“Não somos mais o país dos desdentados” disse o Dr. Isaac Melo em entrevista, confira

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11 de maio de 2016

O Dr. Isaac de Melo, atualmente atua como especialista em ortodontia na Rede Central do Dente Juazeiro e Petrolina, graduado em odontologia pela Universidade Tiradentes, Especialista pelo Famosp/ABO e atualização pela universidade de Nevada nos EUA. Tem postura dinâmica e empreendedora , líder efetivo e criativo, busca sempre grandes desafios, tendo sua formação multidisciplinar voltada para área humanitária.

Em entrevista para o Portal Preto no Branco, ele fala sobre diversos temas ligados à saúde bucal, acesso aos dentistas, perda dentária, entre outros.

Confira esse bate-papo:

Entrevista- Por Sibelle Fonseca

PretoNoBranco: O que precisamos para ter uma boa saúde bucal?

Dr. Isaac Melo: A escovação diária é de extrema importância, pois é considerada a melhor forma de prevenção de doenças como cáries, gengivite, periodontite e outros problemas na boca, além de ajudar a prevenir o mau-hálito (halitose). Fazer a higiene bucal é importante em todas as idades. Também não podemos esquecer de usar o fio dental. Fazer uma dieta balanceada e visitar o seu dentista de 6 em 6 meses também garante uma boa higiene oral.

PNB: Segundo dados de 1998 do Instituto Brasileiro de Geografia e Estatística (IBGE), mais de 27,9 milhões de brasileiros nunca foram ao dentista. A que se deve esse baixo índice?

I.M: O acesso ao dentista ainda é um tabu a ser quebrado, milhões de brasileiros não vão ao dentista muitas vezes por falta de informação. Em 2003 foi criado o Programa Federal Brasil Sorridente que elevou bastante o número de brasileiros com acesso aos ambulatórios, mas ainda estamos muito longe do ideal.

PNB: Por muito tempo o Brasil foi considerado o país dos desdentados, isso ainda é uma realidade?

I.M: Não somos mais o país dos desdentados, hoje com o Brasil Sorridente que tem uma política voltada para saúde bucal em geral, não só para extração dentária como antigamente, mas para a recuperação total da saúde oral através dos Postos de Unidade Básica de Saúde e do Centro de Especialidades Odontológicas CEO, que estão espalhadas pelos municípios brasileiros.

PNB: A perda dentária precoce é também um problema considerável. Cerca de 45% dos adolescentes na faixa dos 18 anos já não possuem todos os dentes na boca. A o que você atribui isso?

I.M: A perda dentária hoje em dia é causada principalmente pela desinformação, já que a odontologia evoluiu a tal ponto que hoje temos todo o aparato tecnológico tanto na rede pública como na privada para salvar aquele dente que “não serve mais”. Muitas vezes o paciente não quer se submeter a tratamentos mais demorados e prefere a extração por ser mais fácil e rápido, não avaliando os futuros prejuízos.

PNB: O acesso ao profissional odontólogo era mais restrito a pessoas das classes mais altas. E hoje, a população mais carente tem acesso a esse serviço?

I.M: O serviço odontológico hoje atinge todas as camadas sociais, já que o governo possui um programa de atenção à saúde bucal. A chegada de planos odontológicos também popularizou o atendimento que era restrito aos mais ricos. Hoje temos uma odontologia que cabe no bolso de todos os brasileiros.

PNB: Quais os cuidados que a mulher grávida deve ter na gestação? E com o recém nascido?

I.M: As grávidas devem fazer visitas ao dentista em um espaço de 3 em 3 meses após a descoberta da gestação e fazer a parte preventiva e curativa para evitar a evolução de infecções bucais, já que na gravidez há maior facilidade de adquirir cáries e gengivites. Quanto aos recém nascidos, as mães devem fazer a limpeza da gengiva do bebe com uma fralda umedecida em água filtrada logo após a amamentação.

PNB: Quando deve ser a primeira ida ao dentista? Os “dentes de leite” podem ser extraídos em casa?

I.M: A primeira visita ao dentista deve ser feita assim que saírem os primeiros dentes de leite, assim o profissional vai fazer toda orientação adequada de higienização para os pais e fazer possíveis intervenções.
Os dentes de leite podem ser extraídos em casa sim, tendo em vista que o mesmo já esteja em um grau bem amolecido para que não cause nenhum dano à criança.

