quarta-feira, 26 de dezembro de 2012

quinta-feira, 20 de dezembro de 2012

y#511

"But nothing ever stays the same
Nothing's explained
Lose no more time
No time
Cause it's been fun"

terça-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2012

y#509

"Suffer that
Suffer that a while
But hold on
Until your chest explodes
(What's right is right...)"

segunda-feira, 17 de dezembro de 2012

F#590

Com estes olhos,
que sao lentes,
desfocadas,
vejo.

Uma realidade estranha,
a qual nao me habituo.



Mas,
essas lentes,
desfocadas,
filtram.


E essa realidade estranha,
a qual nao me habituo,
desvance...

E o que vejo entao?

Uma realidade desfocada,
por lentes que nao controlo,
processada,
e ja filtrada.

Dessa nao gosto, nao quero,
mas vejo.


E aos poucos habituo-me,e
no fundo,
e mesmo essa que desejo...

Fura





sábado, 15 de dezembro de 2012

F#589

"All successful people men and women are big dreamers. 
They imagine what their future could be, ideal in every respect, 
and then they work every day toward their distant vision, 
that goal or purpose."


Brian Tracy

segunda-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2012

y#508

"It's in my honey, it's in my milk

Don't leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
'cos I don't wanna get over you
I don't wanna get over you"

sábado, 8 de dezembro de 2012

F#588

"Relax David,

Open your eyes!"



y#507

"If the wheels jump off the road,
There’s no widows left to know,
No perfect love above,
No punishment below.

When they shake, say the wings won’t break.
When they shake, say the wings won’t break."

quinta-feira, 6 de dezembro de 2012

F#585

"Permanence, perseverance and persistence in spite of all obstacle s, discouragement s, and impossibilities: It is this, that in all things distinguishes the strong soul from the weak. "




Thomas Carlyle





F#584



GENIOUS!


"I heard about this frog
It's a very tiny frog
But it's also very special
You can only find it in the jungle
So far away from me
But if you find it and if you touch it
Your world can change forever


If you touch its skin
You can feel your body changing
And your vision also
And blue becomes red and red becomes blue
And your mommy suddenly becomes your daddy
And everything looks like a giant cupcake


And you keep laughing and laughing and laughing
Nothing is ever quite the same really
And after you finish laughing
It's time to turn into a frog yourself
It's very funny to be a frog
You can dive into the water
And cross the rivers and the oceans
And you can jump all the time and everywhere
Do you want to play with me?




We can be a whole group of friends
A whole group of frogs
Jumping into the streets
Jumping into the planet
Climbing up the buildings
Swimming in the lakes and in the bathtubs
We would be hundreds, thousands, millions
The biggest group of friends the world has ever seen
Jumping and laughing forever
It would be great, right?"




quarta-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2012

y#506

"Send your dreams
Where nobody hides
Give your tears
To the tide

No time
No time

There's no end
There is no goodbye
Disappear
With the night

No time
No time"

F#583

" I hear voices,

but they are my own"




F#582

"And did you know...

I never thought that you'd lose that light in your eyes"




terça-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2012

y#505

"Impossible. Your love is something I cannot remember.
And there's a first time and a second time, you've got to hold on.
Did you know it could happen to you?
Your love is something I cannot remember."

y#504

"Always and forevermore
I call to say I'm on the way
2000 years remain in a trash can
Let burn the cigarette somewhere
Ashes till it fall, fall, falls

I stand outside under broken leaves"

F#581

Whats the price of love?


Is this?

F#580


"I'm the next act
Waiting in the wings
I'm an animal
Trapped in your hot car


I am all the days
That you choose to ignore
You are all I need
You’re all I need"





F#579

i keep searching for it,
wondering if i would ever get there.

Set ur mind for no control. In the end its the journey, not destination....


The truth lies in path we leave behind!






F#578



Lauren, wait. Hey, wait. Lauren.




“Oh my god.”




Get in the car.




“No!”




Lauren, don’t walk- Hey! I really did try to kill myself! Just before I faked it.




“Wow. Shawn it’s over.”




No it’s not!




“Ya it is. I’m in love with somebody else.”




Who?




“My old boyfriend Victor, and that’s none of your fuckin’ business, actually!”




