Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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Friday, October 12, 2007
DA MAIOR IMPORTANCIA
Foi um pequeno momento, um jeito
Uma coisa assim
Era um movimento que aí você não pode mais
Gostar de mim, direito
Teria sido na praia o medo
Vai ser um erro, uma palavra
A palavra errada
Nada, nada
Basta quase nada
E eu já quase não gosto
E já nem gosto do modo que de repente
Você foi olhada por nós
Porque eu sou tímido e teve um negócio
De você perguntar o meu signo quando não havia
Signo nenhum
Escorpião, sagitário, não sei que lá
Ficou um papo de otário, um papo
Ia sendo bom
É tão difícil, tão simples
É tão difícil, tão fácil
De repente ser uma coisa tão grande
Da maior importância
Deve haver uma transa qualquer
Pra você, e pra mim
Entre nós
E você jogando fora e agora
Vai embora, vá!
Deve haver um jeito qualquer, uma hora!
Há sempre um homem
Pra uma mulher
Há dez mulheres para cada um
Uma mulher é sempre uma mulher etc., tal
Assim como existe disco voador
E o escuro do futuro
Pode haver o que está dependendo
De um pequeno momento puro de amor
Mas você não teve pique e agora
Não sou eu quem vai
Lhe dizer que fique
Mas você não teve pique
Não sou eu quem vai
Lhe dizer que fique…
"Da maior importância" , Caetano Veloso
Coliseu dos Recreios 12 e 13 Out 2007
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
# Everyone is a leader. Growth happens. Whenever it does, allow it to emerge. Learn to follow when it makes sense. Let anyone lead.
# Ask stupid questions. Growth is fueled by desire and innocence. Assess the answer, not the question. Imagine learning throughout your life at the rate of an infant.
# Work the metaphor. Every object has the capacity to stand for something other than what is apparent. Work on what it stands for.
# Ask stupid questions. Growth is fueled by desire and innocence. Assess the answer, not the question. Imagine learning throughout your life at the rate of an infant.
# Work the metaphor. Every object has the capacity to stand for something other than what is apparent. Work on what it stands for.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
"When you enjoy something, you must never let logic get too much in the way. Like the villains in all the James Bond movies. Whenever Bond breaks into the complex: 'Ah, Mr. Bond, welcome, come in. Let me show you my entire evil plan and then put you in a death machine that doesn't work'."
Jerry Seinfeld
Jerry Seinfeld
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Friday, August 31, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Monday, August 06, 2007
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
mentes que brilham
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Friday, July 27, 2007
# Scat. When you forget the words, do what Ella did: make up something else ... but not words.
# Make mistakes faster. This isn’t my idea -- I borrowed it.
# Forget about good. Good is a known quantity. Good is what we all agree on. Growth is not necessarily good. Growth is an exploration of unlit recesses that may or may not yield to our research. As long as you stick to good you'll never have real growth.
# Make mistakes faster. This isn’t my idea -- I borrowed it.
# Forget about good. Good is a known quantity. Good is what we all agree on. Growth is not necessarily good. Growth is an exploration of unlit recesses that may or may not yield to our research. As long as you stick to good you'll never have real growth.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
# June
June 2004 - "Making love with asian girl on meadow"
Nick Knight based his Pirelli calendar's images on women's sexual fantasies.
"I decided if I was going to do the calendar, I was going to try to change it in some way."....
So Knight approached a range of famous women and asked them to tell him their sexual fantasies, their dreams, their desires, which he would then interpret - using models - month by month in the calendar...A fascinating group of women responded to his request: authors Catherine Millet and Elizabeth Wurtzel, artist Tracey Emin, singers Bjork, Courtney Love and Marianne Faithfull, and actresses Catherine Deneuve, Emmanuelle Seigner, Liv Tyler and Isabella Rossellini, among others.
"I had lengthy phone conversations, a lot of them very late at night, with these famous women, when I was asking them to tell me: 'What are your thoughts about sex? What are your fantasies?'...Knight made one promise to his confidantes: that he would never reveal whose fantasy was whose. We'll never be certain who said what.
Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Saturday, June 30, 2007
#1. Avoid fields. Jump fences. Disciplinary boundaries and regulatory regimes are attempts to control the wilding of creative life. They are often understandable efforts to order what are manifold, complex, evolutionary processes. Our job is to jump the fences and cross the fields.
#2. Allow events to change you. You have to be willing to grow. Growth is different from something that happens to you. You produce it. You live it. The prerequisites for growth: the openness to experience events and the willingness to be changed by them.
#3.Stay up late. Strange things happen when you’ve gone too far, been up too long, worked too hard, and you're separated from the rest of the world.
#4.Play can only happen when people feel they have control over their lives. We can't be free agents if we’re not free.
Bruce Mau
#2. Allow events to change you. You have to be willing to grow. Growth is different from something that happens to you. You produce it. You live it. The prerequisites for growth: the openness to experience events and the willingness to be changed by them.
#3.Stay up late. Strange things happen when you’ve gone too far, been up too long, worked too hard, and you're separated from the rest of the world.
#4.Play can only happen when people feel they have control over their lives. We can't be free agents if we’re not free.
