Há 9 anos
20.12.11
7.12.11
:: era só pra dizer olá como o stevie
toma lá o stevie maravilhas [mas é só pra desembrulhar na noite de natal]
o comércio tradicional deseja-lhe um bom natal
ps: revejo-me na expressão corporal do min.: 0:45 qd penso em ti
5.10.11
:: humpback whale [Megaptera novaeangliae]
nao sei o que dizem | penso q ninguém sabe | para mim, sou eu q t chamo, na língua dos cetáceos
ps: atiro-m ao ar | rodopio 2x e caio na agua como fazem as baleias d bossa | só para ti
5.9.11
:: the edge
“now there's no sound except the wind,
the needle leans down on 100,
wind-burned eyeballs strain to see down the center line,
no room at all for mistakes,
that's when the strange music starts,
the edge...
there is no honest way to explain it because the
only people who really know where it is are the
ones who have gone over.”
hunter s. thompson
28.7.11
18.7.11
14.7.11
19.5.11
:: s . t . a . l . k . e . r
por causa disto:
um dia trouxe para casa um cão da rua a que chamei "stalker"
e que, ingenuamente acreditei que poderiamos ficar juntos.
nao pudémos...
a tiny town on the outskirts of “the zone”, a wilderness area
which has been cordoned off by the governement.
stalker, works as a guide to bring people in and out of “the zone”,
to a room, which is said to grant the deepest innermost wishes...
residual effects of an unnamed occurrence have transformed a
mundane rural area scattered with ruined buildings into an area
where the normal laws of physics are no longer apply...
stalker by andrei tarkovski 1979
um dia trouxe para casa um cão da rua a que chamei "stalker"
e que, ingenuamente acreditei que poderiamos ficar juntos.
nao pudémos...
a tiny town on the outskirts of “the zone”, a wilderness area
which has been cordoned off by the governement.
stalker, works as a guide to bring people in and out of “the zone”,
to a room, which is said to grant the deepest innermost wishes...
residual effects of an unnamed occurrence have transformed a
mundane rural area scattered with ruined buildings into an area
where the normal laws of physics are no longer apply...
stalker by andrei tarkovski 1979
17.5.11
:: bem, obrigado!... vai-se andando!...
marianne:...what are you doing?
ferdinard:...[looking at the mirror] looking at myself.
marianne:...and what do you see?
ferdinard:...the face of a man who's driving towards a cliff at 100 km/h.
marianne:...[turns the mirror towards herself] i see a woman who is in love
.................with the man who's driving towards a cliff at 100 km/h.
ferdinard:...so let's kiss.
in pierrot le fou
23.4.11
:: pascoa com as crianças junto ao mar
daddy?
yes, son.
what does regret mean?
well son, the funny thing about regret is that
it's better to regret something you have done
than to regret something that you haven't done
and by the way, if you see your mom this weekend,
will you be sure and tell her...
satan satan satan!!!!
butthole surfers: “sweat loaf”
nota: no video, esperar até ao min. 0:25
17.3.11
:: boom boom boom boom
i love that talk...
when you talk like that,... you knocks me out
jack white and meg white
when you talk like that,... you knocks me out
jack white and meg white
15.3.11
:: h a p p y 3 n d
estou indeciso...
...oscilo entre isto:
.
.
.
.
...e isto:
...e nao é que nao me decido!!!
cena final de: “zabriskie point” michelangelo antonioni
musica#1: pink floyd / musica#2: “Oblivion” Ástor Piazzolla
...oscilo entre isto:
.
.
.
.
...e isto:
...e nao é que nao me decido!!!
cena final de: “zabriskie point” michelangelo antonioni
musica#1: pink floyd / musica#2: “Oblivion” Ástor Piazzolla
11.3.11
:: reuniao no penedo d'amizade [tombo à sinistra]
9.3.11
:: dia das femeas [the day after]
6.3.11
:: fds na roulote da maria junto ao mar
that all my destinations will accept the one that's me
so I can breath
.
