and just when one needs to listen to that ONE song, one's iTunes' shuffle brings it up.
just like that, bringing kiddie's smiles up and all over the place.
(even though it's radiohead and very utterly sad... :)
2012-09-25
2012-04-20
shakespeare as i heard him in my mind:
doubt thou the stars to be fire;
doubt thou the sun doth move:
doubt Truth to be a liar -
but never doubt my love
(my love for you, love ) /
[never doubt, love, my love /
doubt not it; ever, dear]
and it goes on.
=> the original, for comparison purposes...:
Doubt thou, the Starres are fire,
Doubt, that the Sunne doth moue:
Doubt Truth to be a Lier.
But neuer Doubt, I loue.
c
doubt thou the stars to be fire;
doubt thou the sun doth move:
doubt Truth to be a liar -
but never doubt my love
(my love for you, love ) /
[never doubt, love, my love /
doubt not it; ever, dear]
and it goes on.
=> the original, for comparison purposes...:
Doubt thou, the Starres are fire,
Doubt, that the Sunne doth moue:
Doubt Truth to be a Lier.
But neuer Doubt, I loue.
c
2012-04-02
2012-03-20
2012-03-11
2011-08-17
just florence
and I never wanted anything from you
except everything you had (...)
and what was left after that too
c
except everything you had (...)
and what was left after that too
c
2011-08-06
loss
and again, there are no words.
just excruciating feelings, driving one all and every single wrong way possible.
yet to hurt: is it not valid?
how to feel it without undoing it?
how to wish and despair... ?
just excruciating feelings, driving one all and every single wrong way possible.
yet to hurt: is it not valid?
how to feel it without undoing it?
how to wish and despair... ?
2011-06-08
there is
the self that is never lost.
as it should not ever be.
and there's suffering.
so much, so bad, so... continuous.
may it be in the interest of good.
the best.
it is what i am hoping for.
as it should not ever be.
and there's suffering.
so much, so bad, so... continuous.
may it be in the interest of good.
the best.
it is what i am hoping for.
2011-03-31
cherished
words o' mine
where art thou?
(...)
lying in wait for those that wish to come to my fingers.
where art thou?
(...)
lying in wait for those that wish to come to my fingers.
2010-10-30
path
...) still, as always
knowing not what it should be.
or what it is.
shying away from acknowledging anything.
and everything.
knowing not what it should be.
or what it is.
shying away from acknowledging anything.
and everything.
2010-10-15
lost
when, how, and where.
the main questions, the main answers.
it'll all answer itself.
eventually.
the main questions, the main answers.
it'll all answer itself.
eventually.
2010-05-14
30
fora os questionamentos do dia-a-dia que se devem a qualquer estrada -bem-ou-mal- trilhada, os 30 são mais é lindos de ser.
talvez, como disse a amiga, os 30 de ontem sejam os 40 de hoje. estaríamos procrastinando a doidera?
ou, como pode se estruturar o meu caso,a doidera já foi tão exaurida ao longo desses 30 todos que ao chegar neles, há-se uma leveza pairando, esperando pra querer acontecer.
apesar do liseu, daquela que vai ser eterna - a indecisão - das dores e frustrações...
somos quem fomos e quem seremos. somos quem somos, nessa gota serena.
eu quero mais é sorrir.
2010-04-27
you know...
sabe quando lhe dizem?
que avisam um negócio... ?
quando você ouve, desouve e deixa de pensar.
pois pronto.
um tabefe, um tapão...
só assim, mermo.
to wake from one's sleep. and possibly try to keep.
something. or to stay awake.
tabéfe, babe.
que avisam um negócio... ?
quando você ouve, desouve e deixa de pensar.
pois pronto.
um tabefe, um tapão...
só assim, mermo.
to wake from one's sleep. and possibly try to keep.
something. or to stay awake.
tabéfe, babe.
2010-04-24
at a loss
can't be saved.
confusion never stops.
retrieval.
bring me my ocean.
have my light shine.
once.
at once.
again.
maybe for the first time.
maybe.
confusion never stops.
retrieval.
bring me my ocean.
have my light shine.
once.
at once.
again.
maybe for the first time.
maybe.
