Há tanto para se fazer sem sair da cama...

Her Morning Elegance / Oren Lavie

MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.

Shedman
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The Tell Tale Heart

By Edgar Allan Poe

True! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.

It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture --a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.

Ai que prazer

Não cumprir um dever,

Ter um livro para ler

E não o fazer!

Ler é maçada,

Estudar é nada.

O sol doira

Sem literatura.

O rio corre, bem ou mal,

Sem edição original.

E a brisa, essa,

De tão naturalmente matinal,

Como tem tempo não tem pressa...

Livros são papéis pintados com tinta.

Estudar é uma coisa em que está indistinta

A distinção entre nada e coisa nenhuma.

Quanto é melhor, quando há bruma,

Esperar por D. Sebastião,

Quer venha ou não!

Grande é a poesia, a bondade e as danças...

Mas o melhor do mundo são as crianças,

Flores, música, o luar, e o sol, que peca

Só quando, em vez de criar, seca.

O mais do que isto

É Jesus Cristo,

Que não sabia nada de finanças

Nem consta que tivesse biblioteca...

Liberdade, Fernando Pessoa

O momento exacto para fotografar

http://blog.uncovering.org/archives/2008/06/o_momento_exacto.html

Stars - The wood / Matchbox Pinhole

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that day we walked a little deeper
breathless and too alive to sleep
you always said i was a dreamer
but now i know whos dreaming deep
you took me to the woods to show me something
but ill turn my face away
you touched me in the sahed but then it got darker
lets save it for another day
that day we walked a little deeper
breathless, lost and too alive to stop
i always knew you'd be the one to show me a grove to lie in and cry into the treetops

A arte explicada aos Geeks

http://www.flickr.com/photos/paulthewineguy/sets/72157603619920398/

People who complain not having anything fun to do but when something comes up they're too lazy to get on their feet so they just stay at home and listen to music.

Este poema fez-me lembrar um pequeno bar de jazz em Praga onde tirei esta foto a um promenor que me agradou.

E que tal ir ve-los dia 21 de Março a Barcelona..

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more sun
One more sun
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on

I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on, in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another headache, another heart breaks
I'm so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out - Yeah
You know you gotta help me out - Yeah
Oh, don't you put me on the back burner
You know you gotta help me out - Yeah

And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more sun
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah
You know you gotta help me out - Yeah
Oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you gotta help me out - Yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down - Yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down - Yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

Yeah
You know you gotta help me out - Yeah
Oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you gotta help me out - Yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down - Yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down - Yeah
Oh don't you put me on the back burner
You're gonna bring yourself down - Yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down

Over and in, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on