Gifts of fine coffee spoons!
In the days of jealous-raging animals?
But, on several ocassional incidents;
of a high-powered intention.
In the future. . .
perhaps.
In the future:
something like candy.
Something not like candy,
but more like
a competition.
A competition between empathy,
and for the defeated enemy.
A life-saver of the thought objective.
That looks of common-sense,
a convenience has in its own rewards.
Something like a tourist,
on a permanent field-trip.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
Heavy hearted
In such times of distraction;
the few minutes left are?
Probably, from a further distance!
The, greatest gift of all came from memory:
of my childhood rearing mother and father.
My childhood sibling, my sister.
The safety of how loving a life.
the few minutes left are?
Probably, from a further distance!
The, greatest gift of all came from memory:
of my childhood rearing mother and father.
My childhood sibling, my sister.
The safety of how loving a life.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Head-Butt
I was asked;
"My boyfriend says he doesn't
trust people, more specifically,
actors with no real common
sense perception."
To which I replied then, "You
must think you have a pretty
smart boyfriend."
To which begged the question:
is her boyfriend not an outlaw?
Boy, did I have a good laugh!
Free-loading where the cookie jar
is hidden, kept from
view.
To which the truth, is
only a common sense,
advantage.
The trade of artistic moments,
those of scissors and a Chinese lantern.
That a lesson of disbelief.
All in the direction of desire.
"My boyfriend says he doesn't
trust people, more specifically,
actors with no real common
sense perception."
To which I replied then, "You
must think you have a pretty
smart boyfriend."
To which begged the question:
is her boyfriend not an outlaw?
Boy, did I have a good laugh!
Free-loading where the cookie jar
is hidden, kept from
view.
To which the truth, is
only a common sense,
advantage.
The trade of artistic moments,
those of scissors and a Chinese lantern.
That a lesson of disbelief.
All in the direction of desire.
Northern Rose
To the southernmost exterior,
the interior of its land. . .
there is a colony.
Something majestic?
In the experiment,
the conclusions were:
filled with mistakes and regrets.
In the context of a bully;
research has shown the nature of god.
Though, not thought of in place of ruins!
In time, the trust for such high standards,
the shoes became too big.
Like old mother hubbard.
Therefore, everything in the response came only
with a ripe piece of fresh watermelon.
So that everyone would pass it around to enjoy.
The ship has set sail,
and the victory already won
that it did not matter if thier was a winner.
Only losers.
The losers mattered most of all.
The tests have given the results,
that seeds from the juicy watermelon float if compared
to soil in water.
The seeds are spit out, not swallowed.
Such enormous shoes to wear without any reason not to.
Why, swallow a world of seedless tasty watermelon without.
Roses and bear claws.
the interior of its land. . .
there is a colony.
Something majestic?
In the experiment,
the conclusions were:
filled with mistakes and regrets.
In the context of a bully;
research has shown the nature of god.
Though, not thought of in place of ruins!
In time, the trust for such high standards,
the shoes became too big.
Like old mother hubbard.
Therefore, everything in the response came only
with a ripe piece of fresh watermelon.
So that everyone would pass it around to enjoy.
The ship has set sail,
and the victory already won
that it did not matter if thier was a winner.
Only losers.
The losers mattered most of all.
The tests have given the results,
that seeds from the juicy watermelon float if compared
to soil in water.
The seeds are spit out, not swallowed.
Such enormous shoes to wear without any reason not to.
Why, swallow a world of seedless tasty watermelon without.
Roses and bear claws.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
A bushel of assets
There is something about spontaneity;
that I know.
That I know?
That I, know!
How such a cause:
makes me smile.
All of it. . .
for the misery of happiness,
that mystery of purpose.
that I know.
That I know?
That I, know!
How such a cause:
makes me smile.
All of it. . .
for the misery of happiness,
that mystery of purpose.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Where Pride Counts
Why the Potuguese could not find how to beat the royal blue of France in Germany? I guess the streak will continue, due to the penalty kick awarded. The reward for this match was a trip to the World Cup Final against Italy is not meant to be! However, the french were not going to score another goal in the game, if Portugal would have tied it. No one will ever know, unless a crazy man on his parachute, should he have glided down into the stadium unannounced might have saved the day for Portugal before France was given a penalty kick.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Lunar Landings
A vague recollection from memory,
that costed how much in time. . .
of a quiet faint sound.
