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Metáfora de um episódio de vida: 5 minutos e 30 segundos e desapareces. Surreal! A não perder próximos episódios.

3 meses

Quase...quase! 3 Meses e contagem decrescente. Quase a acabar um semi-inferno para começar um novo inferno. Queira alguém que surja uma "hora mais pura" tal como disse a poeta sabedoria, naquele dia em que finalmente se entoaram hinos de liberdade e a livre expressão voltou às ruas. Queiram os deuses que o asfalto me conduza para terras de estudantes, que me corta a respiração estar longe de espirito jovem e de equilibrio.


"Levanta-se da mesa. Lá fora, num relógio qualquer, batem duas horas. Daí a momentos, daí a uma eternidade, levantar-se-á da mesa outra vez. (...) Mas não, a vida é longa, desliza e escorre sem uma quebra. Uma sucessão de acontecimentos, uma corrente sem fim de palavras ditas e de palavras poupadas. Dessas principalmente."

Maria Judite de Carvalho
As palavras poupadas, 1961

Muito mais que o SOL...

Sair de casa e saber o que vou encontrar
Sentir-me livre como uma folha com o vento a dançar
Ah eu não vou parar ...
Música para os meus ouvidos
Mel para o meu coração!

My blueberry nights

Elizabeth: How do you say goodbye to someone you can't imagine living without? I didn't say goodbye.
Elizabeth: I didn't say anything. I just walked away.

(...)

Katya: Sometimes, even if you have the keys those doors still can't be opened. Can they?
Jeremy: Even if the door is open, the person you're looking for may not be there.

(...)

Elizabeth: It took me nearly a year to get here. It wasn't so hard to cross that street after all, it all depends on who's waiting for you on the other side.

My Blueberry nights (2007)

P.S. Qualquer semelhança com a realidade é pura ficção! Completamente atordoada. Histórias de vida ... a procura do amor... portas que não se abrem...

The world through you

You don’t understand me now, I wonder if you ever will, I wonder if you’ll ever try. Don’t get sad about, All the strange thing I wrote, They faded as the ink dried…So I say go, go, hold your fists high, Grow, slow, stand in for the fight,

Though I hope you never have to. So I say run, run, sparkling light, Have your fun and then come home at night, I’m sure you’ll tell me something new, Yeah I can see the world through you.

Frozen lakes and night storms, Most you’ll cross on your own, You’ll face the biggest landslides.

I’ll catch you on the hardest falls, I’ll carry you inside this walls, We’ll sing through all the highest times.

I see the world through you

David Fonseca

David Boy Rules

Tonight I feel it closer
And i can almost touch it
To you this may be nothing,
It's something to me
This raging light
(The Raging Light)

I came in here just for the music
for all the things that it makes me feel
I came to exorcise my demons
to bury those days when only pain was real

treat me right
my dreams will come true tonight
come with me
set me free
we'll be alright
(The 8O'S)

You locked up your heart
You wake up with tears and stars in your eyes
You gave it all to someone that
Cannot love you back

Your days are packed
With wishes and hopes for the love that you\'ve got
You waste it all to someone that
Cannot love you back
(Someone that cannot love)

And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
(Rocket Man)

Kiss me, oh kiss me,

If that can make it right.
Try me, find me,
Just throw them on me…
Those failed expectations…
Floods and afflictions you’re through.
Cause I just might, take them home with me.
(Kiss me, Oh kiss me)

This fear tentation
Im sure there's something over there
And I feel I can hardly wait
(This wind temptation)

David Fonseca, Coimbra: Queima 2008.