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11/04/2012
.Something is missing - you've lost much of your... Muchness.
The Mad Hatter:
Have I gone mad?
Alice Kingsley:
Alice Kingsley:
I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers.
But I'll tell you a secret.
All the best people are
10/04/2012
30/03/2012
"De quem é o olhar, que espreita por meus olhos?"
Quando penso que vejo,
Quem continua vendo
Enquanto estou pensando?
Por que caminhos seguem,
Não os meus tristes passos,
Mas a realidade
De eu ter passos comigo ?
Às vezes, na penumbra
Do meu quarto, quando eu
Por mim próprio mesmo
Em alma mal existo,
Toma um outro sentido
Em mim o Universo —
É uma nódoa esbatida
De eu ser consciente sobre
Minha ideia das coisas.
Se acenderem as velas
E não houver apenas
A vaga luz de fora —
Não sei que candeeiro
Aceso onde na rua —
Terei foscos desejos
De nunca haver mais nada
No Universo e na Vida
De que o obscuro momento
Que é minha vida agora!
Um momento afluente
Dum rio sempre a ir
Esquecer-se de ser,
Espaço misterioso
Entre espaços desertos
Cujo sentido é nulo
E sem ser nada a nada.
E assim a hora passa
Metafisicamente.
Fernando Pessoa,
in "Cancioneiro"
Enquanto estou pensando?
Por que caminhos seguem,
Não os meus tristes passos,
Mas a realidade
De eu ter passos comigo ?
Às vezes, na penumbra
Do meu quarto, quando eu
Por mim próprio mesmo
Em alma mal existo,
Toma um outro sentido
Em mim o Universo —
É uma nódoa esbatida
De eu ser consciente sobre
Minha ideia das coisas.
Se acenderem as velas
E não houver apenas
A vaga luz de fora —
Não sei que candeeiro
Aceso onde na rua —
Terei foscos desejos
De nunca haver mais nada
No Universo e na Vida
De que o obscuro momento
Que é minha vida agora!
Um momento afluente
Dum rio sempre a ir
Esquecer-se de ser,
Espaço misterioso
Entre espaços desertos
Cujo sentido é nulo
E sem ser nada a nada.
E assim a hora passa
Metafisicamente.
Fernando Pessoa,
in "Cancioneiro"
23/03/2012
12/03/2012
.LIRE.
Lisbonne. Lundi 12 Mars.
À part sentir une grande différence de rythme, d'habitudes quotidiennes, mon adaptation ici a été plutôt rapide, et je suis certaine que c'est grâce au soleil :)
Bref, le pourquoi de ce post est que depuis que je suis ici, je lis beaucoup moins!!! mis à part quelques classiques que j'ai repris rapidos, mais pas plus.
À Paris, je n'avais jamais vraiment le temps de lire, donc j'avais toujours mon livre sous le bras, et dès que j'avais un moment, j'en profitai, quand je prenais le Métro 2h par jour, quand j'allais les Dimanches au Jardin du Luxembourg retrouver les potes, se poser et ....lire, quand je mangeais mon déj au bureau devant mon livre, quand j'attendais un RDV, quand j'étais dans la salle d'attente chez le dentiste, dans l'avion, et des fois même en marchant...
Ma réalité maintenant est tout autre, n'étant plus Parisienne, je dois me réeduquer façon Lisboeta, lire "porque sim"...et j'ai déjà commencé aujourd'hui, ça fait VRAIMENT un peu bizzare, c'est un peu comme faire une grasse matinée quand on est habitué à se lever tôt pour gagner du temps...
Bon, j'avoue quand même que ça me manque de lire dans le métro, de sentir cette impatience de s'asseoir (quand il y'a des places), ouvrir le livre et oublier tout le reste, même les odeurs et les mendiants....ahhh Paris Paris.
08/03/2012
06/03/2012
.la formule magique.
Happiness:
comes definitely from giving a big FUCK OFF ( .I.) to everything happening around, and focusing on what's happening inside of you.
26/02/2012
Ce que disent les parisiens :D
On ne nait pas Parisien, on le devient. On pense, marche, parle un peu comme son voisin. Et c'est parfois très drôle.
16/02/2012
13/12/2011
12/12/2011
06/12/2011
05/12/2011
December, 5th
Everyday, I wake up and feel the great potential I have, if every one of us values what he has inside, no one would be sad, bad, poor or miserable. My hands bring gold out of nothing, and my eyes sparkle ideas, energy and ambitions...