PNB: O medo do dentista é uma dificuldade de muitas pessoas. Qual a origem deste medo e o que pacientes e dentistas devem fazer para superá-lo?

I.M: O medo geralmente vem de algum trauma ligado à infância ou alguma experiência de dor forte ou desconforto. Para que essa memória seja evitada, o profissional e o paciente devem estabelecer uma relação de confiança. Conversar com o paciente é de extrema importância no momento de estabelecer o vinculo de confiança, deixando sempre claro o procedimento que será adotado.

PNB: O “motorzinho” angustia muito. Apavora até. A tecnologia não avançou ainda para meios mais modernos?

I.M: A odontologia hoje conta com grandes avanços para quebrar esse medo que ainda existe de dentista, o que dificulta é o alto valor dos materiais que fazem menos barulho e que o paciente sinta menos dor. Ainda não existe um incentivo fiscal para essa área, o que acaba dificultando a chegada de novas tecnologias. Aqui na região a Central do Dente conta com um aparelho inovador em anestesia sem dor que é único na região norte, é a tecnologia a serviço dos pacientes para minimizar os traumas.

PNB: Como dever ser feita a escovação? Os cremes dentais comuns, comprados em supermercados, são eficazes?

I.M: Os cremes dentais que são oferecidos no mercado são eficaz sim, o que devemos atentar é a indicação de cada um deles. A escovação para ser bem feita deve durar no mínimo 2 minutos e deve ser feita com leveza e atenção, com movimentos de vai e vem sem velocidade para não machucar a gengiva. Após a escovação dos dentes é preciso escovar a língua e fazer o uso do fio dental.

PNB: Que avaliação você faz do serviço público de odontologia oferecido em Juazeiro e Petrolina?

I.M: O setor público ainda passa por grandes desafios, mas contamos com um quadro de profissionais qualificados e capacitados atendendo na rede pública de saúde, as falhas são na questão da gestão, na distribuição de materiais para atendimento e ajustes de demandas, que acaba prejudicando o atendimento da população. Os governos ainda não têm metas definidas de curto, médio e longo prazo para melhorar a saúde bucal na nossa região.

PNB: E no setor privado? O serviço tem acompanhado a evolução da tecnologia? Os profissionais estão atualizados?

I.M: No setor privado a tecnologia agregada à capacitação, vem colocando em destaque os municípios de Juazeiro e Petrolina, visto que é o polo que mais cresce em odontologia na região Norte. Temos hoje 4 escolas de formação de cursos de pós graduação e cursos rápidos que colocam nossos profissionais em constante atualização e renovação da suas práticas.

Dr.Isaac Melo
CRO 11489

A música está no DNA de Juazeiro da Bahia

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10 de maio de 2016

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A música está no DNA de Juazeiro da Bahia. Fato! Em cada canto um violão. Um cantar. Uma bossa e muitos ritmos. Talentos que se multiplicam.

Lupeu Lacerda, o poeta artesão, tece o Livro Enfermaria 5

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Em 80 páginas, o livro Enfermaria 5 traz um grito de dor e de amor. Nas palavras do poeta e autor Lupeu Lacerda, a obra “É a história de um coração e de um corpo/casa onde esse coração habita. A asa se deteriora, o coração não. É a história de qualquer homem/mulher e de qualquer amor. Mas não de um amor qualquer, e nunca de uma mulher/homem qualquer. É a história dos que fervem. E se transformam: uns vão para o céu, outros para o bar e ainda outros que simplesmente viram fumaça.“.

A poesia de Lupeu não se encontra apenas nos versos que o Enfermaria 5 traz, mas também na forma em que o livro foi feito: manualmente, de um por um. A capa, mais grossa, foi feita de papelão. “Enfermaria 5 é um poema beat de vida. Por isso mesmo inconsequente em suas consequências e perdido/achado entre os tantos caminhos/cruzamentos. Falando sério? Enfermaria 5 é só uma canção, dessas que se canta sozinho, tomando a enésima taça de vinho, fumando um cigarro e esperando um trem que não existe mais. Enfermaria 5 é um livro poema.” escreveu Lupeu, descrevendo poeticamente o seu livro.

