The Disco Bunny Story
Practising the art of giving
Life changing decisions
In 2016 I decided to change my life, to explore humanity by practising the art of giving. It opened my eyes, heart and soul to the wonders of humanity and through this exploration, I became a better person.
Truth is, too many days in 2016, I felt distracted executing my mission. Ever trying to obtain enough money that particular day to find a roof over my head and get enough food and drink to share, so that I may give another smile and grow some more.
What is known, though, is that in my first life I had little. My freshest memories of life in the orphanage were of repetitive simple food, no possessions, a floor to sleep on and no school.
The Future
Bringing more joy
I wish to continue my work as The Disco Bunny, to bring joy to people's hearts and souls; to both educate and entertain.
I wish to evolve, to tell true stories of love and passion, of human connections of loss and and gains, of struggles and endurance, and I wish to tell the these tales of truth in their truest form through connecting people, illustrating in words, pictures and moving images.
The Disco Bunny has no defined gender, race, religion, orientation and to serve my mission as The Disco Bunny, today more than ever I need your support for I wish to evolve what I do to a greater positive ripple effect to directly or indirectly touch the lives of individuals and groups I would ordinarily not encounter on the street:
It's true, I wish to go to remote locations, visit vulnerable individuals, share my time and energy with those most in need, adventure, travel, explore the depths of humanity and share the adventure with you in the belief that you will learn, laugh, grow and be enriched by your involvement in our unique journey.
First life
In brief, the facts
I know so little of the facts of my first life in Brazil, when I was born, to whom and where, what I did, how I lived and such like.
What is known, though, is that in my first life I had little. My freshest memories of life in the orphanage were of repetitive simple food, no possessions, a floor to sleep on, no school.
I roamed the streets, had great friends around me, did as I pleased living hand to mouth, danced, played, laughed, loved and lived: I was the happiest kid in the world!
Second life
In brief, the facts
It was Luxembourg, to where I was adopted, that I started my second 'anglicised and westernised' life. Reflecting, I was both a fish out of water and a pig in muck, ever changing and growing and learning yet always the same boy with that enormous smile, energy, and near constant laugh irrespective of my actual personal and mental hardship…
In this lifetime, growing up, I also lived in England, and during my childhood and adulthood travelled to 42 countries, fathered two children, earned a living mostly as a clerical assistant, actor, trivia host, party and events organiser, English teacher, tennis and multi-sports coach, workshop leader, and short-contract odd-job man, forgot my mother-tongue of Portuguese, learned English, French, Spanish, studied Latin for five years, fell in and out of love, into extreme mental lows and highs, succeeded and failed beyond my wildest imagination.
Third life
Now: in thoughts, and facts
I began preparing for this life either late last year or at the very start of my second life…
When the reality of 2016 dawned upon me, I reflected on how I had changed my life around since hitting the bottom both emotionally, physically and spiritually in 2012. It was true that I was succeeding - I was on the right path - I was able to look myself in the mirror without blame and know that where I was financially, emotionally, physically, geographically and circumstantially was of my own accord plus I had built a support network of close friends to rely on for help and guidance.
I was progressing, yet in my own ambitious, hungry, determined, joyous and hurt eyes, aware of the sacrifices I had made, still felt my greatest enemy was time. I could not wait another moment to take action on my life, to wait another minute for another door to open, nor wait any longer for opportunity to arrive. I was sick and tired of the waiting game. so I asked myself one simple question:
If this is your last year of existence, what do you want to do with it? What must you do with it?
The answer to me was clear. The cause of action, itself, became clear too, so, I returned to my roots - retuned to the streets - the place where I have always felt most at home.
…and, as they say: the rest is history, or as I say: the rest is a story!
Follow me on social media, watch my videos, read my words, see my pictures, talk with me, dance with me, work with me, play with me, counsel me and we can adventure together one smile at a time!
Social Media
Can you help me get on every phone in the world?