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<\/figure>\n\n\n\n“Os dois Ungidos (4,14) governar\u00e3o em perfeita harmonia (6,13). Assim Zacarias ressuscita a velha id\u00e9ia do messianismo r\u00e9gio, mas associa-o \u00e0s preocupa\u00e7\u00f5es sacerdotais de Ezequiel, cuja influ\u00eancia se percebe em diversos pontos: papel preponderante das vis\u00f5es, tend\u00eancia apocal\u00edptica e preocupa\u00e7\u00e3o pela pureza. Os mesmo tra\u00e7os e a import\u00e2ncia atribu\u00edda aos anjos s\u00e3o uma antecipa\u00e7\u00e3o de Daniel.” (Introdu\u00e7\u00e3o a Zacarias – B\u00edblia de Jerusal\u00e9m)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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E eu juro para voc\u00eas que eu vou ainda a explica\u00e7\u00e3o maldita. Se aqui consigo compartilhar at\u00e9 Post Scriptum sobre Yabai. Isso tem a ver com o lugar das coisas no Oseshi, o ano novo japon\u00eas, onde Kazunoko Kazunoko, que significa a fertilidade, tem o nove se n\u00e3o me engano sobre a disposi\u00e7\u00e3o da mesa, apontado para o onze, assim como o outro arenque amarelo para outra coisa da esp\u00e9cie torre na mesa. Mas qual \u00e9 quest\u00e3o? Uns 15 segundos no m\u00e1ximo que eu vejo um prato de estrogonofe sobre meus p\u00e9s, que deve ter sido a vista daquele corajoso soldado desconhecido NYPD que acabara de chegar a portaria. Nada preocupante, s\u00e3o as vezes uns 15 da sua ultima vis\u00e3o, que simbolizam sua coragem, que eu como na introdu\u00e7\u00e3o de Zacarias que coloco aqui no \u00e1lbum de algum dos meus dois Facebook, como digo que Shinzu Abe teve autoriza\u00e7\u00e3o do Imperador para uma determinada cena na abertura dos Jogos Olimpicos de Tokyo. E t\u00e1 na raiz das coisas ca\u00edrem em pares. Eu frequentemente dou dois exemplos pr\u00f3ximos de mim. Um foi eu perguntar ou afirmar, que a tripula\u00e7\u00e3o da JAL era mais, logo eles pousaram em Tokyo como um batayki, e logo depois a Alaska perdeu uma porta, supostamente porque ela foi mal pregada pela Spirit. A outra \u00e9 a hist\u00f3ria do congelamento, um Embraer<\/a> mais cl\u00e1ssico dos que existem com motor Rolls-Royce plc<\/a> cai com o chefe do Grupo Wagner que tinha desertado pelo sistema de descongelamento da asa n\u00e3o funcionar, e logo depois um Passaredo (tamb\u00e9m conhecido como “Passa Medo”) vai pelo mesmo caminho em Vinhedo (Leia mais: “Equidist\u00e2ncia Gregoriana” – https:\/\/coexistencelaw.org\/?p=868<\/a> ). Para dizer do pouco que me incomoda, e n\u00e3o \u00e9 para ningu\u00e9m incomodo nenhum o “soldado desconhecido” do NYPD<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n (A kabuki performer takes part in the opening ceremony of the Tokyo 2020 Olympic Games – Clive Rose \/ Getty Images)<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n #OTD<\/a> (11 de setembro de 2001) Eu estava #naFAAP<\/a>, onde cursava o segundo ano de Direito, no periodo matutino. Acabava de descer as escadas do meu pr\u00e9dio, e encontrei no terreo o ent\u00e3o presidente do diret\u00f3rio acad\u00eamico, que me disse: “Voc\u00ea viu que um avi\u00e3o bateu no World Trade Center?” Respondi que n\u00e3o, e imaginei que fosse uma acidente com um pequeno “teco-teco”, mas de qualquer maneira subi novamente as escadas do pr\u00e9dio inteiro at\u00e9 o diret\u00f3rio acam\u00eanico, que ficava na cobertura, onde tinhamos uma ampla sala de televis\u00e3o. Ent\u00e3o estavam todos os estudantes aglomerados ali, at\u00f4nitos, olhando para televis\u00e3o, sintonizada na #GloboNews<\/a>, onde Carlos Nascimento narrava os acontecimentos. Havia ainda apenas um pr\u00e9dio em chamas, e as imagens da colis\u00e3o do avi\u00e3o se repetiam sem parar, quando num piscar de olhos o segundo avi\u00e3o colide com a segunda torre. N\u00e3o me esque\u00e7o, eu tive a n\u00edtida e correta impress\u00e3o que era a segunda torre, mas Carlos Nascimento se confundia por instantes, acreditando ser a reprise da primeira. Ent\u00e3o, ele se d\u00e1 conta, e n\u00f3s vamos ficando gradativamente mais chocados, at\u00e9 o desmoronar das duas torres. A desola\u00e7\u00e3o era coletiva, e um pensamento me perseguia, para mim estava come\u00e7ando ali a terceira guerra mundial. Ato continuo, o que me ocorreu foi ligar para todos os meus queridos, os de casa, e os amigos de escola. Me lembro de falar com uma amiga de prim\u00e1rio no celular, ali ainda ao lado da televis\u00e3o do diret\u00f3rio acad\u00eamico, perguntado: “Voc\u00ea viu o que est\u00e1 acontecendo? Est\u00e1 come\u00e7ando a terceira guerra mundial.” Queria me certificar de onde se encontravam cada um dos meus queridos, e me lembrei que uma