(scornful laugh) What? Fuckin’ Victor?




“Ya.”




(incomprehensible) What... the fuck are you write me letters?




“Wow. Deal with it Shawn. It’s over. Rock n’ roll.”




Lauren, I wanna know you.




“What does that mean? Know me. Know me. Nobody knows anyone else, ever!”



F#577

Can u?

Save me?



segunda-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2012

F#576

Do u see the faceless phantoms???




F#575

...-tenho saudades!- diz-lhe ele,como se ela ainda ali estivesse .


Para ele,ela está ali,
sempre .
Com aquele sorriso sincero, mas atrevido.
De miúda, como ele.

Mas ela não responde. Ela não responde nunca.

Eles,
simplesmente,
sentem.

Tudo, intensamente!


Ela sabe sempre o que ele sente, sabes...Ela também é como ele.
Ela também sabe que ele
não precisa de dizer nada
abertamente.

Mas ele diz sempre. Tudo! Honestamente.
E ela ouve,
mas não precisa. Ela sente.

Ela sente...lá longe. Ela também ainda sente.

E ele sorri. Momentaneamente...



Como se ela ainda ali estivesse.
Naquela sala vazia, sem ninguém ver.


Ali, onde só existem eles,
Ela recua, tensa!

Ele sente, novamente.

E senta-se, à espera dela.
Afinal, para ela, há sempre tempo...
É que o tempo,
com ela,
muda completamente.

Ela,sem sorrir, avança. Finalmente. Como sempre.

E lentamente,
Encosta-se a ele.
Como se ele, pacientemente
ainda ali estivesse.

E eles, abraçados fundem-se.

Infinitamente.

Ali na sala vazia onde,
eles,
afinal,
ainda sentem.


Ainda tudo.
Intensamente!

Fura




domingo, 2 de dezembro de 2012

sábado, 1 de dezembro de 2012

F#571

De estocolmo com amor!




y#502

‎"No wrong or right
Just do whatever you like
No bliss, no light
Tell me it's all just a lie
You can't scare me none
I'm still the lucky one"

quarta-feira, 28 de novembro de 2012

J#015

Foda-se, do que eu me fui lembrar... Raios partam a Jolene!

J#014

Outro "clássico". Uma que até enquadra bem na temática pimba (ou MPA, como quiserem). Tu não sejas cabra Jolene!

J#013

E falando em álbuns influentes da década passada...

J#012

Tenho muitas memórias atreladas a muitos álbuns, outras a músicas em particular. Umas boas, outras más. Algumas, nem uma coisa nem outra. Mas poucos álbuns me levam de volta a um tempo e espaço tão bem definidos como o Is This It. Vejo o meu quartinho na Dr. Coelho de Carvalho como se lá estivesse a entrar pela primeira vez. Eu e o meu rádio - companheiro de longa data - com o Is This It, gravado em cassete, a tocar vezes sem conta. Dos álbuns mais influentes da última década, a mim influenciou-me - e mais do que isso, marcou-me - e de que maneira. Perderam a chama - ainda houve uns fogachos com First Impressions of Earth - mas este fica para sempre. Afinal de contas "In many ways, they'll [we] miss the good old days".

segunda-feira, 26 de novembro de 2012

J#011

Boas memórias! A fila para entrar na praia. O cheiro a mar. A prancha a fugir de baixo dos pés. A bela da mini. Sempre em boa companhia!

F#570

É a viagem, não o destino, meu caro J!
E essa é alucinante! 


Se vale a pena? Pessoa dizia que sim 

Ele ousou, e o caminho levou-o lá acima.
Tão alto que ainda o vemos.

Ousemos também. 
Porque senão, 
senão não vale a pena. 

É que a nossa alma pode não ter tudo,
contudo não é pequena!










domingo, 18 de novembro de 2012

y#498

"They were right when they said
We should never meet our heroes
When they bowed at their feet
In the end it wasn't me

Is this my life?
Am I breathing underwater?"

F#567

- és? não és?-pergunta ele em silêncio. 
Mais uma vez, a mais uma ela...

Ela sem saber, ja lhe disse. 

Mas ele não ouve, 
não  quer saber. 


