Monday, April 07, 2008
Noturno
Friday, March 28, 2008
Chão de Giz
Há meros devaneios tolos a me torturar
Fotografias recortadas em jornais de folhas amiúde
Eu vou te jogar num pano de guardar confetes
Eu vou te jogar num pano de guardar confetes
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Disparo balas de canhão, é inútil pois existe um grão-vizir
Há tantas violetas velhas sem um colibri
Queria usar quem sabe, uma camisa de força ou de vênus
Mas não vão gozar de nós apenas um cigarro
Nem vou lhe beijar gastando assim o meu batom
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Agora pego um caminhão, na lona vou a nocaute outra vez
Pra sempre fui acorrentado no seu calcanhar
Meus vinte anos de "boy", "that's over, baby" , Freud explica
Não vou me sujar fumando apenas um cigarro
Nem vou lhe beijar gastando assim o meu batom
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Quanto ao pano dos confetes já passou meu carnaval
E isso explica porque o sexo é assunto popular
No mais estou indo embora ...
No mais estou indo embora ...
No mais...
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my translation:
I get down from that loneliness and spread things on a floor of chalk
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Ghost of Horus
"Immortal (Ad Vitam) is the epic movie by the most talented comic & graphic novel author Enki Bilal. The film is based on the first and second part of his "Nikopol trilogy" ("La Foire aux immortels" and "La Femme piège").
Main human characters are: Jill Bioskop and Alcide Nikopol."
Reincarnation By Ghost In The Shell
(Ancient Japanese)
a Ga Maeba, Kuwashime Yoini Keri
a Ga Maeba, Teru Tsuki Toyomu Nari
yobai Ni Kami Amakudarite,
yoha Ake, Nuedori Naku.
tookamiemitame
tookamiemitame
tookamiemitame
.
.
.
(Translation)
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Depression

Many things can trigger debilitating depression. Feelings of depression are caused by a chemical change that affects how the brain functions.
A normally functioning brain is a giant messaging system that controls everything from your heartbeat, to walking, to your emotions. The brain is made up of billions of nerve cells called neurons. These neurons send and receive messages from the rest of your body, using brain chemicals called neurotransmitters.

These brain chemicals—in varying amounts—are responsible for our emotional state. Depression happens when these chemical messages aren’t delivered correctly between brain cells, disrupting communication.

Think of a telephone: if your phone has a weak signal, you may not hear the person on the other end. Their communication is muted or unclear.

The good news is that there are many forms of treatment that can help you cope with depression, including medications that can strengthen weak signals by raising the levels of certain neurotransmitters, or by improving the neurons’ ability to process signals. This ensures that the brain’s vital messages are delivered—loud and clear.
If you notice that your son, daughter, your brother, sister, parents, a friend, are acting different, being isolated of all people, with sad eyes looking to nowhere, talk to them, show them your love and take them to a doctor.
You can save a life.
see an animation about how it works: http://www.depression.com/depression_animation.html?content=understanding&
note: article published by http://www.depression.com/
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Gold Passion
Like if you're walking down to your car one day
Saturday, March 08, 2008
The Gate

