"Why is it that those we love most are those who hurt us most?"

Really? As in not just say you care about the situation in Darfour when you can't even point out where it is on a map? Yes, i am judging your first-world ass.
Go to these websites. They explain themselves.

"Man can live about forty days without food, about three days without water, about eight minutes without air, but only for one second without hope."

Give Water
What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.
- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

FreePoverty. Play darts with the World.
You get asked to pinpoint a city on the planet, and depending on your accuracy, anywhere between 0 and 10 cups of water are donated.

HelpThirst. Remember?
Designed to improve short-term memory by showing you a sequence of numbers and asking you to repeat them. Great if you think you have ADD. One cup per correct answer. It also helps improve your short-term memory.

Feed People
Rice is great when you're hungry and want 2000 of something.
- Mitch Hedberg

Hoongle. Google with a cause. <- No longer active.
It's just like regular Google, only it sends part of it's advertising revenue to the World Food Programme, enough to buy 20 grains of rice per search. Set it as your home page, or install the plugin to IE7 or Firefox.
I didn't find this one, Tancrisism did.

Free Rice. Feed people while you learn something.
Ansquer questions to feed people in need, one click = 10 grains of rice. Improve your knowledge of the following subjects in the process:
# Art;
# Chemistry;
# Geography;
# Languages (English, French, Spanish, German, Italian);
# Math.

There are people so hungry that God only appears to them in the form of bread.
- Mahatma Gandhi

Free Flour. Get enough flour to make buns or even loaves.
This one seems a bit newer than Free Rice and doesn't allow for choosing specific subjects. However, it's a lot more difficult than Free Rice, and a lot more ad intensive.
Thank you to seridon for posting this one.

Cure Diseases
We don't devote enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks.
- Bill Watterson

Folding at Home. Be a part of the world's biggest supercomputer.
Connect to a central server that will use your PC's unused processing power to look for cures to a myriad of diseases:
# Alzheimer's disease;
# Mad Cow (Bovine spongiform encephalopathy);
# Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease;
# Lou Gehrig's disease (Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis);
# Huntington's disease;
# Parkinson's disease;
# many Cancers and cancer-related syndromes.
This last one is specially interesting if you're too lazy to click to feed dying children while reaping benefits for yourself (see above). You just install the client on your PC and pretty much don't need to do jack after that except go online from time to time. Great if you have the habit of leaving your PC on overnight.

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Decided to only translate the parts that matter, starting where Sam stops singing and starts simply talking.
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Yeah, you made me be like this
In my last album I was still humble
Now, because of a few, everyone's going to get hit with crossfire
That's just the way it is, man, like the Olivais pool
The Olivais pool used to be cool in the old days,
people would just walk in normally
But then a few people came in and had parasites on their heads
So now, everybody's gotta wear a swimming cap
And that's how it is now, boy, if you come at me without a swimming cap
It's not worth it, man, it's not even worth it
And ask yourself this: Who needs who the most?
Who needs who the most, boy? That's the question
And now I could just sit here and burn all of you
But no, I came here to pay respect to those that made me live

(Sam proceeds to list people who've made his life more fulfilling)

Meanwhile, all i hear is people saying
"Come here, come here!"

Come this way
Come this way!!!
No, I won't go that way
I only go where my own feet take me
And I'll never go that way
That is my glory: to create
I have my insanity
I know not where I'm going,
I know not which path I'm taking,
I do know... that I won't take your path!

So i've decided to give you fuckers a second chance. I'm back on Stickam. WITNESS THE SECOND COMING OF YOUR SAVIOR, BITCHES!
Also, the following remix is in memory of Carlos Paredes.
"Seria necessário voltar a repicar esses discos, não é? Como doutos, para reavaliar bem coisas que talvez nos esclarecessem e nos abrissem novos caminhos, uns caminhos mais actuais, uma orientação nova."
You couldn't play a 14 string guitar if you bled out your ass practicing.

I've gone into exile. No more BBS, no more Stickam, not even userpage comments. The reason is that the level of immaturity emanating from this place is just too much to bear for more than a few weeks straight. That, and people will believe anything they read, no matter who it comes from. I'm not sure for how long i'll be gone. Maybe a day, maybe years, i don't know.

If i hurt anyone here, i'm sorry.