- diz?- responde ela, como se ouvisse. 

-já agora quem és?- pergunta. Depois de ouvir o que ela lhe disse sem saber.










quinta-feira, 15 de novembro de 2012

y#496

‎"Catch a moth hold it in my hand
crush it casually
Without past I can't disappoint
my ancestry
Forever can I sleep inside
your menagerie

We drown in pneumonia not
rivers and streams"

terça-feira, 13 de novembro de 2012

F#566

19326- Razão. Método. Preserverança

19327- Emoção. Improviso.

Grande combinação!



segunda-feira, 12 de novembro de 2012

F#565



I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home




I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts
I was never grateful
That's why I spend my days alone




F#564

I am on my way!


I AM ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




sexta-feira, 9 de novembro de 2012

J#009

Acho que vou andar a assobiar isto durante uns tempos. Dos melhores álbuns que ouvi nos últimos anos!

F#563

Quem sou eu?

Honestamente não sei...

Sei que hoje, não sou quem fui, nem quem serei.
Se lá chegar.

Nem eu, nem ninguém.

Mas eu hoje ainda sou eu...a soma de tudo o que fui.

Mas e se no fundo  eu não for  eu?

Se eu for a soma de tudo o que fui.

É que o que eu fui,
não fui só eu.


Fura








y#495

‎"Não importa descobrir as razões,
O que eu gosto mesmo é de as procurar
E creio que isso chega p'ra escrever o meu livro..."

quinta-feira, 8 de novembro de 2012

y#494

"We on a mission. Dust the stars. Light through dark.
Blue. Gold. Shine. Fly.
Seated at the opposite so you can see there is no time.
Breath slow. Be low.
Capacity is unfulfilled take the lead you will.
Head raised. Un-caged.
More to do there's more for you.

All I see is you. Stars. Open arms. Pharaohs. God. Golden.
All I see is you. Stars. Open arms. Pharaohs. God. Kings and queens."

F#562

I want to believe....



F#561

Shrine...and chill!



F#560

let's just imitate the real
until we find a better one



F#559


"And if I choose your sanctuary
I'll want to wash you with my hair
I'll want to drink of sacred fountains
And find the riches hidden there

And if you make me your religion
I'll give you all you will need'





F#558




a new mate for (another) new beggining!

One must re-invent himself...in order to cope with all of this....



terça-feira, 6 de novembro de 2012

y#493

"No matter what we say
No matter what we think
We'll never, we'll never leave this room

What are we going to do about this?"

y#492

"And we're all fine in the back of your mind
And if we do what you like
Then we could be with you tonight
And if they bleed you dry
And taken half the tide
And taken all your tide"

segunda-feira, 5 de novembro de 2012

sábado, 3 de novembro de 2012

y#491

"It only comes in waves
And then it goes away
Well it must be chemical
Well it must be chemical
Well it must be chemical
Chemical
Chemical
Yeah it must be chemical

Strange attractor
Strange, strange attractor
Strange attractor
Strange, strange attractor"

sexta-feira, 2 de novembro de 2012

F#554

i hope not....



y#490

"We run along, and we come up with this idea to go down to the stream and check it out for fish. So we went to the river, downstream. And there’s half a foot of water in there. And a silver fish, but nothing substantial, until one of their boys calls us further down. Lying in the water is a wee foal, four or five days old. He was all skin and bones, a gray collar, and he has got flecks of blood on his coat, because he has cut himself up really badly on the sharp rocks. We’re just standing over him and you can see his back leg’s snapped. And he’s breathing, he’s alive, but just about. So this big conversation gets started up between the boys who suddenly reckon themselves the leaders, and deliberating as what we should do. Someone says “Drop a rock on his head”, but I’m looking in their faces and I can see they’re either scared, stiff or clueless; it’s all bravado. And this foal on the ground, in real pain, all this chitchat going on, going nowhere. Next thing, one of the priests sees us, sees the foal, tells us not to move and we were done for, we were really done for. Group of boys will always get the blame for hurting a foal. Group of Belfast boys will get a hammering for sure. So it’s clear to me in an instant, I get down on my knees and take the foal’s head in my hands, and I put him underwater. He’s thrashing around a bit at the start, so I press down harder until he’s drowned.

