if you met some shitty people this year. What can you learn from them? Maybe you need to be wiser and avoid that type of people. Maybe you need to love yourself a little more. Anything happens in our lives without a reason! If 2013 was hard to you, believe that you always can rebuild your life! Everything will be ok (right, Luna?!). Nothing exactly changes on New Year’s Day, but there’s a strong energy in the air which encourages us to start again! So, don’t be afraid to try. Make your wishes come true! I will do my best to be a better person on 2014. Because I could learn from my mistakes. And to all the evil guys and girls who made me cry and tried to destroy me, I have a message: it didn’t work . So, I have a song for you:

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL MY DEAR READERS! STAY TUNED! STAY STRONG! SEE YOU NEXT YEAR!

Hugs,

Luna

Brazilian Christmas–Part 1

And so this is Christmas, my dear readers?! Christmas Eve, actually. Véspera de Natal, in Portuguese. How are you? Hope fine. I’m fine. It’s always good to have the chance to be with the ones I love, that’s why Christmas means something to me! I’m not Christian or Catholic, I’m not a religious person and think that, nowadays, Christmas has lost its original meaning. I mean, it doesn’t look like a religious celebration anymore, despite some symbols related to Jesus Christ, like the Christmas crib. By the way, I’ve always thought that there’s something special about Jesus Christ’s birth. Isn’t it a magical story? An angel came to his mother, to tell her that she would give birth to a very special person (with a very tough destiny), who would influence humanity. Deeply. This woman, her husband and baby had to escape from the hate of a powerful man, who feared to lose his kingdom and wanted every baby or little boy to be killed. Jesus Christ was born in a crib in the middle of nowhere. A star, star of Bethlehem, announced his birth and three wise men, from different parts of this planet, followed the star to give gifts to that special baby . Each gift had a symbolic, spiritual meaning. This is just amazing! I don’t know if it really happened or not, but it’s a great story!

Many (bitter) people say that Christmas is just another commercial holiday. Is it a news? Capitalists will take each opportunity they have to take money from us and increase their profit. We, the 99%, give meaning to everything, not the great corporations. So, Christmas can be something more than a commercial holiday. Maybe I live in a parallel universe, but my family and friends didn’t talk to me about expensive gifts. We are mostly adults and when you grow up, gifts get rare. Not to me, of course. I like to give and receive gifts, but usually I think about handmade stuff, at least to give. Just to show to my loved ones that I love them, care about them. That’s why I like Christmas cards! Families with kids maybe are more faithful to traditions, so there are many gifts. But I know that many people feel happy enough to be with their loved ones and enjoy some nice dishes. 

Here in Brazil, Christmas is not that different from the North Hemisphere one. And this is bizarre. No, I have nothing against the White Christmas, but if you find a snowflake somewhere in my country right now, I’ll give you an expensive gift! It’s Summer in Brazil . Snowmen would melt and the poor guys who get an extra cash working as Santa Claus, are probably cursing the heat right now! Brazil was a colony of Portugal from the 16th to the 19th century. Many of our traditions came from Europe. And for many years we were deeply influenced by the United States, especially by their entertainment industry. I know it happened to many other countries, but it makes sense to Northern countries to have Santa Claus, reindeers, snowmen, snowflakes, hearty food, etc., as symbols. We, Brazilian people, maybe didn’t have time or conditions to think about our own way to celebrate Christmas. And this is sad! All my childhood memories related to Christmas are about sweating at night, before the dinner, because there was something in the oven. I’ve never believed in Santa Claus. My mother would never let me and my brother believe in Santa Claus. She was a social worker. It means she got in touch with many poor kids who would never receive a visit of an old man full of gifts (maybe the lack of chimneys can explain it …). I’ve always known that mom and dad were responsible for the gifts. And, believe me, I was a very healthy kid! Actually, my friends back then didn’t believe in Santa Claus either. Adults usually don’t believe that kids are smart. Kids see dozens of Santa Claus, in different shapes. Some of them are thin. Some are black, Asian. They feel that there’s something strange. Kids don’t see Santa Claus as a symbol. That’s why they feel uncomfortable with this diversity. And when they see that Santa Claus doesn’t visit poor kids, they feel very very sad! Don’t get me wrong, my dear reader. I don’t want to ruin your Christmas! But … am I lying? I honestly don’t like Santa Claus. Many kids fear him and their parents obligate them to take pictures with him! Adults think that they know what is the best for kids. If only they could hear them, they would get surprised!

