Valores...

Vamos voltar ao passado, lembrar dos propósitos, das partes mais profundas das nossas almas, que trazem consigo valores que só nós temos. Digo, cada um de nós. Cada um de nós traz em resquícios presentes traços do passado. Isso é notável. A questão é que não queremos enxergar. Às vezes é bom tentar enxergar de forma um pouco mais simples...Tudo se transforma. O que é sólido vira ar e se dissipa. O que não existe começa a criar forma e por aí vai...


Para o tempo. Vamos parar para analisar a cena do agora. O que é que estou fazendo? Para onde estou indo? Com quem estou indo? Como estou indo?

Não sei, não é preciso saber. Só levo comigo a minha essência.

Os Amantes

Não sou sua mulher
E nem uma outra qualquer
Quase objeto de estudo
Que contigo pode tudo

Terça-feira às seis
Esqueçam-se as leis
Desço para te encontrar
E ficamos até o sol chegar

Nosso tempo é conversa
Um minuto e já estou imersa
Na sua imagem e no agora
Que pena, não tem demora
O sol raiou e já vou embora...

Não sou sua mulher,
Mas um dia hei de ser
Quando longe eu estiver
Sei que tudo não vou poder

It could be a little different

Can I just hate you? Thanks. Probably you're still wondering who you are and I'll tell you now. I wish you could be my date, my friend, the guy in the corner that sells popcorn or whoever in my life that made me sick for a moment. The worse part of it is that you are my Dad and you are the one that is making me sick. So, please, stay away and let me breathe for a second. Such a shame of a parent doing this with its own daughter. I hate you and I know I am not a thirteen-year-old-rebel...It has been like this for my whole life. Seriously, what the hell do you want from me? I am so fucking tired and I can't stand this anymore. I'm about to blow up and cry over and over and I got a fever today! Shit. All I do is wrong or not worth it for you. Ok, I am complaining to my own. If there were something I could do, I'd surely be doing this right now...but no. I'm doing nothing and keeping quiet.

Peço ao tempo que se encoste

Peço ao tempo que se encoste...
Que as horas se arrastem
São 6 e não 7, que sorte!

Para o tempo, por favor
Só por hoje e nada mais
Prometo dar valor ao que for!

Quero uma hora então
Aproveito a vida num segundo
e te dou minha mão,
Dou mais, te dou o mundo!

Se é muito, sei lá
perdi a noção de peso
Só sei que em mim há
um amor incerto aceso

A Social Sociopath

"I don't have any local friends, I don't have any money. I'm a failure at life. But these social sociopaths that I know and they're very successful and I guess if I could go back in time and do it all over again, I wouldn't be manipulative or immoral, but I would at least take into mind the fact that life is a game and you should learn how to play it... a little better, cause half of my life I was clueless. I didn't know that life was like that and that there were people like that. You'll run into them in life and especially if you haven't been raised around them and you aren't aware of them, you will ripe for manipulation. You may have a best friend who's a social sociopath and you haven't figured 'em out yet, but there's something off about 'em...it'll come out later. Maybe dating a girl who's a social sociopath, but you haven't seen her true colors yet. You may have people at work who are social sociopaths. These are people who smile at you and backstop while doing it. These are people whenever they had, they are nice to you, there's a reason for, there's an agenda. Watch out. They have no souls, they have no empathy for others. They're mechanical in their thoughts, they're manipulative. These are people who pretend to care about you, but they don't care about you." I just saw this video today and copied what the guy said. Guess he's right, huh?

That's what I want

They're just normal people who follow their impulses and instincts completely.

Feels like pain

All over.

Entire You

Hey, do you know I want you?
Can't we just hold hands and write poems together?
Can't we walk around and talk about nothing together?
Could you stop writing poems about women, but about me?
Could you stop being general and talk to me as if I were special?

Have you ever wondered if someone else is in love with you and you don't know it?
Chances are, someone thinks of you everyday and has probably written stuff about you.
Chances are, movies, songs, pictures and poems are bringing you to someone's mind all the time.
Chances are, this person's biggest wish would be a kind response or even an invitation for nothing.
See? This nothing would be everything to someone you may know. Maybe someone very close, maybe not.
Sometimes you spend months trying to get over him or her because you got hurt.
Think about it. Love can hurt, but there are many types of love. There must be the ones that heal.
And you might not know, but someone is completely in love with you.
I am perfectly sure that this someone is real. Me? Who am I to say it?
Who cares about me! Maybe I am the one that loves you, but I would start thinking differently.
Do it yourself, there must be an inch of you asking for love. Just watch out if it's an "entire you".
If so, there is no harm. Someone's been waiting with all the love and the cure.
Just think about it and do it yourself.

de volta ao meu...eu!

Coincidentemente: Pedro Theme se manteve à extrema direita, Eu,Luiz Fellipe Schutz e Pamela Indellipertinho, Rebekah Carulla Vicent e Luisa Bittencourt na mesma posição e juntas.Karina Roque saiu do fundo e Matheus Camara Pires assumiu o meio.

 Conclusão: antigamente existiam caretas e planos, onde um ficava sempre mais atras, outros mais na frente, dependendo do dia. Hoje não existe possibilidade de planos diferentes e caretas dispersas. Todos praticam juntos o mesmo sentimento e em apenas um único plano, que é, sem pensar duas vezes, o primeiro plano (para todos).

Sentimental

Minha eternidade lunar

Que mais tenho para descobrir nesse mundo que ainda me doa? Já descobri o Tempo, a Morte e Deus. Que mais me falta?

Segredos

Sou o próprio segredo, tenho a boca costurada!

Segredos são sempre segredos, pois quando deixam de ser, se tornam decepção, sofrimento, discórdia ou rumor.

Sou o próprio segredo, tenho a boca costurada.

Stuck, stuck, stuck

Sometimes you've been carrying something extremely heavy on your back. You complain, it hurts, but you are the one supposed to take care of it, so you cannot leave it in the middle of nowhere.  It's what I call blindness.
Let's say that I cut the line of the horse that has been stuck in the tree for 5 years. Sometimes you've been carrying an airplane on the back and if you change your side of view, if you follow the opposite angle, you'll find out that all you have to do to get rid of it is to put it on the floor. Once you're not blind anymore and you put it on the floor. Way to go, kid, because now you have an airplane to fly anywhere you want to and the most lightweight you've ever felt. 

Mestre do Divino e Inatingível Equilíbrio

Gente...como faz?

Eis que Karina, perdida nas suas paixonites me pede uma frase  para postar no face e reviro meu blog todo procurando por uma frase, uma mísera frase que seja "melosa". Estou sín palabras! Meu blog, com 125 posts e vários poemas, não tem UMA frase normal! Todas são ou cheias de ódio, ou cheias de amor. Eu PRECISO achar um equilíbrio. Socorro, Mestre do Divino e Inatingível Equilíbrio! Preciso medir meus sentimentos!

Alguém, alguém me dá uma balança de presente! Só que tem que ser grande, porque posso pesar e ser leve o quanto eu quiser e o quanto eu não quiser.

"Lost in Translation"

Maybe it was just not meant to be
 Sorry that I can't speak
 They sew up my mouth
 I wish you a good trip
Mouth shut, eyes closed
 and never come back to me


Some things are just not meant to be. It was good to have you for some days during my short life. I hope you feel the same. For me, this day is our solemn farewell. You are leaving, I want you to never come back, cause I'm staying. You just have shown up to hurt me. All I want is to live for what I was asked for when I was born. This is my call and I hope you find yours. You have come to pass. Enjoy your flight, your trip, your friends, Europe. Do not come back, I will be thankful. Anyways, goodbye.