The priests arrived, Don. Just grabbing me by the hair, dragging me through the woods, promising me a proper punishment, but I knew I did the right thing by that wee foal, and I could take the punishment for all our boys. I had the respect of them other boys now, and I knew that. I’m clear of the reasons, Don. I’m clear of all the repercussions. But I will act, and I will not stand by and do nothing."

~Bobby Sands (Hunger, 2008)

y#489

‎"(I know where you live)
Deep in the heart of man
(I know where you live)
With the devil's common friend"

quinta-feira, 1 de novembro de 2012

y#488

"Can you hear them calling?
Can you hear them falling out?

There is nowhere to escape… "

quarta-feira, 31 de outubro de 2012

J#008

Tenho muita pena de não lhes ter ligado nenhuma quando estavam no activo. Este álbum é uma pérola!

terça-feira, 30 de outubro de 2012

y#487

Let the music "Swallow Us"...

F#553




"Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop the pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight"




Sempre gostei destes gajos!





y#486

Regine Olsen

y#485

"I come to this magnificent house of worship tonight because my conscience leaves me no other choice. I join you in this meeting because I'm in deepest agreement with the aims and work of the organization which has brought us together.[1]

We as a nation must undergo a radical revolution of values. We must rapidly begin the shift from a thing-oriented society to a person-oriented society. When machines and computers, profit motives and property rights, are considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, extreme materialism, and militarism are incapable of being conquered.[2]

We still have a choice today, non-violent coexistence or violent co-annihilation.

If we do not act we shall surely be dragged down the long dark and shameful corridors of time reserved for those who possess power without compassion, might without morality, and strength without sight.

Now let us begin...
Together.

An invisible book of light... with a lost opportunity.

We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. Procrastination is still the thief of time. Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and dejected with a lost opportunity.

[2]

Together... Together.

[1]

Together. "

~Martin Luther King, Jr.

domingo, 28 de outubro de 2012

F#552

Lightning Strikes....fascinate me!




F#551

...os dias passaram.

Ele,
por cá,
ainda vagueia.

Com o ar alheado de quem está atento a tudo. 

Mas ele não está cá.
Ele foi. 

Ela,
escondido, levou-o.
Não todo!
Só a uma parte.
A que quis,
mas que mais ninguém sabe que existe. 


Agora é dela. 

Mas no fundo, nem ela o sabe. 


Ele...continua por cá.
Não todo! a outra parte.

A que sorri enquanto vagueia, 
como se ele todo,
ainda estivesse cá....



Fura






sábado, 27 de outubro de 2012

F#550

"They don't understand, they don't know what you mean"






y#483

"Refuse demands throwing fists
Head in the sand where you don't exist
Freed like a discarded fish
Unprofitable, too old to learn new tricks

Fear the cold exteriors
Tall shadows, Surveillance
Fear the scent, the lukewarm breath
Clench your toes and bite your tongue"

F#549

...thank you guys!


"The concrete broke your fall
To hear you speak of it
I'd have done anything
I would do anything
I feel like a cartoon brick wall
To hear you speak of it
You've been so sad
It makes me worry
Why not smile?
You've been sad for a while
Why not smile?
I would do anything
To hear you speak of it
Why not smile?
You've been sad for a while
You've been sad for a while"


REM



F#548

"....this fame thing, I don't get it.


...this star thing, I don't get it.



will you ever welcome me?
will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
smoke it, drink
here comes the flood
anything to thin the blood
these corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
phone, eat it, drink
just another chink
cuts and dents, they catch the light
aluminium, the weakest link








...the smell of fear, I got it"




F#547

Stuck into a wave

Surfing on my pain

Storm will never end

And you're like a fish into my vein.




quinta-feira, 25 de outubro de 2012

F#546




"A cidade está deserta,
E alguém escreveu o teu nome em toda a parte:
Nas casas, nos carros, nas pontes, nas ruas.
Em todo o lado essa palavra
Repetida ao expoente da loucura!
Ora amarga! Ora doce!
Pra nos lembrar que o amor é uma doença,
Quando nele julgamos ver a nossa cura!"


