domingo, 2 de Agosto de 2009






segunda-feira, 20 de Julho de 2009


3R

domingo, 19 de Julho de 2009

Para o Duarte


"... Mas estou vivo. Sei. Não deixarei de saber nunca mais.

Na despreocupação, na rotina desolada deste ano, eu sabia. Tinha sentido por sobre a minha cabeça o peso da maldição original; não valia sequer a pena debater-me: não havia qualquer meio de a vencer. Deixava-me oscilar com indiferença segundo o capricho de todos os acasos: o acaso de um desejo, de um desgosto, de uma revolta. Caminhava à frente de mim próprio, sem nada ver; não ia para parte nenhuma, andava sem sair do mesmo sítio toda a noite; um destino imprevisível divertia-se a perder-nos e nós esperavamos o nascer do dia para descobrirmos em que lodos nos tinhamos afundado sem remédio."

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Simone De Beauvoir

segunda-feira, 13 de Julho de 2009

High up in a jet plane with you

quarta-feira, 8 de Julho de 2009

our true intent is all for your delight


- Guess your dreams always end. They don't rise up, just descend. But I don't care anymore, I've lost the will to want more. I'm not afraid not at all. I watch them all as they fall

domingo, 28 de Junho de 2009


' No more tears and you'll be fine
I stay here all night
And when I've stayed all night
We go out in the morning light
And then you try to live the day
I don't know how, but I know what to say
Is it medicine or social skill
Don't have the answer and nobody will
You go screaming on without a word
Being sad is a fulltime work
And now the day has come to an end
And then you start to cry again '

domingo, 21 de Junho de 2009


- alegria no trabalho

sábado, 20 de Junho de 2009

RUÍDO

quarta-feira, 17 de Junho de 2009


Oooh, Superfly
You're gonna make your fortune by and by
But if you lose, don't ask no questions why
The only game you know is Do or Die
Ah-ha-ha
Hard to understand
What a hell of a man
This cat of the slum
Had a mind, wasn't dumb
But a weakness was shown
'Cause his hustle was wrong
His mind was his own
But the man lived alone
The aim of his role
Was to move a lot of blow
Ask him his dream
What does it mean?
He woudn't know
"Can't be like the rest"
Is the most he'll confess
But the time's running out
And there's no happiness

terça-feira, 16 de Junho de 2009


- I keep my head up high to ease my mind

segunda-feira, 15 de Junho de 2009


Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on
Hey kids, it's no use
Sleepin'
Showtime, summertime blues
Jump up and die in your blue suede shoes
Hey kids, rock and roll
We're gonna rock on
Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on
Cool my soul
Hey kids it's no use
Dreamin'
Lost out, cracked out
Find out what it's all about
Hey kids, rock and roll
We're gonna rock on

domingo, 14 de Junho de 2009



- pah, está tudo fechado, está tudo em aberto

sexta-feira, 12 de Junho de 2009

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Learn to say the same thing
Let us hold fast to saying the same thing
Never give up no never give up
If you're looking for something easy
You might as well give it up
Never give up no never give up
If you're looking for something easy
You might as well give it up

quinta-feira, 11 de Junho de 2009


- havendo mel tem de haver colher


- If I knew where I was going I would already be there

quarta-feira, 10 de Junho de 2009


- It requires an ability to judge distance.

terça-feira, 9 de Junho de 2009


- Estava nervosa mas não tive medo de ficar cega.

segunda-feira, 8 de Junho de 2009


- I'm medicated. How are you?

sábado, 6 de Junho de 2009

golden showers




You're the one who's always choking Trojan
You're the one who's always bruised and broken
Sleep may be the enemy
But so's another line
It's a remedy
You should take more time
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You're gonna blow your mind

sábado, 16 de Maio de 2009

"Sé que he perdido tantas cosas que no podría contarlas y que esas perdiciones, ahora, son lo que es mío. Sé que he perdido el amarillo y el negro y pienso en esos imposibles colores como no piensan los que ven. (...) Todo o poema, con el tiempo, es una elegía. Nuestras son las mujeres que nos dejaron, ya no sujetos a la víspera, que es zozobra, y a las alarmes e terrores de la esperanza. No hay otros paraísos que los paraísos perdidos."
Jorge Luis Borges