Fotos do litoral. / Sea coast photos.
Há tanto para sentir... que apenas uma só existência, não chega!...
Aqui vos deixo, a minha sugestão musical, para hoje... Coldplay - Ink.
Foto de Ana Freire.
"Já pouco me interrogo, confesso, quando a onda galga o paredão.
Aqui vos deixo, a minha sugestão musical, para hoje... Coldplay - Ink.
Foto de Ana Freire.
"Já pouco me interrogo, confesso, quando a onda galga o paredão.
Não somos deuses, somos meros aprendizes de feiticeiro. E, a cada descoberta, ficamos tão eufóricos que, para lá do manto tecido pela vaidade, nada nos é permitido ver. A humildade, condição fundamental de qualquer pretenso equilíbrio, tende a esvair-se, cada vez mais, como se fosse condição dos fracos. Galga a vaga de contabilizar, ganha a gargalhada de possuir.
Eliminando, sempre.
Já pouco me interrogo, confesso, quando a onda galga o paredão. Já não leio livros, apenas me interessa o olhar das pessoas. Mas sofro, meu amor e, quase sem me dar conta, teimo em procurar a tua mão."
(AC, do blogue... Interioridades).
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| Para sempre... / Forever... |
"I no longer ask myself, I confess, when the wave climbs the seawall.
We are not gods, we are mere sorcerer apprentices. And with each discovery, we are so euphoric that, beyond the mantle weaved with vanity, we are not allowed to see nothing. Humility, the fundamental condition of any so-called equilibrium, tends to fade, more and more, as if it were the condition of the weak. Rises the wave of adding up, wins the laughter of possessing.
We are not gods, we are mere sorcerer apprentices. And with each discovery, we are so euphoric that, beyond the mantle weaved with vanity, we are not allowed to see nothing. Humility, the fundamental condition of any so-called equilibrium, tends to fade, more and more, as if it were the condition of the weak. Rises the wave of adding up, wins the laughter of possessing.
Eliminating, always.
I no longer ask myself, I confess, when the wave climbs the seawall. I no longer read books, I only care about what people really see. But I suffer, my love, and almost without realizing it, I insist to find your hand."
I no longer ask myself, I confess, when the wave climbs the seawall. I no longer read books, I only care about what people really see. But I suffer, my love, and almost without realizing it, I insist to find your hand."
(AC, from the blog... Interioridades).
There is so much to feel... that only one existence, it is not enough!...
Here it stays, my musical suggestion for today... Coldplay - Ink. (See the link above, on this post).
Photo by Ana Freire.
There is so much to feel... that only one existence, it is not enough!...
Here it stays, my musical suggestion for today... Coldplay - Ink. (See the link above, on this post).
Photo by Ana Freire.
