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Não consigo medir

quando os sinto

só consigo sentir

sempre intenso

nada sai

do pensamento

2/28/24

FOREVER I DO




I lied to you

I cheated too

As all the other women

To you

Will do

2/15/24

INFINITE



I talk about Death

It's my obsession

Most important thing in life

Is its extinction

2/12/24

ITS YOU



senti uma coisa

será a impossibilidade

será minha verdade


será o poder

e o não poder ser


já esqueci seu rosto

mas não o gosto

ferrugem

sangue

gosto


Gostoso.

1/22/24

CHICO

He has heart-shaped lips

Meditative kiss

I just can't resist

12/26/23

AVOIDANT ME

Get away, away, away from your home

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraidI'm afraid, afraid, ghost
Even if you have, even if you needI don't mean to stare, we don't have to breedWe can plant a house, we can build a treeI don't even care, we could have all three

 I don't care, I don't care, I don't care

I don't care, care, care if it's oldI don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mindI don't mind, mind, don't have a mind

12/9/23

GREAT HAIR DONT CARE

Give an inch, take a smile 
(I don't know why) 
 Fashion shits, fashion style 
(I don't know why) 
Put it out and keep it in 
(I don't know why) 
Have to have poison skin 
(I don't know why) 
Stay 
Stay away 
Stay away 
Stay away


Avoid the void
hollow
paranoid

8/10/23

7/25/23

CRITTERS

Solomon wanted to commit suicide, but he thought a form of suicide appropriate to dadaism would be to go to a mental institution and demand a lobotomy.

2/20/23

CURRENT READ: ART SEX MUSIC

“a collective family of diverse people from all walks of life, each of us exploring and living out our fantasies or obsessions with the aim of achieving creative and self-awareness, and confidence as artists regardless of, and in opposition to, the conventional skill sets and criteria by which ‘artists’ are defined.” Excerpt From Art Sex Music Cosey Fanni Tutti

10/11/22

5/26/22

FOXY EX LOLITA

Marion Fayole

Marion Fayole

Please, can all this hot young man

Stop arriving

In airplanes

7/19/21

Não me esqueço

Estamos tão presos nos apreços

Nas formalidades nos endereços

na prole

nos apegos

desde o fim

até o começo

6/15/21

BOYS BOYS BEAUTIFUL TOYS

 


Can please all this hot men stop arriving in airplanes

Can please all this hot men stop arriving in airplanes

5/13/20

X




she kissed my calfs

she kissed my lips

took to my hips

I cannot sleep

4/2/20

TRAP





There’s no trap as deadly as the trap you set for yourself.

2/16/20

SHATTER



Ocasionally, something will happen that will change your opinion of someone irrevocably, that will shatter the ideal you’ve built around a person and force you to see them for all the fallible and human creature they really are.

8/17/17

MISS ME, MISTER?






Missed me, missed me, now you've got to kiss me
If you kiss me, mister, I might tell my sister
If I tell her, mister, she might tell my mother
And my mother, mister, she might tell my father
And my father mister, he won't be too happy
And he'll have his lawyer come up from the city and arrest you, mister
So I wouldn't miss me if you get me, mister, see

8/2/17

7/26/17

TRAUMA BONDING



Badmouth, sad mouth, you were an unhappy child
That doesn't make your lying tongue alright
Wash it out, wash it out, wash it out
'cause everything is poison
You'll be the unhappy one
Your lips taste of poison
You're gonna be left alone
PJ

ON CREATIVITY


6/1/17

CURRENT READ: CARL JUNG ON CONSCIOUSNESS




The more that consciousness is influenced by prejudices, errors, fantasies, and infantile wishes, the more the already existing gap will widen into a neurotic dissociation and lead to a more or less artificial life far removed from healthy instincts, nature, and truth. (Carl Jung)

4/3/17

ON LIFE AND FRUSTRATIONS

© Anna Leevia
Tolerance to frustration and setbacks is the most important psychical condition to achieve emotional maturity. Some fortunate people are born with a sweet disposition and are naturally more tolerant to pain and suffering; their path to emotional maturity is, consequently, much easier. But many are less tolerant, and lose control when things don’t go their way; they must be helped to learn how to face and handle the pain inherent to life.
Children must be encouraged to experiment and to understand that, occasionally, failure is a part of life and not a cause for shame. They have to be encouraged to put themselves in other people’s shoes, even those who are suffering, as they’ll develop empathy by feeling for others. Once they lose the fear of feeling the pain inherent to life, they can humbly accept the uncertainty of the human condition: the fact that we know nothing of our future.
People who have a higher tolerance to uncomfortable situations learn to live better with doubt, which is essential to keep the brain “spongelike” and open to the new; they are also able to make honest assessments of themselves, an important skill for their emotional and intellectual evolution throughout life.

Dr. Flavio Gikovate

2/6/17

"ONLY IN BRAZIL"


One of my favorite albums is Fernanda Abreu's Veneno da Lata. Finally there is a documentary that tells the crazy story that inspired the album: in 1987, shortly after the end of the dictatorship in Brazil, 22 TONS of marijuana vacuum packed in cans were dumped in Rio's coast. Months later, big part of the 15.000 cans started washing ashore Rio and Sao Paulo, bringing happiness to thousands of people that never tried that high quality product - plus, for FREE. A gift from Iemanjá! You can watch the full doku (unfortunately without subtitles) here:


2/4/17

YOU'RE ART NOUVEAU


You fashion words that fools lap up
And call yourself a poet
Tattooed pretense upon your skin
So everyone will know it

You, my sweet, are a fool
You, my sweet, are plain and weak
Go let the other girls
Indulge the crap that you excrete

Declare yourself an honest man
Who needs a chance to prove it
But traps were laid, the bed was made
So obvious you blew it

1/24/17

1/9/17

WHO ARE WE


He felt her curves surrounding his neck
Like a yoke he knows, he'll never forget
The way she cut through his bed
Like a snake would bite through a cave of flesh

But he holds her, though she's broken
He swears he don't care where she's been
He's tired of being human
He wears her close to the bone as though she were his own skin

He shoots from the heart instead of the head
His mouth and his words, they rarely connect
He looks to the past and where his tongue's tread
And he knows he's meant the opposite

Who are we to love at all?

12/7/16

TRUST ME

If I warn I'll start lying to you
and then I do
am I then
telling the truth?