2010-04-23
to dare
i seem to think i am, or have always been, somewhat of a daredevil.
in sooooo many senses.
it is fact, though. not merely a fabrication of a mind that desires to be as free as it can.
so many aspects where i can fly by, through, push the limits... and it may hurt or caress, cause laughter or tears... i don't shy away. i like to go for it. i do, too much. people judge, i don't really care. i deal. it all becomes a part of me.
yet there's one where i have tried, succeeded and failed, yet not been able to handle the consequences of anything different than what i aimed for. and that's where i eventually still try to not give too much importance to pre-defined facts... but i know i shouldn't. 'cos i'll just throw all of myself into whatever it is all over again -- and not be able to sail through the consequences unharmed. it would become a part of me. but at too high a price.
it damn hurts to realise that there are some things that one just isn't made for.
i guess this is the most personal post in years to surface here. or, at least, the most understandable personal one. all of them are, but more cryptic. [more cryptic that THIS one, maybe??]
i guess i just needed to vent a little. frustration makes me want to scream.
and now i believe i'll try to sing. and envision steps to bail on that which i know will make me suffer too long, too hard and too many toos to risk not thinking about them.
yep.
denial.
in sooooo many senses.
it is fact, though. not merely a fabrication of a mind that desires to be as free as it can.
so many aspects where i can fly by, through, push the limits... and it may hurt or caress, cause laughter or tears... i don't shy away. i like to go for it. i do, too much. people judge, i don't really care. i deal. it all becomes a part of me.
yet there's one where i have tried, succeeded and failed, yet not been able to handle the consequences of anything different than what i aimed for. and that's where i eventually still try to not give too much importance to pre-defined facts... but i know i shouldn't. 'cos i'll just throw all of myself into whatever it is all over again -- and not be able to sail through the consequences unharmed. it would become a part of me. but at too high a price.
it damn hurts to realise that there are some things that one just isn't made for.
i guess this is the most personal post in years to surface here. or, at least, the most understandable personal one. all of them are, but more cryptic. [more cryptic that THIS one, maybe??]
i guess i just needed to vent a little. frustration makes me want to scream.
and now i believe i'll try to sing. and envision steps to bail on that which i know will make me suffer too long, too hard and too many toos to risk not thinking about them.
yep.
denial.
2010-03-17
happiness is relative
just because...
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I’m miserable nowI was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I’m miserable now
In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don’t care if I live or die?
Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven knows I’m miserable now
I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I’m miserable now
In my life
Oh, why do I give valuable time
To people who don’t care if I live or die?
What she asked of me at the end of the day
Caligula would have blushed
Oh, you’ve been in the house too long she said
And I (naturally) fled
In my life
Why do I smile
At people who I’d much rather kick in the eye?
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I’m miserable now
Oh, you’ve been in the house too long she said
And I (naturally) fled
In my life
Oh, why do I give valuable time
2010-02-10
final stop
she wants it no more.
and why is it always about that woman?
why does she not want it anymore?
why might she allow herself to want again?
she's undecipherable. she's weird.
she's just a construction.
as are we all.
and why is it always about that woman?
why does she not want it anymore?
why might she allow herself to want again?
she's undecipherable. she's weird.
she's just a construction.
as are we all.
2010-02-03
who
is she?
she might know, added to what she might have known.
which means she knows not.
still looking.
searching.
wondering.
wandering.
wavering.
2010-01-14
oh,
yes.
she'll still keep her distance.
a one which will go on indefinitely
up until...
up until.
[damn, there's no answer!!]
she'll still keep her distance.
a one which will go on indefinitely
up until...
up until.
[damn, there's no answer!!]
2010-01-13
i
would very much like a shoulder to cry on right about now.
i don't know exactly why.
i never did.
never do.
loss.
maybe?
some part of my own self that used to be lighter.
and -right about now- is too heavy to go unnoticed.
it has its weight variances...
it will get lighter.
i know.
but the now in which i find myself,
the now which is my present truth,
bears me down.
light is upon me, in just a few hours.
i guess i'll just wait for it.
and act on it.
i don't know exactly why.
i never did.
never do.
loss.
maybe?
some part of my own self that used to be lighter.
and -right about now- is too heavy to go unnoticed.
it has its weight variances...
it will get lighter.
i know.
but the now in which i find myself,
the now which is my present truth,
bears me down.
light is upon me, in just a few hours.
i guess i'll just wait for it.
and act on it.
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