Perdoai-me!

Acho esta foto genial.
Para mim é como se Deus tivesse acabado de escrever num muro a derradeira mensagem ao mundo.

Afastando-se parece dizer: "Agora é convosco, estou farto!".

revelation by dibbi

lado negro

já tive medo de mim
já tive medo do que seria capaz de fazer
já acordei assustado
já me arrependi
já sofri por pensar
já fiz chorar
já não me reconheci
já fiquei farto de ser eu

já compreendi que ter pena de mim não faz de mim melhor.

pic by b33lz3bub

Faith, Hope and Love

"to believe, without seeing
to desire, without knowing
to give, without taking

these are the most precious gifts we've been given. for they keep us alive, even when everything seems to fade away."

masterpiece (art and words) by shimoda7

people of the sun

"Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
and I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
and I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
and I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
and I say it's all right
It's all right "

The Beatles

pic by gilad

para te ser

Eu não te deixo abraçar
não te deixo rezar
não te deixo acariciar
não te deixo amar
não te consigo deixar

tu não me podes ver
não me consegues ler
não me queres ter
não me vais perceber
porque existo para te ser.


foto: visioluxus

road to hapinness

Options:
Try do jump
Turn back

Art by alex castells

One wing angels

"We are each of us angels

with only one wing,

and we can only fly

by embracing one another."


Quote: Luciano de Crescenzo

Art: Alex Castells

moments

My moments are my life, my escape, my glorified solitude.
My moments can cure everything, except love.

photo by bittertaste

Humano, Demasiado Humano

Tenho a sorte de conhecer algumas pessoas maiores que a vida.
Não são apenas sentidores, são bem mais do que isso.
São vida em estado bruto, lágrimas e sorrisos dançantes.
Céus floridos de amor envolvente.
Tocam-me e deixam-me tocar-lhes como se um sorriso meu os envolvesse e alimentasse.
São paixão pelo sonho e amantes da realidade.
São uma benção cativante que quer sempre dar mais.
São viventes com uma fome insaciável, com sede de querer e com um mundo para amar.

pic by TOYIB

child in time

"Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have
And you've been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes and bow your head
And wait for the ricochet"

(Deep Purple)

art by AstralWind

amigos

Os ases de trunfo

De quando em vez jogo convosco
e jogo com prazer.
Quando me desconcentro
trazem-me à terra
usando os vossos trunfos.
Têm o precioso cuidado de
nunca cortar as minhas damas.
Quando só tenho duques,
vocês juntam-se mim e nunca elevam o jogo.
Vocês sabem que nunca conseguirei
ganhar e deliberadamente
nunca desistem de me acompanhar.

pic by Princess-of-Shadows

the outcast

Everybody feels this way, sometimes

pic by Kylamay

sweet moonchild

"She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.

Sailing on the wind
in a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child."

by Kim Crimson

great pic by madpimp350

Azeret (I can't sleep but still I dream of you)

I want to suffer in your arms.

I Want to cry with you

My little devil in disguise

I know you are suffering, too.


pic by redletterflight

O meu mundo

Aos 3 anos respondi a famosa questão "o que queres ser quando fores grande?". Prontamente disse "Cavalo".

Já parti ou desloquei todos os dedos das mãos.

Adorava correr mas só adulto aprendi a travar, até lá o portão de casa da minha tia ficou cheio de marcas do meu corpo.

Na única vez que tive 2 carros consegui bater com um no outro e mandar os dois para a oficina.

Já fui interrogado pela PJ por ser suspeito de assaltar velhotas na avenida de Roma (simplesmente por estar estacionado à porta de um banco).

Já parti a cabeça 3 vezes, uma delas a falar ao telemóvel. Ainda tive tempo de ir ao hospital, ao barbeiro e apanhar o avião para o México.

Das poucas vezes que tive substância proibidas, guardei no saco dos medicamentos.
Apanhei o avião para Miami e esqueci-me de tirar o "produto". Apanhei o susto da minha vida quando os cães farejavam à minha volta.

Nunca mais me lembrei disso até apanhar o vôo de regresso.

