num sopro...

ashes to ashes... dust to dust...
our unique real treasure is our soul...
and the real truth is in between our heart and our conscience!
[are you listening them?]

Here lays freedom!


--Me, myself and I have nothing to prove... just to live in LOVE!--


and the wind feeds my heart...
and the sun gives me strength...
and the sea brings the hope...

Thank You God!

27 Março - Dia Internacional do Teatro

Not everyone can be an actor...

Theatre is not just a job...
: it's :
a way of life... it's the choice to be art...
an inner prespective to feel and see the world...
the previlege of beeing inside other's souls...
the power to leave a message and maybe change things...
the hability to forget 'your self' for brief moments...
and give give give...

it's living with passion every second of your life... the up's as much as the down's...
and it is so much more than words can contain and silences can confirm...

Anyways... just my humble prespective.

is this true friend?

dia da mulher :/

que fossem todos os dias dedicados às Pessoas...

e que as pessoas se dedicassem todos os dias a que

Homem e Mulher se querem com H e M grande,

que fizessem por isso,

assim teriamos muito a comemorar!

A Mulher precisa do Homem e o Homem da Mulher...

não são iguais, são diferentes, são pessoas,

cada um no seu lugar, cada um com o seu papel,

só o coração sangra da mesma maneira...

CORAGEM! Não tenham medo! Assumam posições!

Mulheres da minha vida, OBRIGADA!

Homens da minha vida, OBRIGADA!

Com vocês sou uma Pessoa melhor, uma melhor Mulher!

Lao tse...

Knowing others is wisdom;

Knowing the self is enlightenment.

Mastering others requires force;

Mastering the self needs strength.

He who knows he has enough is rich.

Perseverance is a sign of willpower.

He who stays where he is endures.

To die but not to perish is to be eternally present.

hi....

Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just
began to form crop circles in the carpet,
Sinking... Feeling...

Spin me 'round again
and rub my eyes;
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machine?
All those years;
They were here first.

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

Hide and Seek
Trains and sewing machines? (Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears (huh) they were here first.

Mm what you say
Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did
Mm what you say
Mm that it's all for the best, of course it is
Mm what you say
Hmm that IT'S JUST-a-what we need, you decided this
Mm what you say
Hmm what did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs (paper word cut outs)
Speak no feeling no i don't believe you (I don't buy it)
You don't care a bit you don't care a bit



DO YOU UNDERSTAND?