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Lost for words

1. When words won't come when you want them to
2. You talk nonstop, but fail to convey your thoughts/emotions effectively
3. Being so shocked that you cannot think of an adequate word to respond to/with

I was spending my time in the doldrums

I was caught in the cauldron of hate

I felt persecuted and paralyzed

I thought that everything else would just wait

While you are wasting your time on your enemies

Engulfed in a fever of spite

Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades

Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution

Is not going to help at all

Because there'll be no safety in numbers

When the Right One walks out of the door

Can you see your days blighted by darkness?

Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?

Stuck in a world of isolation

While the ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies

And I ask could we wipe the slate clean

But they tell me to please go fuck myself

You know you just can't win

Gilmour

Happiness

Through thick and thin, through storm and hail, we'll gather the wind as it blows on the sails of our future. Onwards, forevermore, onwards in the everlasting and elusive path to happiness! The  gale may strike us from above or below, but we shall not flag or fail, we shall defend our "island", whatever the cost may be. Sticks and stones will only serve to strengthen our foundations.

Gunther Dünn (ft. Winston C.)

What we've got, they can't steal it, walk on

And love is not the easy thing

The only baggage

That you can bring

And love is not the easy thing

The only baggage you can bring

Is all that you can't leave behind

And if the darkness is to keep us apart

And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off

And if your glass heart should crack

And for a second you turn back

Oh no, be strong

Walk on

Walk on

What you got, they can't steal it

No they can't even feel it

Walk on

Walk on

Stay safe tonight

You're packing a suitcase for a place

None of us has been

A place that has to be believed

To be seen

You could have flown away

A singing bird

In an open cage

Who will only fly

Only fly for freedom

Walk on

Walk on

What you got

They can't deny it

Can't sell it or buy it

Walk on

Walk on

Stay safe tonight

And I know it aches

How your heart it breaks

And you can only take so much

Walk on

Walk on

Home

Hard to know what it is

If you never had one

Home

I can't say where it is

But I know I'm going

Home

That's where the hurt is

And I know it aches

And your heart it breaks

And you can only take so much

Walk on

Leave it behind

You've got to leave it behind

All that you fashion

All that you make

All that you build

All that you break

All that you measure

All that you steal

All this you can leave behind

All that you reason

All that you care

It's only time

And I'll never fill up all my mind (??)

All that you sense

All that you speak

All you dress up

And all that you scheme

All you create

All that you wreck

All that you hate

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E de repente...

...estou de volta aos anos 80, início dos 90...quando batia a Feira da Ladra, vários vendedores de rua de BD (especialmente aos Domingos de manhã no Terreiro do Paço), e ainda papelarias antigas, em busca dos "livrinhos" da Editora Abril da Marvel. Uma obssessão que, depois, se converteu em vício musical, e passei a bater todas as grandes superfícies comerciais em busca "daquele cd" nos "bargain bins". Os "livrinhos" acabei por os revender aos vendedores no Terreiro do Paço, algures em 1991. Ainda me renderam uns 8 contos acho eu. Uma pequena fortuna. Porém, guardei alguns, só pela curiosidade e memória. 

Fast forward para o século XXI, e para a série de filmes da Marvel que tiveram merecido sucesso. Ainda assim, olhar para isto hoje transportou-me realmente de volta no tempo. Back in time in a geeky nerdy way. :)

castle

Yes. Yes. And fuck yes!

2 de outubro

Data em que esta foto foi tirada. 2 de outubro e já há uma porra de um exército de Pais Natal alinhados quais verdadeiros guerreiros de terracota do séc XXI, prontos para a guerra natalícia que se avizinha! Tenham santa paciência! 2 de outubro? DOIS DE OUTUBRO!!!? 

Pois é...

...com tanta coisa boa que há para ouvir, de vez em quando lá temos de vergar, ceder, conceder... :-)

SIC TRANSIT GLORIA MUNDI

Por via das dúvidas talvez seja melhor escolher uma ampla variedade...

...se chore ou se rie...

Doodles in a Barrel

One way or another

Funnymaton

Funnymaton

...

Showdown

That's life for ya!

But sometimes the "unexpected" comes in a form of a flaming supesonic curve ball...

The Battle Rages On...

Been so many words so much to say

Words are not enough to keep the guns at bay

Some live in fear some do not

Some gamble everything on who gets the final shot

Oh don't talk to me of love

It's obvious it's not enough

Annihilation kill them all

Capitulation watch the mighty fall

The road to glory is lined in red

And though the reason now is gone

The battle rages on

Was it love or hate that got here first

Hate's a habit it's hard to shake the curse

Kill to live and live to die

Human nature you let the strong survive

Oh don't talk to me of love

Be serious it's not enough

Annihilation kill them all

Capitulation watch the mighty fall

The road to glory is lined in red

And trough the reason now is gone

The battle rages on