.
.
got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul
so it goes...
.
.
.
.
.
i'm alive
excertos de: "guaranteed" eddie vedder
so I can breath
.
.
.
got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul
so it goes...
.
.
.
.
.
i'm alive
excertos de: "guaranteed" eddie vedder
1.3.11
:: [des]necessidades
“i want you, and i want you to want me to want you
but i don't need you
don't need you to need me to need you
that's just me
so take me or leave me
but please don't need me
don't need me to need you to need me
cos we're here one minute, the next we're dead
so love me and leave me
but try not to need me
enough said
i want you, but i don't need you
[...]
so i'm gonna leave you, and I'd like you to leave me to leave you
but lover believe me, it isn't because i don't need you
(you know I don't need you)
all i wanted was to be wanted but
you're drowning me deep in your need to be needed
la la la
la la la la la la la la la
24.2.11
:: anti-feng shui
23.2.11
:: redes sociais [fb] > tentativa suicidio #03
"you need to get off facebook" sonny side films
muito melhor do que qq uma das minhas tentativas "frustradas" de suicidio desta coisa facebookiana!!!
[vou espalhar antes de me logoff]
21.2.11
19.2.11
:: assimetricamente falando
tou farto do meu lado direito. faz peso e desiquilibra.
clã "lado esquerdo"
14.2.11
:: pela madrugada
“one more early morning
one more late afternoon
once more you're out in the wind
and once more you come in too soon
it's a long road, oh man
and it's a hard road
you wanna make sure to make all the friends that you can make
you ain't worth much more to them
than the worth of what you give
and the worth of what you take
in this old ritual of compassion
well, you just fail and fall behind
now you're running
seems to be running
you're running out of time
you know it ain't love
no, you know it ain't love
unless it's eating you alive
when you're in your bed at night
no, you know it ain't love
you know there can't be no love
unless it comes howlin' out of you
then you know the time is right
ah you wait so long
and now you don't know
now you don't know what to do
except to pray for your love
to come returning on back to you
you dry out with all of this bitterness and fear
and with every passing year
nothing's really real to you
except this pain that you feel
you will come to realize
that you had your day
someday oh so long ago
when somebody came a-calling at your door
and you pretend that you were not home
now you're running
you're running
you're running out of time”
madrugada "running out of time"
fiz uma pequena mochila e fui dormir na roulote junto ao mar
12.2.11
8.2.11
:: e n j o y
you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little friction or distress.
they dress well,
eat well, sleep well.
they are contented with
their family life.
they have moments of grief
but all in all
they are undisturbed
and often feel very good.
and when they die
it is an easy death,
usually in their sleep.
you may not believe it
but such people do exist.
but I am not one of them.
oh no, I am not one of them,
I am not even near
to being one of them
but they are there
.
.
.
.
.
and I am here.
by charles bukowski
but there are people
who go through life with
very little friction or distress.
they dress well,
eat well, sleep well.
they are contented with
their family life.
they have moments of grief
but all in all
they are undisturbed
and often feel very good.
and when they die
it is an easy death,
usually in their sleep.
you may not believe it
but such people do exist.
but I am not one of them.
oh no, I am not one of them,
I am not even near
to being one of them
but they are there
.
.
.
.
.
and I am here.
by charles bukowski
12.1.11
:: quase a oeste
passei um grande dia (e parte da noite) na rocha. e foi bom. e gosto. e assim me despeço:
adeus meus senhores e cenouras, passem muito bem...
musica: "mr. eastwood" de dead combo
8.1.11
:: 23: | 07: | 8. | 1. | 11 > há noites/dias tão assim...
excerto: "down by law" de jim jarmusch
hoje é o dia
2.1.11
:: kung hei fat choi > 2011
onde estava há 2 anos atras...
“she had well conditioned hair, was beautiful, but nothing really was there”
“she had well conditioned hair, was beautiful, but nothing really was there”
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