Todos os dias esboço, pelo menos uma vez, um sorriso.

Todos os dias seguro, pelo menos uma vez, as minhas lágrimas.

pic by SeaFairy

free fallin

" Free fallin with never looking down.
You may not know where you are heading, but who said that's a bad thing...
Living is a journey that always ends in the same place, it's all about the ride.
Free fallin with never looking down. "

words and pic by gilad

schizoprenia

art by princepoo

Let me forget about today until tomorrow

"Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow. "

Bob Dylan - Mr Tambourine Man

pic by FaerieNymph

You are a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma

Os teus olhos dizem que não, a tua boca murmura um leve talvez e apertas-me a mão com a força de um sim.

pic by maxlain

poderoso

Será que existe algo que te faça sentir mais poderoso do que saber que és capaz de fazer tudo por uma pessoa?


Será que isso te faz sentir mais poderoso do que saber que alguém é capaz de fazer tudo por ti?


Pic by turel

We have different eyes

"can’t write a poem of beauty
I can’t write something that will make you happy
All I can do is write the words I know
In lines that make sense to my mind
You think morning bird songs as beauty on your windowsill
I think early morning annoyances
You think fuzzy animal
I think creature living its own life as we do ours
You see people dressed in white with crosses you think angels
You see ones dressed in black and chains you think demons
I do not see the beauty of one or the ugliness of another
I see people in white as people
I see people in black as people
I don’t see the difference
You look into a mirror and see everything right and wrong
All I can see is my reflection
I see nothing special
Nothing right, but nothing wrong
I see no demon, but I see no angel in my reflection either
How can two beings such as you and I
See the same thing, and think so differently
It’s easy
As you see me a sin
I see you as just there
We have different eyes
Our eyes have different reflections
How can I write words of beauty
When what I see as enchanting
Could be what you see as disgrace."

poem by WanderingShadow
imagem by soleildenuit

I wish that I was made of stone

Up those stone steps I climb
Hail this joyful day's return
Into its great shadowed vault I go
Hail the Pentecostal morn

The reading is from Luke 24
Where Christ returns to his loved ones
I look at the stone apostles
Think that it's alright for some

And I wish that I was made of stone
So that I would not have to see
A beauty impossible to define
A beauty impossible to believe

A beauty impossible to endure
The blood imparted in little sips
The smell of you still on my hands
As I bring the cup up to my lips

No God up in the sky
No devil beneath the sea
Could do the job that you did, baby
Of bringing me to my knees

Outside I sit on the stone steps
With nothing much to do
Forlorn and exhausted, baby
By the absence of you

Brompton Oratory - Nick Cave

amazing drawing and art (this is not a photo manipulation) by xbeautyqueenx

voltei a ver-te

photo by sweetscissorlips

" Um hálito de música ou de sonho, qualquer coisa que faça quase sentir, qualquer coisa que faça não pensar." B.Soares

Like razors tearing at a wounded heart.

" Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am the autumn wind that blows,
And the diamond glints on the snow.
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the sweep uplifting rush...
of quiet birds circled in flight.
I am the star that shines in the night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I do not die."

Native American killed in World War II


photo by natasha-marie

I'm sorry my darling but I can't help you

not anymore, my love.

art by the fantastic !boobookittyfuck

the light

The night has a thousand eyes
And the day but one
Yey the light of the bright world dies
with the dying sun

F.W. Bourdillion

tribute by turel

looking for fate

“I'll come to you tonight, dear, when it's late,
You will not see me; you may feel a chill.
I'll wait until you sleep, then take my fill,
And that will be your future on a plate.
They'll call it chance, or luck, or call it Fate.”

Neil Gaiman

art by xbeautyqueenx

Cartas de Amor de Deus a Maria

1ª Carta

"Só na morte minha serás
e a sorte que aqui te retiro
Maior será ao teu suspiro
e não mais sentirás ou sonharás.

Depois num imenso céu de ninguém
procurar-te-ei com sede e fome
antes que alguém de baixo te tome.
O meu cíume ignorará mal ou bem!

