Eduardo Alexandre Pinto

I am Eduardo Alexandre Miranda Pinto, I was born in Lisbon at 8:40 a.m. on Thursday January 14th, 1971.

I am the son of Nelson Ferreira Pinto and of Maria Elizete Da Silva Miranda.

The first images of my childhood are of Escurquela-Sernancelhe (where my father was raised) and Lordelo-Vila Real (the homeland of my mother), whereas the first memories of Lisbon are of the ‘O Pimpolho’ college.

I liked to lay in my bed and being thinking for hours and hours here in the same house where I have been living alone for 13 years. I used to read a lot during my childhood: Walt Disney,Comics, Newspapers, and all sort of books. I learnt to read on my own, joining the words and articulating phrases when I was reading in the bathroom.

When I entered the ‘Externato Paula Vicente’ primary school in Praça do Areeiro (nowadays Praça Francisco Sá Carneiro) I had an inferiority complex, seen that everyone of my schoolmates had rich families, but I managed to overcome this difficulty, becoming the best student and the best athlete of the whole 6 years that I spent there.

 Then I studied in Vaz Carvalho at the Maria Amália female high school, where I did not put much effort in my studies. I enjoyed instead playing football, dating girls, going to the library, writing poetry. In the school I was a very popular young boy.

On September 15th, 1987, I was arrested and then finally released (together with other people) because I had manifested against a weapons fair in the international day of peace. During this period I started to discover the surroundings of Lisbon, alone as I always liked. The bookstores, discotheques (sale of disks), along with the Portuguese anarcho-punk gigs and other bands, the gardens, the ‘miradouros’ (panoramic view points) , the castle, the Bairro Alto (area of central Lisbon), I used to live from the senations conveyed by these places.

In 1988 I quitted the secondary school and a year later in 1989, I proved to my philosophy teacher that my readings were concrete and my expressions of liberty were achievable. I joined the anarchist commune called ‘Indianner Kommune’, which is nowadays known as Akkak. I collaborated with the group in actions of protest in Portugal, France, Holland, Germany; I learnt how to make biological agriculture and I visited the city of Nurnberg where I stayed for two months, reaching the mentioned countries by hitchhiking, without spending any money at all. The project finished at the end of that year and then I returned back to Lisbon. In 1988 I lost my virginity to the girl with whom I lived with in a stand of the Lisbon Book Fair. At 28 (1999) I took a few drags at an hashish cigarette and painful symptoms appeared immediately as an emotional brainstorming and a heart attack. I fought with all my strength, I was suffering, but I managed to head back to Lisbon. From that day of August I have been suffering from panic disorder http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panic_disorder) and agoraphobia.

In 2004 I created a blog called Academia do Sonho (Dream Academy), in memory of the spirit infused to the group formed during the Maria Amália high school, with the same name. In 2007 I went for a blogspot domain and in December of 2007 I created this personal domain website.

In August 1988 I had love at first sight with Bárbara Ferreira, my third degree cousin, I believe. This event has marked me poetically.

From 1988 until early 1990 I lived with Ana Cristina Cardoso, with whom I spent good times.

 Between 1991 and 1994 I lived with my mother in Santo António da Caparica, I am keeping many good memories of that period.

On January 14, 1995 began my relationship with Ana Margarida Pires Seixas, a great and pure love at the same time. In June  of 1997 was the end of our relationship coming from my decision, then I promised myself that I would have met the most beautiful girl of Lisbon and I met Patrícia Guerreiro, the girl I fell in love with and to whom I dedicated hundreds of pages. We were friends and I remember how she used to make me smile with pleasure.

Between 1997 and 1999 I spent countless nights in Bairro Alto. After the story with Margarida I have had until today around 20 girlfriends, without never becoming attached to any of them.

I have gradually lost contact with the places related to my parents and I remember with great nostalgia the poetic vein of my childhood.

 

A special thanks goes to my loyal friends and to part of my mother’s family, for the solidarity shown.