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Quisquis ovem simulat, hunc lupus ore vorat

Don't be trapped by old concepts, Matthew, you're evolving into a new lifeform.

"I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds."

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José Galisi Filho: 1962 in Sao Paulo geboren, lebt z.Zt. in Hannover, promovierte in Hannover mit der Dissertation „Zum Begriff des ästhetischen Materials bei Heiner Müllers Poetik“, Magister der Literaturtheorie an der Staatlichen Universität von Campinas (UNICAMP) mit der Arbeit: “A Constelação do Zênite – Imaginação Utópica e Histórica em Heiner Müller - anos setenta e oitenta („Die Konstellation des Zenits – historische und utopische Fantasie bei Heiner Müller in den siebziger und achtziger Jahren“). Bachelor in Geisteswissenschaften (USP), Bachelor in Rechtswissenschaften (USP), Dozent für Literaturwissenschaften. Ehemaliger Stipendiat der Stiftung für die Weiterbildung des Personals im Bundeskulturministerium der brasilianischen Regierung, ehemaliger Stipendiat des DAAD und des Goethe-Instituts von Sao Paulo, Journalist, Essayist und ehemaliger freier Mitarbeiter der Beilage Mais! in der Zeitung Folha de Sao Paulo, sowie andere brasilianischen Medien als Veja, Revista Republica, Revista Bravo, Isto É, Jornal do Brasil, O Estado de São Paulo in Zusammenarbeit mit der BPA. Seit 2008 spezialisiert sich in wissenschaftlichen Journalismus im Bereich Astrophysik und Geschichte der Wissenschaft. Er schreibt gegenwärtig für das Internet Portal AstroPt (http://astropt.org/blog/ ) und CosmoBR, bzw. brasilianisches Forum der Kosmologie des Seminars der Astrophysik der Universität São Paulo (www.astro.iag.usp.br/~cosmobr/forum/index.ph) und den kulturellen Blog Urania http://urania-josegalisifilho.blogspot.com/.

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José Galisi Filho: José Galisi Filho, 51, é jornalista, Dr. Philosophie pela Universidade de Hannover (2003), Mestre em Teoria Literária pela Universidade Estadual de Campinas (1995), Bacharel em Letras e Direito pela Universidade de São Paulo (1988, 1985). Especializou-se na crítica cultural romântica conservadora e civilizatória, na estética do idealismo alemão e de Theodor W. Adorno. Foi colaborador do caderno cultural Mais! da Folha de São Paulo, entre 1998 e 2010, bem como de diversos mídias brasileiros (Veja, Isto É, Estado de São Paulo, Jornal do Brasil, Revista Bravo, Revista República) com apoio do Bundespresseagentur (BPA), do Governo Federal alemão. É atuamente colaborador do site AstroPT, http://astropt.org/blog/, do Fórum Brasileiro de Cosmologia, CosmoBR, http://http://www.astro.iag.usp.br/~cosmobr/forum/index.php.

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