GRANDCHILDREN

GRANDCHILDREN

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♥ GRANDCHILDREN ♥

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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

terça-feira, 28 de abril de 2015

STAIRWAY

























 Vincent Van Gogh, Starry night over the Rhone,  1888                
 
 
 
(written on April 25th, late evening)
 
 
 
 
 
                                                                                        [ all the white horses are still in bed...

                                                                                          - Tori Amos ]


 
and yet, here i am...
 
‘cause i have known you always
from the big house of eternity
where you once built us a home
- a silent place with no walls
and a thousand open windows
shaped within love
for so many timeless hours.
 
on a careless day of mine
all winters distracted by the light
of a million unspoken suns
i found you at last
and with that one glimpse i saw you
like noone ever would
and forever shut the universe into your eyes.

and i know i'll always meet you
in the heart of all things beginning.
you carry the voice of a wind
blowing a song that’s unwritten
from a quiet sleepy ocean
in a distant land we’ve conquered
through the silence of agreement.
 
i can always watch you there
master of the waves in whisper
for every secret we shared
and you carried light inside your heart
 
‘till that one day
when you and i will learn to rise
together
all way
up to the invulnerable shelter of Trust
where all things have a name with no time
and all the white horses are wide awake
 
and they run, sail, and they soar
searching for a higher breeze,
leading their journey onto the winds of freedom
 
riding a star so wild
it lights up your heart in mine.

 

Ana Vassalo
Apr 25, 2015 – 22:38



Ann & Nancy Wilson (Heart) - Stairway to Heaven (Led Zeppelin)
 
Just because ... it's beautiful.

 
YouTube - "ArchiducDeBelgrade Divas"
 

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