Start from scratch

This free poem or this group of words were inspired in a friend´s story whose life has started from scratch. It is interesting how love, patience and high self-steam can change a miserable life!


No words just pain
silence
IMPOSSIBLE to support
No

No no no

time
Desires

Completely LOST
Fear anger humilliation.....
Nothing to be said
Sad sad

Really sad
SADNESS
END

NOTHING IS FOREVER

END
sense self-esteem
TIME PATIENCE
KIND LOVE

LIFE
LOVE PROJECTS LIFE
YES
YES
YES
PROJECTS
COLOURS TIME
LEARNING HOPE LOVE
LIGHT
Light
SPACE

Empty space to start from scratch my life! I am happy now!

Campfire in Saint John Parties

Festas Juninas or June Parties are very common in Brazil. Last weekend I went to a campfire near a friend´s house, but I haven´t had the photos yet. However, I would like to post tonight because today it is the Saint John´s Day and it would be appropriate write something here. Firstly, the food of June Parties are marvellous ....matching to the winter here in Brazi. Secondly, in a big city as São Paulo city, families and friends prepare a campfire where people eat, sing and dance around it. In outskirts it is very commom to see campfires here and there in some houses. It is really warm, funny and romantic!

winter in São Paulo

Winter just will start next 23th June, but the temperatures here have been about 13 to 18 Celsius degrees. It is seems warm for my European friends, but for a tropical country is really cold. In fact, our winter is really "humid". Under a blanket and two duvets I felt myself, last week, as a new born baby...I couldn´t move myself with the burden of duvets. By the way, central heating is not so common here. However, food is perfect good in winter, especially Brazilian food.

I would like to share this picture with my friends: Cozinha na Roça, "Kitchen in the small farm" by Pedro Alexandrino Borges.

arts and crafts

It is nice to have a hobby to deal with the stress of life. I like painting in the wood for useful things such as small notebooks, boxes for fake jewels and true jewels. It is like writing, it is a catarse. Have a nice week!

Missing

She misses the bygone days
when they were together
sharing, feeling, loving
singing, cooking, dreaming
in real life...

Time has passed and then
more and more time...
She just has the memories
and all the feelings envolved with

The picture is SAUDADE, from Almeida Júnior.

Porto de Leixões

I went to the nearest Museum from my house, in São Paulo, yesterday afternoon. And I would like to share 2 pictures with you. The first painting is the Museum Pinacoteca do Estado and the second one is "Porto de Leixões" by Mario Navarro da Costa, a portuguese writer from 1900. Anyway, the second paiting is really inspiring and relaxing for me. I hope you enjoy it. Have a nice Sunday!

São Paulo at night

Hi friends, just a postcard from the most important avenue in São Paulo.

The kiss

The kiss

A kiss warms a cold night
But the kiss warms the soul
A true long kiss
a unique kiss for a miss

Each kiss is a kiss,
But there is THE KISS
Why not kiss? Kiss now
Go ... go and kiss

But it must be The Kiss
That one in the middle of night on bed
from the partner, as a gift

Or another one in the middle of a talking
as a surprise from the partner
Again as a gift
Not a kiss, but the kiss

The kiss spreads that sensation
that we are big and bigger
Above all, we know we are beloved
Good for heart,
necessary for life,
Perfect for health

The kiss

Ascension

I apologize to all friends for lack of time to write here. I was looking for a nice picture for us, a picture in which I could think over and write here. Then I would like to show this famous painting from Salvador Dali. It is "The Ascension". We always want ascension in our lives. It can be a better job, better relantionship, anything we want. Nevertheless, when we pursue our objectives with determination and pacience we find out new "other abilities" that were hidden into us. We are more than we think we are. We are more than people think we are. Ascension is not the end, it is part of our journey in one or many aspects in this incredible magical life. Have a nice week, friends.

Chained to the bed, a real story

Lying on an old bed made of iron, Elaine was almost in tears, on the verge of screaming, in despair. She and her partner-to-be, Clocou, were in a typical cheap tiny bedroom in a motel in São Paulo city. Different from The United States, motels, usually situated next to the motorways, are used by lovers who rent a bedrom for four hours to "have fun". Red cotton sheets, mirrors on the roof and on three walls, smell of eucalyptus coming from the sauna in the bathroom, clothes everywhere, a dim red light next to the double sized bed. Suddenly Elaine shouted after looking her reflection in the mirror on the roof, as if she had woken up and smelt the coffee. That was reality, not a fantasie. She hadn´t any control of the situation. Just her short boyfriend. Fantasies have a price as everything in life! Elaine should now that. Anyway, he (now ex-partner to be) was smilling to her. She had had a phantasy in which her partner chained her to the "love bed" due to the fact that she wanted to be controlled by him. After telling him, a month ago, he accepted gladly the challenge buying the chains and making her fantasies come true. So, after listening to her shout, he was puzzled. "What had happened?" he thought, "It was her wish!". Nevertheless, when Elaine got chained, she thought that he would take her and the bed to the river and throw them there. "How, on earth, could you imagine that a 5,09 ft man could remove you and the double-sized bed to a river using a motorbike?" I asked Elaine, this week, when she told me. In fact, she really imagined, at that time, that he could do that. Maybe, Freud or Lacan´s theories could explain "her imagination".I have already read that we have phantasies as a play of a imagination.Besides, we don´t want to make true all our phantasies.Anyway, fantasies are good for our imagination, when we write, when we create anything we want.However, we should be careful to make them true.