The seven types of ordinary hapiness

1. Secret happiness which is steady but beautifully delicate.
2. Three minutes of happiness borrowed from a dog
3. Traditional laying down happiness
4. The happiness which comes from staring at a rock
5. Happiness blended with a mysterious sadness
6. The strange happiness associated with seeing a meteorite or a shooting star
7. Diffuse, residual happiness from rhythmic tasks such as washing the dishes

Leunig

When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.

Ansel Adams

de profundis amamus

Ontem
às onze
fumaste
um cigarro
encontrei-te
sentado
ficámos para perder
todos os teus eléctricos
os meus
estavam perdidos
por natureza própria

Andámos
dez quilómetros
a pé
ninguém nos viu passar
excepto
claro
os porteiros
é da natureza das coisas
ser-se visto
pelos porteiros

Olha
como só tu sabes olhar
a rua os costumes

O Público
o vinco das tuas calças
está cheio de frio
e há quatro mil pessoas interessadas
nisso

Não faz mal abracem-me
os teus olhos
de extremo a extremo azuis
vai ser assim durante muito tempo
decorrerão muitos séculos antes de nós
mas não te importes
não te importes
muito
nós só temos a ver
com o presente
perfeito
corsários de olhos de gato intransponível
maravilhados maravilhosos únicos
nem pretérito nem futuro tem
o estranho verbo nosso

Mário Cesariny

Faz-se luz pelo processo
de eliminação de sombras
Ora as sombras existem
as sombras têm exaustiva vida própria
não dum e doutro lado da luz mas do próprio seio dela
intensamente amantes loucamente amadas
e espalham pelo chão braços de luz cinzenta
que se introduzem pelo bico nos olhos do homem

Por outro lado a sombra dita a luz
não ilumina realmente os objectos
os objectos vivem às escuras
numa perpétua aurora surrealista
com a qual não podemos contactar
senão como amantes

de olhos fechados
e lâmpadas nos dedos e na boca

Mário Cesariny

fotografia da minha autoria (Carol)

I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed

Sarah Dessen

Everywhere is within walking distance if you have the time.

Steven Wright

Theseus

so once you've killed the minotaur
how you gonna find your way out of the maze
here the jealous hand of bitter men
carve the meat before the table is laid
and they are hungry, they are hungry for you
and they are hungry, they are hungry for you

with an appetite so insatiable
they are hungry, they are hungry for you
the warm thread of love leads you to freedom
once the hero's deed is done
you leave her lying without a parasol
in the slow solitaire sun
and she is hungry, she is hungry for you
and she is hungry, she is hungry for you

with an appetite so generous
she is hungry, she is hungry for you
no surrender to a lover
or the wars of the news
of many blisses to uncover
a black sail billows, the sun hits a blade
and you are hungry, you are hungry for you
and you are hungry, you are hungry for you
with an appetite so dangerous
you are hungry, you are hungry for you

Patrick Wolf

feelings

She wears her feelings like a torch, iluminating the circle that encloses her. Slowly she burns the air still left inside. Slowly she kills whom she loves so much. "Is there anybody out there?" She's guiding herself to oblivion. Is there anybody left to believe in?

Carol

Quem acha que a vida é para levar a sério

deve andar convencido de que a morte é a

brincar.

Miguel Martins

SIM!

I Stand Corrected

You've been checking on my facts

And I admit I have been lax

In double-screening what I say

It wasn't funny anyway

I stand corrected

No one cares when you are wrong

But I've been at this far too long

To act like that when we should be

In perfect harmony

I stand corrected

Lord knows I haven't tried

I'll take my stand

One last time

Forget the protocol

I'll take your hand

Right in mine

Vampire Weekend

Let's play with the stars

There is light among us!!!

My thought is me: that is why I cannot stop thinking. I exist because I think I cannot keep from thinking.

Jean-Paul Sartre

Somewhere along the road ...

... I found:

"How do I say goodbye to someone I never really had? Why do my tears fall so endlessly for someone who was never really mine? Why is it I miss someone I was never really with? And why do I love someone whose love was never really mine?"

unknown

Quando ouço ao telefone a voz que brinca

e canta, sem saber, os dias novos,

pouco me importam tempo, espaço, luas,

ou maneiras sequer de ser humano.

Vagueio pelo ar, e arranco estrelas

ao cenário sem fim do universo;

e faço pobres contas aos cabelos

depenados no chão, verso após verso.

Nada é real, senão o meu desejo,

nem sei de lei nenhuma que não dobre

a dura mansidão da tua boca;

inventou-nos um deus, para que seja

veloz o lume na manhã sem nome,

e chama viva a voz que nos consome.

António Franco Alexandre

Let it all out

"Oh how I wish one drunken night she would tie me to the railings and seduce me with her fiery passion."

in http://www.abeautifulrevolution.com/blog/love_stories/index.html

Do stuff that average people don’t understand, because those are the only good things.

Andy Warhol

Ragazza

«Desculpe-me»

- sonho que o interrompo em plena rua -:

«leva o meu coração

colado à sola do sapato.»

E, então,

descubro que também me envolve

o violeta doce e calmo dos seus olhos.

Elena Medel