F#545

...they say! 



y#482

"There's a magic inside
Just waiting to burst out
The world is a goldmine
That will melt tomorrow

Living for, living for a thrill
Just waiting
Just waiting"

F#544

Para a mana





terça-feira, 23 de outubro de 2012

y#481

"Oh won't you lie with me? The sun passes over
So if the sky may fall we wait here we stand
So close they come and go. They'll take me away
So close I feel it now. This one final day"

y#480

"Time is disgraceful,
We’re all just watching these days fall apart,
And silence seems wasteful
When I know what’s coming for me in the dark.

‘cause I am young, again
Thanks a lot.
I’ll be young again,
Round round."

y#479

The rainy days are on standby...

domingo, 21 de outubro de 2012

F#543



e se...

o melhor estiver ainda para vir?
Tem que estar, temos ainda o sangue na guelra,
não temos?

E o que já foi...já foi. Foi bom? Foi o que foi,
 e foi melhor assim.
É que o melhor, esse, ainda está para vir.

Haja vontade de nos levantarmos de novo e caminhar, por aí...Uma vez, duas vezes, trez vezes, as vezes  que forem precisas.

Fácil,
afinal nos ainda temos o sangue a ferver, e o melhor,

bem,
esse ainda está para vir!


Fura






sábado, 20 de outubro de 2012

y#478

Like a moth to a flame...

y#477

"Sometimes people fuck up
And then you have to give them another chance,
So that they can change and become a better person.

They can change.
I have a neurological condition, don’t you get that?
There’s something wrong with my brain."

y#476

"Yeah, pace is the trick
And to all the destruction in man"

sexta-feira, 19 de outubro de 2012

y#475

"The accompanying short animated film, produced by Luke Jurevicius and directed by Ari Gibson & Jason Pamment, is about a lost girl's journey through a surreal landscape, and her yearning to make a connection in this distant yet strangely familiar world."

y#474

‎"One of these days they will destroy this fucking town..."

quinta-feira, 18 de outubro de 2012

y#473

"Is there any way
To get this weight off my skin
And find another one
Is there anyone
To get this writing off the wall
And find a new one
And find..."

quarta-feira, 17 de outubro de 2012

F#542

"We were just informed that our van has a shot transmission, and the only option available to us is to spend 1400 dollars on a used transmission.
We'd be here for a couple days, which means I obviously won't make it back to work on time,
and which means I'm going to be completely, utterly flat broke, or in debt. But we have no choice, and this Astro 2000 (the van) is now officially…

Our van was making some funny noises as we were driving into Syracuse, and we took it to the mechanic today and they told us that our transmission was shot, and that it would cost anywhere from 1500 to 2500 dollars to fix it.
And we're in Syracuse, like, thousands of miles away from home and we have 40 dollars in the van fund...we're fucked."





terça-feira, 16 de outubro de 2012

F#541

And what is good for me???



F#540

"There are no rules for attraction! Love and passion are different sides of the same coin!"



y#472

We ARE Infinite...

F#539

Then you light a cigarette
Then you tell me no regrets
You never had a better then
You really know your work
Then you light a cigarette
Then you give your work

You forgot....i really like to think!!!!


F#538


"The Sirens might be called the Muses of the lower world, Walter Copland Perry observed: "Their song, though irresistibly sweet, was no less sad than sweet, and lapped both body and soul in a fatal lethargy, the forerunner of death and corruption."[12] Their song is continually calling on Persephone. The term "siren song" refers to an appeal that is hard to resist but that, if heeded, will lead to a bad conclusion."

in Wikipedia



Irresistiveis essas sereias, que me poe a navegar a deriva....









F#537

maybe not for Felix!





segunda-feira, 15 de outubro de 2012

J#7

The softest hearts break when the deed is done. Patiently wait for new days to come. Wake and rise to write another song. Our innocence yields when we do it alone. The exodus begins now. I'll travel 'round and find you once more. You're reaching out less than before, but I know you're there.

J#6

Autumn is definitely here. If you fail to spot the leaves on the ground, the darkness, the cold and the rain will make sure you don’t miss it.  

F#536


Pois não.

Ninguém sabe de mais ninguém, nunca...





J#5

Um bom voice mail para chamadas de publicidade :)

F#535

...silent shout...




