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Don't think sorry's easily said
Don't try turning tables instead
You've taken lots of chances before
But I ain't gonna give any more
Don't ask me
That's how it goes
Cause part of me knows what you're thinkin'

Don't say words you're gonna regret
Don't let the fire rush to your head
I've heard the accusation before
And I ain't gonna take any more
Believe me
The sun in your Eyes
Made some of the lies worth believing

I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you, I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools, I can cheat you blind
And I don't need to see any more to know that
I can read your mind (looking at you)
I can read your mind (looking at you)
I can read your mind (looking at you)
I can read your mind

Don't leave false illusions behind
Don't cry, I ain't changing my mind
So find another fool like before
Cause I ain't gonna live anymore believing
Some of the lies while
all of the signs are deceiving

A little piece of something
Falling gently down down down
No one understands you like I do

I'd rather be beside you
Everything we know so well
Tell me what you feel now
Show me what you think of it

It's not about us anymore
It's all about the reasons
That we think we're fighting for
It's not about hate
It's not about pain we always feel
I know we have our problems
But we're not the only ones
It's not about you it's not about me
It's not about anger
It's more about the loneliness we feel

How can I begin to
Ask for some forgiveness
For all that we have taken
There's nothing left now

Just a little piece of something
Falling gently down down down
No one understands you no no
Like I do
There's nothing left now

It's not about us anymore
It's all about the reasons
That we think we're fighting for
It's not about hate
It's not about pain we always feel
I know we have our problems
But we're not the only ones
It's not about you it's not about me
It's not about anger
It's more about the loneliness we feel

It's not about us
It's not about hate
It's more about the loneliness we feel, can you feel it
It's not about anger
It's not about wanting
I know we have our problems
But we're not the only ones, we're not the only ones
It's not about you, it's not about me...

Happy Thanksgiving

It's Time To Get Our Priorities in Order
By Gallap
(this is a video made for school about poverty. the song is "mad world" by Gary Jules from the Donnie Darko Soundtrack)

Thirty million people a year die of hunger
Every 3.6 seconds a person dies of hunger
75% of them are childrem.
I believe that the poor will always be there.
I believe that too little people realise how many people live in poverty.
I believe poverty isn't an accident
Poverty, Population, Development
I believe that helping the poor is not always pleasant
I believe that money is no answer to poverty
I believe that when we see how many people are better off than us, we forget how many people are worse off than us.
I believe that anyone who has experienced poverty knows how expensive it is to be poor.

"A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion more than bread" ~ George Bernanos

"A rich man is nothing but poor man with money" ~ WC Fields

"To a man with an empty stomach, food is God." ~ Gandhi

The poverty of our century is unlike that of any other.
It is not, as poverty was before, the result of natural scarcity, but of a set of priorities imposed upon the rest of the world by the rich. ~ John Berger

I believe,
that we,
have the will,
to make poverty,
History.
Because,

Childrem born into poverty are more likely to have been low birth weight babies and are more likely to die in the first month than other childrem. Half the world - over 3 billion people - live on less than US$ 2 a day. Nearly a billion people entered the 21st century unable to read a book or sign their names.

6.45 billion people live on this Earth.
800 million people go to bed hungry every night.

An Australian parking meter makes more in one hour than 2.74 billion people make in a day.

Light

My first real desire to finish with myself was about 1 and 1/2 year ago. I have 2 kids. So I looked for help. To be worst I knew someone who was with me for 1 year and the end was the worst possible. I took a lot of medecines and almost got to the "other side". Waking up after this was awful. I still keep being depressed but Im trying to wake up of this nightmare following the instructions of my doctor. I would like to be a happy person again, being recognized by my smile as I used to be once. None can help us, only ourselves. Hang in there if you are depressed and look for a professional help. It is not a shame. It doesnt mean we are weak but that we are in a weak moment of our lives. A big hug for you and may all light beings lead us to the light again.

Love never hurts. People do.
~ TaZ ~

Dead as dead can be
My doctor tells me
But I just can't believe him
Ever the optimistic one
I'm sure of your ability
To become my perfect enemy

Wake up and face me
Don't play dead 'cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say
You disappoint me
Maybe you're better off this way

Leaning over you here
Cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
Of what you could and might have been
It's your RIGHT and your ability
To become my perfect enemy

Wake up
(Why can’t you?)
And face me
(Come on now)
Don't play dead
(Don’t play dead)
'Cause maybe
(Because maybe)
Someday
(Someday)
I will walk away and say
You disappoint me
Maybe you're better off this way

Maybe you're better off this way (×4)
You're better off this (×2)
Maybe you're better off...