I have formed;
a trusted organizational indifference.
Where there is:
love?
There is controversy!
Where there is,
interference,
there is,
tolerance.
For all I have wanted,
I may have lost of it.
And, quite the contradiction of affairs,
between the face of challenge.
I swing in from the ceiling of broken dreams.
Only to help in seeing.
It has disappeared,
into a categorical error in judgment.
From an emotional surface of breaking ground,
the barriers of resistance.
The execution.
that costed how much in time. . .
of a quiet faint sound.
I have formed;
a trusted organizational indifference.
Where there is:
love?
There is controversy!
Where there is,
interference,
there is,
tolerance.
For all I have wanted,
I may have lost of it.
And, quite the contradiction of affairs,
between the face of challenge.
I swing in from the ceiling of broken dreams.
Only to help in seeing.
It has disappeared,
into a categorical error in judgment.
From an emotional surface of breaking ground,
the barriers of resistance.
The execution.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Feared of response
Thank god for; cherries!?
The, that king:
has reduced the price of grapes.
That foolish pride.
Much like. . .
THE LOUDER VOICE.
That noise of expectant mother's,
with the idea of pregnant thoughts.
The most feared of reactions,
or not.
In such purpose I proposed,
a candle lit on in the distance.
For such pleasure of preparing and method in
my journey home.
Some find in ecstasy.
Where nothing remains casual upon my interest of choice.
I have invented a rythym.
Not as haunting as my own.
A game of pick-up-sticks.
Reached nirvana.
And in death as do I honor, the.
The sweet tasting blueberries,
of that a righteous sense I odor.
The, that king:
has reduced the price of grapes.
That foolish pride.
Much like. . .
THE LOUDER VOICE.
That noise of expectant mother's,
with the idea of pregnant thoughts.
The most feared of reactions,
or not.
In such purpose I proposed,
a candle lit on in the distance.
For such pleasure of preparing and method in
my journey home.
Some find in ecstasy.
Where nothing remains casual upon my interest of choice.
I have invented a rythym.
Not as haunting as my own.
A game of pick-up-sticks.
Reached nirvana.
And in death as do I honor, the.
The sweet tasting blueberries,
of that a righteous sense I odor.
The Forgotten One
There come moments that are;
in any man!
That of a man's life?
Whereas fate and consequence meet:
not found beneath his feet.
But rather no longer vulnerable or as. . .
intimidated in facing the elements for surprise.
That he can smell the rain.
That once upon a time,
all meaning was lost.
It disappeared, and generated thoughts
of pure intellect and delight.
When truth not despair, gave me the rejoicing
and saved me from dejection.
The same delight in not having feared the worst is over.
The same kind of a meaningless afterthought,
that only the stars start raining down upon you.
Such vibrant rays of light.
There are many moments in time.
Many of these moments,
that a man is no longer vulnerable.
Many of these moments,
that a man is no longer thought of.
Many of these thoughts,
that a man is no longer intimidated
and face the elements.
And for starters everything that has been revealed,
was only required.
Limited in thought, but shared in great abundance.
in any man!
That of a man's life?
Whereas fate and consequence meet:
not found beneath his feet.
But rather no longer vulnerable or as. . .
intimidated in facing the elements for surprise.
That he can smell the rain.
That once upon a time,
all meaning was lost.
It disappeared, and generated thoughts
of pure intellect and delight.
When truth not despair, gave me the rejoicing
and saved me from dejection.
The same delight in not having feared the worst is over.
The same kind of a meaningless afterthought,
that only the stars start raining down upon you.
Such vibrant rays of light.
There are many moments in time.
Many of these moments,
that a man is no longer vulnerable.
Many of these moments,
that a man is no longer thought of.
Many of these thoughts,
that a man is no longer intimidated
and face the elements.
And for starters everything that has been revealed,
was only required.
Limited in thought, but shared in great abundance.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
The difference
As tears surround an island of watchful people;
the sun has risen this time.
And, the modest occassion of beautiful - creation!
Such a ritual of bones and beards?
That in this difference I may appear:
like a child reborn.
the sun has risen this time.
And, the modest occassion of beautiful - creation!
Such a ritual of bones and beards?
That in this difference I may appear:
like a child reborn.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
My allegory
I've been searching for some answers, to questions that have been weighing on my mind. The fact of the matter, is the questions are a mystery. Something that I have had trouble with in revealing myself, it reminds me of feeling insecure.
