Friday, December 26, 2014

The Day after... Christmas

Before alcohol takes over my blood I've to say what an amazing day ... far away from everthing and everyone, nothing like being hugged by this +20c sun, awake up by this light away from the thunders and hidden from the wet coldness that freeze my thin and shattered bones towards the bright colours of the days that will come... !


P.RestLessMind x

Saturday, December 20, 2014

why not ?....

A bottle of wine and good music as company, what you need more?
U conquer the world, u climb and descend the stairs, u run and u stop, u are what u are and u are all people of the world. Isn't Life good or what ?

P.RestlessMind x

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: How deep does the imagination run?

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: How deep does the imagination run?: If ever I run out of reality, I will write fiction X

Life...

Live from nothing and having nothing to live from seems to be one and the same thing but are not. They may get along but they don't know each other. The first condition may be a choice the other it's the opposite.

P.RestLessmind x

--- (Portugue version)
Viver do nada e não ter nada para viver parecem ser uma e a mesma coisa mas não são. Conhecem-se mas não se percebem. A primeira pode ser uma escolha a outra é o seu contrário.

P.RestLessmind x

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: Honesty.

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: Honesty.: The truth that so many people are scared of honesty is testament to the fact we are in dire need of more of it X

Monday, December 8, 2014

Silence...

The world does not need more sound bytes ...I believe that what we need is people brave enough to destroy all the mirrors in the world...to scream in the mirror that you are not the answer and turn your back away.
I feel increasingly small and silent as I see more.

P.RestLessMindx
--- (portuguese version)

Silêncio...
O mundo não precisa de mais sound bytes... Acredito que o que precisamos é de pessoas com coragem suficiente para destruir todos os espelhos do mundo...de gritar ao espelho que tu não és a resposta e virar-lhe as costas.
Sinto-me cada vez pequeno e silencioso à medida que vejo mais.

P.RestLessMindx

My Room

My Room... Do you feel the wind blowing in thoughts and thoughts squeezing poems and poems smashing thoughts... This is my room ! ... Please...