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Algumas vezes eu paro e penso, coisa rara. Mas eventos, imagens as vezes voltam me a um passado distante.
A vida eh um adicionamento de eventos, amores, desilucoes e tambem constante lembranca que no fundo, eu tenho o maior medo de morrer, mas tenho tambem uma vontade louca de viver.
Vida e morte.
Um amor antigo tomou meu livro de poesias, mas nem tanto, eram meus que escrevi para voce, entao, eram meu e seu.
E por anos, nunca voltei a escrever, como que se eu o fizesse, estaria pensando em ti, lembrando do nosso amor ou do nosso caso caotico, tumultuado, antigo.
Fiquei mudo, partido, surdo, mas pior, insensivel...
Sera que voce pergunta se ainda penso em ti?
Sera que ficou alguma boa lembranca dos bons momentos passados?
Sera?
Detesto essa palavra ate.
Sera?
Sera que o amor que uma vez existiu foi o sentimento mais profundo que ficou ou ficou apenas o sentimento de dor, traimento, que passa a nao ser um sentimento de prazer, passa a ser dor, passa a ser nulo.
Como tambem, parece que se extinguem as poesias, como que tudo fosse apenas uma ideia, posta em papel e tinta, e como na sua capa cinza, apenas deixou, o cheiro de mofo, naftalina e restigios das marcas dos anos passados, sera que voce ainda o teem?
Amar, todos ja caimos nessa urupuca,
eh o que eu sorrindo agora penso.
Sera que se o amor for grande, voce pularia do 75o. andar?
Ou sera que o estrago seria o mesmo se o pulo fosse do andar terreo?
Ai penso, ninguem deveria pular, mas facil seria mudar de pais, de lingua, costumes, ja que ta tudo fudido mesmo, mude sua vida, mas nao leve com ele o seu antigo amor.
Nao leve a dor......
E balanco a cabeca em conformes, e pensando nas dores mentais, ate penso em ir ao Juiz da Vara mental e ver se existe um "habeas corpus" para amantes desesperados.
Sera que seria possivel exonerarmos-nos das besteiras que fizemos por causa do amor?
Sera que existem desculpas por deixar-se amar?
E a constante pergunta entao fica, em silencio, como o som dos solucos e lagrimas ja choradas, texturas riscadas em nossos coracoes.
Sera que valeu o nosso amor?
E sera que poderia eu processar-la nesse mesmo forum, por poemas que por um longo tempo eu deixei de escrever?
E o amor que um dia foi violento, cego, hoje ja abrandado serviu como um trampolim, para os outros muitos amores, confesso, muito mais calmos, que um dia a vida me ofereceu.
Ah, tambem desculpas eu peco, se nao consegui tambem ter te amado, para as que eu usei dos sentimentos,
como uma lata ou sapato velho, que serviu-me, que um dia usei e no outro eu joguei fora.
Para nao ficar muito funebre vai ai...
Frevo para o Wilson Campos my brother
Musica - Wilson e Gab
Letras - Max Tuta
Copyrighted...09
Refrao:
O disco voador nao me pego
oh, oh oh, oh
break (pausa wilson pros beijos e maozinhas pro alto tipo assauto)
o disco voador nao me pego
oh, oh oh, oh
pego foi aquela pretinha
toda lindinha
que me beijoo
pego foi aquela pretinha
mais gostozinha
que me beijoo
Refrao:
pego foi aquela loirinha
toda lindinha
que me beijoo
pego foi aquela loirinha
toda lindinha
que me infeiticoo
Refrao:
pego foi aquela moreninha
mais safadinha
que me levoo
pego foi aquela moreninha
mais safadinha que me levo
Refrao...
Here is a shot at dusk of Habourfront in Toronto by Lake Ontario. There is something so romantic about sea travel. Probably since air travel dominates the way we travel these days, we view sea travel as a memory of days past... of the romantic age of travel. The voyage by sea to far away places would have been the quite the experience in itself. I dont view travel by air to far away places as exciting..maybe its just me ...but I cant wait to get off the plane !!!!! I was lucky in that I was born in a city by the sea ( Karachi) and once youve lived by the sea, the sea never leaves you. Summer continues and Fall will soon begin. Its a beautiful time in Eastern Canada as we get to see the changing of the leaves colors. It is a gorgeous view and heart warming.
I was descending from the top of Monte Amiata when with the corner of my eye I saw this girl and boy walking hand in hand.
I pressed the shutter without thinking before their silhouette disappeared hoping for the best. This is the result.
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"A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure."
- Charlie Chaplin
"In a world where there is so much sadness and so much to be afraid of, good things do happen to people. Romance is still something we can find even if we're not consciously looking for it."
- Kathleen Quinlan
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Thanks a lot for visits and comments, everyone... Have a romantic Sunday...!
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dug up an old photo from niece's wedding; turn it into b&w, process shading, midtones, contrast, and voila!
During our arrival on this small island, i noticed the sunrise and i invented this funny romance story.!
....the first word that sprung to mind when I was thinking of titles just now.
This was a "reject" II processed a few weeks ago...haven't had time to do anything new today.
Flypaper texture processing...I may put a recipe on the blog later.
"If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance."
Bern Williams
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"Itsensä rakastaminen on elinikäisen romanssin alku."
"To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance."
Oscar Wilde
Cosmos flowers from my garden plot textured with my wall textures.
Cosmoskukka (Cosmos bipinnatus)
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Assassin's Creed: Unity
• Nvidia SDR for higher resolution
• HattiWatti's tools for free camera and FOV
• No HUD hack
• ReShade
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Does anybody else go through their photos back to front when they are first downloaded? I always import them into Lightroom and then start with the last one I took - usually because I hope that by that point I will have figured out what I was aiming for and the exposure would be right.
There are so many things I could have done better with this - better lighting, using an actual piano and not an old keyboard stuck behind the armchair, even the composition (in hindsight I wish I was slightly more angled to the right, more facing the keyboard, so that more of the keys are seen). And yet I actually kind of like it. There is meaning and emotion behind it, even if it is not the meaning and emotions that I feel myself. There is a story behind it. And perhaps you cannot see the story. But I can, and I think that is all that really matters. I do think, however, that I shall not share the story I see because that will ruin the magic.
You know, for a very un-romantic person, I do seem to have some very romantic notions sometimes.
Spring, first day with all the windows and doors open, and what do I find within 10 minutes...? lol
This has got to be to be the most bizzarre photo I've ever taken!
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Losing confidence in everything. Eh.