Liberae sunt nostrae cogitationes

The Winds that sometimes take something that we love

Are the same who bring something that we can learn to love...

So we shouldn't cry for the things that were taken away

And yes learn to love the things we've been given...

Because everything that was truly ours,

Never goes away...





"I don't even know what I was running for - I guess I just felt like it." - J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye





Listening to "Across the Universe" - The Beatles

Duc, sequere, aut de via decede

I’m made of
Broken dreams
Unknown details
And unresolved loves…

I’m a mixture of
Unreasonable cryings
Heart of people
And impulsive acts…

I wait for
Places I don’t know
Experiences I didn’t live
And all people that I haven’t met…

I am
Constant Love and Affection
Pretty distracted
But never stopping…

I had
Sleepless nights
People lost
And accomplished things not promised…

I often
Give up without trying
Run away not to face
And smiled no to cry…

I feel for
Things I didn’t change
Friendships not cherished
Those who I judged
And the things that I said…

I sincerely miss
People I have met
Memories that I forgot
Friends that I lost
And all dreams that were never true…

But I keep living and learning…





"But all this must be suffered by those who profess the stern order of chivalry" & “Everything is artifice or illusion” - Don Quixote – Miguel de Cervantes





Listening to Hoodoo Gurus – “Come Anytime”

Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem

The night falls into the city
Coming from nowhere
And suddenly the day is gone
Going to anyplace…

I didn’t feel hunger
Didn’t feel cold
Sitting in a dark corner
Of a empty room…

Shadows and thoughts
Of a hopeful dream
In the walls echoed…

Leaving just silence
And the remembrance of it…

Between vain streets
That I’m just discovering
The vertigo and dizziness
Sprang up all kinds of images…

That was the only way
To reach the sky and its last star
Everything that I was passing
Remembered me of her…

When the rain falls
In the lonely nights
Remember that I’ll always
Be there…




"It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light." - Aristotle Onassis




Listening to Cream - "Sunshine of your Love"

Faber est suae quisque fortunae

Eyes wide shut

So I can find you

I may not be by your side

But I can dream of

Faraway from here

Distant from everywhere

My dreams will reach out

And I’ll always wait for you

I’m not quite sure

If it’s only a illusion

If it’s intuition

Or if now we’re close

But anywhere that I go

I take you in my eyes...

"Doubt thou the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar but never doubt that I love." - W. Shakesphere

Listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival - "Someday Never Comes"

Ubi dubium ibi liberta

Above the sun

That’s where I want to be…

It’s easy to realize

That luck chose you

But your blindness

Keeps you from seen it…

In the day to day confusion

In the hassle of a doubt

In the pain of anything

How many pages in our life

Have love deserved…

In the mysterious moonlight

Spilling at the ridge near the sea

Your verses are hidden

So mine, that I ask in my verses

That you wait…

I don’t know why

But always see your eyes

In all the corners

It’s a lie if I say

That I don’t think about you…

After all Philosophers don’t say anything

That I can’t say…

"If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things." - Rene Descartes

Listening to Porcupine Tree - "Train"

Peccatum tacituritatis

My dream, my dream,

Please go reach

The one who is far away…

Go show all my sorrows

And the things that I miss the most…

My sky misses a shinning star…

The cold late hours just brings me sadness

Making me feel

Every single minute of the night…

The chilling breeze

That makes flowers dance

Is just in my thoughts

To satisfy all my needs…

To bring the purity of a love…

Feelings, marking with miseries

The heartbreak of the one…

My dream, my dream

Please go reach

A love that changes you body

With its liberty…

“Where there is much light, the shadow is deep” - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Listening to David Bowie - "Rebel, Rebel"

Male parta male dilabuntur

For me One day is enough

No more than a day

Maybe a half-day

Give it to me

Just a day

And I’ll untie

My fantasy

Only one

A fine day

Because you can swear, kiss

Be mistreated, eat and kill

Love and torture

Be shredded, And healed

Only one

Holy day

Pain

In the daily orgy

Daylight

I just What I was asking for

A day to appease

My agony

All the bleeding

All the poison

Of a small day

Why is a raven like a writing desk? - The Mad Hatter - Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll

Listening to Mestre Ambrosio - "Pescador"