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quarta-feira, 31 de agosto de 2011

Um dia a gente aprende...

"Um dia a gente aprende a conviver com uns. E a sobreviver sem outros."

Yolanda Duca

domingo, 28 de agosto de 2011

Um dia a gente aprende...ou não!

Há uma diferença entre o que você quer e o que é bom pra você.



Amy Winehouse

Turning tables

Alone


Only one musical note
only that
always alone
wandering through time
just a note

No melody
without music
just a note

that's all I can remember: the same note.
... and I just need a voice to sing.

sábado, 27 de agosto de 2011

LA BALLENA


"Has conocido la oscuridad
en lo profundo del mar.
Sobreviviente ermitaña,
sabia, madre, amiga, hermana.
Los habitantes marinos murmuran
la gran tristeza que lleva
en su interior la ballena,
pues llegó de afuera y ha caído a la Tierra.
Pero me enseñó a enfrentar todo con fortaleza.
Ahora sé que la lucha no acaba,
hasta que llegue el fin".

Sabedoria Xamã

segunda-feira, 22 de agosto de 2011

sábado, 20 de agosto de 2011

Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead



"Nothing compares, no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes they're memories made
Who would have known how bitter-sweet this would taste?"

The Suburbs


In the suburbs, I
I learned to drive
And you told me I'd never survive
Grab your mother's keys we're leaving
You always seemed so sure
That one day we'd be fighting
In a suburban war
Your part of town against mine
I saw you standing on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
We were already, already bored


Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling again


The kids want to be so hard
But in my dreams we're still screaming
And running through the yard
When all of the walls that they built in the 70's finally fall
And all of the houses they built in the 70's finally fall
Meant nothing at all?
It meant nothing at all,
It meant nothing


Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling into the night


So can you understand
Why I want a daughter while I'm still young?
I want to hold her hand
And show her some beauty,
before all this damage is done
But if it's too much to ask
If it's too much to ask
Then send me a son


Under the overpass
In the parking lot we're still waiting
It's already past
So move your feet from hot pavement
And into the grass
'Cause it's already past
It's already, already past


Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling again
I'm moving past the feeling
I'm moving past the feeling
In my dreams we're still screaming
We're still screaming
We're still screaming

domingo, 14 de agosto de 2011

Use o ponto final.

Eu aprendi uma lição alguns anos atrás: Tem coisa que a gente só consegue eliminar da vida quando se chega no limite, quando não dá mais! Aí já não há mais escolha, ou você põe um ponto final ou você deixa de ser você...
Então, se ainda não há o ponto, vai ver, não está tão ruim assim, ou vai ter que piorar pra gente querer mudar.


Portanto não reclame, a decisão de usar reticências no lugar do ponto final é sua.