inspirado
O projeto é denominado The Inituition, e parece que... é brilhante!...
Esta chama-se open your frozen heart and start living again
Esta chama-se open your frozen heart and start living again
wintersun
auch, e eu que já me tinha esquecido que o Brendan Perry existe...
Can't stop the hurt, can't stop the bleeding
I am invisible
Can't stop the thought, nor the feeling
I don't exist at all
But when you call my name
Do you feel the same way?
That we're trapped in time
We're both living a lie
I live in a tower of my own creation
I'm indivisible
From the thoughts that make up all my memories
Transcendental
But when you call my name
Do you feel the same way?
That we're trapped in time
We're both living a lie
Many days have come and gone
Since the day I was born
Now the autumn of life has finally come
With the promise of winter thorns
I am invisible
Can't stop the thought, nor the feeling
I don't exist at all
But when you call my name
Do you feel the same way?
That we're trapped in time
We're both living a lie
I live in a tower of my own creation
I'm indivisible
From the thoughts that make up all my memories
Transcendental
But when you call my name
Do you feel the same way?
That we're trapped in time
We're both living a lie
Many days have come and gone
Since the day I was born
Now the autumn of life has finally come
With the promise of winter thorns
a escolha
Porque é mesmo disso que se trata, dA escolha!
everything is energy
and energy is
you and me
senhora da noite
"...
E o sono virginal das claras fontes
Na própria voz das águas se afogou
...
E têm rochedos mesmo à flor do rosto
E têm rochedos íntimos e fundos
...
E a indecisão,
Num caótico gesto de loucura,
Lança o desmaio, a síncope, a aflição
Na paisagem, e as cousas desfigura.
Na paisagem, e as cousas desfigura.
..."
T.P.
T.P.
uma bela explicação
I suffer from a tumor
here inside my chest
I gotta lay to rest
a strange kind of humor
the grin on your face
soon leaves without a trace
now I'm out of love
no one can fill this heart of mine
I ran out of love now
I'm out of
put an end to yourself
and you'll be closer
closer
the world is
but a tumor
the cold light of day
won't turn the night away
humanity's a rumor
unless my soul reacts
the whole world my collapse
now I'm out of love
no one can heal this heart of mine
I've run out of love
now I'm out of
one last goodbye
How I needed you
How I grieve now you're gone
In my dreams I see you
I awake so alone
I know you didn't want to leave
Your heart yearned to stay
But the strength I always loved in you
Finally gave way
Somehow I knew you would leave me this way
Somehow I knew you could never, never stay
And in the early morning light
After a silent peaceful night
You took my heart away
And my being
In my dreams I can see you
I can tell you how I feel
In my dreams I can hold you
And it feels so real
I still feel the pain
I still feel your love
I still feel the pain
I still feel your love
And somehow I knew you could never, never stay
And somehow I knew you would leave me
And in the early morning light
After a silent peaceful night
You took my heart away
Oh I wish, I wish you could have stayed
only a few of us... only a few...
“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
Oscar Wilde
universo... universo...
Universo, universo...
estou sem paciência para ti!
estou sem paciência para ti!
e se quem tem alguma coisa contra mim o dissesse de uma vez?
... when I was
Stabbed in the back and its all coming
Back and I feel that pain again
... when I was
Stabbed in the back and its all coming
Back and I feel that pain again
I SIT and look out
I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill’d, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent.
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
people
- Daddy, why are they so bad to each other?
- Probably because they've realized that they will never be as good as they wanted to...
see the stars
amiga:
We need real dark to se the stars...
But when things are really dark, as dark as they can get, you see so much more, so many wonderful things...
Somethimes, old son, things are gonna get darker for you than they do for the rest of us...
But you've got to... You've got to see those moments as something special. because they're showing you things... A way of looking at the world that no one else will ever, ever understand.
