POOR-TUGAL SHOULD BE SPAIN

SALARYS ARE A MISERY AND NO SENSE OF IDENTITY... I HATE THIS STUPID COUNTRY, IT'S A COUNTRY OF WIMPS GOVERNED BY ASSHOLES, IT'S A FUCKING DESERT WHERE IF YOU DONT HAVE A CAR, YOU DONT HAVE LIFE AT ALL, DOESNT EVEN HAVE VANS, JUST HAVE SHIT OLD BUSES, NO FUCKING ENTERTAINMENT ANYWHERE, IT'S VERY KEKOLD, IT'S A DISASTEEEEEER
I WISH I JUST BE BORN IN SPAIN ATLEAST THAT, SO FUCKING SHIT COUNTRY.....
>GREATER SPAIN EMERGEEE, FUCK THESE SEPARATIST BACKWARD MONGRELS WHO WORSEN LOCAL LIFE...

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Please nuke us, someone. Being born in Poortugal is too much of a punishment.

Are you guys white? Come to the US. What are your skill sets?

Bonus
What are Portugal Lolis like? DTF or feminazis?

You could just start another Fifth Empire thread instead of this caps lock cruise control for faggots.

Fuck u man

Build a fucking boat and sail away like in the old days

Jesus my man, sounds like you have an awful case of fucking kill yourself. You should do it. We don't need pathetic vermin like you in our nation.

We tried that already. Ended with people being thrown off windows...

I'm definitely white, can I come? like, blue eyes and brown hair white. I got a bachelor's degree in a useless major.

>What are Portugal Lolis like? DTF or feminazis?
They are like pic related

Europe lies, reclining upon her elbows:
From East to West she stretches, staring,
And romantic tresses fall over
Greek eyes, reminding.


The left elbow is stepped back;
The other laid out at an angle.
The first says Italy where it leans;
This one England where, set afar,
The hand holds the resting face.


Enigmatic and fateful she stares
Out West, to the future of the past.

The staring face is Portugal.

The Gods sell when they give.
Glory is bought with misfortune.
Alas for the fortunate, for they are
Merely passers-by!


Let it be sufficient for whom there is sufficiency
The sufficient to suffice him!
Life is short, the soul is vast:
Possession is delay.


T was with misfortune and lowliness
That God the Christ defined:
Thus He set him against Nature
And as Son consecrated him.

Agora a falar a sério irmãos. Como é que podem ser uns filhos da puta tão patéticos ao ponto de chorarem num board destes, desta maneira. Tornem-se homens caralho, que vergonha.

>you have to go back vermin

Myth is the nought that means all.
The very sun that opens up the sky
Is a bright and silent myth-
The dead embodiment of God
Alive and naked.


This one who called here at port,
Found existence in not being.
Without being he sufficed us.
Because he did not come, he came about
And created us.


And so does legend flow
Across the threshold of reality
And enriching it, runs forth.
Down below, life, half
Of nothing, dies away.

No we are blacks and also bolivians. see pic

also, sage this (( )) thread

>POOR-TUGAL SHOULD BE SPAIN
portugal should invade spain

>tfw when greater gibraltar in my lifetime

Thank you oldest ally for helping to restore some morale into these weak minded troops.

Every outset is involuntary.
God is the agent,
The hero watches his own actions, confused
And unconscious.
On the sword found in your hands
Your glance falls.
"What am I to do with this sword?"
You raised it aloft; and it was done.

On his throne amidst the glint of the spheres,
With his mantle of night and solitude,
He has at his feet the new sea and the dead eras-
The only emperor who truly holds
The globe of the world in his hand.

E que trabalho maravilhoso user. Excelente.

God wills, man dreams, the task is born.
God wanted the world to be whole,
The sea to connect, and no longer divide.
He chose you and you went forth unraveling the foam,


And the white rim went from island to continent,
Clearing up, racing, to the end of the world,
And the whole Earth was suddenly seen,
Emerging, round, from the deep blue.


He who hallowed you, made you Portuguese.
Of the sea and us, in you he gave us a sign.
The Sea was accomplished, and the Empire was undone.
Lord, Portugal is yet to be accomplished!

sage

soon we'll be colonising galaxies together, we will replace the weak with those little grey faggots with the big eyes as the slave class, only good times ahead brother!

Oh sea created before man, your fears
Had coral and beaches and groves of trees.
The night and the thick mist unraveled,
The storms and the mystery surpassed,
The Distance opened in flower, and the Southern Cross
Shone in splendour over the galleons of initiation.


Austere line of the far-off coast-
When the ship comes near, the slope raises up
In trees where the Distance had been empty;
Closer by, the land opens up in sounds and colours:
And, on disembarking, there are birds, flowers,
Where, from afar, there had only been a meaningless line.


The dream consists in seeing the invisible shapes
Of the hazy distance, and, with perceptible
Movements of hope and will,
Search out in the cold line of the horizon
The tree, the beach, the flower, the bird, the spring-
The well deserved kisses of Truth.

had to put a proxy on to post something illegal elsewhere.
we do jhave work to do still in the UK but its coming

The bogey-beast that lives at the end of the sea
In the pitch dark night rose up in the air;
Around the galleon it flew three times,
Three times it flew a-squeaking,
And said: "Who has dared to enter
My dens which I do not disclose,
My black roofs of the end of the world?"
And the helmsman said, a-trembling:
"King Don Joao the Second!"


