Friday, June 19, 2009

surprises

There is no reason to ever be afraid
and then...suddenly I am

I panic, look around and
there is so much beauty around

and if I just simply don't belong?

Are there going to be no surprises?
Or, the opposite, too much to bare?

Saturday, January 27, 2007

a falta...

A falta que me fazes, verdade...
Sei que fico muito escondida no silencio...
Fechada no meu cantinho escuro...
Mas vai sabendo bem, de vez em quando, receber um "telegramazinho" teu qualquer...

Fico eu, aqui recolhida no meu vazio...
E lá passa, penetra as barreirazinhas todas que eu levanto,
uma qualquer noticia tua...

Obrigado

Saturday, January 13, 2007

why do i need you...

I need to be held

To be hold tight by you

Don’t let me go

Don’t let me get away

Quiet me down with serene words

Comfort me with your tender care


Be my guiding star…

Sunday, January 07, 2007

wither...

Without love i wither and die...

Friday, September 22, 2006

sem pedir licença

Eu sei desculpa,
não é intenção minha
ou tão pouco, hábito meu, pedir licença
ou a consciência do espaços que, ao passar, habito


Mas sim eu sei


Eu chego e ocupo






sem pedir licença

Thursday, September 21, 2006

let's go right now...

let's go to the beach
right now (19:47h)

lay in the sand until the moon sets in

and then...
go for a late night swim
dive, swim...
or just let the waves roll us around in the sand

and stay
until we get cold
or have something better to do





...

Trapped inside

To be alone…
To be left alone
Inside the world you told me to create
who told you, you could pretend to be here? To leave without even, ever, had been here?
How could you had ever felt you had the right?
Without telling me nothing?
What did you wanted?
Someone to love you while you waited for someone else?
Someone to take care of you while you waited for someone else?






can’t do that
won’t do that
haven’t been doing that

alredy left,
only a litlle bit of my heart still lingered with you
I don’t want it back
please discard of it in the manner you perceive fit,
that part of my heart is already dead…





that part of my heart is already dead…

Snowpatrol - chasing cars

So i was finally able to cry

does that mean that I’m alive or dead?


Is this the usual mourning?


Am I just tired?





“If I lay here, if I just lay here
would you lay with me and just forget the world?”

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

cicatrizes

Deixa-me apagar-te (beijá-las até à exaustão) todas essas cicatrizes que trazes contigo que outros te fizeram.

Deixa-me cuidar-te, proteger-te, embalar-te no colo, amar-te...

ser eu, mostrar-te tudo o que sou, mostrares-me tudo o que és,
Crescer contigo, ser livre,
Rir à chuva, voar…


contigo…

Sunday, August 13, 2006

miscommunication

To mistrust?
To miscommunicate? Or even give nothing about us at all?

How to do it right?
Do other peoples actions should weigh on our willingness to take risk? To what extent?

Are you courageous because you keep carrying on, or are you a coward for not defending yourself from another?

At what point do you decide that you can open up or you just have to assume innocent until proven guilty?

How do you do it these days?

Is it just plain stupid to keep trusting?
Should you be always ruining new chances of true communion with people in order not to be hurt?
Should you start at the point of mistrust and share noting but miscommunication until you think the other deserves your true self? If so, how do you know that the person in front of you is not doing the same?

My conclusion?
It is pointless, time consuming and exhausting to conceal oneself.

However … it seems to keep you alive.
well does it? Keep you alive? Or in a coma?
As it come to the point to be considered adrenaline rush (the risks one takes in being true to oneself and others) instead of living? And living, is in fact a comatose experience? Or a cowardly one?

So …
am I a coward little girl that just wants to be loved and is in fact going for crumbs?
Or a stupidly brave clown with an open chest exposed to the world?

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

to feel

To feel
To breathe
To be brave enough to exist
To be brave enough to be awake
To take chances
To knowingly take risk
Just to be able to feel again

to be born again,
to be alive

i'm completely scared...

after KO, OK

Uma pausa era exigida...
E foi cumprida.





Back to the world ...
Here I go again...