I like the idea that Christmas gifts are made by elves, dwarves, what the hell are they? Those tiny creatures with pointed ears … They make traditional, old-fashioned toys and I think this is pretty charming! They don’t make Playstations, they make toy trainsAnyway, some Brazilian kids believe in Santa Claus and even write letters to him. But I think this is an old-fashioned belief.

We usually join our family on Christmas and have a dinner with a lot of food. Really! The main ones are peru (turkey), chester (a “special” type of poultry with an oversized chest). tender (a type of ham), different types of roasted meat, farofa (a typical Brazilian dish, made with corn and/or cassava flour, onion, garlic, veggies and/or meat. I am a “farofa expert” and I’ll do my best to give you more details about this dish tomorrow!), maionese (another Brazilian dish. It’s not only mayonnaise, but mayonnaise with veggies and, sometimes, meat, usually chicken, ham or tuna fish), rice, salty pie. At middle and upper class houses, there’s a big diversity of dishes and desserts. That’s why women usually feel a little guilty after Christmas, here! We also eat nuts, almonds and a very traditional Italian sweet bread called panetone. The traditional one is filled with fruits and raisins, but nowadays there are many varieties of panetone, including salty ones. The ones filled with chocolate are quite popular!

Many families have a dinner on Christmas Eve and a lunch on Christmas. The dinner is much more traditional. We do Christmas decorations and some of them, at places like banks and shopping centers become tour spots, many people visit them to take pictures. Our Christmas decoration is quite similar to the North Hemisphere one: Santa Claus, snowmen, snowflakes, wreaths, Christmas trees, socks. We exchange gifts. At some places, especially companies, we play amigo secreto (literally secret friend, but I think that hidden friend would express better what does it mean). We pick up a name in the middle of many others in a bowl and buy a gift only to this person. But we don’t reveal which is our hidden friend until the day we exchange the gifts. A nice way to save money, I guess. My family doesn’t play amigo secreto.

I hope I could give you some useful information about our Christmas! Now I need to go to kitchen, to help my godmother to cook! I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and enjoy the company of the ones you love! And a little bit of good food too!

FELIZ NATAL! Stay tuned. And have a good time!

Hugs!

Luna

Is happiness a sin?

Hello, olá! Wipe your tears, my dear readers, here I am! How are you doing? Summer started yesterday in Brazil and it seems I’m in a solar mood, so, I decided to update this blog after centuries of silence! Yes, I’m fine. Does my heart still ache? Yes. But life goes on and I have many reasons to feel happy. By the way, I will write about happiness.

Some people are discriminated because their look is not according to some patterns. Some others, because of their ethnicity, religion, sexual orientation, music taste. Everything can be an excuse. Because the ones who discriminate and bully are unhappy, frustrated and cannot accept the diversity of humanity . The problem is that humanity will always be diverse (I think I don’t need to warn my smart readers about it, but this sentence contains irony!) and life’s getting harder to bullies and bigots, because people who used to me ashamed to be who they really are, are changing their minds!

As you already know, I’m a woman . I’m also black, mixed and South American. According to some (stupid) people, I belong to four “minorities”. And, yes, I’ve already heard a lot of bullshit (Ops! Sorry …) because of this. But the main reason for me to be discriminated has nothing to do with gender, ethnicity and nationality. I’ve always been discriminated because I’m happy  . Rainbows are very happy things, don’t you think?! *lol*