"Whose are the sails over which I skim?
Whose are the keels I see and hear?"
Said the monster, and circled three times,
Three times it circled filthy and thick.
"Who comes to do what only I can,
I who dwell where none has ever seen me
And pour forth the fears of the bottomless sea?"
And the helmsman trembled, and said:
"King Don Joao the Second!"


Three times from the helm he raised his hands,
Three times on the helm he lay them back,
And said, after trembling three times:
"Here at the helm I am more than myself:
I am a People who wants the sea that is yours;
And more than the monster, that my soul does fear
And dwells in the dark of the end of the world,
Commands the will, that binds me to the helm,
Of King Don Joao the Second!"

In the valley a fire grows brighter.
A dance shakes the whole earth.
And shadows, enormous and disordered,
In black flashes go, suddenly, from the valley
And up the slopes,
Blending into the dark.


Whose is the dance that terrifies the night?
It is the Titans', the sons of the Earth,
Who dance at the death of the sailor
Who wanted to encircle mother earth-
To gird it, of all men the first -,
On the strand, far off, buried at last.


They dance, not knowing that the daring soul
Of the dead man still commands the fleet,
Strength without body at the helm, steering
The galleons through the rest of the ends of space:
For even though departed he was able to encompass
The whole Earth with his embrace.


He transgressed Earth. But they
Know it not, and dance in isolation;
And shadows, enormous and disordered,
Blending into horizons,
Mount from the valley up the slopes
Of the mute hills.

>1 post by ID
Shill
>the user bumping the thread with a Mensagem
/lit/ don't bump bait threads, my retard without saging them at least

The gods of the storm and the giants of the earth
Suddenly suspend the hatred of their war
And are stricken with wonder. Up the valley that leads to heaven
A silence looms, and rise, rippling the veils of mist,
First a movement and then an amazement.
Skirting it, while it lasts, go fears, shoulder to shoulder;
And in the distance the wake thunders in clouds and flashes of light.


Below, where earth lies, the shepherd freezes and his flute
Falls; in ecstasy he sees, by the light of a thousand bolts,
Heavens gape the abyss to the soul of the Argonaut.

Oh salty sea, so much of your salt
Is tears of Portugal!
Because we crossed you, so many mothers wept,
So many sons prayed in vain!
So many brides remained unmarried
That you might be ours, oh sea!


Was it worthwhile? All is worthwhile
When the spirit is not small.
He who wants to go beyond the Cape
Has to go beyond pain.
God to the sea peril and abyss has given
But it was in it that He mirrored heaven.

Holy shit, that's one autistic guy

Wait! I fell on the sand at that hour contrary
That God concedes to his own,
For the interval in which the soul is steeped
In dreams that are God.


What matters the sand and death and misadventure
If I shielded myself with God?
It is Who I dreamed myself, that is everlasting;
It is as Such that I shall return.

Pity him who lives at home
Happy with his life,
Without a dream, a flexing of wings,
To make him relinquish
Even the warmest ember of his hearth!


Pity him who is happy!
He lives because life lasts.
Nothing within him whispers
More than the primeval law:
That life leads to the grave.


Eras upon eras vanish
In the course of time, made of eras.
To be discontent is to be a man.
Let nature's forces be tamed
By the vision within the soul!


And so, past the four
Ages of the being that dreamed,
The world will be the stage
Of the bright day, that in the dark
Of the empty night began.


Greece, Rome, Christianity,
Europe - the four go
To where all age goes.
Who wants to live the truth
For which Don Sebastian died?

fuck you

plz do Bocage

Is this some late night shitposting?

NATIONALISM OF THE WIMPS... WHERES THAT NATIONALISM REFLECTED ON OUR STREETS? ON OUR MEANT TO BE "PROSPERITY"... WHAT A SHIT NATIONALISM... MEH.. SAD COUNTRY

It´s our most basic for of nationalism, knew transmontano fags in my land that were so afictionado to our literature they convinced the town hall to make literature fairs based on our history like the medieval ones

what have you done user?

You go back to le ddit for massive replying to try to someone catch your bait. Fucking autists you have /bantz' /int and lit/ for your autismos

really spain isn't that much better than portugal and the things don't really seem that bright here either, that said we're both germany's bitches at this point

SERIOUSLY YALL A BUNCH OF NARROW SIGHTED PEOPLE. I BEEN IN SOUTH EASTERN ASIAN COUNTRIES, ALL OF THEM HAVE WAY MORE BETTER LIFE THAN THAT DEPRESSING POOR-TUGAL

How's it feel knowing it's better to be a slave in Portugal than to live in Bangladesh? Fucking subhuman

Why would you want to get rich just now? Stay poor until they deal with the migrant crisis.

