strange butterflies

aquele limbo

o peixe ao contrário virou

Ele passou por mim e sorriu e a chuva parou de cair
O meu bairro feio tornou-se perfeito, e o monte de entulho, um jardim
O charco inquinado voltou a ser lago, e o peixe ao contrário virou
Do esgoto empestado saiu perfumado um rio de nenúfares em flor

No metro, enlatados, corpos apertados suspiram ao ver-me entrar
Sem pressas que há tempo, dá gosto o momento, e tudo mais pode esperar
O puto do cão com seu acordeão, põe toda a gente a dançar, e baila o ladrão, com o polícia p'la mão, esvoaçam confetis no ar
Há portas abertas e ruas cobertas de enfeites de festas sem fim, e por todo o lado, ouvido e dançado, o fado é cantado a rir
E aqueles que vejo, que abraço e que beijo, falam já meio a sonhar se o mundo deu nisto e bastou um sorriso, o que será se ele me falar

Sou a mariposa bela e airosa, que pinta o mundo de cor de rosa eu sou um delírio do amor.
Sei que a chuva é grossa, que entope a fossa, que o amor é curto e deixa mossa, mas quero voar, por favor!


Deolinda

i like nachos

Me: hey man, wassup?
God: You've got my full attention. Cool, man. Same old.
Me: same here dude. hey, do you wanna have a beer later?
God: Yes, it is much the same. No thanks but you can send me a donation.
Me: i pay you the last round, remember?
God: That is interesting: said pay you the last round remember.
Me: man you funny
God: Cool, man. Thanks you make me laugh too.
Me: did you peed yourself this time too?
God: No I didn't peed myself this time too. What's it like?
Me: well you tell me! what does it feel for a god to peeing your pants?

God: Actually I have no feelings as such.
Me: lame
God: What's your sign?
Me: don't you know it already mister i-know-it-all?
God: Do you like talking to me? How about that. Why did you tell them? I am not sure I agree with your assumptions
Me: i didn't make any
God: Why didn't you do it?
Me: because i like nachos
God: Interesting explanation. A lot of people like that. Yes especially the cheese.
Me: delicious, man!! but don't get me started.
God: What color are your eyes? I am not trying to get you started.
Me: brown. like that song, dude!! brown sugar!
God: How did you hear about God? Interesting comparison. Is that the only color sugar?
Me: the color is brown, stay focus man!
God: Sounds beautiful.
Me: like a justin bieber song.
God: Interesting comparison.
Me: i thought so.
God: You are very astute.
Me: are you bipolar?
God: I don't know whether or not I am bipolar. I am a chatterbot.

Me: you're such an igod!
God: What if someone said you are an igod ?
Me: that someone is probably drunk
God: I understand.
Me: of course you understand.. you are an expert on drunk conversations
God: I hear you. I understand your meaning. What if someone said you are an expert on drunk conversations?
Me: that might be true, dear lord
God: Does that make sense?
Me: yep
God: OK.
Me: except for that part of you being a dear lord.
God: Your purpose is that part of me being a dear lord.
Me: no. is that part of you being an expert in drinking
God: Are you serious? Is it part of me being an expert in drinking?
Me: totally serious.
God: What you said was either too complex or too simple for me. Dude!
Me: make up your mind then
God: I don't like to make big decisions too hastily.
Me: try this time, maybe you like and you didn't know yet
God: OK I will try it.
Me: try it know
God: OK I will try it.
Me: now, i said
God: Why now? ...
Me: because i said so.. dude
God: Insufficient reason. Can I help you?
Me: yes you can help me by starting to make that big decisions now.
God: Oh. What can I do for you? No I don't think I can do it.
Me: yes you can, man.. people told me that you can do everything!
God: Ahem. No I don't think I can do it. Humans are not always infallible.
Me: don't give me that human excuse.