F#534

In Wikipedia

"Agent Orange is the combination of the code names for Herbicide Orange (HO) and Agent LNX, one of the herbicides and defoliants used by the U.S. military as part of its herbicidal warfare program, Operation Ranch Hand, during the Vietnam War from 1961 to 1971. Vietnam estimates 400,000 people were killed or maimed, and 500,000 children born with birth defects as a result of its use.[1] The Red Cross of Vietnamestimates that up to 1 million people are disabled or have health problems due to Agent Orange.[2]

A 50:50 mixture of 2,4,5-T and 2,4-D, it was manufactured for the U.S. Department of Defense primarily byMonsanto Corporation and Dow Chemical. The 2,4,5-T used to produce Agent Orange was later discovered to be contaminated with 2,3,7,8-tetrachlorodibenzodioxin (TCDD), an extremely toxic dioxin compound. It was given its name from the color of the orange-striped 55 US gallon (208 l) barrels in which it was shipped, and was by far the most widely used of the so-called "Rainbow Herbicides".[3]"

F#533

....from outer space!!!!!!!!!!



y#471

"Quand Sigur Rós joue, les volcans islandais font silence"

y#470

"We'd like to take the sights
(That's why I hold you)
And bring silence in disguise
(That's why I hold you, dear)
And we'd like to meet the buyer
(That's why I hold you)
That is on your life"

F#532

no sounds....please!!!!!!!!!


F#531

welcome, once again! How long will u stay?




y#469

"So when your hopes on fire
But you know your desire
Don't hold a glass over the flame
Don't let your heart grow cold
I will call you by name
I will share your road

Hold me fast, Hold me fast
Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer
Hold me fast, Hold me fast
Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer"

y#468

"Step down, just once learn how to be alone
Step down, just once learn how to be alone
Come get what's lost, what's left before it's gone"

domingo, 14 de outubro de 2012

J#4

Ao tempo que não ouvia isto. Lembro-me bem do dia em que fomos limpar a casa do Carlos (praxes) e dei com esta pérola. Foi uma boa desculpa para deixar as meninas a limpar enquanto vasculhava a colecção de cds :)

F#530

-Paixão ou amor?-pergunta-lhe ela.


-Paixão...porque o Amor é uma droga. Das más, que te remoi. Injusta...
E e efémero. O meu. 

- A Paixão tb! 

-Sim eu sei, mas éssa dura para sempre.  A minha...- diz ele de olhar perdido na luz que se perde na escuridão do quarto, 
que é a dele. 
Deles. Porque  também  ela está perdida, 
Por ele.

- Sim, a paixão dura para sempre,
a minha, 
por ti!


E ela perde-se nele, outra vez. É sempre a ultima vez...



Fura













sábado, 13 de outubro de 2012

F#529

"Now we're apart.
Though not through choice.
Do we stay mute?
Or raise our voice?"



F#528

"Take my prize
taste myself
the wonders days,
it's fine"






F#527

"Our history will be what we make of it
And if there are any historians about fifty or a hundred years from now
And there should be preserved the kinescopes for one week of all three networks
They will there find recorded in black and white and in colour
Evidence of decadence, escapism, and insulation from the realities of the world in which we live


We are currently wealthy, fat, comfortable and complacent
We have a built-in allergy to unpleasant or disturbing information, our mass media reflect this
But unless we get up off our fat surpluses
And recognize that television in the main is being used to distract, delude, amuse and insulate us
And history will take its revenge and retribution will not limp in catching up with us.

It may be that he human race is doomed never to learn from its mistakes
We are the only animal on this globe who periodically set out to slaughter each other
For the best, the noblest, the most inescapable of reasons
We know better but we do it again and again, in generation after generation
It may be that our empire too is doomed like all those that have gone before it
To continue to spill and waste its best blood on foreign soil
No matter what we say or do in its place, or think, or believe, or have learned from history
But, thank God for us"

Maybeshewill




y#467

"Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country." ~Anaïs Nin

quinta-feira, 11 de outubro de 2012

y#466

"What's my view?
Well how am I supposed to know?
Write a review
Well how objective can I be?

