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I have been in Cambridge. It is an amazing city and university. I've been at the King's College, which was constructed in the 14 century. Annexed to every college they got a chapel, and the King's college chapel is wonderful. It don't looks like a church or anything, it is a interesting building with 25 meters of high, 88 meters of length, 24 of width and a lot of mystery. I walked around the city and could see places where Sir. Isaac Newton lived, drank and study. Trinity College is the place where Newton wrote most of his papers. The book Principia Matematica is in the Cambridge library with a lot of other manuscripts. What can I say? 32 Nobel prizes had studied at Cambridge. A beautiful city, university, but they are very capitalists, to study there you have to pay 40000 reais a year and of course being accept. Anyway, there you can fell a little different breeze touching your nose.
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I lost my madness. I want to be crazy again. I don't know how I became a normal person.

I have been study 8 hours a day, trying to improve my FCK english, just to pass three years, or more, of my life in this could country. Ok, they got National Gallery, British Museum, Cambridge, Oxford, but they don't have my friends, which can provide my madness. In some way I've been felling a prisoner and I want to set me free.
This world has no meaning for me. My wish is have words like Nietszche...
"I know my faith. One day my name will be associated with something tremendous, a crisis as not equal..."
What I got? Words without meaning, without any sense, unfinished projects and fragmented thoughts.
I need something different, something from the heights, rarefied air...
Unfortunately, I'm human, too human...