Faking faces

Dawn

After another long night the sun can shine again. Just keeping in mind that is the circle of life.

17, 1, 0?

I don't know if I should remember, but I do. Still don't have a clue if I should count, but I do. Even not trying to do so, I instinctively do. Maybe I shouldn't be caring about it anymore, but I am. It is still outstanding no matter what happened, at least for me.

A move

You can talk. Tell me everything you thought, but for some reason you gave up and try to ignore. You can say it out loud. Please don't keep what's inside, I want to hear what's on your mind. It's not a secret, it's not a sin. You can even yell at me. I just want you to be free and never again be afraid of it. And I know it might seem hard, but I'll do my best to make it not. Things get easier when they are clear, and if we want they can turn out to be brighter than sunshine. At least is what I think, the rest is not up to me.

The Scientist

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
And tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, And ask me your questions
Oh let's go back to the start

Running in circles, Coming in tails
Heads on a science apart

Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start

I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Don't speak as loud as my heart
And tell me you love me, Come back and haunt me
Oh when I rush to the start

Running in circles, Chasing tails
Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy
Oh it's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I'm going back to the start.

Coldplay

Veio a calhar

http://feelingsinthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/nebulosa.html

Gota d'água

Ontem ela caiu. Certas coisas podem ser ignoradas, outras são possíveis conviver. Muitas coisas não importam, logo, não incomodam. Há pequenas coisas que infelizmente não dão pra conviver, e com o tempo acumuladas ficam insuportáveis. Conseguem fazer as coisas prazerosas ficarem desestimulantes. Acabam tirando a vitalidade. Tentam desmoronar. Conseguem tocar em um ponto que nem sabia que existia, e esse ponto é o extremo da fragilidade. Quando não dá mais pra ignorar ou conviver - e tentar resolver está completamente fora de alcance - resta apenas uma opção. Então me retiro. Aquele lugar traz pensamentos, irritações e desmerecimentos, mas mesmo assim ainda tem atrativos que conseguem prender. Evitarei, só isso. Batalhar por algo não cansa quando pelo menos há motivações. Batalhar sozinho, e até contra sua própria mente, é apenas desgastante e doloroso.