Missing...

How the thought of you does things to me, and
How could I even bend the thought of my own self that by you stand and by You exist.

Cry me and weep me badly cause
I felt for you so far and so far indeed.

Now I miss something I Have
Even ever had, and the longing for your skin grows badly and
Worstly.

Regret or Sorrow...

I do not know what to do, I do not want to hurt anyone I cannot hurt anyone - I can, sure I can, but I do not ever intend to - when it comes to the edge I never know what to do about my acts and ever know the time to make it right, all I can say is that this is the last time that I can say something that is not true or that I will do my best to be a completely honest man from now on for too much suffering and weeping had I brought to the ground of the most perfect, noble and sweet feelings like love, passion and trust.

No more I want to be a nightmare to the ones that love me and no more nightmares shall I bring to my wicked mind which is now nothing else but weak and painful, so that I cannot go on keeping my jaws behind and can ever more be trusted or reliable because no more this words will be needed due to my complete honesty and my absolute and objective resentful sorrow for being gravely fake, and, most of all, no more will I ask for pardon...

Because once I told myself I would ever be sorry and that regret would ever shadow my already shadowed eye, but until now I have not had a pain like this inside, now I must say Sorrow does exist and Regret is now for the worst things I have done and this is unchangeable... I must only ask for forgiveness and for a helping hand and for a thoughtful way of acting, this was for certain a fact that will change my life and my living forever and ever and ever...

Let me be dead inside, let me love you more ad let me be your friend, do not torture my mind with darkened thoughts...

Broken Copyright!!!

Pandora, the Greek image of the one who left all the pains of the world out, something which was illegally copied by the Catholic Church in the Genesis with Eve...LOL, and now even more distorted by the other Christian Religions which are really funny to watch...

Is it my impression or the Copyright was broken here, even in Brazil which follows a different system of authoral rights it would be illegal, and this is not the only lacks of imagination in the CHURCH...

Take for instance the obsession for mountains and the Olimpo, the difference is the the system of moral of the Greek was much more reasonable, for the Christian and all the contemporaneous moral is scared by the double denial: the concrete and the powerful are denied.

STORM

In this STORM of feelings I am in the need of wisdom to do the right thing and do not hurt the ones I care for and not to lose the love of mine...

Desilusion on the World of Lies

Desilusion, an image by Anton Muskin.

This feels like the desilusion is always connected to the values that we in our small expectations still insist on projecting upon people, things or even ourselves.

No one but we can tell what has been the greater desilusion of ours and no one by the others are the ones who are able to dismiss this fake or assumed projections and even now I myself cannot tell which was mine or anyother's.

Despair, unbearable

A image by Mardoe Painter-de-Jonge

For the times when it feels like the world around is down to its last move, when it is as if the world would fail... When you feel the blood on your head start to boil and diminish your range of sight and vision...

My living and my loving these days...

I am longing to define my current days with some pictures that I found on the Internet and really needed to distort some words to fit my living nowadays...

This defines a little of my tired body and mind for this week.

In which I studied hard and got two 90/100 scores, in Litigation Principles and Theory and Civil Law, and still waiting for the other results.



And in which I was very narcissist, and really was able to believe n me more than I should but it was not useless for My believes were fulfilled and I was good indeed...

And worked out a lot...Just in order to be fit for my lady hehehe...

And felt even more in love with my babe and cannot even bare living without her no more, right now I am thinking on her and there is never a day that passes by I do not wonder how will I be able to see her as soon as possible for she is now too much away from my kissing but not from my loving...

In which I smiled a lot and was really fun even in this storm in which I am in... My mind was calm and conscious and very efficient for sure ...

The Jacket was Boring

I took this picture by the very time of my arrival from school classes, but no classes I had, and indeed the teacher who should have applied the Workers Law test was absent: postponed test.

However the good thing was that the result of the test on Litigation Principles, in which I scored 90/100, Yes I needed to study more for the test was easy and to lose ten points is unacceptable..

P.S.: My smile is for you and you know who you are... :-P

My fairy sister

My sister who is my pupil and my confident friend

What a free afternoon can make...

• This is the dirty foot of my sister;
• Este é o pé sujo da minha irmã;
• Eso es el pie sucio de mi hermana...
  

