And there is some poetry and beauty in this story, the last sunday as well as the last day of August before my body fhas fallen ill and I became unable to take anymore photos.
segunda-feira, 2 de setembro de 2013
domingo, 18 de agosto de 2013
sexta-feira, 9 de agosto de 2013
Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast
excerpt from 'let her go' by passenger
quinta-feira, 8 de agosto de 2013
Relaxing in a lazy chair
Casuarina branches, painted on an ever blue sky
A breeze of traveling fresh air
A wondrous white cloud wanders by
Where it will go I am clueless
before long, all again is blueness
I feel a bit lost without
my wandering white wondrous cloud
Happy August Break!
quarta-feira, 7 de agosto de 2013
terça-feira, 6 de agosto de 2013
segunda-feira, 5 de agosto de 2013
sábado, 3 de agosto de 2013
quinta-feira, 1 de agosto de 2013
quarta-feira, 31 de julho de 2013
quarta-feira, 24 de julho de 2013
For today, another day unlived with you, I use others words for my throat is silent with this sadness and heaviness and missing and longing that lives inside my heart.
We just blinked and you slipped away between our fingers, our minutes, our moments.
"Clara: This, the most important leaf in human history. The most important leaf in human history. It's full of stories, full of history, and full of a future that never got lived. Days that should have been but never were... passed on to me. This leaf isn't just the past, it's a whole future that never happened. There are billions and millions of unlived days for every day we live, an infinity, all the days that never came."
"The Doctor: Because there's quite a difference, isn't there, between what was and what should have been. There's an awful lot of one, but there's an infinity of the other. And infinity is too much..."
From Doctor Who's 'The Rings of Akhaten'
quarta-feira, 10 de julho de 2013
My heart is broken, or maybe just damaged, and so I asked him 'what do you wish for?' for no answer I was expecting.
'May 2010' he said 'when the last happy summer had gone by and the newest was yet to begin, when I was whole and had found peace. I had learned to love without being burnt and was quite satisfied with smiles of friends, perspectives of future, the loving family and that feeling I struggled so much to find. A mist of love, harmony and peace.'
'May 2010, before I got broken of so much love that it hurted, before I lost the floor beneath my feet, the rock where I stood always, no matter how far or how close to the sea I was, before finding that love is not enough, before I was given and torned apart.
In May 2010 when I was whole and the future was a smilling perspective'