A minha Andorinha

"...Viver é segurar-se a ambos os extremos,
demorar dois sentidos que ao cruzar-se
restituem o presente ate a ausencia
desde a qual o teu corpo se desfaz.."
Morfologia da saudade…

Morfologia da saudade…

“Tell people there’s an invisible man in the sky who created the universe, and the vast majority will believe you. Tell them the paint is wet, and they have to touch it to be sure.”

“Tell people there’s an invisible man in the sky who created the universe, and the vast majority will believe you. Tell them the paint is wet, and they have to touch it to be sure.”

“once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.”

“once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.”

“My heart is a thousand years old
I am not   Like  
other people.

“My heart is a thousand years old
I am not Like 
other people.

Morfologia da saudade …

Morfologia da saudade …

I must also have a dark side if I am to be whole.

— C.G. Jung

I must also have a dark side if I am to be whole.

— C.G. Jung

Well the sun is surely sinking down But the moon is slowly rising So this old world must still be spinning ‘round And I still love you

So close your eyes You can close your eyes, it’s all right I don’t know no love songs And I can’t sing the blues anymore But I can sing this song And you can sing this song when I’m gone

It won’t be long before another day

We gonna have a good time And no one’s gonna take that time away You can stay as long as you like

So close your eyes You can close your eyes, it’s all right I don’t know no love songs And I can’t sing the blues anymore But I can sing this song And you can sing this song when I’m gone

There are no footprints on the sea
and no road-signs, not a single
guard-stone or post, and no
bends, only paths of light and dark
from which to choose, the choice is always
a difficult navigation
and the storm’s wingspan immeasurable
as the depths and the horizon, but
the sea holds you in its mighty hand
your life is a sea-blue tale
of love and death.

Åse-Marie Nesse

There are no footprints on the sea and no road-signs, not a single guard-stone or post, and no bends, only paths of light and dark from which to choose, the choice is always a difficult navigation and the storm’s wingspan immeasurable as the depths and the horizon, but the sea holds you in its mighty hand your life is a sea-blue tale of love and death.

Åse-Marie Nesse

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