outra amiga muito querida de primario estava em S\u00e3o Francisco, Calif\u00f3rnia. Liguei para ela do celular, tamb\u00e9m al\u00ed do diret\u00f3rio acad\u00eamico, e ela me assegurou que estava bem, apenas havia sido dispensada do trabalho e a Golden Gate estava interditada. Falei com minha m\u00e3e, que estava no hospital atendendo uma tia muito querida que estava doente, e combinamos de almo\u00e7ar ali ao lado da FAAP. Falei sobre isso esses dias, meu choque era tanto quando cheguei ao Quality Food, que logo ap\u00f3s fazer meu prato (\u00e9 um self-service), entre sair do balc\u00e3o e chegar na mesa, eu derrubei meu prato sobre meus sapatos. Quando olhei para meu prato sobre meus sapatos me dei conta de que estava em um transe, pensando o que seria do mundo dal\u00ed para frente.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n Esse Post Scriptum \u00e9 de alguns anos atr\u00e1s sobre essa mesma postagem, que n\u00e3o saiu aqui:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sobre o prato: “O estrogonofe (ou strogonoff) \u00e9 um prato russo que se espalhou pelo mundo e caiu no gosto do brasileiro. Embora existam diversas teorias sobre sua origem, assim como mencionamos, a mais reconhecida \u00e9 a de ser uma cria\u00e7\u00e3o de um chef franc\u00eas que trabalhava para a fam\u00edlia russa Stroganov (ou Strogonov).” Quanto ao que se diz uma hora dessas: “Yabai” (\u3084\u3070\u3044) \u00e9 uma g\u00edria japonesa extremamente vers\u00e1til que expressa surpresa, tanto boa quanto m\u00e1, como “que loucura!” ou “que incr\u00edvel!”. A palavra, que j\u00e1 teve um significado mais negativo, hoje \u00e9 usada por jovens para descrever situa\u00e7\u00f5es impressionantes, perigosas, ou at\u00e9 mesmo deliciosas, dependendo do contexto e da entona\u00e7\u00e3o. Na China, ao que eu saiba, \u00e9 uma g\u00edria mal traduzida como “dente branco”, o quer dizer: “a pol\u00edcia j\u00e1 vai chegar”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n EN-US<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n And I swear to you I’ll still give the damn explanation. If I can even share a postscript about Yabai here. This has to do with the placement of things in Oseshi, the Japanese New Year, where Kazunoko Kazunoko, which means fertility, has the number nine, if I’m not mistaken, on the table arrangement, pointing towards eleven, just like the other yellow herring pointing towards another tower-like thing on the table. But what’s the point? For about 15 seconds at most, I see a plate of stroganoff at my feet, which must have been the sight of that brave unknown NYPD soldier who had just arrived at the gate. Nothing to worry about, it’s sometimes about 15 seconds of your last vision, symbolizing your courage, which I, like in the introduction to Zacarias that I put here in the album of one of my two Facebook accounts, like I say that Shinzu Abe had authorization from the Emperor for a certain scene in the opening of the Tokyo Olympic Games. And it’s at the root of things falling in pairs. I often give two examples close to me. One was me asking or stating that the JAL crew was larger, so they landed in Tokyo like a batayki, and soon after Alaska lost a door, supposedly because it was poorly nailed by Spirit. The other is the story of the freezing, a classic Embraer with a Rolls-Royce plc engine crashed with the head of the Wagner Group who had deserted because the wing de-icing system wasn’t working, and soon after a Passaredo (also known as “Passa Medo”) went the same way in Vinhedo (Read more: “Equidist\u00e2ncia Gregoriana” – https:\/\/coexistencelaw.org\/?p=868<\/a> ). To mention the little that bothers me, and it doesn’t bother anyone at all, the “unknown soldier” of the NYPD.<\/p>\n\n\n\n #OTD<\/a> (September 11, 2001) I was at FAAP, where I was in my second year of Law, in the morning. I had just come down the stairs of my building, and I met the then president of the student union on the ground floor, who said to me: “Did you see that a plane hit the World Trade Center?” I replied no, and imagined it was an accident with a small “teco-teco” (small plane), but anyway I climbed the stairs of the entire building again to the student union, which was on the roof, where we had a large television room. All the students were gathered there, stunned, watching the television, tuned to #GloboNews<\/a>, where Carlos Nascimento was narrating the events. There was still only one building on fire, and the images of the plane crash were repeated endlessly, when in the blink of an eye the second plane collided with the second tower. I remember, I had the clear and correct impression that it was the