The secret is not in the stars my dear. First you need to dive within yourself.
But what is there inside of me? I already know and I don't want to go!!
There you will find the universe.
I don't have such beautiful things inside of me.. mainly a whole universe!
Dive. I will be waiting for you there.
Nooo!!! You won't! Nobody waits for anybody!!!
I didn't tell you that it would be easy. You have to go.
Will I die?
Sunday, March 02, 2008
The Invisible Battle
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Rho Ophiuchi
note: read more clicking on the tittle of this post
Monday, February 04, 2008
It's Carnival In Brazil!!!
I couldnt write before but Carnival started on Saturday, February 2th! I talked about Carnival some time back and I'm gonna paste the link cause there's a whole history about Brazilian Carnival there.
http://www.madmaktub.com/2005/01/thats-carnaval.html
But THIS is the spirit. Brazilians say that the year just begins to after Carnival, mainly in Rio de Janeiro and Bahia!!! lool
But Carnival is not just some days off. Carnival is time for business too. A School of Samba prepares its parade the whole year and this is an incredible work who brings a lot of tourists for our country!
You dont need to be a beauty
but need to have just ONE and important thing:
JOY!!!
Joy to be there
Joy to be yourself
Joy to be other self just for some days
Joy to wash your sorrows and pain away
Joy to be alive...
even for some days!
The Divas of Brazilian Carnival 2008!!!
But the top of this party is always the work of a zillions people behind the scenes, the bright, the light , the people and sure, all those beauties. How I hate them! lool!!! They are incredible beautiful and happy! God bless you girls!
And God Bless Brazilians! We are survivers! And the smile we keep on our faces represents our way to live! Cheers!!!
And the party is still ON!!!
Friday, January 04, 2008
New Year
The year started as any other day. In a distant land she looked to the sky. There was nothing different. Looking around she couldnt find anything to make her feel something. But she was not sad. She was grateful to God to come to her heart again. It was not too bad walking alone cause she was not alone anyway.
She remembered that one day she was in the dark - in the darkness of her soul. She was taking shower and her tears and the water was the same thing. "Please help me" - she asks. At the same day someone came and started to talk abt good and evil. And the person described someone who wanted to jump from a high place to the darkness. She recognized herself in those words and she knew that was God talking to her through that person. Suddenly she felt that the pain in her back was gone. She could breath as before. Finally she started to believe again.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Somewhere....
Walking alone in a small and desert city and buying some beers. Everything around was in silence. I could hear the noise of my steps. If it was in my own city I wouldnt be on the street - mainly alone. I dont like to drink alone but I need to relax today.
Inside a feeling of beeing out of reality. Everybody is gone. Just two of us are here at the same hotel. Tomorrow will be only me.
I miss my family, my kids. But I cant come back. Not now. After all those changes that are still on I dont know what I am. They wouldnt be proud of me now.
When we are weak nobody loves you, nobody wants you, nobody needs you. When you are weak you are easier to let others use you. I've learned with time that just the ones who are with you in those difficult times will be the ones who will be with you forever (a despite of knowing that nothing is forever anyway). Till now I didnt find anyone like that. Not in my real life... well.. maybe my ex-husband. He does what he can. I guess he has his own life now..a family.. I dont know. He never talk abt this with me.
But what I am talking about is a real friend. That one who feels what you are feeling without you say any word. Anyways, I use to isolate myself when Im not fine.
Is common when we feel like that we start thinking abt past and all those possibilities that never happened.. or never will. Im just trying to keep me sane. But I cant avoid to think that I have some of old ghosts of my childhood now. They say that life is repetitive..thats it. The true is: Im feeling lost. I cant get even to look into others eyes. Im afraid that they find out that Im lost. What is this now? Is it not enough all these years? Since 2005 I cant control my life. Or maybe just now Im minding it.
Im starting to feel sleepy now. But Im not calm down. I need to go to somewhere.. I just dont know where exactly. Im alone. I dont see anything interesting in people anymore even feeling sometimes that they are humans like me. All my life just to check that life is only this.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Ex.............
We used to work a lot.. day n night. When he was at home I was ready to get out and vice-versa. Once I thought that the love was gone... so I decided to go away. I couldnt live with someone without love. If I'd have waited a bit more all those doubts would fade away.
He is honest and his word is more than a zillion dollars.. in a world like that where will I find someone like him? I can't say anything now...at least not for him. Now he has an important travel agency and I am nothing. I remember when we started together..working hard. I was so happy even at the end of a hard day cause we had each other. He is the best partner someone can have... but is done. Nothing will change the past now.
Once in a while I find someone who I think is so good..in fact, a so rare thing to happen. But soon I notice that I am wrong. People use people..it will never change. The best I can do is just think about my work. Working hard again.. I know something good will happen.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Barbecue
Saturday, December 15, 2007
My best friend
Friday, December 14, 2007
~
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Far From Home...- and from myself -
Far From Home.. - an offline message to Shashi -
GoodBye: im far from home with different people..really different among themselves
GoodBye: people that i would never talk in a normal situation
GoodBye: i like to talk but living together is completelly different
GoodBye: how much i miss u and our talks
GoodBye: when i could hear the monkeys and dream that i was just a kid
GoodBye: i will never grow up..i will ever hide this kid inside of me
GoodBye: but all this is a learning
GoodBye: a dificult learning to a proud person as me
GoodBye: im learning that i like to be right all the time, that im too proud
GoodBye: and that i needed to see that a long time ago..i didnt notice how bad i am and how much i need to learn
GoodBye: im so tired of myself
GoodBye: i will never forget you
Friday, October 26, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Lost for Words
I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in a cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralysed
I thought that everything else would just wait
.
While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night
.
To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
because there'll be no safety in numbers
When the right one walks out of the door
.
Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While the ivy grows over the door
.
So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Porcelain