Naigler e Michael

A silly picture of me and my sister

I will write in portuguese because me and my sister talk in portuguese:

Devido as minhas raízes nacionalistas e brasileiras eu escrevo hoje em português, de fato em homenagem a minha irmãzinha, que no momento é a única conversa de alto nível que eu tenho, pelo menos ultimamente que estou sem alternativas, e mesmo assim não sendo ela lá muito intelectualóide ou muito culta ou muito erudita, creio que seja ela uma daquelas inteligências sem necessidades de auto-afirmação por meio dessas frivolidades subjetivas.

Logo nos primeiros momentos do dia ela é capaz de fazer merdas imensas e me deixar injuriado da vida, mas no próximos quando se pensa que ela não tem mais o que de engraçado ou inteligente suficiente a fazer ela inventa um modo de me fazer ficar ou mais perplexo ou mais irritado ou mais imbecil do que nunca...

Waiting for the test

I am in college now, waiting for my criminal law test. I came by 8:oo am, and the test would take place only at 9:40, I was mistaken I was a fool, I totally forgot that the time would be different, I should be studying but I am not... hhehehe

While I was at the bus a motorcycle driver almost got crashed with the bus I was in and the bus driver got really mad and he stopped and opened the door to yell at the motoboy, the motoboy came in and they began an argument, the bus as totally full and everyone began to get mad and to tell the bus driver, it was really fun hilarious in deed, people in Brazil is very like savage monkeys heheh, and I am not saying that I am not as well... hehhe,

Later on I can send some picture related to these facts and surely it will be fun...

P.S.: I AM YOURS FOR GOOD MY SWEET LOVING BABE...

To break the look too nerd of it...

Back from the Gym ...

I am melting and totally wet, need a shower, my hormones are boiling, I really nedded you here now...

The face of mine is not my fault, I really can no more look like a intelectual and boring person.

I am Mr. doubr on the Big city of fear

I am in doubt and lost in the middle of the way of my life, the trouble on being so much used to change is beginning to make me lose all the things that I once cared about...

And This may get harder day by day, for I no more see the things that I used to have and even now I am melancholy with my being and with my goals... they are seeming to vanish and fade away as dust on the desert as I can never be the one I am wishing and ever the one I wished to be in the same way...

Genius

Bach: Great Great at all...

The compositions of his to his lady are the beautiful thing in love of the Old times: Anna Magdalena Bach, the one who had a book of a genius on her, who had the music inspired by her being even unconsciously.

I play the Minuet #4, a beautiful and simple composition of a incipient geniousity.

Come Again!!!

It may seem a little too much aggressive but I simply cannot believe in this image of a British, milky, britghty eyes savior... As ridiculous as the other lies....Later I will write something more acid hehe;-p
Yes, I am catholic, but the image should be more related to the truth or the assumed truth of the genetics that were there on Midwest had...

Silly intelect

Looking weird and dumb this way I feel like my foolish word and worlds would prevail upon my sick and wicked ideas...

Wish for foolish mind

Only the idiots are completely happy... Someone said this once, and it really seems to be a truth of simple ad objective range...

However, pure and simple truths are hardly pure and never simple... I really wish I was Idiot for me not to have this troubled mind and this thoughts of desperation and lost freedom.

Lately I feel like the world is against my will, and in deed I do not believe in will or freedom, not in this place of ashamed works and reliable meaning always cynical and resentful for not being the free nor the joyful at all...

No more I see the places where as a child I used to be and no more the mind of mine is peaceful or dominated by the weaknesses of education and emotional brakes.

Sorry!!!

I am sorry because I told you I would take a hot of me in a suit and did not...And ever more sorry for not being able to talk to you... 'cause I am thinking on you even harder I am telling myself I am crazy or going crazy - don't know -, but I cant help it.

Lion no more

I had my hair cut ... That is all...

Lost my identity, my personality and look like a military pussy...

Well, I was overcome by the pressure of the people around, my teachers, my friends, the colleagues, now I resent that those who liked that little lion would no more appreciate this look, including me and my soul-mate I guess...

LOL

This I found on the Net its funny for the blog addicted

Heitor Villa-Lobos

Villa-Lobos a great brazilian composer the scholl where I study music is named after him, I am learning some compositions of his in the acoustic guitar...