second tower, but Carlos Nascimento was confused for a moment, believing it to be a replay of the first. Then he realized, and we gradually became more shocked, until the collapse of both towers. The desolation was collective, and a thought haunted me: for me, World War III was beginning there. Next, what occurred to me was to call all my loved ones, those at home and my school friends. I remember talking to a friend from elementary school on my cell phone, right there next to the television in the student union building, asking: “Did you see what’s happening? World War III is starting.” I wanted to make sure where each of my loved ones was, and I remembered that another very dear friend from elementary school was in San Francisco, California. I called her from my cell phone, also there in the student union building, and she assured me that she was fine, she had just been dismissed from work and the Golden Gate Bridge was closed. I spoke to my mother, who was at the hospital taking care of a very dear aunt who was ill, and we arranged to have lunch there next to FAAP. I talked about this the other day; my shock was so great when I arrived at Quality Food that, right after getting my plate (it’s a self-service restaurant), between leaving the counter and reaching the table, I dropped my plate on my shoes. When I looked at my plate on my shoes, I realized I was in a trance, wondering what the world would be like from then on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n This Post Scriptum is from a few years ago about this same post, which didn’t appear here:<\/p>\n\n\n\n About the dish: “Stroganoff is a Russian dish that has spread throughout the world and become popular in Brazil. Although there are several theories about its origin, as we mentioned, the most recognized is that it was created by a French chef who worked for the Russian Stroganov family.” As for what one says at a time like this: “Yabai” (\u3084\u3070\u3044) is an extremely versatile Japanese slang term that expresses surprise, both good and bad, such as “that’s crazy!” or “that’s incredible!”. The word, which once had a more negative meaning, is now used by young people to describe impressive, dangerous, or even delicious situations, depending on the context and intonation. In China, as far as I know, it’s a slang term that doesn’t translate well as “white tooth,” meaning: “the police are about to arrive.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n PT-BR <\/p>\n\n\n\n At\u00e9 n\u00e3o sou Batista, “Batista” s\u00e3o os do lado mas foi e \u00e9 uma brincadeira numa fase da adolesc\u00eancia que tinha um cachorro Thor, a despeito de desde os primeiros “Dias” ouvir que era o meu primeiro nome inspirado no Ministro do Trabalho, Murilo Macedo, o primeiro a prender Lula, \u00e9 um jogo de sete erros que n\u00e3o tem resposta quando a isso, apenas o fato que sou muito mais conhecido pelo meu primeiro nome, Murilo, mas sim, teve um Embraer<\/a> e um “Passa Medo” aqui vindo de Cascavel, minha sensa\u00e7\u00e3o: “instantes depois de me sentar na Pra\u00e7a de S\u00e3o Pedro num dia que a Igreja estava fechada, e pedir para minha sele\u00e7\u00e3o chegar l\u00e1 em seguran\u00e7a, e fiz essa foto sem dar muita import\u00e2ncia para as nuvens.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n EN-US<\/p>\n\n\n\n I’m not actually a Baptist, “Batista” is for those on the other side, but it was and is a joke from a phase of adolescence when I had a dog named Thor, despite hearing from the very beginning “Days” that it was my first name inspired by the Minister of Labor, Murilo Macedo, the first to arrest Lula. It’s a game of spot the difference that has no answer to that, only the fact that I’m much better known by my first name, Murilo. But yes, there was an Embraer and a “Passa Medo” (a nickname for a airline) coming from Cascavel. My feeling: “moments after sitting in St. Peter’s Square on a day when the church was closed, and praying for my team to arrive safely, and I took this photo without paying much attention to the clouds.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n @CoexistenceLaw<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Murilo Jambeiro de Oliveira Brasil, 7 de junho de 2026. “Os dois Ungidos (4,14) governar\u00e3o em perfeita harmonia (6,13). Assim Zacarias ressuscita a velha id\u00e9ia do messianismo r\u00e9gio, mas associa-o \u00e0s preocupa\u00e7\u00f5es sacerdotais de Ezequiel, cuja influ\u00eancia se percebe em diversos pontos: papel preponderante das vis\u00f5es, tend\u00eancia apocal\u00edptica e preocupa\u00e7\u00e3o pela pureza. 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