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O livro, resultado de uma parceria do autor com o CLAE – Círculo Literário Analítico Experimental, tem 80 páginas de poema e prosa, conta a história de um coração, ou de vários dentro de um só e foi escrito como uma homenagem a mãe do escritor ” ou nem bem homenagem: uma catarse talvez. Junta fragmentos de memória, mistura ficção, amor & impotência contra a morte e liquidifica tudo. É um poema de dor e de enlevo. De narrativa experimental e emoção a flor da pele. Não é um livro para ser “lido”, é muito mais para ser sentido: como se fosse um café amargo, uma taça de conhaque quente, um cigarro depois do café. Dizem que livros servem para “livrar”, não sei se enfermaria 5 tem esse papel. Talvez ele tenha como objetivo “prender”, ou aprender com quem o lê. Ou não…”

Para comprar o livro, basta entrar em contato com o autor através do Facebook.

Por: Yonara Santos
Colaboração Ananda Fonseca
Fotos: Lupeu Lacerda

Valentines approaching near: Love in Air

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21 de abril de 2016

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Hello, my name is Ewala. I come from the planet Alawe, in the galaxy Ewala, in the universe Alawe.

But the point is I tried. If you think you need to go to the bakery, please do so now, because I do not want to be interrupted while I tell you my story. …but anyway, I have been thinking about my happiness lately and have come to the conclusion that I am happy. This is annoying. If you saw a chicken as happy as me, I’ll replace it, and give you a full refund… no questions asked!
But that’s not the point. The point is I am battery operated.
Well, actually I am not.

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

“The point is everyone should have my game and timetable! screamed someone who I subsequently smacked across the face and decapitated before sending him home in a cardboard box.
Before I introduce myself, let me share with you a story. A story about me, and how great I am. But first, I think it would be appropriate to introduce myself. I am going to do this soon.

So, it all started, in a smelly house, north of Wellington, south of Arizona and east of where you are sitting right now. It was a dark night, with no birds nor chickens, and it was raining a silent rain. There were too many stars to count, and not enough clouds to cover them. I like chickens. But anyway, what was I doing in this smelly house?

“I was laughing at the boxes of dog food with you, remember!?” said Stevens grandma, but she was wrong. What was I doing? That’s right, I was writing this story. Now back to the story.
I needed to find something, so looked for it, and the most amazing thing happened!
I FOUND IT!!!
Guess what it was??? it was a piece of crispy bacon, which I dropped last Christmas. I thought the dog ate it, but I guess it didnt. There were many things over there where I always looked for things, but I didn’t like them, so I don’t know why I was always looking for them. But this thing I did like. And this thing, it liked me right back in the face.
But I don’t like things that like me. They smell funny. So I made it friends with it, seduced it, then strangled it in the night and ate it’s flesh. The bacon wasn’t happy with this, and laughed itself to sleep. But then in the plane, he needed to go pee, so I laughed myself to sleep as he pissed himself to wake. He was definitely awake when the plane started to fall. He was definitely going to fall with the plane, and he was definitely going to get lost again. And lost he did get. Lost in the eternal sea of human sadness, lyrically beautiful without the physical countenance to outweigh it’s inherent irony.
And that was where he found himself, lost in an abysmal abyss… That was where he found himself.
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world’s fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly

resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn’t even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.
He was taken to new levels of excitement, when he found himself. Oh what a day…. Oh …what a day. But this was to be expected, because he was not just random. He was ranDom with a capital D. But anyway, who cares about the bacon, this story is about me.
Me and my eternal instructions of destruction from underneath. Me and my inherent understanding of the ways of the universe.

Me and my happiness.
Me and my sadness.
Me, and my bacon.

Once upon a time in the land of Fliggimites lived a happy little thing by the name of Joseph. Joseph once decided to go on an adventure and go atop the great mountain of Floosh to annoy the red dragon. And so he left, with his pal, Gandaarghlee the wizard, to Mount Floosh. Along the way he stole the golden toe ring of a guy named Walmart, and met many trolls and elves and dwarves and other odd mutated humanoid creatures, including this one guy made out of bologna that we didn’t like very much, so we laughed at him and he was sad.
So we finally reached the mountan of Floosh and hiked up to the top. Then the red dragon appeared and tossed us in the firy lava pit on the top, which hurt a lot, but by some chance we won the battle and were very happy, and then we hiked back home, but Walmart trapped us and ate us.