Fucking rollercoaster

Monday, May 08, 2006

escolher uma direcção da rosa dos ventos e gritar

apetece me gritar! ofender! mas não sei quem, nem em que direcção
escolher uma direcção da rosa dos ventos e gritar

que parvoíce, pq é que se arrependem?
pq não tentaram mais?

farta e cansada de vocês todos

Apetece-me arrancar o coração e atirá-lo de um penhasco
Deve ser defeituoso, não funciona de certeza


Despeço-me

Friday, April 28, 2006

i am

i am love

In love with life

Again. In love with life
At last, again in love with life
What a relief

I can still feel
I can still feel

I can feel my body being wrapped around by the sun
and I just need to close my eyes and let go

and then I go...
...
and i travel

...

Friday, April 14, 2006

easter holidays

Lisbon is empty and so is my heart...

Monday, February 13, 2006

still’s and but’s ...

So I finally settled down and got a job (it’s still as a freelancer and it may end at any given time but I still have to perform the routine dance of being there 8/10 hours a day) and started doing all those stuff that used to freak me out but …
I guess it’s like in the end of trainspoting you now? (I know I know but it’s the simplest way to explain it without a huge amount of unnecessary text).
But I still stop in the subway and touch the engravings in the wall just because they look good to me, I still look at people and love each and everyone of them, I still miss sharing my heart and having an accomplice that will run out into the ocean with me …
So … lot’s of still’s and but’s in my life … but it seems a good test trial of a plan (and backup) of bringing those 2 worlds together … the grey and the pink …

Saturday, February 04, 2006

At last




















At last, enjoying life again …
Although still heart broken …

Thursday, January 12, 2006

travel partner

I do not need a father
Quantum physics is my father
I do not need a mother
The path that lies before, behind, beneath and beyond is my mother

But I do need a travel partner
Would you be mine?

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

swollen little pee

I’ve realized now that i need someone to love ...
not as much as someone to love me, but someone to be loved by me.
My heart aches full of tenderness to give...
my chest is sore full of what I cannot empty out.

I’ve become a pathetic swollen pee with little arms and legs sticking out ...





The only fucked up thing is that, it cannot be anyone,
It has to be you ...

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Regroup ... (where, or here part 2)

where is the key ?
and where is my heart ?

Friday, December 02, 2005

Phoenix

sorry but ...

in me ... you cannot be ...



in me you are no more ...



Phoenix,
eu, símbolo da vontade irresistível de sobreviver, de ressurgir, triunfar…

Sunday, November 27, 2005

never ever ...

I will never ever fall in love again ...
never
ever
ever


...
ever





I had enough, I know what I want to feel and it’s not this…
So … if it’s not love what I’m looking for, what is?

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

in between days

in between ...
the beginning and the end
heaven and hell
the future and the past
success and failure

between forever ... and never ...

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

sur•ren•der

sur·ren·der
sur·ren·dered, sur·ren·der·ing, sur·ren·ders

To relinquish possession or control of to another because of demand or compulsion.
To give up in favor of another.
To give up or give back (something that has been granted).
To give up or abandon.
To give over or resign (oneself) to something, as to an emotion.

Hell is also

Hell is also proximity without intimacy, denying delivery, denying surrenders ...

Allowed – Not allowed

To see – but not to touch,
To touch – but not to taste,
To taste – but not to fell,
To fell – but not to commit,
To commit – but not to guarantee ...

Monday, October 31, 2005

I was asked to define myself

I’m an ingenue existentialist
(or existentialist ingenue, I "serve" them both in equal surrenders)
A poet
That used to be love personified

An old walking sorrow offering cookies to people passing by ...

I’ve sat down quietly

I’ve sat down quietly
Trying to listen
Trying to find
Even the muffled of sounds
Whispers of once loud proclamations to the greatness of love and life

But nothing
No sound

All is quiet

All but my tears
Those vain, stage lovers
That dance to their fullest
In my miserable hours

I want to take revenge
To kill those tears (to dry them out)
But kill is such a passionate word that can no longer be “carried out” by me

Me, the poor illusion of my former self ...

Delusions of an ingénue

Do I go looking for love in all the wrong places?

Some could say that I do ...

But I look for it everywhere
Should I go look for it nowhere?

Where is nowhere?



