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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.

PLAYLIST TODAY




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

domingo, 25 de novembro de 2012

doors sublime (to darkness)

  
 
i’m not staying
i’m not staying
i’m just scrapping this black book of survival
and scratching all the good words in the wind
i’m crying all the life i borrowed from you
and i’m hurting
and i’m hurting
but listen to me love
i’m not staying
i’m not staying


i scream for the days i passed by
i yell at this absent face in the mirror
every little me is dying a little
at every little second that was yours
while i’m packing dreams and memories
that will run away with me
but i’m not staying
you should listen
my sweet love
i’m not staying


i heard your echo across the cliffs
i saw you falling from steady ground
i felt you slowly drowning in dry seas
and i hated you a bit more than always
as i loved you a moment more than ever
i ran my hands
over the whispers inside my head
i locked up that immense door
you have carved into my heart
and i’m now running, my love
to a very distant place in my mind
- cause i’m not staying
listen to me baby
i’m not staying


worn out tears
will never get us an ocean
silence is the place
where we are destined
to be one
farewell
my sweet
ever-rising love
these are not “the days of wine and roses”
so we’ll never drink again
the words of a life i lived in you
and i deeply hope we‘ll never cry again
don’t you think?
don’t you think?


So we have stopped the rain
once more
endlessly more
but no sun was drawn instead
- remember, dear?...
well then...
here we are...
both led to this far apart
abandoned, lonely place
crowded with a million nights
located in our souls
where we no longer got to find home...
i’m not staying, love
i’m not staying


you’re a free bird losing its sky
and i, i’ve flown away
with my ever lasting broken wings
which are now tied forever more
and i’m far, so far away now
my love, i’m so far inside you now...
but i’m not staying
you should listen, i’m not staying
what you do is shutting me off
your darkness is blackening me
and i just wish i could wake up one day
in a smooth, white land of the soul...
i 'd take you there with me, you know,
so we'd paint the world together!
 

but not this time
my love
no... not this time.


Ana Vassalo

25-11-2012 – 18:52


(Image: “Farewell my love” by Vrolijc)

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