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olivier

someone said..

"One of the greatest joys known to man is to take a flight
into ignorance in search of knowledge."

Inside and out

Baby, I can't figure it out
Your kisses taste like honey
Sweet lies don't gimme no rise
Oh, oh what you're trying to do?

Livin' on your cheatin'
and the pain grows inside me
It's enough to leave me crying in the rain
Love you forever but you're
driving me insane
and I'm hanging on
Oh, oh, I'll win, I'll never give in

Our love has got the power
Too many lovers in one lifetime
ain't good for you
You treat me like a vision in the night
Someone there to stand behind you
When your world ain't working right

I ain't no vision, I am the man
who loves you inside out
backwards and forwards with
my heart hanging out
I love no other way

What am I gonna do if we lose that fire?
Wrap myself up and take me home again
Too many heartaches in one
lifetime ain't good for me
I figure it's the love that keeps you warm

Let this moment be forever
we won't ever feel the storm
I ain't no vision, I am the man
who loves you inside out
backwards and forwards with
my heart hanging out

I love no other way
What am I gonna do if we lose that fire?
Don't try to tell me it's all over
I can't hear a word I can't hear a line
No man could love you more
And that's what I'm cryin' for
You can't change the way I feel inside

You're the reason for my laughter and my sorrow
Blow out the candle I will burn again tomorrow
No man on earth can stand
between my love and I
And no matter how you hurt me
I will love you till I die

I ain't no vision, I am the man
who loves you inside out
backwards and forwards with
my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What am I gonna do if we lose that fire?


Bee Gees

it's too hot to think

listening to...


It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got

It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)

It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got

It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
Don't mean a thing all you've gotta do is swing
It don't mean a thing all you've gotta do is sing
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, dooooo-aaaaah)
Don't mean a thing


Ella Fitzgerald

"The space between
What’s wrong and right
Is where you’ll find me hiding
Waiting for you"

Dave Mathews

Free as a bird, it's the next best thing to be.

Free as a bird,
it's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.

Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.

Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?

Where did we lose the touch
that seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...

Free as a bird,
like the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.

Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.

Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Always made me feel so free.

Free as a bird.
It's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.

Beatles

rendo-me

ouvi dizer

“Contrary to what most women think, men are interested in successful relationships. Most men will never pass up the chance to date the woman of their dreams. In fact, when a man does encounter this rarity of a woman, his passion gets the better of him. The thoughts that race through his mind are something like: "This woman is my girl. I'm going to treat her right and do all I can to make her happy."

what´s going on

dia não.nothing to say. it happens.

The plan it wasn't much of a plan
I just started walking
I had enough of this old town
had nothing else to do
It was one of those nights
you wonder how nobody died
we started talking
You didn't come here to have fun
you said: "well I just came for you"

But do you still love me?
do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
of doing that old dance
with someone I've been
pushing away

And touch we touched the soul
the very soul, the soul of what we were then
With the old schemes of shattered dreams
lying on the floor
You looked at me
no more than sympathy
my lies you have heard them
My stories you have laughed with
my clothes you have torn

And do you still love me?
do you feel the same
And do I have a chance
of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again

You lost that feeling
You want it again
More than I'm feeling
you'll never get
You've had a go at
all that you know
You lost that feeling
so come down and show

Don't say goodbye
let accusations fly
like in that movie
You know the one where Martin Sheen
waves his arm to the girl on the street
I once told a friend
that nothing really ends
no one can prove it
So I'm asking you now
could it possibly be
that you still love me?
And do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again

I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you

I take it all from you
I take it all from you

deus

"Beauty is unbearable,(...) offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time."

Albert Camus

#1 Love your experiments (as you would an ugly child). Joy is the engine of growth. Exploit the liberty in casting your work as beautiful experiments, iterations, attempts, trials, and errors. Take the long view and allow yourself the fun of failure every day.

#2 Work the metaphor. Every object has the capacity to stand for something other than what is apparent. Work on what it stands for.

#3 Drift. Allow yourself to wander aimlessly. Explore adjacencies. Lack judgment. Postpone criticism.

#4 Capture accidents. The wrong answer is the right answer in search of a different question. Collect wrong answers as part of the process. Ask different questions.

"In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary."

I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each others dreams, we can be together all the time.

Calvin and Hobbes

"The fact remains that getting people right is not what living is all about anyway. It's getting them wrong that is living, getting them wrong and wrong and wrong and then, on careful reconsideration, getting them wrong again. That's how we know we're alive: we're wrong. Maybe the best thing would be to forget being right or wrong about people and just go along for the ride. But if you can do that, well, lucky you."

Philip Roth, in American Pastoral

'Do you ever feel like a puzzle, you can´t find your missing piece?' Chris Martin

Dicen que por las noches
No más se le iba en puro llorar
Dicen que no comia
No mas se le iba en puro tomar
Juran que el mismo cielo
Se extremecia al oir su llanto
Como sufria por ella
Que hasta en su muerte la fue llamando

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Cantaba
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Gemia
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Cantaba
De pasion mortal Moria

Que una paloma triste
Muy de mañana le va a cantar
A la casita sola
Con las puertitas de par en par
Juran que esa paloma
No es otra cosa mas que su alma
Que todavia la espera
A que regrese la desdichada
Cucurrucucu
Paloma
Cucurrucucu
No llores
Las piedras jamás
Paloma
Que van a saber
De amores

"Break it, stretch it, bend it, crush it, crack it, fold it."

Images by Peter Beard

"É a primeira vez que faz chorar uma mulher. O corpo dela quebra com os soluços, as frases são cortadas ao meio. Ele pensa que talvez um beijo, uma derradeira tarde de sexo possam anestesiar a aflição feminina. Nunca sentiu este desconforto, esta maldade, mesmo quando, num ringue, na rua, infligiu dor a outros homens. Ele gosta desta mulher. Mas terá sempre que considerar a dimensão do mundo e todas as outras mulheres."

in 'O coração dos homens' Hugo Gonçalves

dreams can be deceiving
like faces are to hearts
they serve for sweet relieving
when fantasy and reality lie too far apart

Slow like honey, Fiona Apple

"we know what we want but we're not fragile enough"