Apart of the cosmic joke

Funny about life is the fact that: with age, things tend to get worst when you know the most, and better, when your bones are too vintage to grasp such. The fade out of a dream assemble the fade in of a grim.

Funny is when: things that you love and crave around you always, are literally built out of the exact same stuff that the things who will harm you, and torment your soul, are made of.

One funny thing in life is that: you´ll hardly find what you´re looking for.
and, even if you do so, you probably might end up thinking your looking for something else.

Funny is also in: trying your best, with all your wit and technique, to bullseye a target with an arrow -so all can see- but sistematicaly failing . the arrow bullseye only when none´s looking.

ODE TO THE INSIDE DWELLER

Oh! child of mine! thou art my kind
What joy bringest thou into one´s life!
No worries no torments, only juicing the fun
Of life itself, you are the blissful one.
How free and careless, show
Us the way to fallow.
Be tall and brave be peerless mold
Do all you wish to change this world.
Youthfulness´s a bless, don't ever grow old
Don't let your heart be numb nor let go cold

Surely torments and doubt will rise
Amid with fears and devilish pride.
And when a friend betrays and stabs i n d e e p...
Will hurt, will ache, will cause those eyes to weep
Your blood will boil in vain
And all you feel is pain
Revenge and hate will clog your mind
You´ll curse the Gods and blame mankind
Scavenge lakes and hills searching for Why
Is this my cross to bare?! Oh! life of mine

But silence speaks louder then words
Just learn from everyone who knows
Knowledge fertilize minds and spice thy soul
Faith and belief enlightens the path to go
Just recognize the signs
the patterns and the fnords,
A universal conspiracy
Will set you free if you believe
Cause all revolves around a simple thing
We are all one, and we only get what we give

Medicate

normal. normalzinho..

normal. normalzinho.. Ai! que até tremo Só em pensar baixinho. O que me aconteceu Josué?! nem rato se limitaria a tamanho fado, conquistei meio mundo e inteiro, desde então: não vivo, nao sonho,
vôo ORGUlhosamente só! Perdendo-me entre quadras e galerias de vinho por onde me definho sozinho, vivendo vilzinho como se da vida fosse apenas mais um vizinho, vendo-a passar l e n t a m e n t e a b r i n d o e f e c h a n d o portas pelo manipulo mais mediocre.

Sou Herdeiro do Deixa Andar
Barão das Cusquices

E em meus feudos férteis em mesquinhez
um país jaz tão mediocremente a beira mar.

E eu..
Eu sou o meu pais

near 6o'clock of yesterday

First let me start by saying that you don't Need (by any reason) to read this, but if you're willing to, I'll tell you that, near Six o Clock of yesterday morning..

I’ve come to a point of conclusion that: in matters of life, most are the moments when I’m just as
an outsider of my own livings, as everybody else around me.
People are placed in Exact Location with Precise Timing, Paths are designed and Memories are made, liberating a vast amount of infinitesimal Incidents, previously unknown, but demanded by choices and (or) decisions taken, or not taken by others including me as: Myself.
As if in matters or living, what I do, or don’t, towards those Incidents are of no greater value
then what others do, or don’t, towards those choices including me as: Myself.

Acknowledging that at Six Eighteen of the same morning, I was conducted into a conclusion that:
again in matters of life, Time itself is the key, as if, itself, Time forces choices, and/or decisions to be taken.
And if not, Time itself will randomly shuffle and choose incidents to flourish.

You, as The Monkey Of The Experiment (also politely known ass: the reader of these words)
will prove the correctness of this conclusion by choosing, or not, to read this words,
unaware that the decision of reading such conclusion, were perhaps just a random Incident
shuffled and choose by Time itself, Not! as a form of punishment by higher designs of power,
but only as a reflex of You, as The Monkey Of The Experiment not choosing to do something else.

Know what you want & want what you know

Ode to a Friend of mine

I Couldn´t Found it in The Real World

Errei Correctamente

És tudo de mau que existe no mundo..

Fragil mente

Dream the Revolution in you