:: boom boom boom boom

i love that talk...
when you talk like that,... you knocks me out

jack white and meg white

:: h a p p y 3 n d

estou indeciso...
...oscilo entre isto:

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...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

:: reuniao no penedo d'amizade [tombo à sinistra]

penedo d'amizade - sintra
fotos/objecto©xserra
climbers: xserra e iris

no alto da montanha
pertinho lá do céu
havia um castelinho
aonde um rei viveu
de lá se via o céu
se via a terra
ao longe o mar
no alto da montanha
quem me dera lá morar

:: dia das femeas [the day after]

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“1,000 years from now there will be no guys and no girls, just wankers.
...sounds great to me”
mark "rent-boy" renton

musica: "deep blue day" brian eno
foto: trainspotting

:: fütter mein ego = feed my ego

musica: "yü-gung [fütter mein Ego]" de einstürzende neubauten
objecto©xserra

:: fds na roulote da maria junto ao mar

that all my destinations will accept the one that's me
so I can breath
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got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul
so it goes...
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i'm alive
excertos de: "guaranteed" eddie vedder

:: [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

:: anti-feng shui

"condominio fechado" - serra da azóia
climbers: xserra & iris

arestas cortantófuscantes em condominio fechado com vista para o mar

:: 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]

:: aberta a epoca de amizades d'aderencia

penedo d'amizade - sintra

:: get high

um dia no aerodromo

:: assimetricamente falando

tou farto do meu lado direito. faz peso e desiquilibra.

clã "lado esquerdo"

:: 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

:: qd for crescido

:: 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

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and I am here.
by charles bukowski

:: 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

:: 23: | 07: | 8. | 1. | 11 > há noites/dias tão assim...

excerto: "down by law" de jim jarmusch

hoje é o dia

:: kung hei fat choi > 2011

onde estava há 2 anos atras...

“she had well conditioned hair, was beautiful, but nothing really was there”

:: fim da emissão d'hoje [1977]

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.................. { * } mas vejo que a conversa vai ficar pra outro dia

musica: "raquel" de ornatos violeta

:: a hibernar

you will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
you will find me waiting through spring and summer
you will find me waiting waiting for the fall
you will find me waiting for the apples to ripen
you will find me waiting for them to fall
you will find me by the banks of all four rivers
you will find me at the spring of conciousness
you will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain

às x's tenho chuva dentro da cabeça

:: noel schizophrenia

sonic youth "schizophrenia"
afinal tb sei postar coisas de natal. se repararem bem,
ao fundo estão lá as luzinhas e os efeites da época

:: out of tune

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my whole brain was out of tune > i don't know how to tune a brain do you > went into a brain shop >
they said they'd have to rebuild the whole head > i said well do what you got to do > when I got my brain back >

didn't work right > didn't have as many good ideas > haven't really had a good idea since I got it fixed

musica: “my brain” morphine
imagem: “water” by shinichi maruyama

:: fire walk with me

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musica: "freshly squeezed" de angelo badalamenti

:: um conto de natal

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“se eu quisesse, podia contar muitas histórias sobre o dito cujo. mas basta esta, a primeira que me vem à cabeça. um belo dia, após uma bela noite de sono, o dito cujo abriu os olhos, levantou-se da cama, dirigiu-se ainda meio ensonado ao quarto de banho, olhou para o espelho e, oh!, fez uma careta terrível! caramba, a terrível careta que ele fez! e depois disse: “xanto deux, o gue agontexeu à minha gara? parexo o gregor xamxa.”
o que significa: “santo deus, o que aconteceu à minha cara? pareço o gregor samsa”, mas ele pronunciava mal as palavras, por causa daquilo que acontecera à sua cara durante a noite. e é tudo.”
rui manuel amaral na “365”

...e eu, que acordei com a cara feita numa melancia lustrosa. não! acho que acordei uma melancia lustrosa com cara, assim é que é!
e isso deixou-me para já, três dias fechado em casa e com receio de saír à rua, por poder causar repulsa às pessoas, que por esta altura do ano abundam felizes plas ruas, cheias de pressa e sacos de compras, embrulhos e fitinhas às cores.

fotografia: diane arbus
afinal não era eu, eram elas, as pessoas.
afinal nao era uma melancia lustrosa, era um abcesso.

e é tudo.

o comércio tradicional deseja-lhe um bom natal!

nota: “one morning, when gregor samsa woke from troubled dreams,
he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.”
in “metamorphosis” de franz kafka (1883-1924)

:: where is my mind

objecto/video©xserra
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“porque uma vez que tenhas experimentado o voo,
caminharás sobre a terra com o olhar posto no céu,
porque já lá estiveste e queres voltar”
leonardo da vinci (1452-1519)