Even in the quietest moments...

Even in the quietest moments 

I wish I knew what I had to do 

And even though the sun is shining 

Well I feel the rain --- here it comes again, dear 

And even when you showed me 

My heart was out of tune 

For there's a shadow of doubt that's not letting me find you too soon 

The music that you gave me 

The language of my soul 

Oh Lord, I want to be with you. 

Won't you let me come in from the cold? 

Don't you let the sun fade away 

Don't you let the sun fade away 

Don't you let the sun be leaving 

Won't you come to me soon 

And even though the stars are listening 

And the ocean's deep, I just go to sleep 

And then I create a silent movie 

You become the star, is that what you are, dear? 

Your whisper tells a secret 

Your laughter brings me joy 

And a wonder of feeling I'm Nature's own little boy 

But still the tears keep falling 

They're raining from the sky 

Well there's a lot of me got to go under before I get high 

Don't you let the sun disappear 

Don't you let the sun disappear 

Don't you let the sun be leaving 

No, you can't be leaving my life 

Say that you won't be leaving my life 

Say that you won't be leaving my life 

Say won't you please, stay won't you please 

Say won't you please, stay won't you please 

Lord, won't you come and get into my life 

Lord, won't you come and get into my life 

Say won't you please, stay won't you please 

Say won't you please, stay won't you please 

Lord no, don't go... 

And even when the song is over 

Where have I been --- was it just a dream? 

And though your door is always open 

Where do I begin --- may I please come in, dear?

Frank Allen: Ever hear of chaos theory, Ed? It's a science, tries to determine underlying patterns in chaotic systems. Weather, ocean currents, blood flow, that sort of thing. But it turns out that there are few things more chaotic than the beat of a human heart. Its beating up, slowing down. Pretty face, flight of stairs. It's always changing depending on what's happening out there. It's an erratic son of a bitch. But underneath all of that bump-da-bump mess, there is in fact a pattern, the truth, and it's love. Most important thing about love is that we choose to give it, and we choose to receive it. Making it the least random act in the entire universe. It transcends blood, it transcends betrayal and all the dirt that makes us human. If you can figure that out, the Jake Lees of the world got nothing on you.
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Despejo

Procurar um sentido
Amar de novo
Aprender e ensinar
Cuidar dos queridos
Criar boas memórias
Todos
Nenhum

Sorte ou azar, que diferença faz, se só descobrimos no final?

O pior excesso de sutileza não é o imperceptível, é o oposto.

Nenhuma decisão racional é relevante.

Luzia

Tão jovem. Tão linda. Tão cedo.
Até neste momento ainda com algo de deslumbrante.
Ele, ali em pé, o extremo oposto.
Os anos o pouparam muito pouco.
Ninguém entendeu quando se casaram.

Mas ninguém sabia deles juntos,
Dos lugares que amaram.
De como ele a fazia rir.
De tudo que gostavam na cama.
E dos sonhos que trocavam depois.

Não que fosse um sacrifício pelo desejo.
Ou que não fosse sem dificuldades.
Mas se um futuro tivesse chegado
Só serviria se fosse para eles.

Ele nunca se importou com fofocas,
Mas hoje todo mundo entendeu
As lagrimas lentas explicavam:
Ele a amou pra sempre.

You know?

Fare thee well, my friend.

From 2007-06-24 - Zurich

10 Anos de Octopus

Que coro da próxima década seja tão bom quanto o da passada.

Zabriskie Point

Ironia

Overdosed...



Im just the pieces of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me
Im far away from home
And Ive been facing this alone
For much too long
I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growing up and what a struggle it would be
In my tangled state of mind
Ive been looking back to find
Where I went wrong


Too much love will kill you
If you cant make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
Youre headed for disaster
cos you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you
Every time


Im just the shadow of the man I used to be
And it seems like theres no way out of this for me
I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down
How would it be if you were standing in my shoes
Cant you see that its impossible to choose
No theres no making sense of it
Every way I go Im bound to lose


Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
Itll drain the power thats in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
And the pain will make you crazy
Youre the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you
Every time


Too much love will kill you
Itll make your life a lie
Yes, too much love will kill you
And you wont understand why
Youd give your life, youd sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end...
In the end.

Take comfort in your friends

Everybody

I need a fix...

Livre arbítrio

Meu impasse na "teoria da gota de chuva" é que mesmo aceitando nosso destino inexoravel, o livre arbítrio não pode ser uma ilusão, por definição. Precisa ser uma escolha.



Rush - Free Will

There are those who think that life
Has nothing left to chance
With a host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless dance

A planet of playthings
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
The stars arent aligned ---
Or the gods are malign
Blame is better to give than receive

You can choose a ready guide
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice

You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path thats clear
I will choose free will

There are those who think that theyve been dealt a losing hand
The cards were stacked against them ---
They werent born in lotus-land

All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate
Kicked in the face
You cant pray for a place
In heavens unearthly estate

Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt
Thats far too fleet...

"Eu vi pessoas partirem, como dia que amanhece e escurece, sem a gente perceber
Todo tempo do mundo, já não basta mais, se o segundo que eu quero não chegar" - Elektra

Anarquista

Se é pra ser utópico, que seja pela ausência de propriedade.

Por que corremos para os extremos se a felicidade está nas sutilezas?

Sidarta

Nosso espírito bebe de muitas fontes. Aprendemos pela lógica dedutiva, pela fé, pelo corpo e pelo amor, em quantidades e tempos variados. Apesar de tal diversidade, todo conhecimento é sinônimo de aceitação.
Se assim, a sabedoria então não está na erudição nem na simplicidade, mas na capacidade de tudo aceitar, de si e do mundo.
Não julgue tal idéia como conivente, pois é justamente o oposto. É o exercício ativo de compreensão das consequencias, acima do bem ou o mal, uma vez que tais estruturas morais são insustentáveis. E é pela experiência que esta maquina se exercita, como magistralmente mostrado por Hesse nesse breve romance.

The Theory of Poker

Dinheiro encadernado é o mínimo a se dizer deste livro. Apesar de não se ater especificamente ao hold'em, a apresentação do jogo psicologico, dos fundamentos matematicos e da logica das apostas é brilhante. Um livro a ser relido em todos os niveis.