Até lá com dor te espero
Procura a felicidade no meu desgosto
Pensa em mim e em quanto te quero
Porque nenhum paladar terá o meu gosto."

2ª Carta

"Foste tu que quiseste nascer
que quiseste viver e morrer.
Mas a dor aumenta o meu poder
Arranjarei forma de te ir ver."


3ª Carta

"Um dia num sonho forte e crú
Apertei e senti o teu corpo nú
e num momento sem noite nem dia
deixei em ti um pouco de mim, Maria"



cdapluma

foto: Teufelkind

my mind

quote: Paradise Lost - John Milton
photo by DarkMax77

demasiado inconstante
demasiado presente
demasiado activa
demasiado consequente
demasiado preocupante
demasiado rica
demasiado sonhadora
demasiado crua
demasiado escura
demasiado minha

qeres tocar?
por favor?

a friend far away

"A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?"

citação de Kahlil Gibran
fotografia de uma amiga de coração enorme muitas vezes injustiçada pelo meu coração faminto

alone

"From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone..."

text by : Edgar Alan Poe

apart

"Don't even think about gettin' inside
Voices in my head, voices
I got scratches, all over my arms
One for each day, since I fell apart
I did, what I had to do
If there was a reason, it was you..."

footsteps - pearl jam

pic by Davenit

I'm back

Cansei-me de me procurar. Não vale a pena ir mais longe, não estou em parte nenhuma desde que a perdi. Comecei hoje mesmo a caminhar em sentido inverso à minha fuga. Estou de regresso completamente esquecido daquele que iniciou esta viagem.

Al Berto

art by InsecureDelusion

vivi-te faminto

Escrevi sobre ti antes de te conhecer,
pintei-te antes de abrir os olhos,
sonhei contigo em cada momento que sorri,
e durante o tempo em que estivemos juntos,
vivi-te faminto.
Por isso não faz sentido que deixes de ser especial,
muito especial.
Já aceitei a distância,
que nada será o mesmo,
mas não evito que os olhos brilhem
quando a saudade aparece.

Feliz aniversário....


Foto by kMoOg

spliting my CHI in two

Red and grey flowing through my thoughts,
a shower of blood and tears.
Disassociation from the world that they call real;
still fucked, still overwhelmed.
Pressed to run across the page in pain
I reach the point where the the thoughs
of the sleepless night before the day
can only make things worse.
The executioner's axe silently falls swiftly,
and splits the balanced chi in two.

poem by ambAngel
photo by diversify

No wasted time....We're alive today

Hello there, my old friend
Not so long ago it was 'til the end
We played outside in the pouring rain
On our way up the road we started over again

You're livin' a dream....Wo you on top
My mind is achin'....Lord it won't stop
Thats how it happens....Livin' life by the drop

Up and down that road in our worn out shoes
Talkin' 'bout good things and signin' the blues
You went your way....I stayed behind
We both knew it was just a matter of time

You're livin a dream....Wo you on top
My mind is achin'....Lord it won't stop
That's how it happens....Livin' life by the drop

No wasted time....We're alive today
Churnin' up the past....There's no easier way
Time's been between us....A means to an end
God it's good to be here walkin' together my friend

You're livin a dream....Wo you on top
My mind is achin'....Lord it won't stop
That's how it happens....Livin' life by the drop
That's how it happens....Livin' life by the drop
That's how it happens....Livin' life by the drop

Stevie Ray Vaughan - Life By The Drop

drawing by Pain-bearer

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn

Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away

And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be... yeah...
Uh huh... uh huh... ooh...

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine


Black - Pearl Jam
print by Pain-bearer

We're fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance*

We should consider every day lost on which we have
not danced at least once. And we should call every
truth false which was not accompanied by at least
one laugh.                                     

- Friedrich Nietzsche

photo by Film-Exposed


* japonese proverb

Change is not progress

Of all the plagues a lover bears,
Sure rivals are the worst.
I can endure my own despair,
But not anothers hope.
- William Walsh


In the water by tania