Wake up
(Why can't you?)
And face me
(Come on now)
Don't play dead
(Don’t play dead)
'Cause maybe
(Because maybe)
Someday
(Someday)
I will walk away and say
You fucking disappoint me
Maybe you're better off this way!

Go ahead and play dead
(GO!)
I know that you can hear this
(GO!)
Go ahead and play dead
(GO!)

Why can't you turn and face me?
(WAKE UP!)
Why can't you turn against me?
(WAKE UP!)
Why can't you turn against me?
(WAKE UP!)
Why can't you turn against me?
(GO!)
You fucking disappoint me

Passive-aggressive bullshit.

Universe is by your side

"When a person really desires something,

all the universe conspires to help that person to realize their dream...
Don't give into your fears," said the alchemist,
in a strangely gentle voice.
"If you do, you won't be able to talk to your heart."

May you have a magical life and only brighten days

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in

Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing

Do you know that tehre's still a chance for you
Cause there's a spark in you

You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July

Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own

You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
And when it's time, you'll know

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through

Do it Anyway - The Paradoxical Commandments

1. The version found written on the wall in Mother Teresa's home for children in Calcutta:

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.

-this version is credited to Mother Teresa

_________________________

2. The Original Version:

The Paradoxical Commandments

by Dr. Kent M. Keith

1. People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.
   Love them anyway.
   
2. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
   Do good anyway.
   
3. If you are successful, you win false friends and true enemies.
   Succeed anyway.
   
4. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
   Do good anyway.
   
5. Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
   Be honest and frank anyway.
   
6. The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds.
   Think big anyway.
   
7. People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs.
   Fight for a few underdogs anyway.
   
8. What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
   Build anyway.
   
9. People really need help but may attack you if you do help them.
   Help people anyway.
   
10. Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth.
    Give the world the best you have anyway.

© 1968, 2001 Kent M. Keith

"The Paradoxical Commandments" were written by Kent M. Keith in 1968 as part of a booklet for student leaders.

"Honor has not to be won; it must only not be lost"
Schopenhauer, Arthur

"...It's a hard life
To be true lovers together
To love and live forever in each others hearts -
It's a long hard fight
To learn to care for each other
To trust in one another right from the start
When you're in love..."

- Queen -

Use Somebody

Goccia

Specchio di pioggia e asfalto
ci naviga dentro il cielo
grigio bianco
acqua e cielo

ma tu sei una goccia che non cade
e ritarda la mia guarigione
come ultima frase da terminare

Piccole navi col motore spento
aspettano un segno dal faro
così lontano

specchio di pioggia e asfalto
oggi il mio viso è più leggero
senza pianto
solo acqua e cielo

ma tu sei una goccia che non cade
e rimanda la mia guarigione
come un rumore sospeso che
non esplode

ancora navi col motore spento
aspettano un segno dal faro
così lontano

Fix You

I'm weird

Foucault pendulum

Thanks God for everything you have given to me

"Everything You Want"

Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why

But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return

He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means - a lot - to you
And you don't know why

You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say

But you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for

Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return

I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean - a lot - to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why

(only changed a bit the lyrics - he means a lot to me)

How many times do I have to die? How many times do I have to be born again? How many times do I have to be punished for the others sins? How many times do I need to feel the pain that doesnt belong to me?

I made a lot of mistakes put I payed each one of them in each year of my whole life. Till my birth were difficult, till my childhood was painful, my teen age was something that I never could understand, and as an adult I still feel the hits on my back every single day.

When I feel the breeze of happiness I start fearing because I know it lasts just a little bit.

Why give me to the other humans like to give meat to the beasts? I dont understand why it is happening to me. Will I get this pain till I die again without understand once more? Im just a human, not a divine creature.

If there is nothing you can do God, please, just keep me sane. So, one day I can find the meaning for all this.

Mea Culpa

Doesnt matter what they do with her. Any reaction from her is always her fault. And at just one signal from any human is enough to her being burn like a witch.

Burn witch, burn. In a way or another you will always be the guilty. So, pay for our sins and we can be free to commit more mistakes in your name and be free of all punishment. You will be punished always in our place. It is written in the stars.

There is no place to hide witch. We will always find you to punish you. You are our only hope to survive.