Businessman

Great man, he broke Japan lol.. he is perfect: Jorge Soros...

Me Again...

Need to shave...

Nicòlo Paganini

A great virtuosi from my Italy...

Jillie

I am in a simple simple stuck...

I simply cannot let all the words that I wanted to say out, so it will be hard and hard at all.

Well, I really believe that this sort of feeling called love or anything else is absolutely difficult to be debated or even to be written about... And it would take me my entire day or week or century to say the things I was meant to say, that is why i can only hand some lyrics of some simple poets...

May I be foolish and simple for no other way is left to talk about this and none could really understand what this might express... So:

"Wise men say

Only fools rush in,

But I can't help

Falling in love

With you"

Heil Elvis... and the composer whom I happen not to know...And:

"Un día más se llena de color y tú vendrás llenándolo de amor

Ya no me preocupo al caminar porque tú estás aquí

Y pierdo todo el miedo que me da porque tú crees en mí.

Tú me enseñaste a disfrutar mi vida mucho más dejando el sufrimiento atrás

Dándome un amor real, siempre tan natural, lleno de libertad, lleno de dar

Eres tú quien sabe bien lo que es amar un día más de mi pasión por ti

Y tu vendrás para hacerme sentir que el límite de la felicidad no llegará jamás,

Que cada nuevo amanecer traerá una sorpresa más.

Tú me enseñaste a disfrutar mi vida mucho más dejando el sufrimiento atrás

Dándome un amor real, siempre tan natural, lleno de libertad, lleno de dar.

Eres tú quien sabe bien lo que es amar, vivir, disfrutar, reír, cantar y dar sin preguntar

Un amor real, siempre tan natural, lleno de libertad, lleno de dar

Eres tú quien sabe bien lo que es amar un día más de mi pasión por ti

Y tu vendrás para hacerme sentir que el límite de la felicidad no llegará jamás,

Que cada nuevo amanecer traerá una sorpresa más.

Un amor real, siempre tan natural, lleno de libertad, lleno de dar.

Eres tú quien sabe bien lo que es amar, amar..."

E por fim, devo escrever na minha língua mãe, o belo Português, já que somente dei ensejo a outros autores de outra línguas que não a minha.

Ainda que eu jamais possa ter sentido que isso fosse possível, ou que alguma materialidade nesse tipo de coisa fosse passível de descoberta...

Porém, de fato, jamais seria assim de grande monta não fossem esses pensamentos em relação a isso, e nunca me fosse dado esse tipo de liberalidade ou não me sentiria dessa forma ou nunca me passaria tal extremidade, de qualquer modo as mais honestas palavras nunca me foram proporcionadas a que eu mesmo as proferisse, então fique eu assim atônito e calado...

Hilarious

A Sad Sad Story

This is the story of Penis and Rodney who felt like no more being friends...

Changes

I am changing my life today, not the way i think or feel just the way I act....

I am in the mood for going totally crazy and scared of my acts i need to run from my own thoughts and this is making me crazy...

Metaphor

Well,

These are some albums from a band, a good band, they were visionary it is Pink Floyd

Il Volcano Etna, troppo bello!!!!

Il Volcano Etna, troppo bello!!!! Una nuova frattura effusiva si è aperta nella tarda mattinata nella zona della Valle del Bove. La nuova bocca eruttiva si trova intorno ai 2500 metri di quota, vi è una fuoriuscita di lava che si riversa in una zona deserta del vulcano e non crea pericolo alle strutture turistiche nè alla popolazione.

Eruzione in corso Reuters

Già dal 1997 si ebbero delle piccole manifestazioni di ripresa di attività. Al'inizio del 1998 si avvertirono una serie di scosse, che provocarono crolli a Biancavilla e che segnarono l'inizio di una nuova fase attiva del Mongibello. Il primo cratere interessato fu il Sud-Est con attività stromboliana.

Eruzione antiche Andrea Fiore

For Someone in Poland

This goes to a really interesting person that has my admiration in Poland...

And to my very great intention of vanity and intellectual demise...

Nowadays Czersk is a little village off the beaten truck, however in 12th century it was one of the most important settlements in Mazovia and the castle in Czersk for may years was the center of the Duchy of Czersk.

Gateway in a tetragonal tower

Woods surround the castle

I searched for it on the internet...

