Que sorte a minha poder escrever o que penso e sinto. Se não fosse isso, sufocava, de certeza.
terça-feira, setembro 30, 2008
Beijo
é um procedimento inteligentemente desenvolvido para a interrupção mútua da fala quando as palavras se tornam desnecessárias ou insuficientes.
segunda-feira, setembro 29, 2008
domingo, setembro 28, 2008
sábado, setembro 27, 2008
Partilha
Quando partilhamos aquilo que nos vai na alma, tudo parece fazer mais sentido.
É a sensação de leveza e liberdade.
É a sensação de leveza e liberdade.
sexta-feira, setembro 26, 2008
Actos de magia
Ele disse que tudo o que eu fizesse tinha de ser um acto de feitiçaria.
Um acto livre de expectativas invasivas, medos de falhar, esperanças de sucesso.
Livre do culto do eu; tudo o que fizesse tinha de ser de pronto, um trabalho de mágica onde eu livremente me abria para os impulsos do infinito.
Um acto livre de expectativas invasivas, medos de falhar, esperanças de sucesso.
Livre do culto do eu; tudo o que fizesse tinha de ser de pronto, um trabalho de mágica onde eu livremente me abria para os impulsos do infinito.
Decisões
Incrivelmente o universo parece mesmo conspirar a meu favor.
Várias hipóteses surgem. O que me leva ao momento das decisões.
:S
Várias hipóteses surgem. O que me leva ao momento das decisões.
:S
quinta-feira, setembro 25, 2008
quarta-feira, setembro 24, 2008
terça-feira, setembro 23, 2008
segunda-feira, setembro 22, 2008
domingo, setembro 21, 2008
Despedida
Este é o início de um novo e importante ciclo de ideias e opiniões e novas formas de comunicação.
Hora de deixar para trás antigas ideias e noções que não têm mais lugar na minha vida. De perceber todas as alternativas importantes e aproveitar as oportunidades mesmo aquelas que parecem demasiado arriscadas ou idealistas.
Momento de traçar planos e tomar iniciativas. Isso significa actuar em novas áreas e viver outras experiências gratificantes. E claro deixar para trás a mania da perfeição impossível.
Hora de deixar para trás antigas ideias e noções que não têm mais lugar na minha vida. De perceber todas as alternativas importantes e aproveitar as oportunidades mesmo aquelas que parecem demasiado arriscadas ou idealistas.
Momento de traçar planos e tomar iniciativas. Isso significa actuar em novas áreas e viver outras experiências gratificantes. E claro deixar para trás a mania da perfeição impossível.
sábado, setembro 20, 2008
sexta-feira, setembro 19, 2008
Ah! E esta?!
Então não é que, astrologicamente falando, os 30 anos começam hoje às 17h03 e não amanhã, às 10h45???
É sempre pretexto para comemorar duas vezes ;)
É sempre pretexto para comemorar duas vezes ;)
quinta-feira, setembro 18, 2008
quarta-feira, setembro 17, 2008
Hold still
In this little town cars they don't slow down
The lonely people here
They throw lonely stares
Into their lonely hearts
I watch the traffic lights
I drift on Christmas nights
I wanna set it straight
I wanna make it right
But girl you're so far away
Oh, hold still for a moment and I'll find you
I'm so close, I'm just a small step behind you girl
And I could hold you if you just stood still
I jaywalk through this town
I drop leaves on the ground
But lonely people here
Just gaze their eyes on air
And miss the autumn roar
I roam through traffic lights
I fade through Christmas nights
I wanna set it straight
I wanna make it right
But man you're so far away
Oh, I'll hold still for a moment so you'll find me
You're so close, I can feel you all around me boy
I know you're somewhere out there
I know you're somewhere out there
Oh, hold still for a moment and I'll find you
You're so close, I can feel you all around me
And I could hold you if you just stood still
Oh, I'll hold still for a moment so you'll find me
I'm so close, I'm just a small step behind you
I know you're somewhere out there
I know you're somewhere out there
I know you're somewhere out there
The lonely people here
They throw lonely stares
Into their lonely hearts
I watch the traffic lights
I drift on Christmas nights
I wanna set it straight
I wanna make it right
But girl you're so far away
Oh, hold still for a moment and I'll find you
I'm so close, I'm just a small step behind you girl
And I could hold you if you just stood still
I jaywalk through this town
I drop leaves on the ground
But lonely people here
Just gaze their eyes on air
And miss the autumn roar
I roam through traffic lights
I fade through Christmas nights
I wanna set it straight
I wanna make it right
But man you're so far away
Oh, I'll hold still for a moment so you'll find me
You're so close, I can feel you all around me boy
I know you're somewhere out there
I know you're somewhere out there
Oh, hold still for a moment and I'll find you
You're so close, I can feel you all around me
And I could hold you if you just stood still
Oh, I'll hold still for a moment so you'll find me
I'm so close, I'm just a small step behind you
I know you're somewhere out there
I know you're somewhere out there
I know you're somewhere out there
terça-feira, setembro 16, 2008
segunda-feira, setembro 15, 2008
domingo, setembro 14, 2008
Warwick Avenue
When I get to Warwick Avenue...
Meet me by the entrance of the tube.
We can talk things over, a little time...
Promise me you won't step outta line.
When I get to Warwick Avenue...
Please drop the past and be true.
Don't think we're okay, just because I'm here...
You hurt me bad, but I won't shed a tear.
I'm leaving you for the last time baby...
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I've been confused outta’ my mind lately...
You think you're loving but I want to be free.
Baby you've hurt me.
When I get to Warwick Avenue...
We'll spend an hour, but no more than two.
Our only chance to speak, once more...
I showed you the answers, now here's the door.
When I get to Warwick Avenue...
I'll tell you baby, that we're through.
I'm leaving you for the last time baby...
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I've been confused outta’ my mind lately...
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I want to be free, baby you've hurt me.
All those days spent together, I wished for better,
But I didn't want the train to come.
Now it's departed,
I'm broken hearted, seems like we never started.
All the days spent together, when I wished for better,
And I didn't want the train to come
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I want to be free, baby you've hurt me.
You don't love me,
I want to be free,
Baby you've hurt me.
Meet me by the entrance of the tube.
We can talk things over, a little time...
Promise me you won't step outta line.
When I get to Warwick Avenue...
Please drop the past and be true.
Don't think we're okay, just because I'm here...
You hurt me bad, but I won't shed a tear.
I'm leaving you for the last time baby...
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I've been confused outta’ my mind lately...
You think you're loving but I want to be free.
Baby you've hurt me.
When I get to Warwick Avenue...
We'll spend an hour, but no more than two.
Our only chance to speak, once more...
I showed you the answers, now here's the door.
When I get to Warwick Avenue...
I'll tell you baby, that we're through.
I'm leaving you for the last time baby...
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I've been confused outta’ my mind lately...
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I want to be free, baby you've hurt me.
All those days spent together, I wished for better,
But I didn't want the train to come.
Now it's departed,
I'm broken hearted, seems like we never started.
All the days spent together, when I wished for better,
And I didn't want the train to come
You think you're loving but you don't love me.
I want to be free, baby you've hurt me.
You don't love me,
I want to be free,
Baby you've hurt me.
sábado, setembro 13, 2008
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