Anybody there? Hello! Anybod...
Dont need to scrrrrrream and call twice little girl, Im always arrrrrrrround. What do ya want frrrom me?
I want to escape!
To where?
Anywhere...... to the stars!
Alone?! Hahaha Ya cant do it alone!
No! You can take me with you!
Did ya already forrrrget all I did to ya? Are ya not afrrrrrrrrrraid ov me? Im a heinous and too scary creaturrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre.
Doesnt matter. Everyone take always a piece of me anyway and they always say sweet words to me. At least you tell me the truth and I want to go with you.
Nope and neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Please, everyone is gone. They always go away and Im in pieces. Im all wierd now, see?
Neverrrrrrrrr tell a single worrrrrrrrrrrrd about that little dirty girrrrl or I will cut all yer finger tips, only to starrrrrrrrrt.
Hmmmm it is not the firrrrrst time ya asked me that... it has to be the lassssst!
Deal! You are the best! The only one is always around! You lend me your wings once remember? :)
Nooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, I will not talk these things anymore. May we go now?
Ya know what to do. Hold my horrible hand dirty girrrrl.
:)

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“Sometimes one pays most for the things one gets for nothing.”
- Albert Eisntein -

Childhood - The Age of Silence.

In the end will be only me and my blog. I used to write in books and since I was a child I liked to read and write. Sories, memories - even being so young - it was like I was 100 years old. I knew everything that would happen to me in the future, not the facts exact but the feelings.
I remember when I was in a nun school, every years we used to go to a Catholic parade. Many schools were there to pray and see the Bishop.

There was an out door that was so impressive for me. It was a ordinary one witha woman, a man and some curtains with strikes. But looking to that outdoor the feeling was so heavy and I didnt understand why. So, once and while I kept looking to the outdoor because we took ages to walk few steps.

The uniform for these days was special made with the best silk all whote. Blouse and a long medium long skirt. We used a white beret on our heads too. It was boring be stand there for long hours. But it was the first time I had some sense of something unknown, that later I notice was related with my adult feelings.

The school was it seems it was in the middle of the jungle and in the night we could hear the little animals talking.

The last floor was for playing and it was big. Our piano classes were on the second floor next to the most beautiful trees and flowers.

There were snakes there too but the gardner always killed them because most had poison.

The school was so beautiful but it was a relief when I finally could start sleeping at home again.

In my vacations I used to go to my uncles home. Mom worked a lot and didnt have time to stay with me even on vacations. Sometimes she was there at the weekends or my dad. But it was always sad when they needed to go.

I can define my childhood as The Age of Silence. We couldnt talk loud, scream or un on the corridors. Only at the last floor we could play at the right time and so do what childrem use to do: play a lot of games, run, scream (not that much) and talk loud.

We had many other ativities but what I liked more was the piano classes.

Silence. Silence to study, to read, to embroidering, to wake up and washing our face, brushing our teeth and make the bed. Everything had to be perfect. Before we leave the sleeping room, the nun used to go to each bed and check if it was all in order.
So, in silence we went to the church and pray and so to the breakfast. At the touch of the little bell we could start talking a bit till be in silence again and be in line to get each one to thier classrooms. In silence.

O Segundo Sol

Quando o segundo sol chegarPara realinhar as órbitas dos planetasDerrubando com assombro exemplarO que os astrônomos diriam se tratarDe um outro cometaQuando o segundo sol chegarPara realinhar as órbitas dos planetasDerrubando com assombro exemplarO que os astrônomos diriam se tratarDe um outro cometaNão digo que não me surpreendiAntes que eu visse, você disse e eu não pude acreditarMas você pode ter certezaQue o seu telefone irá tocarEm sua nova casa que abriga agora a trilhaIncluída nessa minha conversãoEu só queria te contarQue eu fui lá fora e vi dois sóis num diaE a vida que ardia sem explicaçãoQuando o segundo sol chegarPara realinhar as órbitas dos planetasDerrubando com assombro exemplarO que os astrônomos diriam se tratarDe um outro cometaNão digo que não me surpreendiAntes que eu visse, você disse e eu não pude acreditarMas você pode ter certezaQue o seu telefone irá tocarEm sua nova casa que abriga agora a trilhaIncluída nessa minha conversãoEu só queria te contarQue eu fui lá fora e vi dois sóis num diaE a vida que ardia sem explicaçãoO seu telefone irá tocarEm sua nova casa que abriga agora a trilhaIncluída nessa minha conversãoEu só queria te contarQue eu fui lá fora e vi dois sóis num diaE a vida que ardia sem explicaçãoExplicaçãoNão tem explicaçãoExplicação, sem explicaçãoExplicação, não temNão tem explicação, explicaçãoNão tem explicação, não tem, não tem
Compositor: Nando ReisCantora: Cassia Eller

Nobodies

Sometimes we think that the hit is so hard that we think that we will not stand it. Some falls are because we trust too much in another person that we cant believe that what is happening is really happening. At the first sight the pain is so deep that we think to give up of everything. We can try and if it doesnt work, when we come back we are sure that nothing would never change. Who cares?
Theres no one, a being to whom we can go and say: "Hey, what do I do now?" All you can hear is the sound of your own voice or your own words said in your thoughts.
In the dark times is when we find some precious person that come to your life only to bring some fresh air to your soul. They dont have any other meaning. But only for the support in that moment they will never be forgotten.