If you hurt me, go fuck yourself with a sardine (going in it should slide in just fine, but coming out, the scales will open up and that won't be as fun).

I leave you with this in my absence:
"Até que idade tenciona, Sam, continuar a ser "the Kid"?"

It has snowed here. These are tropical islands, with temperatures varying at the most between 15º and 25º. Recently we've had 7º.

This coming Friday, 30th of January, i will return to my main home. Parents are fun, but only for about a month.
I am unexcited.

Sometimes people bring you into their lives, make you feel special to them, like you can help them. Then, out of nowhere, they shut you out completely, with absolutely no explanation as to what the fuck is going on. Then lies start to get tossed around, and anything that ever happens gets nailed to the fact that "you're only doing this because you're mad at me for shutting you out".
I am unexcited about this as well.

Heritage

Only a short historic while ago, the archipelago where i live was home to various pirate factions. The islands were used as freeports for outcasts to trade goods - stolen from one king by pirates, sold between pirates, and sold by pirates to another king.
The vast predominance on the archipelago is Portuguese. At one point in time, the "Great Portuguese Empire" was just one island, Terceira, 400 square kilometers in area. Gradually, we won our kingdom back.
However, faint hints and whispers of other kingdoms can be felt in each island. The largest one has a French smell to it, the one i'm from feels slightly Italian, and the most beautiful of them sounds Dutch.

Identity

Selling things between the various nations that bring their air forces and navies here for training is how we make our living here worth while.
Five days ago, a Boeing B-777 belonging to AirFrance experienced a complete malfunction of it's #1 General Electrics turbofan engine. It made an emergency landing on Terceira island's international airbase, paying heavy charges for the emergency services and parking (which is going on 5 days thusfar). All of it's 300+ passengers were bussed to and from one of the island's hotels and had breakfast there while waiting on a replacement B-777 - which also payed parking and fueling fees - to complete their trip. The first B-777's flight crew is staying on the island until the repairs are done, eating and sleeping in our hotels, as well as probably taking the opportunity to do some touring, sight-seeng, hitch-hiking, whale-watching, dolphin-watching, visiting museums, theatres, operas, concerts, bullfights... or just bar-hopping. Maintenance crews are working overtime, and getting paid four times their normal salary for it. Parts were flown in by a Boeing B-747, belonging to AirFrance Cargo, also paying parking and cargo handling fees. Testing a newly installed turbofan involves a lot of "green engine runs", which means burning a lot of fuel - supplied by the archipelago's fuel companies.
All in all, AirFrance and it's passengers have been pirated out of a whole lot of money. Why? Because we can. Because they have no choice. Because it's fair, for reasons that are vast in quantity and complexity, and that non-Europeans will have difficutly in comprehending.

Fate

The European Space Agency intends to build a full-fledged spaceport in Santa Maria island by stages, starting only as an observation point, then as a control station, and eventually as a launch pad. At present, the infrastructures in Terceira and Santa Maria can be used as emergency landing strips for the NASA Space Shuttle, due to their ideal qualities (runways over 3,5km long with constant steady North winds ending in water with ocean rescue expert crews on 24-hour standby). In the distant future, with reusable spacecraft capable of rolling landings (as opposed to splashdowns or crashdowns, which renders them hardly "reusable" in my view), these two landing strips will be just as fulcral as they have been in the past and are being now.

Update

It's fixed and gone.

So yeah, i wired my home, and a few burning and bleeding fingers later, - crappy crimper - i'm back online. Major issue with wireless, though: my father decided to build a nuclear-apocalypse-proof house, so if you're 2 walls away from the AP, you're off the grid. Repeaters may come soon.
And now my parents are entering the series of tubes... This is what is called in the most evolved lexicons "scary fucking shit". I've had about 10 girls ask me for their e-mail so that they might gossip about me with my parents behind my back. And questions such as "what the fuck is a scroll-bar?!" abound. Help me.
# Update #
Uploaded my avatar so that Jesuslizard could get a better look at it.

I'm not here, i went home on 14-12-2008, coming back somewhere around 4-1-2009. Spending much needed time with my direct family and nobody else, relaxing away from all distractions and pondering on my master plan to take over the wo- uh... Stuff... I'll be pondering about stuff. Yeah.
Until then, feel free to vandalize my userpage. Bye.