JCM
Às vezes apetece-me citar um dos personagens da fabulosa Comédia de Deus, de João César Monteiro:
"Quando eu subi aos céus, disse para todos os mortais:
"Quando eu subi aos céus, disse para todos os mortais:
fodam-se vocês agora que a mim já não me fodem mais!"
quotes
"I wanted to burn the Louvre. I'd do the Elgin Marbles with a sledgehammer and wipe my ass with the Mona Lisa."
Tyler Durden
no tomorow - de|vision
What if everything that you believe in isn't true
What if the face you see in the mirror isn't you
What if the blood we shed was wasted for a long lost cause
What if you found out you'd sold your soul at a great loss
What of you woke up from what you thought was an endless dream
What if the world we know was but a pale reflection of what's real
What would you do
What would you do
If there was no tomorrow
What would you do
What would you do
If there was no time to borrow
What would you do
What would you do
If there was no tomorrow
What would you do
What would you do
Would there still be a need to move on
Pack a whole life into a day
Only living is for free
Let's get lost where nothing matters
Where the sky meets the sea
Hold me up to the light
Show me things on-one else can see
Let's get lost where nothing matters
Where the sky meets the sea
everyday
postpone
and postpone
and postpone
and postpone
and postpone
those little pleasures.
they always seem so small,
they always seem so certain...
and we feel so secure,
so settled...
but that day.
that day...
the day when we realize
they're gone for good.
then all those little pleasures become so, so important
time to drop some tears
Anathema - Electricity
Seems like you never really knew me
seems like you never understood me
seems like you never really knew how to feel
but electricity it drew you near to me
what you needed was to be rid of me
there were times you really made me smile
and there were times you really made me cry
and there were times i never really knew how to feel
but electricity it drew you near to me
what you needed was to be rid of me
and the fear made you so unsure of me
what you needed was to be rid of me.
but electricity it drew you near to me
what you needed was to be rid of me
and the fear made you so unsure of me
what you needed was to be rid of me.
seems like you never understood me
seems like you never really knew how to feel
but electricity it drew you near to me
what you needed was to be rid of me
there were times you really made me smile
and there were times you really made me cry
and there were times i never really knew how to feel
but electricity it drew you near to me
what you needed was to be rid of me
and the fear made you so unsure of me
what you needed was to be rid of me.
but electricity it drew you near to me
what you needed was to be rid of me
and the fear made you so unsure of me
what you needed was to be rid of me.
evolução
Nunca fui de sentir orgulho no meu país...
Nunca sequer me senti muito identificado com esta terra.
Hoje sinto-me um pouco mais perto. Deu-se um passo!
subheim
Acabei de tomar contacto com esta pequena maravilha... do melhor que tenho ouvido nos últimos meses!!
burzum
Este senhor tem uma história sinistra por detrás, mas há já tanto tempo que o não ouvia que...
crescer II
Depois crescemos, falamos a sério, e dizemos "amo-te" cada vez menos amiúde!
e quando o dizemos sentimos aquele medo tolo... porque se calhar estamos a falar a sério!!
e quando o dizemos sentimos aquele medo tolo... porque se calhar estamos a falar a sério!!
crescer
Quando somos crianças brincamos e dizemos "amo-te" tantas, tantas vezes...
Mas é só a brincar!
Mas é só a brincar!
raison d'etre
Há por aí uma rádio qualquer com uma rubrica em que a mensagem é uma coisa do género: "ao tempo que não ouvia isto!"...
Pois bem, estive doente e nada como agarrar a doença e desfrutar um pouco dela... Para os saudosos, como eu:
Pois bem, estive doente e nada como agarrar a doença e desfrutar um pouco dela... Para os saudosos, como eu:
para uma AMIGA (com maiúsculas)
Hoje acordei com esta na cabeça...
Depois veio a lembrança e a associação inevitável, porque as músicas são tantas vezes um transporte para o resto dos sentidos.
A música chama-se a puro dolor e já é antigazita.
...
Que estoy muriendo , muriendo por verte
Agonisando, muy lento y muy fuerte
Vida, devuelveme mis fantasias
Mis ganas de vivir la vida
Devuelveme el aire...