One of the advantages of walk alone is, you always know what is the next step. If you dont want do know is up to you, but you can make plans with yourself and never fail. Maybe the results cannot be what you were expecting but this is another story.
The advantage of walking with another one is: you both can search for the answers together. But not everybody was born to walk in pairs.

At the beginning of everything we were only stardust and from that all the things were formed. In theory we all are brothers because our essence is the same since the beginning of the times. But why we see people against people, we will never know. At some point we started to be apart and changed our essence from all the others from our universal family. We are nobodies, or maybe the virus of a big system and we have to be destroyed.

And if the pain is too much we need to be ready to leave and survive. Dont be afraid. Time heals everything.

All bad experience give us a learning. Most of them tell us about how mean, coward and betrayer the human being can be. If we have only honest people in this world.. but it is a dream. Doesnt match with the human nature that is so imperfect.
Human being are the only one animal in nature that kills for pleasure. And there are many ways of killing someone.
Never give a second chance to anyone to put you down. Betrayal: Tolerance ZERO! Is the only way to survive in this stone jungle.

Viking

Today a bit o' sun smiled for me. I knew my friend in at the early beginning of 2008. I was in another city working like crazy. A place in the middle of nowhere and with a hot weather. Everything seemed to be easy at the beginning but for the mistake of the company who didnt make the right research we all lost money and time there. In my free time I started to take a lot of pics of the sky, with sun, when was lightining. The storms there were really strong. All that big noise it was the only thing that made me feel alive. After the storm a red sky apeared and everything was calm again. But I was bored and frustrated. So, accidentally I knew him. It was trust at the first sight.

Everytime that something wrong is happening to me he writes me a message. from wherever he is. The connection between us still exists and I guess will never end. "I have a pic in my mind from you Tania. A nice one my friend." It seems he knew that I needed a big hug as only good friends with big hearts are able to give. Thank you my friend.

We both know a lot of music, mainly him. So there is not a special one. It is hard to chose only one. But with this one I remember that it was the day he asked me: "What is happening to my little friend today?"

He will be always a special friend to me. Like those few ones that can take ages for you to find again but when we meet it is like the time has stopped and everything is exactly the the same, only with more stories to tell.

I really have few but really few friends. I can count in one of my hands. But each one are more than a billion stars. Thats why a simple "hello" is always so special.

Enjoy the silence

Still the silence and the beginning of few thoughts about how I feel myself. Im not happy or unhappy either. For some reason the end of some things gave me a kind of relief. Maybe my reality would be worst than that I live now. Im so long alone that I think I wouldn't know to share my space with a strange person. I can share with my kids because they are myself in some way.

Did I want to go? And if not, why?

I thought the storm would be horrible. But Im so quiet and I dont feel anything. It is like nothing had happened or if happened, it was a long time ago. I dont miss anything.

That's why, maybe, Im a survivor. Always ready move on, change of plans or start over again in a completelly different way.

There are still some dark clouds in the sky but for different reasons that I cant explain.


Nice that everything has an end.

Forgiveness

STROKE (AVC IN PORTUGUESE)

After doing my morning provocation - it relax me - it is time to the real world.

One of my cousins with only 43 years old, suddenly couldnt talk and his family took him to the hospital. He stayed there sleeping for 2 days and no one could find out what was happening with him, even with tests. The doctor said that he only would get out of there when they could prove that he had a stroke. Yesterday he started talking a bit but couldnt stand his head. Strokes mostly leaves a mark and then we start thinking about how was in the past.

I was searching and I could find a video that explain in a simple way what is a stroke. And it is not a beautiful thing at all. But he is a stronng and health person. Now just wait and take the medication.

And all the magic was gone. After all the battles she needed something great to trust in anything again and it was just destroyed. All she wanted was a bit of respect and she got nothing at all. How come to see beauty in something that was so corrupted by the will of a man? There was not bad feelings though. The shock were so imense that washed away even a single bit of sense.

Some people come into your life looking after your light. When they get to take it from you, they leave you. When they cant get to take your light, they follow you waiting for the next opportunity to break you down.

And some day the same hand that hold her, threw her away.
But something happened. She didnt fall.
She was not a leaf.

The leaf was slowly falling down to the ground. It seems that she would be there - on the ground to where she was slowly falling - till the rain, the air, the animals or the steps of the people could detroy her completelly.

While she was falling - and almost getting to the ground - she felt something warm. Someone took her and carried her away .


Life will never be the same.

The lamp that was turned off - but still hot - is finally getting cold. How come to keep it warm while the connections are getting lost? It is a kind of strange freedom, another gate.