- Tue Feb 06, 2007 -
You too my cute Shashi.
All the time it was always there
And I didnt even notice.
Just now I see
You were always part of me.
Porcupine.
L & L
goobye
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Too late
Monday, September 24, 2007
Birthday's present

Hi Tania
so time for me to explain my IM
be patient :P
Are you dead, or breath still holds you
Are you sick, or the smiles still moulds you
[This just asks you whether you are happy with your life now, or still the same sad gloomy days :) ]
Cherishing the words you 'mercied upon me I think of you , it's not very long ago
Life unfolds itself, the games are different
Different for you and me and me and you
[This is just a comment on the uncertainty of life, the truth that we actually controls nothing. The second line 'you & me' and 'me and you' stresses the difference in which we two see the life as and the life for you and me in general]
We must play it, in the way of our own
Difference shall remain in the space of playing zone
[This says that anyhow we have to LIVE, and though we have our own problems, joyous moments, we both have a common thing, that is LIVING]
Still your time feel good, your thoughts dig deep
Out of the real, this heart cries for your more
[ This shows how I sometime miss you, your words and the next line reflects how bad I feel for the mismatch in our lives(age,place). I wish I could be with you in your time space ( or vice versa). I wish I could know you better, give you more.But that's unreal :)]
Funny is the world, funny is the bond
Of a man and a woman, whom the love forgets
[This shows my disappointment over the kind of relationship man & woman have now. The love, my love is devoid of human body, it's in spirits, as individuals, not just sentimental and I am scared I may not find such a life partner]
It exists no more, stil remains the sole truth
[This last line reflects the need of a COMMON IDEA of life, purpose, material things, spiritual things, in short everything between two humans ( esp man & women, romantically involved) .Even if such an understanding is not there, there must be INCLINATION to move in such direction. And I feel changing trends ( lifestyle, instant gratification, thoughtless position of humans creates the problems throughout their life..... bla bla bla]
Sorry..from next time I will be .. clear and not poetic ( damn I don't know I almost invariably talk people online through mails or msgs in verses :D ) ... I never think twice what I am writing.. just it looks like a poem :P
Kidding.. keep it on :)
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Crazy
He talks about the people going under.
Only child know...
A man decides after seventy years,
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door.
While those around him criticize and sleep...
And through a fractal on a breaking wall,
I see you my friend, and touch your face again.
Miracles will happen as we trip.
But we're never gonna survive, unless...
We get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive, unless...
We are a little... Cray...cray...cray...
...Crazy yellow people walking through my head.
One of them's got a gun, to shoot the other one.
And yet together they were friends at school
Ohh, get it, get it, get it, get it no no!
If all were there when we first took the pill,
Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe...
Miracles will happen as we speak.
But we're never gonna survive unless...
We get a little crazy.
No we're never gonna survive unless...
We are a little...
Crazy...
No no, never survive, unless we get a little...
bit...
Amanda decides to go along after seventeen years...
Oh darlin...
In a sky full of people, only some want to fly,
Isn't that crazy?
In a world full of people, only some want to fly,
Isn't that crazy?
Crazy...
In a heaven of people there's only some want to fly,
Ain't that crazy?
In a world full of people there's only some want to fly,
Isn't that crazy?
Isn't that crazy...
But we're never gonna survive unless,
we get a little crazy..
crazy..
No we're never gonna to survive unless we are a little...
crazy..
But we're never gonna survive unless,
we get a little crazy..
crazy..
No we're never gonna to survive unless,
we are a little..
crazy..
No no, never survive unless,
we get a little bit...
And then you see things
The size
Of which you've never known before
They'll break it
Someday...
Only child know....
Them things
The size
Of which you've never known before
Someday...
Someway...
Someday...
Someway...
Someday...
Someway...
Someday...
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Carmina Burana O Fortuna - Carl Orff
O Fortuna, velut luna, statu variabilis..........
Semper crescis aut decrescis;
vita detestabilis
Nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem
Egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem.
.
Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis,
Status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis
Obumbrata, et velata michi quoque niteris;
Nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris.
.
Sors salutis et virtutis michi nunc contraria,
Est affectus et defectus semper in angaria.
Hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite;
Quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes plangite!
____
O Fortune, like the moon, you are changeable
Ever waxing and waning;
detestable life
First oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it;
Poverty and power dissolves like ice.
.
Fate inhuman and inane, whirl you inconstant wheel,
You are malevolent; vain salvation always dissoluble,
Darkened and veiled you curse me too;
Now through the game I bring my bare back to your villainy.
.
Fate is against me in health and virtue,
Driven on and weighted down, always enslaved.
So at this hour without delay pluck the pulsating strings;
Since Fate strikes down the strong man, everyone weep with me!
.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Weekend
.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Goccia - Drop
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
.
.
.
Mirror of rain and pave
sails us within the sky
grey white
water and sky
.
but you are a drop that does not fall
and delays my recovery
like a last sentence to finish
.
Small ships with engine extinguished
wait for a mark from the light
so far away
.
mirror of rain and pave
today my face is lighter
without cry
only water and sky
.
but you are a drop that does not fall
and returns my recovery
like a noise suspended
that does not explode
.
still ships with engine extinguished
wait for a mark from the light
so far away
Thursday, September 13, 2007
If...