Where?

A loud and pleasant laugh is aloud ...

I’ve fallen out of love with love

I have bad news
Never happened before

I ran out of love in me
How is this possible?

I am love personified
...
I used to be love personified ...


Now no more sweet metaphors or romantic desires in me left to communicate, to put into words ...


I’m no longer in love with love


All dried out

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

The other story ...

The story goes …
It could be … but its not.
Will it ever be?
Who cares?
I don’t anymore …

It’s too damn hard, how come it’s so hard?


I had enough of my heart, i'm shutting down …

I’m gona become a nun,
and dance (and sweat) till I have no more water in me for tears …

I’m still gona keep this blog in “honour” of the future, what it could be and the chance of finding you out there … it’s only because I have those things in my heart and I need to let it out, otherwise it would explode, I have no choice, it’s my fucking romantic nature.

But I also have no more hope,
no more faith in finding you,
its over,
I’m done.

I don’t want to feel anymore …

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

the story 3

Everything began yesterday ...

the story 2

I don’t remember falling asleep ...
But I do remember dreaming ...

Monday, October 03, 2005

the story 1




















Woke up from a bad dream just to find out that it isn’t over …


more and better pictures soon

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

By W B Yeats

...
But I, being poor, have only my dreams ;
I have spread my dreams under your feet ;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams...

Monday, September 19, 2005

maria rita

"chovia nas ruas do meu coração" ...

msn

JohnnyGil @ BN says:
podes pensar q são só papéis... tiveram a importância q tiveram na altura mas não te representam hoje

asms says:
sei como quero o meu mundo, e quero que me reflita, por dentro

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

bat

my sister calls me a bat, and lately it’s been true
working by night, sleeping by day
but ... I like it




bat
Any of various nocturnal flying mammals of the order Chiroptera, having membranous wings that extend from the forelimbs to the hind limbs or tail and anatomical adaptations for echolocation, by which they navigate and hunt prey.




Ok it could be me ...
I just have to learn how to navigate better
and hunt (better) prey, for that matter
ehehe

Monday, September 12, 2005

you

Where are you?
I’m cold ...

house

I want a house with blue walls and red doors ...

start

So many great things waiting for me to do them ...
Such life waiting outside ...

So I guess I should start ...

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

and taste ...

The sun has risen
and the earth has kept spinning
unaware of my misery ...


It’s a nice day today

full of things to do,
say
and taste

Monday, September 05, 2005

thirst

strong desire for something ....

a strong desire for you ...

quench

To put out (a fire, for example); extinguish.
To suppress; squelch.
To put an end to; destroy.
To slake; satisfy: Mineral water quenched our thirst.
To cool (hot metal) by thrusting into water or other liquid.




it's all that ...

will you?

quench my thirst ...

could you?
would you?




will you?

Sunday, September 04, 2005

You got it wrong

I love your politeness and chivalry ...

Thursday, August 25, 2005

I love the way

the way your eyes follow me ...
I feel them

the way my eyes find you in the middle of the crowd ...
You call me

kiss me
on my neck

uncontrollable ...
stronger than the both of us

till the moon becomes the sun ...
and the sun begets the moon

something surround us

I’m going to hurt my heart
ain’t I?

thoughts, perceptions and time
with you

my eyes are blue
what about yours?

2 forces of nature ...

here ...

here is the key ...

and here is my heart ...

Friday, August 19, 2005

suddenly

suddenly i’m proud of all that i am

sad, happy, loud, silent, sarcastic, innocent, wrong, right (fell free to hadd stuff here) …

all the little things that make up who I am
all that is my universe
I wear it around my neck, parade it on my chest
I keep my chin up high

relinquish

3. To let go; surrender



re·lin·quished, re·lin·quish·ing, re·lin·quish·es

i want to be ...

i want to be sand under your towel ...
i want to be sun touching your skin ...
i want to be water surrounding your body...

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

be

be wind beneath my wings ...
be warmth on my skin ...
be love in my heart ...

be ...

Saturday, August 13, 2005

no sense

I’ve come to the point were I’m scared of loving people too much, of spoiling them, of chasing them away …
And that makes no sense to me …

Thursday, August 11, 2005

...

