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The day the world stopped

 I wasn't even surprised, my memory froze, because the past ended when it joined the present. My thoughts dried up when the future migrated to the present. I was left without a story, without reason, without a direction to go on. Still, there was no more day or night, only darkness. No faces could be seen, only shadows, no bodies, only silhouettes. The love that is made of longing and hope ended, and a great emptiness set in, not even the hatred, made of memories, lasted. The jealousy, the envy, that feed on vanity and comparisons, succumbed. The long-awaited truth finally reigned, because the world of certainty, of immobility, was established, implacable, incontestable. Everything revealed, our dreams finished, the magic ended and with it our existence. With immortality present and conscious eternity, there was nothing left to do, not even to pray. Desperate, suffocated and with a jump, I woke up, and toasted the heavens, giving thanks for the timeline that continues, despite our ...
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The expression “offer the other cheek” has always intrigued me. Analyzing the various situations in which a meeting, a difficult meeting, was successful, I found that there was a pattern. The first reaction was to try to control the anger, the anguish, that is, to lower, to zero the uncontrolling emotions, negative emotions, and to reach a neutral stage that would allow us to move on to a moment of favorable, positive emotions. The key point of the reversal was not to focus the blame, not to look for the culprit, and to offer a way out of the situation. Then there was the pattern, seeing the facts, getting out of blame, focusing on the solution. So it was to analyze what happened, and move as quickly as possible in search of the result. The cycle has shown that there is a transition point in it that if not surpassed, the situation will not resolve, slip or worsen. If something new is not offered that breaks the sequence, turns the emotions on the positive side and makes everyone look a...

The Christmas

The Divine came among us to invite us to the eternal feast of joy. Launched words stuck examples showed his soul. He asked the Father has forgiven his brother. Washed with tears our ingratitude, offered face as an option. He enchanted us with humility. Amazed loneliness that tormented us. Since then love and compassion guide turned the talisman. He made us brother and invited us to communion. The eternal party will happen to those who like you practice charity,   not the return but by goodness. Merry Christmas

Illusion

I will never love again if I have solitude as a companion. I think of her with jealousy of someone imaginary who could steal from her a sigh, her attention. She does not know that I exist and I die by cultivating this illusion. I wanted to narrow the time, because I think I can win her one day. Life wanders somewhere and this place is the immense night of poetry. I photograph the sun to remove the day, I hold the moon to ensure the night that brings me joy. But I know it takes more than a desire to turn the day into a night. I do not preach, then, my eyes so as not to lose it for a moment, since it is your presence that feeds me. Embrace it is a dream that knocks the emptiness, my arms are without presence, are my lips without pressure. Yet some day I still make this fantasy my religion.

Mismatch

The world has become a strange place. I've lost my way, I'm out of rhythm, I can not fit in. I'm not understanding the music, the swing, the beat. I can not put the details of the day in twenty four hours, the plan in twelve months, or life in perspective, on a horizon. I lost the harmony of time; I get in my way, I get sick. There are things left to do. The feeling of incompetence dominates me, accompanies me; It is a time that I do not dominate anymore and I ask myself: is it me or happens to everyone? I am the exception or I am the model caught in this crowd that as I move and advances desperately to fulfill an unknown mission. The years go by, there's a lot of tiredness, there's a lack of hair, there are frustrations left. I realize until technology has improved the body, but it has not relieved soul that to it has not yet adapted. This mismatch may explain the anguish; but it does not relieve the pressure of not being able to fit my...

I'm tired of being alone

I'm tired of judging people, of judging me. Now I want to share. To free myself from the isolated world, I want to invade the privacy of others, I want to participate in their lamentations, their doubts, their attachments. I want to meddle, get drunk on your dreams, hang on to your hopes, embrace your memories, get involved in your passions. Enough of just me, I want more, I want you, I want them, I want us. However great my desires are, they are not enough to fill my life. I need the smile, the look, the tenderness, the innocence of others. I need to see myself in the reflection of someone. I need to surrender myself to be able to create, to build. I have to play myself in the pursuit of cohesion, of meaning and reason, in the meeting of harmony, without it I am a loose link, a trace in the darkness, a faint twilight. Hand in hand, I perceive the world around me, feel the strength of people, concretize my existence. I'm not apart from humanity, I...

Reflections

I'm tired of judging people, of judging me. Now I want to share. To free myself from the isolated world, I want to invade the privacy of others, I want to participate in their lamentations, their doubts, their attachments. I want to meddle, get drunk on your dreams, hang on to your hopes, embrace your memories, get involved in your passions. Enough of just me, I want more, I want you, I want them, I want us. However great my desires are, they are not enough to fill my life. I need the smile, the look, the tenderness, the innocence of others. I need to see myself in the reflection of someone. I need to surrender myself to be able to create, to build. I have to play myself in the pursuit of cohesion, of meaning and reason, in the meeting of harmony, without it I am a loose link, a trace in the darkness, a faint twilight. Hand in hand, I perceive the world around me, feel the strength of people, concretize my existence. I'm not apart from humanity, I'm...