Not a Real Lover of the Pets

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21 de abril de 2016

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Hello, my name is Ewala. I come from the planet Alawe, in the galaxy Ewala, in the universe Alawe.

But the point is I tried. If you think you need to go to the bakery, please do so now, because I do not want to be interrupted while I tell you my story. …but anyway, I have been thinking about my happiness lately and have come to the conclusion that I am happy. This is annoying. If you saw a chicken as happy as me, I’ll replace it, and give you a full refund… no questions asked!
But that’s not the point. The point is I am battery operated.
Well, actually I am not.

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

“The point is everyone should have my game and timetable! screamed someone who I subsequently smacked across the face and decapitated before sending him home in a cardboard box.
Before I introduce myself, let me share with you a story. A story about me, and how great I am. But first, I think it would be appropriate to introduce myself. I am going to do this soon.

So, it all started, in a smelly house, north of Wellington, south of Arizona and east of where you are sitting right now. It was a dark night, with no birds nor chickens, and it was raining a silent rain. There were too many stars to count, and not enough clouds to cover them. I like chickens. But anyway, what was I doing in this smelly house?

“I was laughing at the boxes of dog food with you, remember!?” said Stevens grandma, but she was wrong. What was I doing? That’s right, I was writing this story. Now back to the story.
I needed to find something, so looked for it, and the most amazing thing happened!
I FOUND IT!!!
Guess what it was??? it was a piece of crispy bacon, which I dropped last Christmas. I thought the dog ate it, but I guess it didnt. There were many things over there where I always looked for things, but I didn’t like them, so I don’t know why I was always looking for them. But this thing I did like. And this thing, it liked me right back in the face.
But I don’t like things that like me. They smell funny. So I made it friends with it, seduced it, then strangled it in the night and ate it’s flesh. The bacon wasn’t happy with this, and laughed itself to sleep. But then in the plane, he needed to go pee, so I laughed myself to sleep as he pissed himself to wake. He was definitely awake when the plane started to fall. He was definitely going to fall with the plane, and he was definitely going to get lost again. And lost he did get. Lost in the eternal sea of human sadness, lyrically beautiful without the physical countenance to outweigh it’s inherent irony.
And that was where he found himself, lost in an abysmal abyss… That was where he found himself.
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world’s fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly

resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn’t even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.
He was taken to new levels of excitement, when he found himself. Oh what a day…. Oh …what a day. But this was to be expected, because he was not just random. He was ranDom with a capital D. But anyway, who cares about the bacon, this story is about me.
Me and my eternal instructions of destruction from underneath. Me and my inherent understanding of the ways of the universe.

Me and my happiness.
Me and my sadness.
Me, and my bacon.

Once upon a time in the land of Fliggimites lived a happy little thing by the name of Joseph. Joseph once decided to go on an adventure and go atop the great mountain of Floosh to annoy the red dragon. And so he left, with his pal, Gandaarghlee the wizard, to Mount Floosh. Along the way he stole the golden toe ring of a guy named Walmart, and met many trolls and elves and dwarves and other odd mutated humanoid creatures, including this one guy made out of bologna that we didn’t like very much, so we laughed at him and he was sad.
So we finally reached the mountan of Floosh and hiked up to the top. Then the red dragon appeared and tossed us in the firy lava pit on the top, which hurt a lot, but by some chance we won the battle and were very happy, and then we hiked back home, but Walmart trapped us and ate us.

Dirt Bike: Always One of my favorites.

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21 de abril de 2016

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Hello, my name is Ewala. I come from the planet Alawe, in the galaxy Ewala, in the universe Alawe.

But the point is I tried. If you think you need to go to the bakery, please do so now, because I do not want to be interrupted while I tell you my story. …but anyway, I have been thinking about my happiness lately and have come to the conclusion that I am happy. This is annoying. If you saw a chicken as happy as me, I’ll replace it, and give you a full refund… no questions asked!
But that’s not the point. The point is I am battery operated.
Well, actually I am not.

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

“The point is everyone should have my game and timetable! screamed someone who I subsequently smacked across the face and decapitated before sending him home in a cardboard box.
Before I introduce myself, let me share with you a story. A story about me, and how great I am. But first, I think it would be appropriate to introduce myself. I am going to do this soon.