After reflecting the truth about why things are the way they are, a few ideas has crossed my purpose of consideration.
Look, I don't mean to sound defensive. The reality of your situation I only based my honest opinion. It in no way characterizes you as an individual or how obnoxious you can come across on this board, when you alienate others with your own opinions. I know I have done that, which is why I said what you might want to consider. All I see you is resisting it, and that is saying a lot.
I guess you interpreted what I feel, with what you thought matters most? In your case I neglect the fact you consider $$money$$ as a motivating factor. I do not. In fact my ambition might compare the same way as yours if you try enough to see where I am coming from!If people that earn more than I do, with or without the qualifications involved, regardless of which 'aa' or person 'bb' is qualified more.That also means, I have the same ambition or lack desire depending on circumstantial criteria. However, the truth is when I make an effort to do the necessary things that does not include material $$things$$ I base my greed on not how much I earn, but the self respect I deserve. Which sadly you might be blinded because of your need to be bigger than those around you.
The answer to this question is straight forward and simple, tamala. No one can blame you for being awesome either. Think about it. What if they paid you for being "awesome". Although I know you intended it as a figure of speech. If you can impede me on that, you'll know what that meant is so much of what people with "above-average" intelligence fail to understand, - you or me - are as defenseless against others (not) to be highly patronized. It doesn't matter what you earn, where you work, or how you earn it. . . "less objective" people do not refer to any one race, individual or person of a group.
Listen, all I said was I neglected the fact that $$money$$ was her motivating factor. Money is motivation, but not for everyone. People that display talent for whatever the job, might not do it for the money at all, but would rather be "the boss". A government job would not appeal to me in that case. In tamara's case, I think she should re-evaluate that part of her life. I have ended friendships based on the limitations people set such as the ones I described above, out of principle, and my own independence.
After reflecting the truth about why things are the way they are, a few ideas has crossed my purpose of consideration.
Look, I don't mean to sound defensive. The reality of your situation I only based my honest opinion. It in no way characterizes you as an individual or how obnoxious you can come across on this board, when you alienate others with your own opinions. I know I have done that, which is why I said what you might want to consider. All I see you is resisting it, and that is saying a lot.
I guess you interpreted what I feel, with what you thought matters most? In your case I neglect the fact you consider $$money$$ as a motivating factor. I do not. In fact my ambition might compare the same way as yours if you try enough to see where I am coming from!If people that earn more than I do, with or without the qualifications involved, regardless of which 'aa' or person 'bb' is qualified more.That also means, I have the same ambition or lack desire depending on circumstantial criteria. However, the truth is when I make an effort to do the necessary things that does not include material $$things$$ I base my greed on not how much I earn, but the self respect I deserve. Which sadly you might be blinded because of your need to be bigger than those around you.
The answer to this question is straight forward and simple, tamala. No one can blame you for being awesome either. Think about it. What if they paid you for being "awesome". Although I know you intended it as a figure of speech. If you can impede me on that, you'll know what that meant is so much of what people with "above-average" intelligence fail to understand, - you or me - are as defenseless against others (not) to be highly patronized. It doesn't matter what you earn, where you work, or how you earn it. . . "less objective" people do not refer to any one race, individual or person of a group.
Listen, all I said was I neglected the fact that $$money$$ was her motivating factor. Money is motivation, but not for everyone. People that display talent for whatever the job, might not do it for the money at all, but would rather be "the boss". A government job would not appeal to me in that case. In tamara's case, I think she should re-evaluate that part of her life. I have ended friendships based on the limitations people set such as the ones I described above, out of principle, and my own independence.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Dinosaur Eggs
There was a time that hatched;
and inside the shell were fossil remains.
The bones were constructed,
and formed a shape?
That revealed a great many things!
Everything was beautiful beneath the surface of the egg:
and its edification.
A perfect world that I imagined. . .
safe.
My mosiac of thought.
Awoke, from a dream that I was sleeping with giants.
and inside the shell were fossil remains.
The bones were constructed,
and formed a shape?
That revealed a great many things!
Everything was beautiful beneath the surface of the egg:
and its edification.
A perfect world that I imagined. . .
safe.
My mosiac of thought.
Awoke, from a dream that I was sleeping with giants.