Are you shocked? How many happy people do you know? What’s happiness in your opinion, my dear reader? (Philosophy homework. Please, send me your answers by email!) This is very personal, I know. But some people just feel fine to be alive and find many reasons to smile. I am one of this people. “I’m only human, of flash and bones I’m made” (Have you ever heard this cheesy song? If you’re around my age, probably …). I feel sad (take a look at my previous post), depressed, hopeless. But I’ll always find a reason to smile! Don’t ask me why or how. I’m alive and think this is a blessing. Despite of all the terrible human beings I’ve met, I still love people and think this is a beautiful world. Sunny days touch me. Rainy days touch me. There’s beauty everywhere. I have food to eat, clean water to drink, a job, a nice apartment to live in, a family, great friends. I’m good looking and super humble . Happiness to me is to feel in peace, no matter what happens. I relate happiness to inner peace, to that capacity that we have to see beyond the limitations. Sometimes I can’t be in peace, but I always respect my moments. Beyond all the pain, there’s a reason to live. Maybe my beliefs help me to have this vision. I’m spiritualistic, very influenced by the Buddhism. If you are kind to the world, sooner or later it will come back to you. Everything you give, my dear reader, comes back to you! I just can’t be depressive, unhappy, frustrated. Sad, sometimes. But never the kind of person that puts everyone down. At present, I’m listening to music. a beautiful Brazilian song called Dois Rios (Two Rivers), by Skank, my favorite Brazilian band. It’s a love song, one of the most beautiful lyrics I’ve ever seen! If I pay attention at this song, I will cry. Because beauty touches me! Really. And I feel happy because I understand, deeply, what beauty means! Usually when I listen to Brazilian music, I smile and say: “Que lindo!” (“What a beautiful thing!”). I honestly think I don’t have the right to be in a bad mood with so many beautiful things in this world, just waiting for my attention! Again: I’m human. To be in a bad mood happens to me, too. But it’s rare. It explains why did all my friends get desperate during my previous relationship. I stopped to smile and feel pleasure.

I can’t be rude to people. I can’t complain, only if I’m too sad or upset. I can’t hate. I can’t think that other human beings are inferior or my enemies just because they look different or have other beliefs. All my things are cute and colorful. I usually only have good and positive things to share. I’m ironic and sarcastic, but if you pay attention at my words, you will see love behind them. I am made of love . And believe me, I’ve always been discriminated because of this! Here in Brazil, this “cheerful country”, where dozens of people are killed a day without a reason. A lot of Brazilian people are not cheerful and lovely, ok?! Forget this stereotype. And, for a strange reason, unhappy people hate happy people. If you don’t think that life is a complete shit, they will try to destroy you! First you will be ridiculed. Then, attacked. If you survive, they will leave you alone. I survived. At college, I met a woman and she gave me a very cute nickname: princesa alegre (cheerful princess) . Her goal was to ridicule me, she hated me. I am really cheerful and so many people call me “princess”, since I was a baby, that I’m starting to believe that there must be some royal blood in my veins. Maybe mom had an affair with prince Charles and didn’t want to tell me. She was probably drunk, but it doesn’t matter. Maybe I have a place in the British Royalty and I’m here in Brazil, my dear readers, working to survive! This is so absolutely unfair! … (Wait! I’ll wipe my tears …) But, yes, “princess”, in this case, means spoiled, alienated, stupid. Daddy called me princess too! But he was my king, so, that’s ok!^^

Spoiled I am. By everybody. Or almost. Some people don’t want to cooperate, it’s terrible … I don’t know if I have an explanation. But should I refuse to be spoiled? If people like to be kind to me, they have a reason: I’m kind to them. Maybe I’m cute, too, and it helps me. So what?! I really like to be spoiled! By the way, spoil me too, my dear readers! You will be rewarded . Should I feel sad because people are good to me?! Should I call them names? It doesn’t happen to everybody, but it’s not my fault. Some people are rude to others and want love in return! Some people don’t want to be loved or cuddled. I want. I’m not stupid! And I honestly believe that if there were more loving people in this world, life would be much better! And, hey! Not even Mrs. Princess here escape to be treated like rubbish sometimes, ok?!

Alienated. I’ll skip this one. I don’t need to hate everybody to have a critical vision of society.

