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Beethoven – Symphony no. 9 in D minor, Op 125 – Thielemann

I’m so aware of where I am, but I don’t know where that is

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Tomorrow I was nothing, yesterday I’ll be
Time has fooled me into thinking it’s a part of me
Nothing in this room but empty space
No me, no world, no mind, no face

I’m so aware of where I am, but I don’t know where that is
And there’s something right in front of me and I
Touch the fingers of my hand
And I wonder if it’s me

Can you turn me off for just a second, please
Turn me into something faceless,
Weightless, mindless, homeless

Vacuum state of peace.

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Let it be.

And when she died, one of the difficulties I had, as the years went by, was that I couldn’t recall her face so easily. That’s how it is for everyone, I think. As each day goes by, you just can’t bring their face into your mind, you have to use photographs and reminders like that. So in this dream twelve years later, my mother appeared, and there was her face, completely clear, particularly her eyes, and she said to me very gently, very reassuringly: “LET IT BE.”

Paul McCartney, about “Let it Be”

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Ain’t no sunshine

one of my most loved songs by one of my most loved artists. joy!

I could even go as far as calling it art. <3

Somewhere between screaming and crying

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How does it feel to be locked inside another dream
That never had a chance of being realized?

It takes a lot…

It takes a lot to give, to ask for help
To be yourself, to know and love what you live with
It takes a lot to breathe, to touch, to feel
The slow reveal of what another body needs

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Amanhã (é sempre longe demais).

Pela janela mal fechada
Entra já a luz do dia
Morre a sombra desejada
Numa esperança fugidia

Foi uma noite sem sono
Entre saliva e suor
Com um travo de abandono
E gosto a outro sabor

Dizes-me até amanhã
Que tem de ser que te vais
Porque amanhã sabes bem
É sempre longe demais
Acendo mais um cigarro
Invento mil ideais
Só que amanhã sei-o bem
É sempre longe demais

Pela janela mal fechada
Chega a hora do cansaço
Vai-se o tempo desfiando
Em anéis de fumo baço

How to Disappear Completely

That there
That’s not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here

In a little while
I’ll be gone
The moment’s already passed
Yeah it’s gone
And I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here

Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here