Sleeping with giants
I have a few minutes to express what I need to express. My job at Safeway is pretty good. I feel like I want more in life, and I need time to relax. Just be with myself for a while. The decisions I've made, have helped me become what I have become. It is that self-doubt that creeps in, sometimes - that I need to refocus myself. When I experience the kind thoughts of which some are negative, I must concentrate on why, and eliminate what causes me experiencing them. I feel that I need to slow down if I am overwhelmed with things. I often panic with anxiety, if I lose my concentration. I think helping my parents has been positive for me. I still live at home, and I need to continue growing.
Lately, I've had thoughts of resentment. I think about not being with my grandparents for over 28 years of my life, that I could have people that really matter closer to me. It makes me feel defenseless, if I consider was only created in my mind. Therefore, I make mistakes based on thoughts I believe might not be true.
I find myself being idealistic about life, like operating my own Starbucks in Porto, or working as a television commentator about sports. The reality is I must try my best to face the things I can do at this time in my life. Realistically speaking, those would not be the right tings for me to do right now!
Knowing I am finished university, I can look forward to bigger and better things.
Lately, I've had thoughts of resentment. I think about not being with my grandparents for over 28 years of my life, that I could have people that really matter closer to me. It makes me feel defenseless, if I consider was only created in my mind. Therefore, I make mistakes based on thoughts I believe might not be true.
I find myself being idealistic about life, like operating my own Starbucks in Porto, or working as a television commentator about sports. The reality is I must try my best to face the things I can do at this time in my life. Realistically speaking, those would not be the right tings for me to do right now!
Knowing I am finished university, I can look forward to bigger and better things.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
My Mosiac
After seeing Portugal win in Germany, there was a celebration. I went to Sargent Ave., where I saw a lot of Portuguese people happy with the final outcome of the game.
I had a good week at work. I can only remind myself, how I can look forward to be a great individual.
I had a good week at work. I can only remind myself, how I can look forward to be a great individual.
Bagged Potato
I try my best;
I make myself an asset.
As tired as I am. . .
but the shoe?
I was asked where are my shoes!
I did not hear them drop:
when I hit the floor.
I make myself an asset.
As tired as I am. . .
but the shoe?
I was asked where are my shoes!
I did not hear them drop:
when I hit the floor.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
I like to be narrated
There is a sense of not being depressed, that I prefer to enjoy. . . being at peace. My spirit is very concealed, maybe, candid due to my depression.
The times have changed in respect to my feelings of a self regard?
Now that I work, a recent university graduate, I must remember what that achivement means to me. I need this opportunity to examine - as briefly as I can - what the challenge I put myself up to is.
Finding a job where I can further define my independence as an individual, helps renew my credibility and characteristics as a person. It helps to build my confidence, dignity, and increased the level of accomplishment.
Perhaps, this follows how Dr. Gordon meant when he told me I'd feel better about myself. Getting a job was a good step toward freeing myself from my depression. Now, I have a vision that can work for me. One of the bigger things I decided to stop doing, was when I left acting classes with Onalee. I still feel that decision was best, due to the money I would have to spend I rather save for myself. I lost my faith in Onalee. But Dr. Gordon is convinced it is my lack of determintion and consideration for myself that I'm elluding from myself, that is the reason why I stopped pursuing acting.
My reasonable conscious self, as I can only relate to Dr. Gordon's assesment that my sense of purpose was grounded as a result of quitting.
However, I still must continue no matter the consequence. My opinions are not to be validated, I trust my judgment and not anyone else has better advice to offer.
Dr. Gordon asking me to leave his practice untill I decide what I want to achieve, was a case of reality. I need to make sense of the world around me, and I needed to simplify exactly where I stood in order to rectify any potential amount of freedom I possess.
To be honest, the control factor in my behavior on and off of this keyboard spins me around in circles. I hate it, how the memory of me that I must come face to face with is almost confusing to sort everything out, seems unfair. I block those things out I suppose! I really suffer from the explanation part of it, which is the reason I write it out.
I have always had felt neglected, if I couldn't properly express what I felt I have to offer. This seems like non-sense a lot of the time. Dr. Gordon taught me that these types of inhibitions are called "negative thoughts", that give a false interpretation to the external world that sees my behavior.
Tomorrow, I work again. I've thought about the objectives associated with selling merchandise and what affect sales impact my job. I moved into an environment, where I can move ahead and realize all I have done.
My dad wants to sell the family business, and I need to move out of the house (sooner rather than later) although I seek to be happy, I wonder if ruling out moving to Portugal as an option?
