Archive for December, 2007

Hit the road, 2007 !

   I’m glad this year is ending. It was not a bad year but not one of my best for sure.

   The best of the latest years for me was 2004, many things changed for better in that year. 2006 was also a good one. Maybe the odd years are not good for me 🙂 . I don’t know, I only know it’s already time to have a great year again.

    This morning I was thinking of how many things I had to get over in life to get what I wanted and how strongly I did it. I am a strong woman. I may be very sensible and passional too, but I don’t let anybody or any situation bring me down. I must rescue that strength inside me. Maybe when things were really tough, dealing with material difficulties like when I was in the university, this strength appeared more easily. I need to remember always of that strength inside me to keep moving forward and for better. I must never forget what I’m able to do and to stand.

    By those times I was remembering, setting goals seemed easier than today and besides the will [which I had much]  all they needed was some material support.

    I’m not very ambitious materially. I’m not attached to the money. I recognize the importance of it, as a support for what I want in life. And I need more life. Intense life. Intense inside me. I need to try, try again what I did wrong repeatedly in life. Try it differently. Try always, better and differently.

    That’s my main goal now: give a different try for life.

    I’m also thankful that my family is doing good. Things are getting better for my sisters. And my parents, advanced in age, are there strong and happy.

    And I wish a smooth, sweet, joyful and happy 2008 for me and everybody else!

   

  

Wise Words

 ” If something is not obviously impossible, then there must be a way to get it done.” 

Nicholas Winton, 98 –

The anonymous hero who only recently

revealed how he saved 600 children during World War II

Precious People

      This year, at least in my neighborhood, there are very few windows decorated for Christmas. Last year I was living with two roomies and there were many windows decorated in the buildings all around our apartment.

      I like Christmas decoration and lights and I miss them around. I myself haven’t decorated my own so I can’t complain about others 🙂 .

      I’m going to spend Christmas with my family [ parents and sisters and cats 🙂 ] in my home town. They are fantastic to me. But it’s the first Christmas in years that I’m living alone again.

      Many people find this time of the year very sad. I don’t remember of getting sad because of it. For me it doesn’t make a difference. If I’m happy then I go on happy despite of these dates. And if I’m sad it doesn’t help much what time of the year it is. I just make an effort to think of good things on New Year’s Eve. I also do my best to make people around me to feel better on it too. I believe it attracts good things.

      People consider me very outgoing and it might be true, I get engaged in conversation with different people very easily and I think it’s positive. But I don’t get really close of someone that easy. And Christmas time is a good time to see how I am close only of very few people, despite of knowing hundreds. I’ve given my wishes of Happy Christmas to many of these people I know and I like them for sure. But there are a few, very close, that I haven’t sent any Christmas message yet. Those are my everyday friends. The ones I can talk at anytime without any formality.

      And also the ones who were around once but by life circumstances have gone to other cities or countries….and once we start talking again we still feel very close to each other…no matter how far they are. These are precious people I’ve met in my whole life and I wish the best for them all always, not only because it’s Christmas time.

     Also for the first time, thanks to blogosphere, I’ve met many interesting and kind people who live far away and I’ve never met personally [I’d love to], with whom I share these posts I only share with a few close friends.

     They’ve posted many things that are inspiring and comforting to me when I read, sometimes they make me laugh and many of them publish very beautiful images. I wish you all the best in life 🙂 and also Happy Holidays!

Strangers

KEANE

“We Might As Well Be Strangers”

I don’t know your face no more
Or feel your touch that I adore
I don’t know your face no more
It’s just a place I’m looking for
We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a different world
We might as well
We might as well
We might as well
I don’t know your thoughts these days
We’re strangers in an empty space
I don’t understand your heart
It’s easier to be apart

We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a another time
We might as well
We might as well
We might as well be strangers
Be strangers
For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now
For all I know

Little boyz, little toyz

Hello little boys, little toys
We’re the dreams you’re believing
Crawling up the walls
Running down your face
Razor sharp, razor clean
Feel the weapon’s sensation
On your back…
With loaded guns

Now hold onto me pretty baby
If you want to fly
I’m gonna melt the fever sugar
Rolling back your eyes

Chorus
We’re gonna ride the race cars
We’re gonna dance on fire
We’re the girls Le Disko
Supersonic overdrive

So what’s it gonna take?
Silver shadow believer….
Spock rocker with your dirty eyes
It’s a chance gonna move
Gonna fuck up your ego
Silly boy
gonna make you cry

If what they say is true…
You’re a boy – and I’m a girl
I will never fall in love with you

Mystic River

      Last night I intended to go to bed earlier to go to the office this morning.

      Then I just pressed the TV Guide key and Mystic River [ in Portuguese the title is About Boys and Wolves ] was just starting.

      I’ve seen it uncountable times, once at the movies and many other times on TV.

      I couldn’t turn the TV off knowing Sean Penn was there. I love that movie.

      There are a few movies that get out of the recipe muscles-explosions-special effects.

      When I like a movie or a song, I can never get enough of it.

      I’m getting an IsolationTimeExceeded signal but that was for a good reason.

      Two days in a row working from home sucks.

      I may take a walk in the neighborhood later. 

Mighty Sam’s Jukebox

 More Mighty Sam:

 http://www.mightysam.com/musicpopup.html

Can’t stop listening. Enjoy!

The dead man’s feet

        Yesterday we had a really great time at the barbecue. We played secret friend and my gift was a chronicle collection book that I’m loving.

        There are many from a brazilian author I like a lot, Rubem Braga.

        A chronicle he wrote that I like most is one entitled The Dead Man’s Feet. It’s not in this book but I just remembered.

        I wouldn’t dare to translate it here but I can tell the story, my simple way.

        Here it goes:

        
       The dead man’s body was there in the funeral, lying in the coffin. A few ladies , some young, some not so, crying beside it.

       Suddenly, to surprise of all, the dead’s feet started moving from one side to another. 

       After some hysteria the doctor was called and diagnosed: he was still dead, having post-morten contractions.

       Post-morten contractions, huh? Where, Dead Man, did your feet want to take you and you haven’t allowed them to go? Where would they have gone if you had let them go? Under the table of a bar? To the house of some lady? Where, Dead Man?

      At least one day in our lives let’s give all freedom to our feet. Let them walk wherever they want, through ways we suppose wrong. Let them walk, let them walk, so that they don’t move desperate and anguished stuck to our dead bodies.

     

New Man In Town

“MIGHTY” – Sam McClain

There’s a new man in town, and he’s not fooling around
There’s a new man in town, and he’s not putting down
People listen up, there is something that you ought to know
There’s a man coming your way, and he’s trying to free your soul

He’s been here once before, a long, long time ago
Now he’s back reaching out, knock,knock upon your door

Please go and tell somebody, hurry up and spread the news
The Mighty, Mighty Man is back in town, with some soul and some down home blues

Somebody please stand up, stand up and tell the world
We’ve got to come together, and fill this world with love.

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