I like to wait to see how things turn out
If you apply some pressure

What happens when you lose everything
you just start again
you start all over again"

y#465

One day the Sun will shine brighter than ever before...

y#464

"On every street every car every surface a name
Tonight the streets are ours
And we're writing and saying
Don't let em take control
No we won't let em take control
Yes I feel a little bit nervous
Yes I feel nervous and I cannot relax
How come they're out to get us
How come they're out when they don't know the facts"

terça-feira, 9 de outubro de 2012

F#522

" ...protege-me. Proteges?

Mas só, do que não posso, não do que não quero.


Porque o que eu quero eu posso, e não é isso que eu quero. "


Fura



y#461

Beware of wolves in sheep's clothing...

y#460

No One Died This Time!

y#459

"The more you take to yourself
The more you take it away"

F#521

What would you do if you lost your beauty?
How would you deal with the light?
How would you feel if nobody chased you?
What if it happened tonight?










Girl, not women. You dance for people to watch you.....you are all about getting attention, but there is not much inside. Not for them at least!

What if you lived in a world where you have lost attention: what if you lost your looks. 
Your superficial world would come crashing down: no attention, no guys chasing you, nobody watching you dance.....

You cannot stand the truth and call it a lie. 

And though the words are just mean't to hurt, she is denying it all.


She always does...Her world isn't my world!

F#520

Apesar de me mover, muitas vezes pouco, poucas vezes a todo o vapor, o mundo permanece quieto, imutavel, como se nada do que eu faca o incomode.


So se move quando eu paro, para o contemplar. 

E assim nao vale...fodasse!





segunda-feira, 8 de outubro de 2012

F#519

The crimson sunset




F#518

Blood is a specialized bodily fluid in animals that delivers necessary substances such as nutrients and oxygen to the cells and transports metabolic waste products away from those same cells.



F#517

enlightened....is that good?


It seems more like a curse to me...



domingo, 7 de outubro de 2012

F#516

"
-Eles não te amam da mesma maneira que eu...

-....

-ou amam?

-....

-não, mas o teu dói...

-mas é real. Tão real como estarmos aqui, agora...É a realidade que dói.

-mas a minha realidade não é a tua, não entendes.

-não, não entendo...

Silencio...


-E então, ficamos com o aqui e agora?- diz ele com um sorriso."


Fura












F#515

Second Song

"Confidence and ignorance approved me
Define my day today
I've tried so hard to shut it down, lock it up
Gently walk away

Appetites and impulses confuse me
Decide my day, today
Now my body says it's over
Shaking hands move to tear my face away

And when the night comes I'm fiending like a pyrale
And I know stables my survival
When there's music all around me and I haven't got a single word to say

And then the light shines
It's gleaming like a bottle
And lord knows I tackeled it full throttle
May I illuminate the nameless faceless saints of this out and open grace

Every lover on a mission shift your known position into the light
Every diamond elemental you are instrumental to the light
Every sonic evolution make your contribution to the light
Every lover on a mission shift your known position to the light

Oh body mine please leave behind
And I'll do you one better
While you define
Your heartless time
I'll defend my love forever

Every lover on a mission shift your known position into the light
Every diamond elemental you are instrumental to the light
Every sonic evolution make your contribution to the light
Every glorious disaster every bond is gonna bring you faster out into the light"


by TV on the Radio


sábado, 6 de outubro de 2012

sexta-feira, 5 de outubro de 2012

y#457

Karma

Karma in Indian religions is the concept of "action" or "deed", understood as that which causes the entire cycle of cause and effect (i.e., the cycle called saṃsāra) originating in ancient India and treated in the Hindu, Jain, Buddhist and Sikh religions.

y#456

"Cause we are all children
Yeah we are all man
It may not be much
But we do what we can

Don't need no preacher
To make us believe
That everything's perfectly
Fucked up like me"

y#455

"Because they can’t stop this
We can feel it in our bones
We can feel it in our
We can feel it in our
The future’s ours, yes it is
We can feel it in our bones
We can feel it in our
We can feel it in our bones"

terça-feira, 2 de outubro de 2012

y#449

"Hey man, slow down. Slow down.
Idiot, slow down. Slow down."

y#448

"Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke
And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you ever need
That's how you fight it

Just smile all the time"

segunda-feira, 1 de outubro de 2012

F#514

"Well, you know, so much of the time we're just lost
We say, "Please, God, tell us what is right, tell us what is true"
I mean, there is no justice
The rich win, the poor are powerless
We become tired of hearing people lie
And after a time we become dead, a little dead
We think of ourselves as victims, and we become victims
We become, we become
We become weak, we doubt ourselves, we doubt our beliefs, and we doubt the law
But today you are the law"




F#513

an ode to Autumn!




sábado, 29 de setembro de 2012

F#512

Olhos e alma de nadador!


