Tuesday, 30 September 2008

CRASH...


I was sitting here, minding my own business,swear i didn't even bothered a fly nor did i intended so.
Mirrored my thoughts onto the tip of my fingers and let rip and still didn't make myself understood.The spur of the moment, the edge, the uncontrollable need to tell it as it is and mourn the missed words or the ones said way to much.I continuously fall into that trap because i picture a painting and not a film.
There are no still moments there is only organic time there simply fluidity of motion, cause, effect, cause.I should've known better by now.
It's like i keep on seeing myself doing what i just did.
So what is it that in you bothers me so?
How do i allow you to mesmerise me yet?
Fuck off, will you?
(JUST...LET ME KNOW HOW YOU FARING)

Maluco ???

Monday, 29 September 2008

PRICKLING SENSATION


Harvest or fall...
IT'S BROWN'S ENGLAND,AND LONDON'S BROWN


SAO QUENTES E BOAS
Mas envoltas em ouricos...Nada e' facil!!!

PRICKLING SENSATION

CAPE FEAR


There is,was, and always will be a thing that i do not stand for.
I might even pretend but deep down i know that i have nothing but contempt towards one that allows himself to be manipulated or ,worst, that decides to ostracize me in benefit of their own peace of mind.
I forgive but i will never forget.
WITCH MAKES THE FIRST ONE REDUNDANT

Saturday, 27 September 2008

SUPERMAN HOOOOOO


Myself is fighting me.
I just don't like it is too much of a struggle and no clear winner.There's lack of production and objectively inexistence of purpose.
Exhausting myself with excuses and avoiding what i know is unavoidable.
...
I AM SO GOOD THAT I AM BAD

Friday, 26 September 2008

OFF ME HEAD


Hate to force myself to sleep.I don't dream.I wake up cranky and all seems like going downhill from then onwards.
Can't wait to get to my day off.Gonna go somewhere and inhale knowledge and art.
Like the Boomtown rats used to sing (with a difference)

TELL ME WHY...
I DO LOVE MONDAYS?
TELL ME WHY...
I DO LOVE MONDAYS
!

Wednesday, 24 September 2008

Go on...spit it out

A reply is a statement or acknowledgment made in response to an interrogative question, request or comment. [1] Replies are communicated in a variety of ways, the most common being spoken or written, and act as a way of conveying relevant information and continuing a conversational exchange. A simple reply can take the form of a single word, for example "yes" or "no", or can be expressed via body language, such as nodding the head or winking.
OTHERWISE YOU LEAVE ME IN THE DARK...AND I HATE THE DARK





Em Linguagem, resposta é a fase conclusiva (definitiva ou não) de um processo em que dois ou mais interlocutores, em diálogo, interpõem uma questão ou qualquer asserção que implica outra que esclareça a situação (a resposta)
DE UM MODO GERAL resposta pode se enquadrar no esquema causa-efeito, sendo ela o efeito.
SENAO DEIXAS-ME NO ESCURO...E EU ODEIO O ESCURO

Tuesday, 23 September 2008

Turn off the lights


Broken walls, dirty rooms, shady lights.
Drew you with piss against the cold stone in a warm day...
But i still dare to dream;about you and another
And we suck each others toes and you lick the rim of my ass
And the profusion of the orgasmic colours
draws me to a trance and i forget
that i once had you
But i want you no longer...

Monday, 22 September 2008

ANDY WARHOL'S DEAD

Heinz isn't always about beans, but it still is devoured.
What else is out there?




SHHH...ANDY'S ASLEEP,ANDY'S ASLEEP

Sunday, 21 September 2008

TIRED


It's a heavy burden to carry everyday...it's cool though...
I make me ever more resolute.
IT'S A BIG BAG BUT I LOVE TO CARRY IT

Saturday, 20 September 2008

SHIVER ME TIMBERS


Man,do i love to learn about human condition...
When one person has an opinion, it is often representative of a group of people.Again, the interconnection of thoughts and existence.
Weaving that web, there's a spider called MAFIA.
It is a dirty, hairy, repugnant insect that eats up the system from the inside out.Still, it seems that it helps the environment that, in principle, should be losing out.
It turns out that in a society where organized crime is and has always been the rule, the stemming out of the old ways spells disaster for a lot of people, as innocent as they may be...
AND THAT, JUST PLAIN AWFUL SUCKS

Parece-me que afinal nem toda agente e' contra o crime organizado, uma vez que a desenraizacao deste, numa sociedade que nao conhece outra forma, e' nao tao so' penoso como quasi cataclismico, por mais inocentes que sejam as pessoas nela envolvidas.
Por falar em um pais, dois sistemas...
NAO DESEJO TAL SORTE A NINGUEM!

Friday, 19 September 2008

BACK TO WRITING


Still haven't close the doors to London...

Monday, 15 September 2008

HOLD'EM UP


I guess i can't really enjoy my holidays as i wanted too.Turns out that beach has become a lingering wish...still, meeting old friends, being nursed to health by my folks and soak up some culture and party's isn't half-bad for a relaxed time.
As usual, i loved my holidays...
If not for anything, i was away from all the pricks that surround me in London.
HANDS UP FOR SYMPATHY

Sunday, 7 September 2008

Wednesday, 3 September 2008

REUNITED



...'cause it feels so good