She lives in Krakow

y been left intact since the Tartar raids of the 13th century, which accounts for the largely unspoilt Old Town ... now a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Laid out in 1257, the Rynek Glowny (Main Market Square) is one of the largest medieval market squares in Europe ... well as a remarkable set piece fronted by elegant façades. It is dominated by the 16th-century Sukiennice (Cloth Hall), which continues to perform its role as a trading centre with lively market stalls and pavement cafés in and around the building. The surrounding lanes of the Stare Miasto (Old Town) are ringed by the Planty, a leafy, linear park that follows the line of the Old Town walls. The voluminous hulk of Wawel Hill, to the south, is home to Wawel Castle, the seat of Polish kings from the 11th to the early 17th century. It was at this location, in 1000 AD, that the bishopric of Cracow was established and the Cathedral remains the spiritual home of Poland.




P.S.: Thanks for teaching me how to speak Polski

P.S.2:I love my babe who is very sweet and affective and hot as well...

Merhaba Nalan

The famous Hagia Sofia. This was built as a church over 1500 years ago but has since been converted into a mosque.

And i wanted to write something to a special person that lives in turkey.

The sweet and lovely Nalan...

Rio de Janeiro

This is the place where I live


A perfect landscape, this is the most beautiful sight that anyone could see or imagine. Even if I am being a little too much overprotective and hyperbolic about it ...

There can never be a better place for living... And as I do not work this is not perfect for me yet for I need to save at least a hundred million dollars to live well here...

So when I get the chance to go someplace else to work and save the money there I will be...

And as soon as possible I will get back here inn order to waste my sanity and money here...

Lion

I need a haircut, I look like a lion...

I really am not like caring that much for my appearance... However I shaved myself this morning, but my hair... Oh my hair... It is really scary, sometimes I feel like something could come from inside of it, kind like a turtle or an eagle or a tank or something like that...

Bored

I am bored, really am...not for the day... I guess...

But for being fooled and mistaken by my own nieve mind...Sometimes I know that I will be out of my place sometimes and I still keep on going there...

It is nonsense, but i cannot fight it at all...

P.S.: However this was
a good day for my baby is always with me... love you all!!!

Padre Novato

O novo Padre da paróquia estava tão nervoso no seu primeiro sermão, que quase não conseguiu falar. Antes do seu segundo sermão, no domingo seguinte, perguntou ao arcebispo como poderia fazer para relaxar. Este lhe sugeriu que, na próxima vez, colocasse umas gotas de vodka na água, e que depois de uns goles estaria mais tranquilo. No domingo seguinte aplicou a sugestão e sentiu-se tão bem, que poderia falar alto até no meio de uma tempestade, de tão feliz e descontraído que se encontrava. Depois de regressar à reitoria da Paróquia encontrou uma nota do Arcebispo dizendo :

"Prezado Padre... seguem algumas observações:

