Da tristeza

La columna rota (1944) - Frida Kahlo

"I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim."

-  Frida Kahlo -

A verdade

"The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to."

-  F. Scott Fitzgerald -

Das emoções

“ During the 1960s, I think, people forgot what emotions were supposed to be. And I don’t think they’ve ever remembered."

- Andy Warhol -

Flowers IV, Andy Warhol

Esperanza

I Know You Know - Esperanza Spalding

Esperanza Spalding, muito bem lembrada pela Thumbelina... Deus te pague Patareca ;)

Factor X

I love boys with messy hair!!!

Photography

"A good photographer must love life more than he does photography. " 

- Joel Strasser -

Eu sabia!!!

Sonhar acordado estimula o cérebro

A magia da palavra...

Daydream delusion, limousine eyelash

Oh baby with your pretty face

Drop a tear in my wineglass

Look at those big eyes 

See what you mean to me

Sweet-cakes and milkshakes

I'm a delusion angel

I'm a fantasy parade

I want you to know what I think

Don't want you to guess anymore

You have no idea where I came from

We have no idea where we're going

Lodged in life

Like branches in a river

Flowing downstream

Caught in the current

I carry you

You'll carry me

That's how it could be

Don't you know me?

Don't you know me by now?

Nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it.

The unreal is more powerful than the real. 

Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. 

Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. 

Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. 

But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. 

If you can change the way people think. 

The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. 

You can change the way people live their lives. 

That’s the only lasting thing you can create.

- from Choke, by Chuck Palahniuk -

Outro tempo começou pra mim agora!

Pra rua me levar - Ana Carolina

Então é assim:

Não vou viver como alguém que só espera um novo amor
Há outras coisas no caminho aonde eu vou
As vezes ando só, trocando passos com a solidão
Momentos que são meus e que não abro mão

Já sei olhar o rio por onde a vida passa
Sem me precipitar e nem perder a hora
Escuto no silêncio que há em mim e basta
Outro tempo começou pra mim agora

Vou deixar a rua me levar
Ver a cidade se acender
A lua vai banhar esse lugar
E eu vou lembrar você

É... mas tenho ainda muita coisa pra arrumar
Promessas que me fiz e que ainda não cumpri
Palavras me aguardam o tempo exato pra falar
Coisas minhas, talvez você nem queira ouvir

Já sei olhar o rio por onde a vida passa
Sem me precipitar e nem perder a hora
Escuto no silêncio que há em mim e basta
Outro tempo começou pra mim agora

Vou deixar a rua me levar
Ver a cidade se acender
A lua vai banhar esse lugar
E eu vou lembrar você...

I just know that...

That one knows me!

Among the men and women, the multitude,  

I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,    

Acknowledging none else—not parent, wife, husband, brother, child,      

any nearer than I am;   

 Some are baffled—But that one is not—that one knows me.        

Ah, lover and perfect equal! 

I meant that you should discover me so, by my faint indirections;    

And I, when I meet you, mean to discover you by the like in you.

- Among the Multitude, by Walt Whitman -