Leia
Conheça
Instrua-se
Mas não dependa só do que dizem
Para saber
Pense
Imagine
Conclua
Mas não limite-se a verdade absoluta
Porque ela simplesmente não existe
Invente
Acrescente
Mude
Experimente
Porque o conhecimento
Mais do que acrescentar
É o que te permite voar
Leia mais
Escute mais
Fale menos
Respire
Medite
Conhecimento constrói
Mas a sabedoria liberta
A quiet place to rest.
It’s all that is needed at times.
Silence is a supreme gift at troublesome moments.
The perfect song for this moment:
How – John Lennon
How can I go forward when I don’t know which way I’m facing?
How can I go forward when I don’t know which way to turn?
How can I go forward into something I’m not sure of?
Oh no, oh no
How can I have feeling when I don’t know if it’s a feeling?
How can I feel something if I just don’t know how to feel?
How can I have feelings when my feelings have always been denied?
Oh no, oh no
You know life can be long
And you got to be so strong
And the world is so tough
Sometimes I feel I’ve had enough
How can I give love when I don’t know what it is I’m giving?
How can I give love when I just don’t know how to give?
How can I give love when love is something I ain’t never had?
Oh no, oh no
You know life can be long
You’ve got to be so strong
And the world she is tough
Sometimes I feel I’ve had enough
How can we go forward when we don’t know which way we’re facing?
How can we go forward when we don’t know which way to turn?
How can we go forward into something we’re not sure of?
Oh no, oh no…
Listen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq7jLEnZw6s&feature=colike
Time to look inside.
To understand and sort out the colors
Feelings and thoughts
Choosing the brushes,
Observing the quiet canvas
Blanking out the mind, the soul
Diving deep into it
To become the thread and the weft
And embody that delicate space
Between the white rough tissue
and the black soft graphite of my pencil
Gently, tenderly scretch one line at the time
And another line,
and another one and then so many
And so intensively and so madly
That the arm will fall exhausted
And the eyes will close
and the muscles will give up
All together
Collapsing in silence
Until only the sound of my breath
Will again catch my attention
And this tired breath will inspire
Inspire and expire, again and again
Until the sublime act of painting.
Love disguised in gesture
Colouring each space
Creating life and form
That will forever seat
in deadly stillness
And yet
say so much
Throughout eternity
Even long, long after I’m gone.
Curiosidade
Em saber o que tem la na vida,
Lá na curva
Lá na frente
Adiante no tempo
No que ainda não é
No que talvez
Jamais será
E ainda assim
Me chama.
I am looking for illustrations gigs.
I decided to have fun from now on.
And I am not scared to say so.
Noite escura
Mar revolto
Indefinível
Imensidão
Nuvens dançam
Águas frias
Insuportável
Solidão
…
So true:
“Worrying Is Like Praying For What You Don’t Want”
Tão verdadeiro:
“Preocupar-se é como rezar por aquilo que você não quer que aconteça”
luciana mariano 