The Self

Chimney falls and lovers blaze
Thought that I was young
Now I've freezing hands and bloodless veins
As numb as I've become

I'm so tired
I wish I was the moon tonight

Last night I dreamt I had forgotten my name
'Cause I had sold my soul but awoke just the same
I'm so lonely
I wish I was the moon tonight

God blessed me, I'm a free man
With no place free to go
I'm paralyzed and collared-tight
No pills for what I fear

This is crazy
I wish I was the moon tonight

Chimney falls and lovers blaze
Thought that I was young
Now I've freezing hands & bloodless veins
As numb as I've become

I'm so tired,
I wish I was the moon tonight

How will you know if you found me at last
'Cause I'll be the one, be the one, be the one
With my heart in my lap
I'm so tired, I'm so tired
And I wish I was the moon tonight

I'm so tired, I'm so tired,
And I wish I was the moon
I'm so tired, I'm so tired,
And I wish I was the moon tonight

All the roads lead to this, all the sounds are created for this - I lived for this. Blessed be the new era for it allowed me to be and be one in us and in us there is more me than this will ever be. This is sacred, divine, celestial and crucial. This is the definition of now and now is everything, now is all there is. What is the meaning of together if there is no separate whatsoever? What is the conclusion for this question if the question no longer exists? What is the reason for existing when existing is the reason? What is reason? What is not?  If I am you and you are me and we are all there is then what was I before this? This is all there is.

I live for your evil laughter.

"Here's what he doesn't know yet --
I disappear into the person I love.
I am the permeable membrane. If I
love you you can have it all: my
money, my time, my body, my dog, my
dog's money, my dog's time...
If I love you I will carry all your
pain, I will assume your debts, and
project upon you all sorts of fine
qualities that you have never
actually cultivated in yourself.
Oh. And I will buy Christmas
presents for your entire family.

I will give you all this and more
until I am so exhausted and
depleted that the only way I can
recover is by becoming infatuated
with someone else."

just keep following the heartlines in your hand

Aqui é sempre um dia chuvoso. Aqui nao se quer mais ser exposto nem se falar em primeira pessoa. Aqui ja nao se soltam livremente os pensamentos livres sem medo. Aqui se tem medo. Aqui ja nao mais se encontra. Aqui ja se modificou, morfou, mofou. Aqui se seguem as linhas da mao. Aqui ja passou da hora, esta atrasado. Por que é mais facil falar de dor e medo do que descoberta, liberacao e alegria?

Aqui mora a nostalgia, meu amigo.

New Year's Eve

I really like your arms...
                      - they like you too ;)

Happy Hanukkah!

You came! You're here!
Just what I needed right now, perfect timing, mate!
I called you, shaking it out... thanks for helping me clean my back.
I love how you helped me paddle faster.
I love how you know how and when to calm me down.
Thanks for helping me bury that horse.
I love how you surprise me, me (!), the one who cannot be surprised anymore.
Thanks for keeping me on my toes.
Thanks for your duality.
You got the gist.
Made me write again.
Cheers!

Calaaaaaados!

Vamos mudar o mundo!
Simbora escrever um livro sobre a sociedade injusta e irreal, uma cancao subjetiva com letra protestante, um blues raivoso e cheio de alma doente de tanta falta de alma e falsa modernidade. Eu nao me importo com nada que fale a respeito de uma massa aonde eu nao me incluo, nao perco meu tempo pensando que, mesmo a minha maior vontade e tentativa, terao o minimo resultado nesse mar imundo. Nao tenho paciencia para pseudo intelectuais, ambientalistas e qualquer tipinho blaze tentando me fazer sentir menos por nao fingir que me preocupo com o que acontece com gente que nao conheco. Tambem nao acho que deveria, desisti de tentar entender e de perdoar a raca humana. Assim como eu, somos todos escrotos egoistas e egocentricos, obviamente, existem niveis de escrotisse e eu escolho me relacionar com os menos asquerosos. Eu sei que, se todos fizerem sua parte, talvez algo melhor aconteceria mas, eu sou a mariazinha chata do maternal que acha que, se joazinho nao precisa fazer, eu tambem nao preciso. E nao acho que devo satisfacao a ninguem a respeito do meu ponto de vista, tambem nao tenho paciencia pra discutir isso. Cada um no seu quadrado! Nao faca aos outros o que nao quer que facam a voce! Mate com docura! Admita que, em tudo que lhe acontece, voce tem culpa sim! Nao coloque a responsabilidade do seu sucesso em qualquer outro que nao seja voce mesmo! Faca o que tiver vontade e sempre, sempre, diga a verdade a voce mesmo.

Nao tenho mais paciencia pra esse post, nem pra nada que me fez querer escrever tudo isso.