Cariño mio, sin ti yo me siento vacio
Las tardes son un laberinto
Y las noches me saben
A puro dolor...
Quisiera decirte que hoy estoy de maravilla
Que no me a afectado tu partida
Pero con un dedo no se tapa el sol
Estoy muriendo, muriendo por verte...
only the dead in the mist
Old, senseless thoughts half frozen in loneliness,
faster and faster we're spinning in circles;
imprisoned in pain, floating without sound,
the death in the mist aimlessly wandering around.
Our sad eyes say: "We have lost our view!"
Dead souls without rest, the graves are lonely and cold.
But the promised peace I'm afraid we'll never find,
for this place it lies so far
beyond the cruelest light...
Sopor Aeternus - Todeswunsch
Num jantar especial voltei a ouvir este senhor(a), o que já não acontecia há tanto, tanto tempo... Aqui fica, a matar saudades.
baraka
"Devemos preferir a visão poética ou saudosa da Existência. Devemos considerar esta como um produto dos mesmos elementos da saudade: a lembrança formal e a esperança essencial, a força perturbadora e a criadora -, esse invisível que do futuro para se tornar visível no passado, uma acção anímica temporal desenvolvida espacial ou materialmente, que o corpo é espaço e é tempo a alma. Isto em primeira análise, pois, em última, talvez não haja espaço nem tempo, nem corpo nem alma, mas o que quer que é de invisível, de intangível, de incompreensível."
Teixeira de Pascoaes, A Saudade e o Saudosismo
Porque o filme, no passeio que faz pela(s) odisseia(s) humana(s), nos mostra, ao mesmo tempo, aquela nossa face que olhamos com uma saudade desmedida, talvez porque é, de facto, a saudade daquilo que nunca tivemos... E, da forma como caminhamos, talvez nunca venhamos a ter!
(muito embora Pascoaes diga aqui bem mais do que isso, esse comentário fica para outra altura)
mad world
É bem antiga, mas vale a pena ler:
"All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
..
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad world
..
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
..
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World
..
Enlarging your world
Mad World."
Tears for Fears (1982)
happy to go blind
...
"Afraid of what you'd find
If you took a look inside
I'm not just deaf and dumb
Staring at the sun
Not the only one
Who's happy to go blind"
U2 - Staring at the Sun
É o que me apetece dizer sobre esta coisa de o uso do preservativo continuar a ser perseguido e apontado como comportamento a evitar, ao mesmo tempo que a abstinência é olhada como forma de fazer face ao flagelo das DST's.
mais-que-música
Porque insisto em acreditar que a música pode ser, além de um estímulo auditivo, um estimulo para os restantes sentidos...
... e porque, sempre que oiço Biosphere (só o substrata), chove no dia seguinte!
asfixia(s)
"We're not evil sinners
or perfect knockoffs of God.
We let the world tell us
whether we're saints or sex addicts...
sane or insane, heroes or victims...
whether we're good mothers
or loving sons."
Chuck Palahniuk
E depois de deixarmos que o mundo decida quem somos... como que asfixiados, agimos como achamos que o mundo acha que somos...
"But we can decide for ourselves."
E isso é que é complicado... Mas... Não é aí que está a piada??
meta-amor
Mas, em noites de vento e de demência,
Quando saudade rústica lhe rasga
As entranhas de sombra e de aparência,
Soluça e grita! O vento é o seu delírio!
A chuva as suas lágrimas! A treva
É seu amor, que os ares escurece,
Depois de lhe matar o coração,
Que, mesmo em cinza fria, ainda estremece!
Pascoaes
Amores...
Porque esta ideia ultra-romântica do para-além-do-amor, ou do amor para lá, inclusivé, das barreiras da morte e dos limites físicos deste humano, demasiado humano, continua a atrair mais do que dois ou três destes coitados que insistem em pavonear-se deste lado do planeta.
E, contudo, (oh insensatos) chamamos-lhe balelas!
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