Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Lhasa De Sela - El Desierto
He venido al desierto pa irme de tu amor
Que el desierto es más tierno y la espina besa mejor
He venido a este centro de la nada pa gritar
Que tú nunca mereciste lo que tanto quise dar
Que tú nunca mereciste lo que tanto quise dar
He venido al desierto pa irme de tu amor
Que el desierto es más tierno y la espina besa mejor
He venido a este centro de la nada pa gritar
Que tú nunca mereciste
He venido yo corriendo olvidándome de ti
Dame un beso pajarillo no te asustes colibrí
He venido encendida al desierto pa quemar
Porque el alma prende fuego cuando deja de amar
Porque el alma prende fuego cuando deja de amar
He venido yo corriendo olvidándome de ti
Dame un beso pajarillo y no te asustes colibrí
He venido encendida al desierto pa quemar
Porque el alma prende fuego
He venido al desierto pa irme de tu amor
Que el desierto es más tierno y la espina besa mejor
He venido a este centro de la nada pa gritar
Que tú nunca mereciste lo que tanto quise dar
He venido yo corriendo olvidándome de ti
Dame un beso pajarillo y no te asustes colibrí
He venido encendida al desierto pa quemar
Porque el alma prende fuego
Diamond Day
Just another diamond day
Just a blade of grass
Just another bale of hay
And the horses pass.
Just another field to plough
Just a grain of wheat
Just a sack of seed to sow
And the children eat.
Just another life to live
Just a word to say
Just another love to give
And a diamond day
Just a blade of grass
Just another bale of hay
And the horses pass.
Just another field to plough
Just a grain of wheat
Just a sack of seed to sow
And the children eat.
Just another life to live
Just a word to say
Just another love to give
And a diamond day
- Vashti Bunyan
Durmo ou não?
Durmo ou não? Passam juntas em minha alma
Coisas da alma e da vida em confusão,
Nesta mistura atribulada e calma
Em que não sei se durmo ou não.
Sou dois seres e duas consciências
Como dois homens indo braço-dado.
Sonolento revolvo omnisciências,
Turbulentamente estagnado.
Mas, lento, vago, emerjo de meu dois.
Disperto. Enfim: sou um, na realidade.
Espreguiço-me. Estou bem... Porquê depois,
De quê, esta vaga saudade?
-Fernando Pessoa
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Para ser grande, sê inteiro
Para ser grande, sê inteiro:
Nada teu exagera ou exclui.
Sê todo em cada coisa.
Põe quanto és
No mínimo que fazes.
Assim, em cada lago, a lua toda
Brilha, porque alta vive
- Ricardo Reis ( heterónimo de Fernando Pessoa)
Chamo-Te
Chamo-te porque tudo está ainda no princípio
E suportar é o tempo mais comprido.
Peço-te que venhas e me dês a liberdade,
Que um só de teus olhares me purifique e acabe.
Há muitas coisas que não quero ver.
Peço-te que sejas o presente.
Peço-te que inundes tudo.
E que o teu reino antes do tempo venha
E se derrame sobre a terra em Primavera feroz precipitado.
Monday, June 27, 2011
The Beginner
"There is no solution to this decaying been,
to high-rise on the winds.
There is no solution to this decaying been, navigate the oceans and suck all the salt from it's depths.
This decaying been has to get to the bottom of the abyss, undress all his rough and worn skin, tear out his spy snake eater eyes; stagger his Sphinx body and dance to the silence and emptiness of the cosmos.
His tongue must curl up with the acidity and hardness of a diamond, suspended in the mouth of an angel-lion.
And than he has to implode like a dying star.
Breaking up like a silver apple; setting his body on fire until his soul, in high flames, screens and flees from himself, tie up in comet's tail.
He has to rip out his name as if it were written in a pro-fain book.
This decaying been has to go till the very end of everything. Look Death straight in it's eyes and then, with a smile, raise up, and stand tall, more beautiful and strong that the immensity of the universe.
He will be remembered as "The Beginner".
- Me
to high-rise on the winds.
There is no solution to this decaying been, navigate the oceans and suck all the salt from it's depths.
This decaying been has to get to the bottom of the abyss, undress all his rough and worn skin, tear out his spy snake eater eyes; stagger his Sphinx body and dance to the silence and emptiness of the cosmos.
His tongue must curl up with the acidity and hardness of a diamond, suspended in the mouth of an angel-lion.
And than he has to implode like a dying star.
Breaking up like a silver apple; setting his body on fire until his soul, in high flames, screens and flees from himself, tie up in comet's tail.
He has to rip out his name as if it were written in a pro-fain book.
This decaying been has to go till the very end of everything. Look Death straight in it's eyes and then, with a smile, raise up, and stand tall, more beautiful and strong that the immensity of the universe.
He will be remembered as "The Beginner".
- Me
Fear
"How does one kill fear, I wonder?
How do you shoot a spectre through the heart,
slash off its spectral head, take it by the spectral throat?"
Character
"Character is higher than intellect. A great soul will be strong to live as well as think."
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Seen Faeries
"Every child must remember laying his head in the grass,
staring into the infinitesimal forest and seeing it grow populous with fairy armies."
- Robert Louis Stevenson
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.
"Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfas?"
-Lewis Carroll
"While the laughter of joy is in full harmony with our deeper life, the laughter of amusement should be kept apart from it. The danger is too great of thus learning to look at solemn things in a spirit of mockery, and to seek in them opportunities for exercising wit."
- Lewis Carroll
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Fairies of the Garden
"There may be fairies at the bottom of the garden.