The times have changed in respect to my feelings of a self regard?
Now that I work, a recent university graduate, I must remember what that achivement means to me. I need this opportunity to examine - as briefly as I can - what the challenge I put myself up to is.
Finding a job where I can further define my independence as an individual, helps renew my credibility and characteristics as a person. It helps to build my confidence, dignity, and increased the level of accomplishment.
Perhaps, this follows how Dr. Gordon meant when he told me I'd feel better about myself. Getting a job was a good step toward freeing myself from my depression. Now, I have a vision that can work for me. One of the bigger things I decided to stop doing, was when I left acting classes with Onalee. I still feel that decision was best, due to the money I would have to spend I rather save for myself. I lost my faith in Onalee. But Dr. Gordon is convinced it is my lack of determintion and consideration for myself that I'm elluding from myself, that is the reason why I stopped pursuing acting.
My reasonable conscious self, as I can only relate to Dr. Gordon's assesment that my sense of purpose was grounded as a result of quitting.
However, I still must continue no matter the consequence. My opinions are not to be validated, I trust my judgment and not anyone else has better advice to offer.
Dr. Gordon asking me to leave his practice untill I decide what I want to achieve, was a case of reality. I need to make sense of the world around me, and I needed to simplify exactly where I stood in order to rectify any potential amount of freedom I possess.
To be honest, the control factor in my behavior on and off of this keyboard spins me around in circles. I hate it, how the memory of me that I must come face to face with is almost confusing to sort everything out, seems unfair. I block those things out I suppose! I really suffer from the explanation part of it, which is the reason I write it out.
I have always had felt neglected, if I couldn't properly express what I felt I have to offer. This seems like non-sense a lot of the time. Dr. Gordon taught me that these types of inhibitions are called "negative thoughts", that give a false interpretation to the external world that sees my behavior.
Tomorrow, I work again. I've thought about the objectives associated with selling merchandise and what affect sales impact my job. I moved into an environment, where I can move ahead and realize all I have done.
My dad wants to sell the family business, and I need to move out of the house (sooner rather than later) although I seek to be happy, I wonder if ruling out moving to Portugal as an option?
Time and effort
I have a lot to express about myself on an empty stomach. Thinking on such a metaphor for the hunger I feel, but without the capacity to reason why.
A great deal has crossed my mind, with regard to my present situation, and dealing with my thoughts I find, I have been scrambling to make sense of?
I guess I should start with my day as it began yesterday, since starting Safeway - my new job - I've had excruciating headaches. It was a stress induced type, where the back of my head formed a small, bulged, pulsating target from where my headaches were.
I have been trying my best to recover, and now the headaches have gone. My concern: was with my headaches and why they related to stress.
I suppose I need to relax.
A great deal has crossed my mind, with regard to my present situation, and dealing with my thoughts I find, I have been scrambling to make sense of?
I guess I should start with my day as it began yesterday, since starting Safeway - my new job - I've had excruciating headaches. It was a stress induced type, where the back of my head formed a small, bulged, pulsating target from where my headaches were.
I have been trying my best to recover, and now the headaches have gone. My concern: was with my headaches and why they related to stress.
I suppose I need to relax.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Live From Berlin
It was a latenight on New Year's Eve;
after leaving the tab for the other passenger to pay
the cab fair.
Thanks for the ride home!
I am obliged to feel this. . .
trusted of.
The night began as it ended:
a negligent few of us
pretended that it wasn't.
That it might be something worth the remaining
time we had left to midnite.
It is said to be true?
Negative thoughts impact your thinking of unlimited potential.
Somehow the identity is a caused reality.
The type of common sense that detected another person's
ignorance or condescending influence I didn't like.
A system of rewards,
where intentions are real,
false inhibitions,
reverse psychology.
All for not.
Like the social class,
apathy hits its target.
My vulnerability would be labelled "too fragile" to touch.
But tough as I am,
I swat the flies from view
and SQUASH.
The mosquito.
after leaving the tab for the other passenger to pay
the cab fair.
Thanks for the ride home!
I am obliged to feel this. . .
trusted of.
The night began as it ended:
a negligent few of us
pretended that it wasn't.
That it might be something worth the remaining
time we had left to midnite.
It is said to be true?
Negative thoughts impact your thinking of unlimited potential.
Somehow the identity is a caused reality.
The type of common sense that detected another person's
ignorance or condescending influence I didn't like.
