Friday, 30 September 2011
Answers...
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Saturday, 17 September 2011
...
But if she comes back, if she comes back,
what a beautiful thing, what a crazy thing
Because there is less little fishes swimming in the ocean
than the little kisses I will give
in your mouth, inside my arms
the hugs have to be, millions of hugs
very fast, all together, silent like this
Hugs and little kisses and caresses without end.
...
Chega de Saudade by Tom Jobim
But if she comes back, if she comes back,
what a beautiful thing, what a crazy thing
Because there is less little fishes swimming in the ocean
than the little kisses I will give
in your mouth, inside my arms
the hugs have to be, millions of hugs
very fast, all together, silent like this
Hugs and little kisses and caresses without end.
...
Chega de Saudade by Tom Jobim
Thursday, 15 September 2011
Wednesday, 14 September 2011
Secret Mind
The voice that announces herself every day seems to not worry about the answers it gets here and there. Secretly, promotes all kinds of questions with and without reason, trying to make you discover a balance between the Self and the World that reveals a keen sense for the most stubborn reflections. In this Self lives a presence that is searching for its own presence; in the World where it searches is everything else that does not fit in a small but complex Self. That is how it integrates various scents and sensations ... a Self never despairs when is searching itself equipped with senses, and only expect to face an obstacle, the Mind.
[26th August 2008]
[26th August 2008]
All dreams have different sizes and all sizes have different shapes.
Trying to reach dreams is like walking in a trapeze without a net, where balance seems to be the right key for success. One can afford to succeed as many times as it wants but not without experiencing first the fear of not having the net and eventually fall.
The sun is shinning on the other end and when one steps that platform it is time for some quick thoughts about what was left behind.
Curtains are often closed and then opened again in a movement that resembles the cycle of all living things, leaving the open possibility that maybe that strange feeling called fear is nothing but a trampolin that project us to somewhere closer to our dreams.
Trying to reach dreams is like walking in a trapeze without a net, where balance seems to be the right key for success. One can afford to succeed as many times as it wants but not without experiencing first the fear of not having the net and eventually fall.
The sun is shinning on the other end and when one steps that platform it is time for some quick thoughts about what was left behind.
Curtains are often closed and then opened again in a movement that resembles the cycle of all living things, leaving the open possibility that maybe that strange feeling called fear is nothing but a trampolin that project us to somewhere closer to our dreams.
Saturday, 10 September 2011
Notification (Part 2)
Ana is back again! Slowly she will start posting again.Maybe very very slowly... :)
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