Monday, September 14, 2026

Do you know what a Monte Carlo simulation is? It’s basically a way of making projections when you have no idea exactly what’s going to happen.
You take a bunch of assumptions, run thousands of possible combinations, and look at how the results spread out.
In short: every manager’s nightmare.
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Especially when I’m the one who has to show the projections to the executive team.

Monte Carlo's math

Wednesday, September 9, 2026

Monday, September 7, 2026

English is the universal language, we can say that. But in Brazil, this is somewhat analogous to capitalism in the sense that being bilingual is not common; it puts you outside the norm.
I’ve noticed a real lack of access to technology-related knowledge in the country. Few people know much about it, and those who do often keep that knowledge... in English.
I’m going to start posting more in Portuguese on the blog and here as well. To encourage interaction. To promote it. Maybe this is a chance to do something different.

Sunday, September 6, 2026

A Motto of Love
If you long to reach the realms of peace,
Do not pursue vain riches, nor harbor any shadow.
Sorrow and affliction, one by one,
Clear from your path, and leave them far behind.
When faced with blows and snares along the road,
Reveal the fullest strength of goodness you possess.
And when evil surrounds you, or wounds you, overcome it
As silently as sunlight conquers cold and mist.
Forgive those who fail to understand,
And bless, throughout your life,
The lips that kiss you
And, moments later, mock you.
Let self-improvement be your purpose,
And helping others your delight.
From the splendor of the stars
To the humbleness of dust,
Here is love’s motto for eternal victory:
Give, serve, restore, work, and forget.

#poem #books

The poem “A Motto of Love” typed on a cream-colored sheet of paper with a vintage texture.

Saturday, September 5, 2026

I could put this into a metaphor, but I’d rather not. And I’d rather not be too direct either. What destroys me is wanting to help someone and being unable to. Having to watch something terrible happen while knowing there is nothing I can do, standing there with my hands tied in the face of someone else’s suffering. It feels like two different kinds of torture. One for the person going through it, and another for me, having to watch.

Some things, I choose to believe, are truly in God’s hands.

Thursday, September 3, 2026

I do not believe in politics. I do not believe in sides. In good and evil. I do have faith in people, though. A great deal of faith. I believe in love for others and in understanding. In equality and fraternity among people all over the world. I dream, and I dream of a better tomorrow. The world was better when our political party was the human being as a whole.
And no, I do not deny evil; I know it exists. I just avoid talking about it. I do not give strength to something that should be disregarded, and that is not why this evil grows. You can be a monk and have darkness in your heart, or a rebel with the peace of a saint. Regardless, evil will prevail wherever love is absent.

A vintage-style photograph of a blue sky with large white clouds, overlaid with the quote: “They drew borders across the earth and planted flags in the wind. But in the end, there are only two realms: the ones still breathing, and the ones already gone.”