sexta-feira, 22 de agosto de 2014

Anathema - Presence



One has to come to terms with one's own mortality.
And you can't really help people who are having problems with mortality,
If you've got problems of your own.
So you have to begin to sort things out,
And I thought I had sorted things out until I saw this excerpt from this book,
Of certainty I shall remember what it said:
"Life is not the opposite of death. Death is the opposite of birth. Life is eternal."
And I thought that it's the most profound words I have ever heard about that issue and it really put me in peace.
(I felt it was a wonderful story.)
And that's it.
What else is there to say?
Heh.
Life is eternal.
Surely the opposite of life is not the death, but life is eternal.
There is no opposite.
And so, what happens is, I suppose,
(and isn't it a raging or outrageous)
State of pure consciousness, stillness and silence?
Yeah, what we are looking for now,
We are searching for and we have been searching for,
Now we've become closer it and now we know it's already there,
Is there for ever to seek,
It's there,
And it's going be there,
All the time,
Forevermore.

Only you can hear your life

Only you can heal inside

(Life is eternal...)
Fez ontem dois meses que o meu padrinho morreu... Inesperadamente, num momento tão feliz, foi-se embora... Deixou-se levar... Ou levaram-no... 
Já pensei tantas vezes nisto... E se não tivesse ido? E se estivesse mais perto? E se estivesse a chover? E se? E se? E se... 
E se não há mais nada? E se foi em vão? E se não foi feliz? E se chora? Porquê?
Porquê? Porque deixou a minha madrinha sozinha? Porque é que ela não foi com ele, como sempre foram juntos a todo o lado? Será que está sozinho agora?
Porquê? Se existe céu, e um Deus, e bondade, e amor, porquê ele? Porquê agora? Porquê ali? Porquê? Porquê levar uma pessoa tão boa, tão maravilhosa? Tenho saudades dele. Para sempre.
Desde novos a velhos, mais de 1000 pessoas no funeral. Até foi noticia de jornal. Porquê é que nenhuma delas estava lá para o ajudar? Porque é que ninguém o pode salvar? 

Foi a morte que me doeu mais.
E se a mim me dói, o quanto doí à minha madrinha, à irmã dele, aos pais dele.
E se a mim me dói, o quanto me irá doer a morte dos meus pais, do meu irmão? Como é que alguém aguenta uma dor assim?
Eu nunca tinha visto o meu pai chorar... Ele fez mais de 3000km em dois dias para poder vir ao funeral.
Ir a casa deles e não vê-lo a abrir-me a porta... A dar-me grandes abraços... A ser brincalhão...
Porquê? 

segunda-feira, 18 de agosto de 2014

Antony and the Johnsons - Knocking on Heaven's door


Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, much too dark to see
I feel like I'm knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, wipe the blood from my face
I'm sick and tired of the war
Don't know if it's night or if it's the sun rising high
Scared of knockin' on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Antony Hegarty  is one talented man.

CocoRosie - Beautiful boyz



No more of those beautiful boys
No more of those beautiful boys

Born illegitimately to a whore most likely
He became an orphan
Oh, what a lovely orphan
He was sent to the reformatory
Ten years old, it was his first glory
Got caught stealing from a nun
Now his love story had begun

Thirty years he spent wandering
A devil's child with dove wings
Oh, he went to prison
In every country he set foot in
Oh, how he loved - he loved prison
How awfully lovely was prison

All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

His greatest love was executed
The pure romance was undisputed
Angelic hoodlums and holy ones
Angelic hoodlums and holy ones

All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

All those beautiful boys
Beautiful boys

All those beautiful boys
No more of those beautiful boys
No more of those beautiful boys

Lana del Rey - Once upon a dream



domingo, 10 de agosto de 2014

Danilo Lind - Like you Do

https://soundcloud.com/danilo-lind/like-you-do

So here we are not making a scene,
'cause that is what it is all about it seams,
I can not live like that,

The great responsibility,
That everything must come to be,
Notting ever sensing noise,

[Chorus]
How could you say,
That everyone needs,
To swing and sway,
Lie you do,

Another verdict brakes the case,
Another route might end the chase,
But never give up your hope,

[Chorus]

The business is coming undone (?)
This live is worth to live in, after all,
Can dream anything up
Without nothing else something else,
But anything is worth the try,

She gets me high...

[Chorus] x3



I'm so blessed for having such talented friends!

Not missing Coimbra a fucking damn shit.

Semana passada fui a Coimbra. Deu-me logo a azia assim que entrei na cidade. Perdi o apetite, a paciência e o ar. Assim que as placas deixaram de dizer Coimbra e passaram a dizer Figueira da Foz, fiquei com uma alma nova. E quando vi o meu hogar, paz restabelecida.
Não tenho nada para dizer àquela cidade.