This is the first song he sent for me.
But as everything..it finished.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Home

So I'm going home.
.
.
.
but..
where "home" is?
.
.
.
Thursday, September 06, 2007
BRAVO PAVAROTTI! R.I.P

Miserere, miserere
Miserere, misero me
Pero brindo alla vita!
Ma che mistero, e la mia vita
Che mistero
Sono un peccatore dell'anno ottantamila
Un menzognero!
Ma dove sono e cosa faccio
Come vivo?
Vivo nell'anima del mondo
Perso nel vivere profondo!
Miserere, misero me
Pero brindo alla vita!
Io sono il santo che ti ha tradito
Quando eri solo
E vivo altrove e osservo il mondo
Dal cielo
E vedo il mare e le foreste
Vedo me che....
Vivo nell'anima del mondo
Perso nel vivere profondo!
Miserere, misero me
Pero brindo alla vita!
Se c'e una notte buia abbastanza
Da nascondermi, nascondermi
Se c'e una luce, una speranza
Sole magnifico che splendi dentro di me
Dammi la gioia di vivere che ancora non c'e

Misery, misery,
Misery, miserable me
But I drink a toast to life!
What a mistery is my life, what a mistery
I'm a sinner since 80000 years ago
An untrue one!
But where am I, what do I do
How do I live?
I live in the soul of the world
Lost in a deep living!
Misery, miserable me
But I toast to the life!
I am the saint who'd betrayed you
When you were alone
I live elsewhere and I observe the world
From the sky
I see the sea and the forests
I see myself there ...
I live in the soul of the world
Lost in a deep living!
Misery, miserable me
But I drink a toast to life!
If there's a night dark enough
Hide me, hide me
If there's a light, a hope
Magnificent sun that shines inside of me
Give me the delight of living that I haven't yet
Misery, misery
That delight of living (perhaps)
That I haven't yet...
.
.
.
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Walking Alone
Saturday, September 01, 2007
The Chosen

God has always his chosen and Im not one of them.
I guess it is like a big family..
a closer empaty..
Someday
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Do you still believe?
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