There is no evidence for it, but you can't prove that there aren't any,
so shouldn't we be agnostic with respect to fairies?”
- Richard Dawkins
Which path i should take?
"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" - said Alice
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to." - said the Cat
"I don't much care where –"
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go."
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to." - said the Cat
"I don't much care where –"
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go."
- Lewis Carroll (Alice in Wonderland)
Monday, June 20, 2011
Secret of Life
"One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth doing is what we do for others.
And that includes all living creatures."
Essence
"The energy of the mind is the essence of life.
The whole is more than the sum of its parts."
- Aristotle
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Chaos
"One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star."
- Friedrich Nietzsche
Abyss
"And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you."
- Friedrich Nietzsche
"And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.
And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh."
- Friedrich Nietzsche
Dignity
“When all this started, I asked myself, 'Am I going to withdraw from the world, like most people do, or am I going to live?' I decided I am going to live-or at least try to live-the way I want, with dignity, with courage, with humor, with composure”
- Mitch Albom
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Pandora's Box
"Hope, which whispered from Pandora's box after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things. Without it, there is only time. And time pushes at our backs like a centrifuge, forcing outward and away, until it nudges us into oblivion. It's a law of motion, a fact of physics, no different from the stages of white dwarfs and red giants. Like all things in the universe, we are destined from birth to diverge. Time is simply the yardstick of our separation. If we are particles in a sea of distance, exploded from an original whole, then there is a science to our solitude. We are lonely in proportion to our years."
- Ian Caldwell (The Rule of Four)
Women
"As a woman I have no country. As a woman my country is the whole world.
Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses
possessing the power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size."
-Virginia Woolf
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
A Walk in the Park
It was a beautiful sunny day when Miss Lady Fox decided to go out for a walk.
She grabbed her hat and her purse and closed the door behind her.
"Thoughts come clearly while one walks" - she thought.
"The moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to flow."
Along the side walk she saw a lot of couples holding hands, with happiness in their eyes
She turned away her eyes and looked to the floor, holding her sadness inside her cheast
She was decided not to feel bad with herself in that sunny day,
So she swallowed her pride and looked straight forward
with a fake smile for everyone to see.
The Park was to her like a book: memories were left behind
like pages that have been already read.
But still she was willing to read them again, over and over,
until a new chapter started to emerge.
How could she explain that she needed to know that the trees were still there,
and the lake and the same sky...
Even though...He wouldn't be there anymore, underneath the same tree.
She knew it, but still she kept going to the same spot, were they once met.. long time ago.
"If you are willing to walk to seek, you shall find." - She said to herself.
And when she climbed the hill, towards the old tree, in that normal sunny day,
with her heart pounding like usual, with a glimmer of hope,
she actually found him and a new chapter finally begin.
- Me
Princesa Desalento
Minh'alma é a Princesa Desalento,
Como um Poeta lhe chamou, um dia.
É revoltada, trágica, sombria,
Como galopes infernais de vento!
É frágil como o sonho dum momento,
Soturna como preces de agonia,
Vive do riso duma boca fria!
Minh'alma é a Princesa Desalento...
Altas horas da noite ela vagueia...
E ao luar suavíssimo, que anseia,
Põe-se a falar de tanta coisa morta!
O luar ouve a minh'alma, ajoelhado,
E vai traçar, fantástico e gelado,
A sombra duma cruz à tua porta...
Como um Poeta lhe chamou, um dia.
É revoltada, trágica, sombria,
Como galopes infernais de vento!
É frágil como o sonho dum momento,
Soturna como preces de agonia,
Vive do riso duma boca fria!
Minh'alma é a Princesa Desalento...
Altas horas da noite ela vagueia...
E ao luar suavíssimo, que anseia,
Põe-se a falar de tanta coisa morta!
O luar ouve a minh'alma, ajoelhado,
E vai traçar, fantástico e gelado,
A sombra duma cruz à tua porta...
- Florbela Espanca, in "Livro de Sóror Saudade"
A Fairy Tale
When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces,
and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.
And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy.
So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl.
- James M. Barrie in "Peter Pan"
Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.
- William Butler Yeats in "The Land of Heart's Desire"
I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons.
It all exists, even if it's in your mind.
Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now.
- John Lennon
Child of the pure, unclouded brow
And dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet and I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy tale.
And dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet and I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy tale.
-Lewis Carroll
When I sound the fairy call,
Gather here in silent meeting,
Chin to knee on the orchard wall,
Cooled with dew and cherries eating.
Merry, merry, Take a cherry
Mine are sounder, Mine are rounder
Mine are sweeter, For the eater
When the dews fall. And you'll be fairies all.
~
- Robert Graves
Soft moss a downy pillow makes, and green leaves spread a tent,
Where Faerie fold may rest and sleep until their night is spent.
The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light,
The twinkling stars are candles bright, Sleep, Faeries all, Good Night.
~
- Elizabeth T. Dillingham
The Land of Faery,
Where nobody gets old and godly and grave,
Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise,
Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue.
- William Butler Yeats
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Young Fox Love
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
-William Shakespeare
Friday, June 10, 2011
Everlasting Love
"This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for,
unexpected - in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness.
It took entire possession of him, and he understood,
with joyous amazement, that this was for life!"
- Thomas Mann
Thursday, June 9, 2011
The Illusionist
"My illusion's tricks are not about my personal dreams and
my personal fantasies.
They are in fact, based in all humanity's dreams!
I can create in an illusion what everyone wants and wishes to see,
and make them believe that the illusion is the real truth..."
- Me
Alice's Dream
'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice.
'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'We're all mad here.'
- Lewis Carroll
- Lewis Carroll
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