I’m your guardian angel, trust in me …

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

The world is mine

Well … I still believe in the concept of you, of a partner … and that you are out there somewhere …

How couldn’t I ?
It seems that I’m hopelessly romantic so … what can I do but give in to it? I’m not able to give up believing. Despite of all sorrow I keep on living, no risk no gain, right?
I have to, I have to believe in romance otherwise what’s the point?
What’s the point of all this beautiful world/life if there’s not also a “you” running around for me, to share with?

(I’m not saying that it’s all pink, that it’s all easy, I hope not, otherwise what would be the fun?)

So … I get up, pack my sorrow and move on …
The world is mine ...

Friday, July 29, 2005

back?
















stopped fleeing ...
yes ... i'm back

fleeing me ...

Monday, July 25, 2005

i had ...

before I had met you I had no idea I was alone …
before I had met you I had no idea I wanted more …

but … now I know perfectly what I want ...

and it’s not you ...

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

G.O.

Game Over ...

your hand

I felt your hand guiding me trough the forest ….

Sunday, July 17, 2005

It’s

It’s not that you made me cry (cause you didn’t) ...
It’s that you didn’t dried them away ...

it's not that you broke my heart (cause you didn't) ...
it's just that you didn't mend it ...

and in that way ... you did

Friday, July 15, 2005

my little revelation

Thank you MadGayHousewife (and beautiful Jamie) for writing …

I’m going to “share” something now…

I was describing the times before, what i called, “year zero” in my life. Well, the big “earthquake” as happened, but there are still some aftershocks. It’s not like everything is different now, life is the same but I deal with it very differently, that for me was the answer … my little revelation … that came out from all of that.´

My take on it, it’s, my body said: “I’m fed up with you not dealing with your stuff and dragging it around, so I’m forcing you to deal with it now, I had it!.” And my body ceased to function, it was like that, i was no longer able to, I couldn’t do basic stuff, nothing at all, you saw my list.

I’ve trained myself to think “when a door closes, a window opens somewhere” or “this is not a problem, this is an opportunity” and its amazing how much fun sometimes I have, little surprising things, I just keep on looking, adding experiences and knowledge to what I know. But it took “willpower”, it didn’t come easy, it was a choice …

There’s a catch! (as I see it …) I have to be aware of the choices i make and stop blaming whatever, also accept that I’m human, I’ll make mistakes. Over and over again, apparently it’s how I learn.

I’m only responsible for myself, in the sense, that I only control my actions, the world is free, and “being fair” has nothing to do with it. It’s always were you’re at in life, my path is what allows me to se or not what is around, and that, enables me to get hurt or hurt someone else. Yes we have all hurt someone, at some point in our lives, haven’t we?

I keep on flowing trough life and not trying to bend obstacles but to go around them or work with them. There is a very practical result in seeing things in a poetical way, assuming things happen for a reason, so you “make up some positive reason” and surprisingly it takes you somewhere you never though. You just keep on trying and before you realize, yes there is “heaven and hell” here on earth and I can chose …

Could you say that I live in a delusional world? Well, at least I live in a delusion that is positive rather then a pessimist one. If we were to argue that there is something called reality (ehehe), it could be said that, cause I’m happier I’m “able to perform” in all levels of my life and get so much out of that it effectively changes my reality to much better, so it’s quite the practical illusion.

It’s not as simple or straightforward but it does wonders me every time it happens again … Of course I still hurt and get sad (and life hurts so much sometimes) but another “trick” that I learned was to put things in perspective, also works and it allows me to keep an open heart. It hurts and bleeds but I’m able to keep wounds to minimal and heal them much faster, and why is that a choice? Because I rather feel than not at all.

It took me like a year of depression to “unlearn” my old behaviour, find another one that worked better for me, and learn it. It was an intense year of self-knowledge, awareness and personal research.

I’m truer to myself, I scare the shit out of people that don’t know how to deal with all of me (cause it’s not usual to be so open or relaxed or honest – don’t confuse honesty with blabbing and saying mean things to people – it’s just a honest open heart).