So, it all started, in a smelly house, north of Wellington, south of Arizona and east of where you are sitting right now. It was a dark night, with no birds nor chickens, and it was raining a silent rain. There were too many stars to count, and not enough clouds to cover them. I like chickens. But anyway, what was I doing in this smelly house?

“I was laughing at the boxes of dog food with you, remember!?” said Stevens grandma, but she was wrong. What was I doing? That’s right, I was writing this story. Now back to the story.
I needed to find something, so looked for it, and the most amazing thing happened!
I FOUND IT!!!
Guess what it was??? it was a piece of crispy bacon, which I dropped last Christmas. I thought the dog ate it, but I guess it didnt. There were many things over there where I always looked for things, but I didn’t like them, so I don’t know why I was always looking for them. But this thing I did like. And this thing, it liked me right back in the face.
But I don’t like things that like me. They smell funny. So I made it friends with it, seduced it, then strangled it in the night and ate it’s flesh. The bacon wasn’t happy with this, and laughed itself to sleep. But then in the plane, he needed to go pee, so I laughed myself to sleep as he pissed himself to wake. He was definitely awake when the plane started to fall. He was definitely going to fall with the plane, and he was definitely going to get lost again. And lost he did get. Lost in the eternal sea of human sadness, lyrically beautiful without the physical countenance to outweigh it’s inherent irony.
And that was where he found himself, lost in an abysmal abyss… That was where he found himself.
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world’s fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly

resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn’t even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.
He was taken to new levels of excitement, when he found himself. Oh what a day…. Oh …what a day. But this was to be expected, because he was not just random. He was ranDom with a capital D. But anyway, who cares about the bacon, this story is about me.
Me and my eternal instructions of destruction from underneath. Me and my inherent understanding of the ways of the universe.

Me and my happiness.
Me and my sadness.
Me, and my bacon.

Once upon a time in the land of Fliggimites lived a happy little thing by the name of Joseph. Joseph once decided to go on an adventure and go atop the great mountain of Floosh to annoy the red dragon. And so he left, with his pal, Gandaarghlee the wizard, to Mount Floosh. Along the way he stole the golden toe ring of a guy named Walmart, and met many trolls and elves and dwarves and other odd mutated humanoid creatures, including this one guy made out of bologna that we didn’t like very much, so we laughed at him and he was sad.
So we finally reached the mountan of Floosh and hiked up to the top. Then the red dragon appeared and tossed us in the firy lava pit on the top, which hurt a lot, but by some chance we won the battle and were very happy, and then we hiked back home, but Walmart trapped us and ate us.

Painter: Artist busy on his creative work

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21 de abril de 2016

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Hello, my name is Ewala. I come from the planet Alawe, in the galaxy Ewala, in the universe Alawe.

But the point is I tried. If you think you need to go to the bakery, please do so now, because I do not want to be interrupted while I tell you my story. …but anyway, I have been thinking about my happiness lately and have come to the conclusion that I am happy. This is annoying. If you saw a chicken as happy as me, I’ll replace it, and give you a full refund… no questions asked!
But that’s not the point. The point is I am battery operated.
Well, actually I am not.

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

“The point is everyone should have my game and timetable! screamed someone who I subsequently smacked across the face and decapitated before sending him home in a cardboard box.
Before I introduce myself, let me share with you a story. A story about me, and how great I am. But first, I think it would be appropriate to introduce myself. I am going to do this soon.

So, it all started, in a smelly house, north of Wellington, south of Arizona and east of where you are sitting right now. It was a dark night, with no birds nor chickens, and it was raining a silent rain. There were too many stars to count, and not enough clouds to cover them. I like chickens. But anyway, what was I doing in this smelly house?

“I was laughing at the boxes of dog food with you, remember!?” said Stevens grandma, but she was wrong. What was I doing? That’s right, I was writing this story. Now back to the story.
I needed to find something, so looked for it, and the most amazing thing happened!
I FOUND IT!!!
Guess what it was??? it was a piece of crispy bacon, which I dropped last Christmas. I thought the dog ate it, but I guess it didnt. There were many things over there where I always looked for things, but I didn’t like them, so I don’t know why I was always looking for them. But this thing I did like. And this thing, it liked me right back in the face.
But I don’t like things that like me. They smell funny. So I made it friends with it, seduced it, then strangled it in the night and ate it’s flesh. The bacon wasn’t happy with this, and laughed itself to sleep. But then in the plane, he needed to go pee, so I laughed myself to sleep as he pissed himself to wake. He was definitely awake when the plane started to fall. He was definitely going to fall with the plane, and he was definitely going to get lost again. And lost he did get. Lost in the eternal sea of human sadness, lyrically beautiful without the physical countenance to outweigh it’s inherent irony.
And that was where he found himself, lost in an abysmal abyss… That was where he found himself.
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world’s fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly

resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn’t even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.
He was taken to new levels of excitement, when he found himself. Oh what a day…. Oh …what a day. But this was to be expected, because he was not just random. He was ranDom with a capital D. But anyway, who cares about the bacon, this story is about me.
Me and my eternal instructions of destruction from underneath. Me and my inherent understanding of the ways of the universe.

Me and my happiness.
Me and my sadness.
Me, and my bacon.

Once upon a time in the land of Fliggimites lived a happy little thing by the name of Joseph. Joseph once decided to go on an adventure and go atop the great mountain of Floosh to annoy the red dragon. And so he left, with his pal, Gandaarghlee the wizard, to Mount Floosh. Along the way he stole the golden toe ring of a guy named Walmart, and met many trolls and elves and dwarves and other odd mutated humanoid creatures, including this one guy made out of bologna that we didn’t like very much, so we laughed at him and he was sad.
So we finally reached the mountan of Floosh and hiked up to the top. Then the red dragon appeared and tossed us in the firy lava pit on the top, which hurt a lot, but by some chance we won the battle and were very happy, and then we hiked back home, but Walmart trapped us and ate us.

Rhinos in the Phase of Extinction, World needs to be Careful

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20 de abril de 2016

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Hello, my name is Ewala. I come from the planet Alawe, in the galaxy Ewala, in the universe Alawe.

But the point is I tried. If you think you need to go to the bakery, please do so now, because I do not want to be interrupted while I tell you my story. …but anyway, I have been thinking about my happiness lately and have come to the conclusion that I am happy. This is annoying. If you saw a chicken as happy as me, I’ll replace it, and give you a full refund… no questions asked!
But that’s not the point. The point is I am battery operated.
Well, actually I am not.

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

“The point is everyone should have my game and timetable! screamed someone who I subsequently smacked across the face and decapitated before sending him home in a cardboard box.
Before I introduce myself, let me share with you a story. A story about me, and how great I am. But first, I think it would be appropriate to introduce myself. I am going to do this soon.

So, it all started, in a smelly house, north of Wellington, south of Arizona and east of where you are sitting right now. It was a dark night, with no birds nor chickens, and it was raining a silent rain. There were too many stars to count, and not enough clouds to cover them. I like chickens. But anyway, what was I doing in this smelly house?

“I was laughing at the boxes of dog food with you, remember!?” said Stevens grandma, but she was wrong. What was I doing? That’s right, I was writing this story. Now back to the story.
I needed to find something, so looked for it, and the most amazing thing happened!
I FOUND IT!!!
Guess what it was??? it was a piece of crispy bacon, which I dropped last Christmas. I thought the dog ate it, but I guess it didnt. There were many things over there where I always looked for things, but I didn’t like them, so I don’t know why I was always looking for them. But this thing I did like. And this thing, it liked me right back in the face.
But I don’t like things that like me. They smell funny. So I made it friends with it, seduced it, then strangled it in the night and ate it’s flesh. The bacon wasn’t happy with this, and laughed itself to sleep. But then in the plane, he needed to go pee, so I laughed myself to sleep as he pissed himself to wake. He was definitely awake when the plane started to fall. He was definitely going to fall with the plane, and he was definitely going to get lost again. And lost he did get. Lost in the eternal sea of human sadness, lyrically beautiful without the physical countenance to outweigh it’s inherent irony.
And that was where he found himself, lost in an abysmal abyss… That was where he found himself.
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world’s fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly

resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn’t even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.
He was taken to new levels of excitement, when he found himself. Oh what a day…. Oh …what a day. But this was to be expected, because he was not just random. He was ranDom with a capital D. But anyway, who cares about the bacon, this story is about me.
Me and my eternal instructions of destruction from underneath. Me and my inherent understanding of the ways of the universe.

Me and my happiness.
Me and my sadness.
Me, and my bacon.