Bruce Mau
Friday, June 29, 2007
simone
“A sense of freedom is something that, happily, comes with age and life experience. In 'The Second Sex,' Simone de Beauvoir says that as they approach 50, a lot of women are set free from the anxiety and the mortification and the humiliation of intimate relationships with men - the opposite sex. For some reason, you are suddenly free from it. And thank God for that. It's the upside of sticking around this long.”
Diane Keaton
...só me faltam 20.. e poucos..
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Monday, June 04, 2007
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
valsinha
Um dia ele chegou tão diferente do seu jeito de sempre chegar
Olhou-a dum jeito muito mais quente do que sempre costumava olhar
E não maldisse a vida tanto quanto era seu jeito de sempre falar
E nem deixou-a só num canto, pra seu grande espanto convidou-a pra rodar
Então ela se fez bonita como há muito tempo não queria ousar
Com seu vestido decotado cheirando a guardado de tanto esperar
Depois os dois deram-se os braços como há muito tempo não se usava dar
E cheios de ternura e graça foram para a praça e começaram a se abraçar
E ali dançaram tanta dança que a vizinhança toda despertou
E foi tanta felicidade que toda a cidade enfim se iluminou
E foram tantos beijos loucos
Tantos gritos roucos como não se ouvia mais
Que o mundo compreendeu
E o dia amanheceu
Em paz
Chico Buarque e Vinicius de Morais
Olhou-a dum jeito muito mais quente do que sempre costumava olhar
E não maldisse a vida tanto quanto era seu jeito de sempre falar
E nem deixou-a só num canto, pra seu grande espanto convidou-a pra rodar
Então ela se fez bonita como há muito tempo não queria ousar
Com seu vestido decotado cheirando a guardado de tanto esperar
Depois os dois deram-se os braços como há muito tempo não se usava dar
E cheios de ternura e graça foram para a praça e começaram a se abraçar
E ali dançaram tanta dança que a vizinhança toda despertou
E foi tanta felicidade que toda a cidade enfim se iluminou
E foram tantos beijos loucos
Tantos gritos roucos como não se ouvia mais
Que o mundo compreendeu
E o dia amanheceu
Em paz
Chico Buarque e Vinicius de Morais
Friday, May 04, 2007
Monday, April 30, 2007
woody
Mary: I was tired of submerging my identity to a very brilliant, dominating man. He's a genius.
Isaac: Oh really, he was a genius, Helen's a genius and Dennis is a genius. You know a lot of geniuses, y'know. You should meet some stupid people once in a while, y'know, you could learn something.
In Manhattan
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
i'm your man
"I don't think that a writer needs to have anything to say, it's the appetite to say something that's important (..) it's the urge, it's the necessity"
(...)
If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear my leather mask for you
If you want a partner
Take my hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man
If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
I'll examine every inch of you
If you want a driver
Climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
I'm your man
(...)
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
The shackles are undone
The bullet's quit the gun
The heat that's in the sun
Will keep us when it's done
The rule has been disproved
The stone, it has been moved
The grain is now a grove
All debts are removed
Oh, can't you see what love has done
Oh, can't you see what love has done
Oh, can't you see what love has done
What it's doing to me
Love makes strange enemies
Makes love where love may please
Soul in its striptease
Hate brought to its knees
The sky over our head
We can reach it from our bed
If you let me in your heart
And out of my head
Oh, can't you see what love has done
Oh, can't you see what love has done
Oh, can't you see what love has done
What it's doing to me
Please don't ever let me out of here
I've got no shame
Oh no, oh no
Oh, can't you see what love has done
Oh, can't you see
Oh, can't you see what love has done
What it's doing to me
Oh, can't you see what love has done
I know I hurt you and I made you cry
Oh, can't you see what love has done
Did everything but murder you and I
Oh, can't you see what love has done
But love left a window in the skies
Oh, can't you see what love has done
And to love I raphsodize
Oh, can't you see what love has done
To every broken heart
Oh, can't you see what love has done
For every heart that cries
Oh, can't you see what love has done
Love left a window in the skies
Oh, can't you see what love has done
And to love I raphsodize
Oh, can't you see
"Window in the skies" by U2
Monday, March 12, 2007
fistfull of love
I was lying in my bed last night
Staring at a ceiling full of stars
When it suddenly hit me
I just have to let you know how I feel
We live together in a photograph of time
I look into your eyes
And the seas open up to me
I tell you I love you
And I always will
And I know that you can't tell me
And I know that you can't tell me
So I'm left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion
So I'm left to pick up
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion
I feel your fists
And I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it's out of love
I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It's out of love
It's out of love
I accept and I collect upon my body
The memories of your devotion
I accept and I collect upon my body
The memories of your devotion
I feel your fists
And I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip
And I know it's out of love
I feel your burning eyes burning holes
Straight through my heart
It's out of love
It's out of love
Anthony and the Johnsons
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
i will wade out
till my thighs
are steeped
in burning flowers
i will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into
the ripe air
alive : with closed eyes
to dash
against darkness
in the sleeping curves
of my body
i shall enter
fingers
of smooth mastery
with chasteness
of sea-girls
will i complete the mystery
of my flesh
the mystery
of my flesh
Bjork
till my thighs
are steeped
in burning flowers
i will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into
the ripe air
alive : with closed eyes
to dash
against darkness
in the sleeping curves
of my body
i shall enter
fingers
of smooth mastery
with chasteness
of sea-girls
will i complete the mystery
of my flesh
the mystery
of my flesh
Bjork
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
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