GRANDCHILDREN

GRANDCHILDREN

♥ GRANDCHILDREN ♥

♥ GRANDCHILDREN ♥

REMARKABLE PEOPLE



FERNANDO PESSOA

(Lisboa, 1888 - 1935, Lisboa)


"Não sou nada.
Nunca serei nada.
Não posso querer ser nada.
À parte isso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo.


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"I am nothing.
I will never be anything.
I cannot want to be anything.
Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world."

or...

"I am not nothing.
I will never be nothing.
I cannot want to be nothing.
Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world."


(Álvaro de Campos in "Tabacaria")




LISBOA - Chiado

LISBOA - Chiado
"Fernando Pessoa" by Lagoa Henriques. The place: "Café A Brasileira" (Brazilian Café) - 1905.

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MUSIC IS THE PASSION REPORT



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GUITARS



Sep 10, 2016 - 06:13





ADAM LEVINE + PATRICK MONAHAN - PURPLE RAIN [PRINCE]



YouTube – "The Howard Stern Show"





ANN & NANCY WILSON (HEART) - STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN [LED ZEPPELIN]



YouTube – "The Kennedy Center"





PRINCE, TOM PETTY, STEVE WINWOOD, JEFF LYNNE, DHANI HARRISON & OTHERS - WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS [GEORGE HARRISON]



YouTube – "Rock & Roll Hall of Fame"





ERIC CLAPTON - RIVER OF TEARS



YouTube – "slunky08"





JEFF BUCKLEY - HALLELUJAH [LEONARD COHEN]



YouTube – " Danielle Katsav's Channel"





XUTOS & PONTAPÉS - HOMEM DO LEME



YouTube – "NoSa7"







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LEANING INTO THE AFTERNOONS by PABLO NERUDA

«Inclinado en las Tardes»



YouTube - "FourSeasons Productions"






CHANGING BATTERIES - OSCAR WINNING ANIMATED SHORT FILM



YouTube - "Bzzz Day"





DIALA BRISLY - A BEAUTIFUL YOUNG LADY

(a huge thanks to my daughter who e-mailed this video to me)



BBC Newsnight

«Syria is devastated by five years of war - and it's taken a huge toll on the country's children. Here's one woman - artist Diala Brisly - who is trying to make life that little bit more bearable for Syria's kids.»

Syria is devastated by five years of war - and it's taken a huge toll on the country's children. Here's one woman -...

Publicado por BBC Newsnight em Domingo, 20 de Março de 2016






A JOURNEY BACK TO ENDEARMENT

A JOURNEY BACK TO ENDEARMENT



FLYING A SECRET



I got here to hide. From equations and patterns. From repetition, after all.
Closed the door and got me a special place where I thought I could
somehow sit close to the stars. But I soon found out that the sky was
still opaque, no matter what the steps. And so I left. Again.

I thought, then, I could build me a different ceiling, a new-coloured scrap
of highness. And then make it work. Where I could dream, more than I sleep.
I have long decided that sleeping is overrated - that I know for sure. So I
take that time instead to travel the night alone and in the meantime I allow
myself to fly, unlike stated before... Yes, I like playing with paradox, to
expose the inside of words and the revelation of writing down the voice of a
silence. My adventurous, ever-walking silence.

So I came back. Here, within this quiet world, I intend to gather all my
things usually kept hidden or inactive. They are here to speak.

And since the future is a stand-by secret, I want to live by a precocious
clock, at every running instant of every entering second.

And I will not slow down until my "future exists now" - kind of reverse
quoting Jacob Bronowski.


Ana Vassalo
in my site "CAFEÍNA"(former "No Flying Allowed")
Nov 11, 2010 - 11:54



THE WALK OF TIME

THE WALK OF TIME

segunda-feira, 9 de agosto de 2010

DECLARAÇÃO

love to drink bottle 31000 pictures, backgrounds and images





DECLARAÇÃO



Defendes-te, no outro lado da mesa,

mesmo em frente dos meus olhos de sair.

A garrafa de vodka meio afogada

de tanta inconfidência mal bebida

estrondeia displicente o mármore aflito

da nossa declinante parceria.



Buscas na memória batalhas de outras praças

cumpridas até ao fim, sem o cansaço da perda.

E tocas-me na mão, como quem fica

- o regresso apenas mito que se arrasta

- e dos silêncios enrolados na garganta

adivinhamos o fim, perfilado nas saídas.



Temos, por nós, um tanto de partilha,

efêmeros pedaços de além-mar

repetidos na saudade de um abraço

que a renúncia digerida aniquilou.



Não seremos circunstância do futuro.

Entreguei hoje, bem cedo na coragem,

desalinhada de coerentes argumentos,

a minha breve declaração de imprincípios.



E enquanto os editais da razão entronizada

se afixam no teu olhar de recusa,

os restos mortais de uma vodka empenhada

gravam, no foco resistente da ternura,

o curso do meu olhar pelo mapa desejado

do teu rosto. Num instante interrompido.




Ana Vassalo
09-08-2010 - 01:45

Origem das Imagens: site "Layout Sparks.com".

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