Stupid. LOL

My universe is made of pretty things  . You can see it by this blog. And I’ve not even started to share my universe with you here! Maybe I felt intimidated somehow. When people try to convince you that you’re wrong because you’re happy, you need to struggle to keep your principles. At college, I realized that cuteness can be rebellion too. When I noticed that my way to be was irritating to unhappy people, I confess I became cuter. My homework was cute, full of drawings and stickers, ask my Italian teacher! Ask my classmates. Some people reacted bad. But many people smiled. Cuteness can be futileness. Yes, I agree. When I see some Hello Kitty fans, I think about to move to Mars. But, at least, they are loving. Hello Kitty is cute, face it! And if someone loves you, babe, you will smile when you see her! I am not exactly a Hello Kitty fan (well, I know, I have no alibis, my home is a Hello Kitty fortress, but hey! I don’t spend all my money on it!). But I love her. And sometimes I need to hear some “funny” comment about it. By strangers who think they are so nice because they’re bitter. And I have an excellent answer. Or question: “Do I pay my Hello Kitty items with your money?” Money means a lot to bitter adults! Cuteness means love too. Beauty. I like it!

I’m not childish because my way to express myself is cute and loving. I don’t need to offend your mother, my dear reader, if I disagree with you (here in Brazil, mothers are the main victims of offenses!). I don’t need to be rude. I am sweet. I can’t help it! I am educated, I hardly say bad words. Once I had an affair with a guy and he used to piss me off dozens of times a day because I didn’t say bad words. Which is unfair, because I called him a thousand names in my mind … I don’t need to be gross, arrogant, rude. This year was particularly difficult to me because I had to face the most terrible people I’ve ever met. And all of them wanted to punish me because I’m happy, cute and sweet. I am considered “weak” by some “progressive” people, for instance, because I don’t need to kill who have different opinions. I think that other human beings are not my enemies. They can be unbearable, of course, but I just need to stay away from them. And be loving with the ones who are open to this!

Could you understand me? It’s complicated to talk about my own emotions. On 2013 I had to be very strong to keep my principles. I made nice friends, got in touch with lovely people (special thanks to my brother and close friends, to Harri, Jarmo, Dennis, Michael, Felippe, André, Ashley, Anna-Maria, Matti and all the great people I had the luck to meet this year!), but I also experienced a real hell in my life. I met very unhappy people. Rude, frustrated. And, for a strange reason, they believe that they are the owners of the revolution. Well, if we see revolution as destruction, yes, they are right. Only hate, unhappiness and frustration can destroy. But I believe in a real revolution. Made by love. Dear reader, you are alive. You can read. You have a whole world at your disposal. I’ve always written this on my blog! Life is precious, it’s a blessing! Listen to good music, enjoy a good company, hug your family and friends, say to them that you care! Smile when you see cute things or people! Be kind! Stop complaining, start thanking! Stop hating, nothing will change because you hate! But love can transform everything! I want to start a revolution, actually, I’ve already started it. Being who I am against all odds. Once, an ex-boyfriend said to me: “It’s impressive that you can still smile, despite what you lived!” Yes, I can. Because life is bigger than pain. Because sunny days are beautiful. Because estrogonofe de legumes is good. Because (some) men are hot. Because kids are cute. Because music is amazing and Hello Kitty is lovely and Luna is a bright light shining upon the darkness!

For the complete desperation of my “enemies”, I’m still happy. Still cute. Still sweet. Still a princess. A Disney princess. The gates of my pink castle are open to the ones who have love in their hearts, so, welcome, if it’s your case! I promise to be unbearably cute from now on! This is my way to protest. I’m tired of a world made of rude, evil and boring people! I’m starting a revolution, comrades! Don’t be a pain in the ass, be loving! Don’t ask people to avoid you, be kind! Shut the f*** up about how unhappy you are and look around you! Stop discriminating happy people because they will rule the world! And you will be slaves obligated to make Hello Kitty dolls all day long, listening to cheerful camp songs!

DO A FAVOR TO HUMANITY: LIVE AND LOVE!!!!

That’s all for today. I will be back. Stay tuned. And be happy!

Luna Wotansson, Princess and blogger.

Lenny Kravitz, this masterpiece of Mother Nature, said in a song, everything I want to say for the rest of my life. Enjoy!

And here the lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/lennykravitz/live.html