If I could go back in time, I would try to learn my “lesson” sooner, although the depression was the best thing that happened in my life, it was the hardest thing ever and the most excruciating pain and anguish I have ever felt.

But … I’m still here … packed with my perspective and different ways to deal with things. Sometimes I think that I’m not going to make it and then I do … again … over and over again … so … I guess it’s worth keeping that open heart after all …

Sunday, July 10, 2005

Tagged

Jamie here's my depressed list to you:

- sleep a lot
- watch tv a lot (trying to keep numb)
- stare a the ceiling
- eat a lot
- leave all the boxes for the take-away piling around (I can’t cook when I’m depressed)
- don’t leave the house for 2 weeks
- or: don’t change clothes for that long or don’t wear none at all
- hung around wrapped in a sheet
- don’t bathe but keep putting deodorant (otherwise I wouldn’t stand myself) even if not wearing nothing at all
- don’t answer the phone or the door
- dark is good, light is bad, no windows open, just at night for cold air
- listen to music really but really loud all day
- search weird kinky stuff online, read about it and everything else
- have the weirdest ideas for design stuff but forget to write them down
- avoid everyone; give excuses to people so I don’t have to leave the house or to avoid someone showing up
- unable to cry, so I try to convince myself to cry (it could help me blablabla), but still unable to
- don’t do nothing at all
- hypothesize to how I got this way
- hypothesize how to avoid it
- write whatever stupid stuff I convince myself to and proudly title them "my conclusions"
- and then leave the house

Saturday, July 09, 2005

is it?

i’m all troubled soul in a swirl of joy or pain ...
or lust ...

Thursday, July 07, 2005

little boxes

I would love to be able to put my joy in little boxes and give it to you as a gift …

Since I can’t ... just drink it straight from me …

blank canvas

my heart was left blank,
the writings were undone,
the ends tied,
.


you do not dwell here anymore ...

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

One More Time

That story, you know, about the world being round, is as old as your soul ...
Actually, the world became round because of you ...
Because ... we would always have to meet ...
One more time ...
Over and over again ...

Monday, July 04, 2005

into the point of

The numbness, in my cells, is starting to fade ...
And the lead running in my veins is slowly converting back to blood ...

(I’m able to get up now)

the light seems a little too bright ...
but it is of a beautiful orange yellow ...

it floods me ...

to the point of warmth ...

into the point of pleasure ...

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

An ode to you

How could I not be in love, with life and love, with such beautiful souls crossing my path?

Thank you to all of you for making my life so full and fulfilling …

You make it possible for me to notice the sun, the flowers, the way different seasons have different smells, the moonlight and the stars, the sky, feelings, the good in people, how wonderful life is (of course wonderful with all of you by my side), laughing out loud in "huge and pleasantfull noisy manners" …

This is life …

So … this “pink and poetic” way to see or live life …
It’s all your fault …
You’re to blame…

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

rain

Although i love soaking the sun ... or just floating in the water ... or lying down in the sand ...
I’m missing the rain ...
Well ... perfection would be lying in the sand and rain started to fall ...
Little rain drops all over me ...
Making me feel lighter and free ...

Monday, June 27, 2005

A love letter for the future

The air we breathe is a line that flows between the two of us ...
I feel you at the other end ...
I won’t break it or pull it ...

Our paths will cross ... when we are both ready for it ...

All paths cross when people are ready for it ...

And I’ll recognise you, because I’ll be already living in your heart ..
And you’ll recognise me, because you are my heart ...

A bite anyone?

Do you want to take a bite?
Be aware, it is an apple ...
Symbol of sin ...
The source of all downfall ...
And humanity ...

half of an apple
 Posted by Hello

parallel world

I keep leaving little uneaten halves of everything all around ...
Vowed to find out why ...
We could say I’m waiting for you to come and have those other halves, so that means they are for you ...
when will you get here?

tree leafs in the wind

Went to the beach for the weekend to relax ...
Not enough but did the “trick” ...

I love the way tree leafs dance in the wind ...

Ehe! Well ... apparently the weekend did just fine ...

You were missed girls ...

Friday, June 24, 2005


me ... happy ... Posted by Hello

me tasting you ...

Just to start ... me tasting you ...
it means tasting you, tasting life ...