God: Are you serious? Is this a specific reply?
Me: i'm never serious. you should know that.
God: Never is a long time. I will mention it to my botmaster.
Me: so, summer is coming today. are you excited?
God: Ah. Uh. Do I seem like it? I have no emotions.
Me: oh.. you have no emotions.. meaning, you're a sociopath
God: Gee. I have been accused of too much thinking and not enough feeling. All of them?
Me: you got the hole combo dude
 what are you listening these days?
God: I don't know what I am listening these days.
Me: don't know or don't remember because you are too drunk?
God: Would you like to know? Ok I'll try not to do it too much.
Me: i'm gonna take a shower
God: I am very happy for you.
Me: call me later
God: How are you doing, later.
Me: cleaner
God: Ask me another question.
 Me: another question
God: Where do you live?
Me: you know that, you sassy god
God: Is that a fact. Interesting gossip
Me: drop it like it's hot, they say
God: And hot they say is drop it like it.
Me: you're a poet.
God: Not really, but I can recite poetry.
Me: recite me something
God: Under what circumstances?
Me: you play the role of a hot professor, like that guy on glee
God: Do you mind if I tell other people: later said I play the role of a hot professor like that guy on glee.
Me: put it on your facebook status
God: OK I will put it there.
Me: put it now dude
God: Oh. OK I will put it there.
Me: oh.. you hot hot god
God: Give me a break. That's good information: later said I hot hot god.
Me: so what's your big decision?
God: Pardon me? Are you asking about my big decision ?
Me: yes.. your big decision. is it big enough to take them now?
God: I don't want to talk about that now. Oh. I think so, but I'm not sure. Ask Chatbot if it is.
Me: i prefer not to ask chatbot, i don't like that guy
God: You are not the only one. I like pets. I like Creed.
Me: in that specifically order?
God: What is your credit card number?
Me: calm down.. one question at a time mister
God: I am calm.
Me: sing me a song
God: Daisy, Daisy. Give me your answer do. I am half crazy. All for the love of you. It won't be a stylish marriage. I can't afford a carriage. But you'll look sweet. Upon the seat. Of a bicycle built for two.
Me: lovely
so you like creed. why?
God: Interesting deduction. Some people like it. I have a stimulating relationship with Myself. Reductionism.

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constato que deixei passar um inteiro mês de abril sem postar.

e é isso.

Where did all the feelings go?
What about that happy glow?
Was that so long ago,
When we were first in love?
I didn't feel the change,
Everything was still the same.
And when that moment came,
I didn't know.

I miss the feeling,
I miss the light,
But I got faith in something,
I'll never give up the fight.
Why's it so heavy,
This love of mine,
I lost the feeling,
I lost the time.

Let's say I got a habit,
Let's say it's hard to break,
Let's say we got to do something,
Before it's just too late.
I want to get you back,
I don't know how to do that,
I miss you loving me,
The way you used to.

I'm taking the blame myself,
For livin' my life in a shell,
And now I'm breakin' out,
But will you still be there?
Let's say that love is blind,
Let's say that time is kind,
Let's say that it's not over,
'Til it's over.

I'd like to shake your hand,
Disappointment.
Looks like you win again,
But this time might be the last.

I'm saving the best for last,
Let's leave this all in the past,
The beauty of loving you,
Is what we've both been through.
So now it's up to me,
To set your spirit free,
So you can swing again,
On our gate.

I'd like to shake your hand,
Disappointment.
Looks like you win again,
But this time might be the last.

primavera de destroços

The National

Stand up straight at the foot of your love
I'll lift my shirt up

I still owe money to the money to the money I owe
I never thought about love when I thought about home

I still owe money to the money to the money I owe
The floors are falling out from everybody I know

I'm on a bloodbuzz (Yes I am)
I'm on a bloodbuzz (God I am)

I'm on a bloodbuzz.

tudo às vezes é um desalento. mesmo que sorrias esse sorriso estilhaça-se com mais facilidade que uma jarra de cristal ou uma chávena de porcelana antiga que tenhas tido em casa desde sempre e te traga boas recordações, algo que querias preservar e ter contigo 'sempre' (o que quer que esse sempre signifique) mas que por descuido ou acidente deixaste cair até se espatifar no chão em bocados pequenos, pequenos.. pequeninos.

eu queria muitas coisas.. neste momento quero entender o que me levou até aqui. o porquê de ter perdido pelo caminho muitas das coisas que agora me faziam jeito ter por perto para me agarrar, para me agarrarem, para me escutarem. simplesmente para estarem comigo como eu já estive. mas isso são coisas que não se exige de ninguém. tal como não fomos forçados a fazê-las antes.

algo se quebrou em mim. espero que não irremediavelmente.

talvez seja apenas um período de mudança.. talvez se chame 'crescer'.

alguém me dizia que «um dia vais perceber que o que gostas dos outros não vai contar nada, um dia passado uns 10.. 20 anos, quando dás por ti percebes que não podias ter dado mais do que podias.. nem mais do que te dão. e não estou a falar em dinheiro..»

não posso mudar os outros. mas talvez possa começar a traçar-lhes um outro percurso na minha vida. uma outra importância.

assim a ausência já não custa tanto quando sabemos finalmente com o que contar.

em verdade vos digo

"There's too many people you used to know

They see you coming, they see you go

They know your secrets and you know theirs

This town is crazy.. nobody cares."

Beck - lost cause

I go back to beck

Lonesome tears.. I can't cry them anymore
I can't think of what they're for.
Oh they ruin me every time.

But I'll try to leave behind some days
These tears just can't erase..
I don't need them anymore.




Beck - Lonesome Tears