"Lá vai o maluco, lá vai o demente, lá vai ele a passar... Assim te chama toda essa gente. Mas tu estás sempre ausente E não te conseguem alcançar."
A melhor tira que te define. R.I.P. enorme Variações. Génio incompreendido. Foi neste mês... à quase 30 anos...
1 de abril de 2013
"The Laughing Heart"
your life is your life don't let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere. it may not be much light but it beats the darkness. be on the watch. the gods will offer you chances. know them. take them. you can't beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. and the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be. your life is your life. know it while you have it. you are marvelous the gods wait to delight in you.
Hoje foi dia de "andar por aí de carro"... Entre Braga, Barcelos, Póvoa de Lanhoso, Amares, Terras de Bouro e Guimarães foram para aí 250km (entre as 10h da manhã e as 19h da noite).
A parte lol: andei por Cambeses, Corvite, Sande, Arnoso, Prazins, Riba D'Ave, Taíde... A parte gira: via-se putos de mochila às costas a subir o monte para ir prá escola; vi pessoal a levar a bicicleta à mão atolada
de couves; onde quer que passasse de carro o povo olhava como se eu fosse um alien; um casal de velhotes a caminhar à face da estrada (um era a muleta do outro); desviar das vacas que estão no meio da estrada (note to self); falar com povo que vive literalmente numa azenha em cima de um açude e faz vida do que a terra dá (pétaculo!); acabar o dia junto às margens do rio Cávado (+ neblina rasante) com a imagem de um garrano a galopar nuns campos de alguém, ao fundo (WOW!!!)...
Cenas tão simples. Que nos passam, todos os dias, ao lado... Literalmente... para aí a 10 ou 15km... lol
Lets run in fields and fear the dark together fall off swings and burn special things and both play outside in bad weather
Lets eat badly
lets watch adults drink wine and laugh at their idiocy
lets sit in the back of the car,
making eye contact with strangers driving past
making them uncomfortable
not caring, not swearing, don’t fuck
Lets both reclaim our superpowers
the ones we all have and lose with our milk teeth
the ability not to fear social awkwardness
to panic when locked in the cellar
still sure theres something down there
and while picking from pillows each feather
lets both stay away from the edge of the bed
forcing us closer together
Lets sit in public, with ice cream all over both our faces
sticking our tongues out at passers by
lets cry
lets swim
lets everything
Lets not find it funny lest someone falls over
classical music is boring
poetry baffles us both
as nothing that’s said is what’s meant
plays are long, tiresome, sullen and filled…
with hours that could be spent rolling down hills
and grazing our knees on cement
Lets hear stories and both lose our innocence
learn about parents and forgiveness
death and morality
kindness and art
thus losing both of our innocent hearts
but at least we won’t do it apart.
A melhor voz para uma letra destas. E que grande solo...
Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless Because the things you say and the things you do surround me While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words Dying to believe in what you heard I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the moment had arrived For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the waiting had begun And headed straight..into the shining sun
Vai ser "O" mês !!! Trabalhar todos os dias tarde/noite quase sem folgas (2 empregos) e com 4 cadeiras da universidade com 6 trabalhos práticos e 2 testes...
"Makes me want to go do and see things that I've never done/seen before. Who cares about politics, the test tomorrow, the job I can't get, all the needless drama, the feelings of inadequacy, the latest fashion. People forget to live, this reminds me to take a second, stop, and realize how freaking amazing everything is."
Sinto-me, de certa forma, preso. Preso a um corpo que se arrasta pelos mesmos locais de sempre, preso a esta rotina que tenho (que todos tem), preso aos mesmos clichés de sempre, preso a uma sociedade de "isto" e "aquilo"... Quero mais. "Mais" que não significa necessariamente "+".
Ultimamente, têm sido recorrentes as viagens pelo mundo. Pelo Meu Mundo.
Todos temos um mundo dentro de nós. Um mundo em que só nós nos compreendemos a nós mesmos. Um mundo onde vemos e sentimos coisas que não sabemos explicar. Um mundo do qual todos sabem que estou a falar, mas que ninguém o conhece. O Meu.
Nessas viagens tenho visto para além do "ver" e, sendo certo que ninguém sabe o que o futuro lhe reserva, acho que encontrei um "caminho a seguir"... e seja o que Deus quiser.
A tua vida é o que decides fazer dela. E eu decido viver. Dê por onde der.
"If I like you And you like me Why the hell are we wasting our time? Are you too afraid to cross that line? I've been thinking 'bout it I've been thinking 'bout it I've been thinking 'bout it I've been thinking 'bout it"
Não Percebi a Pergunta: Às vezes: "as segundas escolhas são as mais acertadas... às vezes as ultimas também. Às vezes o último a ser escolhido por uma equipa, para um jogo de..."
“To me, it is not about getting over things and moving forward, it is about going through the sadness, taking some of it with you and being made whole because of it."
Yes, that is one of the things i remember the most. No, it was not our first kiss or the first time that we've made love... I remember our warm embrace that could fix my heart without saying a word...
"I am nothing special, just a common man with common thoughts and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul and to me, this has always been enough." - Noah (The Notebook)