This is the power of selfconfidence, of knowing exactly what we can achieve, and going for it. Treasures doesn't surround us, treasures are inside of us, we just need that knowhow to explore them for the best.
Quality of life, is knowing how to take satisfaction from every tiny thing we do. My quality of life is loving everything I do, cause I do it right, I do it good, I do it with passion.
........
And all I can think about today is, I am invincible
;)
This is the power of selfconfidence, of knowing exactly what we can achieve, and going for it. Treasures doesn't surround us, treasures are inside of us, we just need that knowhow to explore them for the best.
Quality of life, is knowing how to take satisfaction from every tiny thing we do. My quality of life is loving everything I do, cause I do it right, I do it good, I do it with passion.
........
And all I can think about today is, I am invincible
;)
27/11/2011
Stable . Agréable . Esthétique

"Deveríamos ser como as águas dos riachos,
que tranquilamente contornam os obstáculos."
_Sútras, mázimas de Lucidez e Êxtase_
By DeRose
Libellés :
along the way,
art,
ásana,
DeRose,
foto,
Me,
Méthode DeRose,
Método DeRose,
Sútras,
swásthya,
Yôga
11/11/2011
10/11/2011
Clic !
09/11/2011
Time vs "Re,If"
Time defines "us",
We are defined by our age, our years of experience by our work hours, by our sleeping hours, by our appointments, the time we wake up, everything is ruled by "time", and our relation with it.
Some say it's about living the best we can, others don't even think about, just keep going, wake up, eat, go to work, have lunch, come back to work, go out for drinks, go home, eat and sleep. "On repeat".
As the time goes by,
Things start, things end,
everything ends........ even life ends,
And I never look back,
Replacing, repeating, restarting.....not for me,
If only............ not for me either,
we don't celebrate twice this year's birthday,
but we can see how we grow in a year,
we don't go back to yesterday,
but we can value more the "today"
....we can't reproduce a moment twice,
we can only make it better next time we try, or do,
Life is not about replacing, life is about changing,
Life is not about repeating, it's about creating,
Life is not about restarting, it's about keeping on, going on,
Today I meditated about how stupid is that "re" is,
nothing can be done EXACTLY THE SAME WAY as 1 second before, at the moment something happens, it's already in the past.
Time happens,
we happen,
"If" vs "re" have no place to be,
do it once,
do it well,
do it right*
and if it didn't work the way you wanted,
ok, shit happens,
don't regret,
don't suppose,
don't loose track,
be creative.
*do it right, your way, not others way
;)
We are defined by our age, our years of experience by our work hours, by our sleeping hours, by our appointments, the time we wake up, everything is ruled by "time", and our relation with it.
Some say it's about living the best we can, others don't even think about, just keep going, wake up, eat, go to work, have lunch, come back to work, go out for drinks, go home, eat and sleep. "On repeat".
As the time goes by,
Things start, things end,
everything ends........ even life ends,
And I never look back,
Replacing, repeating, restarting.....not for me,
If only............ not for me either,
we don't celebrate twice this year's birthday,
but we can see how we grow in a year,
we don't go back to yesterday,
but we can value more the "today"
....we can't reproduce a moment twice,
we can only make it better next time we try, or do,
Life is not about replacing, life is about changing,
Life is not about repeating, it's about creating,
Life is not about restarting, it's about keeping on, going on,
Today I meditated about how stupid is that "re" is,
nothing can be done EXACTLY THE SAME WAY as 1 second before, at the moment something happens, it's already in the past.
Time happens,
we happen,
"If" vs "re" have no place to be,
do it once,
do it well,
do it right*
and if it didn't work the way you wanted,
ok, shit happens,
don't regret,
don't suppose,
don't loose track,
be creative.
*do it right, your way, not others way
;)
08/11/2011
Respiri corti,

Ci sono momenti in cui la vita regala attimi di bellezza inattesa. Smetti di fare una cosa e ti accorgi che attorno a te tutto è perfetto. Tutto sembra sincero. La nascita di una nuova vita, l'alba di un cambiamento, qualcosa di profondo, un sentimento segreto, custodito in silenzio dentro di noi con pudore. O anche la fine di qualcosa, la fine di un momento, sempre più faticoso da sostenere.
Quando terminano i respiri corti, lasciando spazio a uno lungo profondo che riempie e svuota il petto.
In quei momenti
......non mi manca nulla.
06/11/2011
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