A system of rewards,
where intentions are real,
false inhibitions,
reverse psychology.
All for not.
Like the social class,
apathy hits its target.
My vulnerability would be labelled "too fragile" to touch.
But tough as I am,
I swat the flies from view
and SQUASH.
The mosquito.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Oil Wells
When I sensed the loss of a purpose;
my mind grows weaker.
It retracts from the intensity of a passion!
A renewal of my greater misfortune?
A promise from myself:
that the chains I broke were there only as I imagined.
It was not the chains holding me back,
the tracks of footprints.
Soil beneath.
It is not the material I search for.
It is in every moment.
The changes that I mistake for chance.
This I thought of a common sense in history.
I have not lost my common sense for script writing,
or my common sense for such knowledge in my activities
of performing logic.
my mind grows weaker.
It retracts from the intensity of a passion!
A renewal of my greater misfortune?
A promise from myself:
that the chains I broke were there only as I imagined.
It was not the chains holding me back,
the tracks of footprints.
Soil beneath.
It is not the material I search for.
It is in every moment.
The changes that I mistake for chance.
This I thought of a common sense in history.
I have not lost my common sense for script writing,
or my common sense for such knowledge in my activities
of performing logic.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Perfected Common Sense
I have taken this reading from the pages of Jose Saramago's latest novels, "The Double". The story features a man, Tertuliano Maximo Afonso who pursues his double Antonio Claro (a.k.a. Daniel Santa Clara / actor) . Tertuliano is a history teacher, working on a project of how to study history from back to front as opposed to conventional methods of why history is taught traditional beginning to end. In Tertuliano's life: he is pursuing his double during the same time. Antonio Claro, is a man that inspires Tertuliano to research movies. This plotted through the narration of these events in metaphor, describe exactly what Tertuliano has been struggling with history. Tertuliano believes that history is a skewed model of the reality we have been caused to live with, regardless of our misconceptions of not questioning why things are the way they are. Part of Tertuliano's search for truth, involves writing Antonio Claro for contact information so that they can speak to each other face to face. The fact Tertuliano embarks on a conscious expidition, somehow relates with a kind of espionage, and ultimately crossing the border between myth and reality. It is a kind of fantasy with a phantom that plays out in Tertuliano's mind? The answer is in Tertuliano's examined approach of his double, that revealed the identity through a historical investigation using the imagination to perform it. An example of Tertuliano's techniques, is when he sits outside from the location where Antonio Claro lives. Sitting outside of the building reflects Tertuliano's inner-conflict, and the building represents Tertuliano's external self.
If asked which of the two, in his opinion, at the point we have now reached, was in charge of the game, he would feel inclined to reply, I am, although he was equally sure that the other man would think he had reason enough to give exactly the same answer if asked the same question. It did not worry him that the phone chosen for the meeting was so far from the city, it did not trouble him that Antonio Claro was intending to go armed, even though he was convinced that, contrary to his assurances, the pistol, because it would in all probability be a pistol, would be loaded. In a way that he himself realized to be totally lacking in logic, rationality, and common sense, he believed that the false beard he would wear would protect him while he was wearing it, basing this absurd belief on the firm idea that he would not take it off when they first met, only later on, when the absolute identity of hands, eyes, eyebrows, forehead, ears, nose, hair, had been agreed to the satisfaction of both.
What I bolded above^ illustrated the important feature of disguising himself, that Tertuliano plays a role in logic, rationality and common sense as the attributes associated with the mask he created.
If asked which of the two, in his opinion, at the point we have now reached, was in charge of the game, he would feel inclined to reply, I am, although he was equally sure that the other man would think he had reason enough to give exactly the same answer if asked the same question. It did not worry him that the phone chosen for the meeting was so far from the city, it did not trouble him that Antonio Claro was intending to go armed, even though he was convinced that, contrary to his assurances, the pistol, because it would in all probability be a pistol, would be loaded. In a way that he himself realized to be totally lacking in logic, rationality, and common sense, he believed that the false beard he would wear would protect him while he was wearing it, basing this absurd belief on the firm idea that he would not take it off when they first met, only later on, when the absolute identity of hands, eyes, eyebrows, forehead, ears, nose, hair, had been agreed to the satisfaction of both.
What I bolded above^ illustrated the important feature of disguising himself, that Tertuliano plays a role in logic, rationality and common sense as the attributes associated with the mask he created.
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