You're talking to a monhé, keep that in mind

that flag is horrendous and you're a disgrace

>monhé
What's your point? Why would you want it flooded with dumb Africans?

So he can feel more at home with his fellow shitskins

Here comes Sail Catrineta -that has much to tell
Listen now, sirs -A staggering story

It was more than year and day -who of going
around the sea
There was nothing to eat -not even a delicacy

They had already killed the cock -was there to sing
They had already killed the dog -was there to bark

There was nothing to eat -not even a delicacy
They laid soles in sauce -for other´s day dinner
But the sole was so stiff -they could not swallow it

They cast lots in the background -Who was to be killed
The luck fell -in the captain general

Up, up, marujinho -to that royal mast
see if you see lands of Spain -or beaches of Portugal

I do not see lands of Spain -nor beaches of Portugal
I see seven bare swords -which are to kill you

Above, above, gajeiro -up to the royal top
Look, if you see my lands -or kingdoms of Portugal

Aliases, lord alvissaras -my captain general
I already see our lands -and kingdoms of Portugal
If we do not miss the wind -to land dinner we will go

There I see many streams -washerwomen to wash
I see a lot of furnace lit -bakers
and I see many butcher shops -butchers to kill

I also see three girls -under an orange grove
One sent a sewing -another on the rock a spin
The most beautiful of all -In the middle of crying

All three are my daughters -Ah! I wish i could hug them
The most beautiful of all -With you I will marry her

Your daughter i dont want -Or what cost you to offer
That I have a woman in France -and children to support
I want Nau Catrineta -to sail

Nau Catrineta, my friend -I can not give you
i offer a land -soon it will burn
I give you my white horse -That there was never another like it

Keep your horse -What costed you to teach him?
I'll give you so much money -That you can not tell

I do not want your money -Because it costed you to win
I want Nau Catrineta -to sail
That as well as it escaped this -another will escape

There goes to Nau Catrineta -that has a lot to tell
It was nightfall -And she landed on the shore

I just realized you two are not the same ID

why are you guys, spain and italy so poor? you do realise that next crisis will take at least one of you out.

Better Dead than Ahmed

Just because we share the worlds oldest alliance doesn't mean you get to steal our aesthetic. Stop it.

Don't worry, you will be even poorer once the non-whites take over your country, which is almost inevitable now.

Italy is a G7 member. Respect

we spend our money in wine and wymen

wew really hit a nerve here. i'll stay clear of the sensitive subjects.

spiegel.de/international/europe/the-ticking-euro-bomb-how-the-euro-zone-ignored-its-own-rules-a-790333.html
Sovereign debt and Euro.

gotta say that was pretty funny. A few weeks ago Rutte claimed ''we should not become like Belgium'' when discussing something on taxes.

You have also this explanation from your countrymen
>"A combination of multiple factors, namely a too expensive currency for the region, too high wages for the currency given this exchange rate, borrowing too much because of the low interest rate at the start of the euro. Corruption etc."

It´s Calm and Comfy (Perfect).

Nothing ever happens around here (Super Boring)

Maybe i should kill myself..

seems to work out pretty well for Germany, weaker southern economies keeping the euro value down, thus boosting german export.

What the fuck Poortugal. Leave the EU and colonise Spain like any normal country would do.
Get your shit together.

why bother? country is dying, nation state is being replaced, but at least we can fuck and get drunk as long as we pay (((our))) debts, anytime soon..

We need to overthrow the communist government.

I bought a black permanent marker, I spread anti communist messages, Goebbels and Hitler quotes in park benches and apartment walls...

Underrated

>NO FUCKING ENTERTAINMENT ANYWHERE

Then move to SF and you will be able to suck AIDS out of faggot's dicks on faggot parties as much as you want.

This is some next level autism

Seriously. Family full of Portuguese woman, I promised myself never to date a Portuguese woman. At least living in the states made that choice easier.

enjoy, can't blame you.

stfu and help me subvert the people

Yeah, Southern/Mediterranean countries are perfect for this. I don't want to sound defeatist, but what can we do against the Kali Yuga? Here we get to enjoy a comfy life for as long as possible, good to watch from the sidelines. Sit at the beach, feel the sun, drink a cold one, hit on qts, walk the countryside, ride a bike.

>he hopes to install a dictatorship democraticaly

first we need the numbers

right now 99% of the countyr is completely brainwashed
we need to turn their critical thinking back on

>first we need the numbers

nah you just don´t know, nobody knows, because here is the thing, half of us dont even vote, problem is there is no party no honest politician no honest general in this country, 3rd republic will fall in our generation tough

There is no defeat. When the West is against the ropes, the Fifth Empire shall begin. Now we wait.

That's the spirit. See you on Mars.

You guys are always welcome again

why not just speak your mind user? if you are a man that as life sorted our people will listen in this country, if you talk with honey words they will even call you a doctor even if you are not one

Portugal is retarded, they are the perfect slaves for the modern day freemasonic jewish master

proud portuguese here
all cucks and traitors should be lined up, tied up, abdomens sliced open, and their guts roasted on a coal pit

better than that nigger jizz rag of yours

One of the few times American foreign policy was good