I’m wondering if there’s any interesting software to build git based wikis (or at least with a flat file storage) that support Markdown and ACL for private and public posts and is extensible enough to allow me to customize it the way I want. I have a bunch of notes I’d like to make public just because they might be helpful for someone else. I thought about integrating it into this website but I’d love to have a way to have private posts, as well as easily linking between pages. The most interesting option I found was DokuWiki which was tons of plugins. However, it’s PHP and I’m not sure about how maintained it is nowadays. It looks like wiki software is dying… besides the big beasts.

Verdades Incógnitas

Estou a dormir. Ponto. Eu sei que estou a dormir. Sim, eu sei que mais tarde vou ter que me levantar. Não. Não és tu que dizes que eu devo ser. Não és tu que mandas nas minhas ações. Tu não és eu. Sim. Sou eu que mando em mim. Sou eu que ordeno e comando as minhas ações. Não tenho a certeza. Talvez… Tudo é incerto. Será que não sou eu quem manda nas minhas ações? Talvez sejas tu. Não sei. Com tantas incertezas que existem, como saberei quem manda em mim? Simplesmente não saberei. Ninguém sabe muitas das verdades escondidas, verdades secretas e incógnitas nunca antes pensadas e descobertas.

Uncertain State

Death. It’s the most heard word in the last days. Crime. And they say it was orders from their God. Who’s the God? Just someone telling them to kill, to suffocate the people until they die. Why are You doing this? Why is this God telling them to kill this people? Innocents. They didn’t do anything. They were people. Just like you, just like me. They were in the wrong place. At the wrong time. Why there? Why them? Was it the fate? Why? Just asking, I don’t know the answers. Should we know them? No one knows. We’re living and dying at the same time. They know they would die. But not this way, not this moment. They were screaming inside. Inside their minds. I wish it hadn’t happened. I’m crying. Why? Why if it has nothing to do with me. They’re people. It could be with me, it could be with you, it could be with the people you love. The world is unfair. Were just like atoms, living in an uncertain state.

The first day at your brand new job

You got a job! And today’s the first day, what are you going to do? Let’s make a party and make everyone dance! What? No… wait! You’re nervous, you don’t have to be. Let’s talk.

You born, then you do the elementary, middle and high school. After finishing it, you go to university, do the course, go to the lectures, do the examinations and so on. Then you finish the course and you need to improve your CV. You improve it the maximum and start sending it to companies - if they didn’t contact you first.

Stop complaining. Do!

Everyday I hear people complaining here and there. They complain about almost everything: from the pencil which isn’t on its place to the government’s rules. I think is doesn’t occurs only here, of course. Maybe it’s a problem of adults (some of them, no offense). I see them complaining every single second. If you’re not this type of person, I believe you should have seen some of them.