Once upon a time in the land of Fliggimites lived a happy little thing by the name of Joseph. Joseph once decided to go on an adventure and go atop the great mountain of Floosh to annoy the red dragon. And so he left, with his pal, Gandaarghlee the wizard, to Mount Floosh. Along the way he stole the golden toe ring of a guy named Walmart, and met many trolls and elves and dwarves and other odd mutated humanoid creatures, including this one guy made out of bologna that we didn’t like very much, so we laughed at him and he was sad.
So we finally reached the mountan of Floosh and hiked up to the top. Then the red dragon appeared and tossed us in the firy lava pit on the top, which hurt a lot, but by some chance we won the battle and were very happy, and then we hiked back home, but Walmart trapped us and ate us.

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Hello, my name is Ewala. I come from the planet Alawe, in the galaxy Ewala, in the universe Alawe.

But the point is I tried. If you think you need to go to the bakery, please do so now, because I do not want to be interrupted while I tell you my story. …but anyway, I have been thinking about my happiness lately and have come to the conclusion that I am happy. This is annoying. If you saw a chicken as happy as me, I’ll replace it, and give you a full refund… no questions asked!
But that’s not the point. The point is I am battery operated.
Well, actually I am not.

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

“The point is everyone should have my game and timetable! screamed someone who I subsequently smacked across the face and decapitated before sending him home in a cardboard box.
Before I introduce myself, let me share with you a story. A story about me, and how great I am. But first, I think it would be appropriate to introduce myself. I am going to do this soon.

So, it all started, in a smelly house, north of Wellington, south of Arizona and east of where you are sitting right now. It was a dark night, with no birds nor chickens, and it was raining a silent rain. There were too many stars to count, and not enough clouds to cover them. I like chickens. But anyway, what was I doing in this smelly house?

“I was laughing at the boxes of dog food with you, remember!?” said Stevens grandma, but she was wrong. What was I doing? That’s right, I was writing this story. Now back to the story.
I needed to find something, so looked for it, and the most amazing thing happened!
I FOUND IT!!!
Guess what it was??? it was a piece of crispy bacon, which I dropped last Christmas. I thought the dog ate it, but I guess it didnt. There were many things over there where I always looked for things, but I didn’t like them, so I don’t know why I was always looking for them. But this thing I did like. And this thing, it liked me right back in the face.
But I don’t like things that like me. They smell funny. So I made it friends with it, seduced it, then strangled it in the night and ate it’s flesh. The bacon wasn’t happy with this, and laughed itself to sleep. But then in the plane, he needed to go pee, so I laughed myself to sleep as he pissed himself to wake. He was definitely awake when the plane started to fall. He was definitely going to fall with the plane, and he was definitely going to get lost again. And lost he did get. Lost in the eternal sea of human sadness, lyrically beautiful without the physical countenance to outweigh it’s inherent irony.
And that was where he found himself, lost in an abysmal abyss… That was where he found himself.
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world’s fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly

resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn’t even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.
He was taken to new levels of excitement, when he found himself. Oh what a day…. Oh …what a day. But this was to be expected, because he was not just random. He was ranDom with a capital D. But anyway, who cares about the bacon, this story is about me.
Me and my eternal instructions of destruction from underneath. Me and my inherent understanding of the ways of the universe.

Me and my happiness.
Me and my sadness.
Me, and my bacon.

Once upon a time in the land of Fliggimites lived a happy little thing by the name of Joseph. Joseph once decided to go on an adventure and go atop the great mountain of Floosh to annoy the red dragon. And so he left, with his pal, Gandaarghlee the wizard, to Mount Floosh. Along the way he stole the golden toe ring of a guy named Walmart, and met many trolls and elves and dwarves and other odd mutated humanoid creatures, including this one guy made out of bologna that we didn’t like very much, so we laughed at him and he was sad.
So we finally reached the mountan of Floosh and hiked up to the top. Then the red dragon appeared and tossed us in the firy lava pit on the top, which hurt a lot, but by some chance we won the battle and were very happy, and then we hiked back home, but Walmart trapped us and ate us.

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Por: Yonara Santos Colaboração Ananda Fonseca Fotos: Lupeu Lacerda

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

But that’s not the point. What is the point?

Por: Yonara Santos
Colaboração Ananda Fonseca
Fotos: Lupeu Lacerda