1. Na próxima vez, coloque gotas de vodka na água e não gotas de água na vodka. - Não coloque limão e açúcar na borda do cálice.
2. O missal não é um apoio para copo.
3. O manto da imagem de Nosso Senhor Jesus Cristo não deve ser usado como guardanapo.
4. Existem 10 Mandamentos e não 12.
5. Existiram 12 Apóstolos e não 10.
6. Não nos referimos ao nosso Salvador Jesus Cristo e seus Apóstolos como 'J.C. e sua Patota'.
7. O Papa é sagrado e não castrado, e não nos referimos a ele como 'O Padrinho'.
8. Judas não enforcou Jesus; e Tiradentes não tem nada a ver com a história.
9. A hóstia não é chicletes; portanto evite tentar fazer bolas.
10. Backstreet Boys não estavam na relação de músicas do coro.
11. Aquela 'casinha' é o confessionário, não o banheiro.
12. Evite apoiar-se na imagem de Nossa Senhora, muito menos abraça-lá.
13. A iniciativa de chamar o público para cantar foi louvável, mas fazer trenzinho e correr pela igreja foi demais...
14. Limite-se a sermões sobre religião. Evite falar de futebol e política.
15. Água benta é para se benzer; e não para refrescar a nuca.
16. Nunca reze a missa sentado na escada do altar; muito menos com o pé sobre a Bíblia Sagrada.
17. As hóstias devem ser distribuídas para o povo; jamais usadas como aperitivo para acompanhar o vinho.
18. Nem Bruce Willis, nem Sharon Stone, estavam na Reencarnação de Cristo.
19. Aquele pregado na cruz era Jesus Cristo e não Raul Seixas.
20. Edir Macedo não é Diretor Financeiro da Igreja Católica.
21. Procure usar roupas por baixo da batina.
22. Evite abanar-se com a batina quando estiver com calor.
23. O nome do Papa é João Paulo e não Daniel; e nenhum dos dois fez dupla com Xororó.
24. Jesus nasceu em Belém, mas isto não significa que ele seja paraense.
25. Judas vendeu Jesus no Sinédrio e não no mercado persa. Ademais, foi por 30 moedas de ouro e não por dois pila.
26. Numa missa não se deve fazer perguntas ao público.
27. Também não se deve pedir ajuda aos universitários. Até porque eles não sabem nada.
28. Onde se reza a missa é o altar, não o "Palco do Mundo".
29. Pelos 45 minutos de missa que acompanhei, notei essas falhas.
30. Lembro que uma missa leva em torno de uma hora, e não dois tempos de 45 minutos.
31. Quem peca é um PECADOR; não um filho da puta.
32. Quem peca vai para o INFERNO; e não 'pra puta que o pariu'.
33. Caim matou Abel com uma queixada de burro; e não com um pontapé o saco.

Espero que tais falhas sejam corrigidas já para o próximo domingo.

Atenciosamente,

O Arcebispo

Obs: Aquele sentado no canto do altar, ao qual se referiu como "travecão de
vestido", era eu, seu 'f.d.p')".

WILL TO THE POWER!!!

Now I will talk about a thing of abstract influence and importance to me, even if some do not understand the way it comes.

Anyway, I must say that the poor lights of the weak and resentful will always come from a hypocrite impulse, I regret and reprove that as well. I can never understand what comes from the wicked minds and from the metaphysical values, for they are lies at all.

I may observe, either, that some arrogant and idiot ones are calling the old philosophy by a different name, I guess that after the so-called existential philosophers as Friedrich Nietzsche, they now say antroposophy, this so useless!!!

This is the picture of a great individual, the master of thoughts. By this time on 1861, he yet looked like a boy and, I guess, already had the ideas which would overcome the "slave moral", and the resentful individuals. In this picture he looked like a boy, but no more a boy he was.

By the time of this picture he was already a student of classic philosophy:

This might be the most seen image of him, anyway this must be prior to the time he got totally out his conscience and mind. A friend of told me that he died out of his mind for us to be saved, if those who have smart skills they will understand the metaphor and I do not really care about the possible impressions that it may bring.

No ideas...

I was with no ideas,

my sister told me to send a picture of a baby when I asked for her helping ideas,

then I sent this one which has a relation with the overestimated fear from terrorism and the unconscious fight against the imaginary enemy.

1. You schizophrenic!!!
2. You do need a straitjacket!!!
3. Ridiculous!!!
   

Que se saiba o que dizer

Certamente, a mais instigante de
toda as belas existências se curvaria,
Sua sensualidade, seu jeito maroto,

Seus longos olhares ternos e enlouquecedores
A verdadeira exaltação da volúpia,
Ainda que eu fosse mais direto jamais conseguiria dizer o que deveria e quereria,
Há um impedimento de ordem moral e social nos meus obstáculos,

Não vivesse eu entre as tristes solidões e dilemas certamente não me importaria,
Quebrava todas as regras de fraternidade entre os amigos,
jamais será minha pois não se´pode ter o que não se pode.
A ambição a cobiça e a Luxúria far-me-iam ser inescrupuloso,
E, talvez, não me arrependesse disso.

De qualquer modo o que dizer, se nada pode ser
feito...

Piano, my passion

Piano, my passion.

I have been studying piano for 2 years until now, I like the classics and the jazz.

I love the way my teacher plays, she is too much sensitive and beautiful as well, we are friends she wanted me to be her son-in-law, but she says that I am too much tall for her daughters hehe... I said it were no problem if they both were as beautiful as she is...

The power and fearness

This is a wolf, a sign of power and fearness, roar

It is really astonishing and misterious...