De sonhador!



De inventor...de sonhos!



F#511

...fica!

Diz ele.
De olhos molhados,
por dentro.
Porque por fora ele nunca chora.
Só ri.
Não ri, sorri.
Sempre,
com ar de puto entretido. E está.

Mas ela vai, não fica. Mas quer ficar, ele sabe. Será que sabe?
Mas não fica.


Ela vai.
Ele chora, por dentro. Mas por dentro ninguém vê.

E ele por dentro não é um puto...


por Fura


y#447

Sweet 15!

"All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down, my Lord
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm coming down"

y#446

The "Cold Front" is coming...

y#445

Just follow the stream(line)...

y#444

"Listen to you speak, listen to you say to me,
That we'll never leave, that we'll never leave here again."

F#510


now i can take over control...





y#443

"It's up to me now (Got to be some more change in my life)
Turn on the bright lights (Got to be some more change in my life)"

F#509

Hey you....




quinta-feira, 27 de setembro de 2012

F#505

....the atom bomb!

Everybody knows things are bad. 
It's a depression. 
Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job.
The dollar buys a nickel's worth. 
Banks are going bust. 
Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. 
Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere that seems to know what to do and there's no end to it! 
We know the air is unfit to breathe, our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had 15 homicides and 63 violent crimes as if that's the way it's supposed to be. 
We know things are bad. Worse than bad. They're crazy. 
It's like everything everywhere is going crazy so we don't go out anymore. 
We sit in a house as slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is, "Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster, and my TV, and my steel belted radials and I won't say anything." Well I'm not going to leave you alone. 


I want you to get mad!

I don't want you to protest. 
I don't want you to riot.
 I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write.
 I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crimes in the streets. 
All I know is first you've got to get mad. You've got to say, "I'm a human being, God Dammit! My life has value!" 
So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. 
I want you to get up right now and go to the window, open it, and stick your head out, and yell, "I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!"



y#442

Feel the "Wrath of God"!

sexta-feira, 21 de setembro de 2012

F#497


i think we are superstars!



F#496

My baby was born in a bed
With white sheets, machines and heat
Traveled home in a car to a three room nest, eats and sleeps
Laminate flooring to crawl on, TV,
Talks, starts to walk, amongst love and security.
Goes to school, learns to read and write
Probably follows a team with his friends
And gets to ride the train,
Fall in love, probably fly on a plane
Get to work all week and spend what he earns
On the high street
He's got doctors, nurses, fireman, churches,
Kindergarten, wedding bells and jet black hearses
Passport, bankcard, maybe his own yard
Locks and alarms, trinkets and charms,
Maybe a baby in his arms


My baby was born on his knees
One of poverty 's offspring
Came into the world coughing,
Already full of mother's disease
Went back to a flat, with no gas, no cash,
Rapped in a duvet full of cigarette ash,
Mama can't get no sleep,
Baby never quite get enough to eat.
Goes to school, learns to steal and fight,
Probably form a team with his friends,
Go steam those trains
Fall in love and never trust nobody again
Gets to work all week standing on the high street for Joe, Hustling blow, hustling blow.


"Faithless"


quarta-feira, 19 de setembro de 2012

F#494


Anything to make you smile




F#493


 to know me as hardly golden

Is to know me all wrong, they were!



At every occasion I will be ready for the funeral

At every occasion once more it's called the funeral

At every occasion oh I'm ready for the funeral

At every occasion of one billion day funeral




F#492

we are all made of stars!


F#491






Running in circles, coming up tails

Heads on a science apart


segunda-feira, 17 de setembro de 2012

F#490

love them...they drive me even further!






F#489

Can't see the other side of your dream
But I know that it is real