She had lost herself a few times along the way, but when she was lost it was the moment she recognized herself more. Her days have been heavier, but her mind is still noisy reminding her of the things she has stopped dreaming. Woman, who smiles with her eyes, who seeks with her soul. Who touches with her heart. Who goes beyond her own limit. Who is challenging. She, when she does, she does. She got tired of waiting and went to get it, not matter what. That’s why she is in a hurry like that. Speaking fast. With her … Continue reading Owner of all fucking thing…

No, not the name of your home town, or where you came from, or whether or not you have someone who you love. How you see this chaotic world and how you face it… I want to know if your brows furrow when you think, and if your eyes change color when you think about your dreams and they keep you up all night long. I want to know how many pillows you use when you sleep, and the last thought in your head before you do. I want to know what makes you cry, and if you ever pray. … Continue reading I just want to know…

É incrível o que esse ódio visceral pode provocar nas pessoas, elas se acham no direito de nos interpelar e dizer o que devemos fazer, em tudo, na área acadêmica, no dia a dia etc. Apesar de ter dedicado mais de vinte e cindo anos da minha vida estudando, sempre digo que estou aprendendo, nunca paramos de aprender, a vida é isso ‘aprendizagem’, às vezes aprendemos com pessoas simples que não têm nível universitário, e muitas vezes nem sabem ler ou escrever. Pois bem, uma pessoa oriunda desse mundinho obsoleto cheio de preconceito e ódio, região onde a ignorância brota … Continue reading Cansada…

“The conquest of our democracy was the result of intense struggle by a large part of our society. This struggle allows the people today to have the power to freely choose their representatives. Workers, women, all social segments can come to power, because they have the full right of expression and manifestation. Only in a democracy can the people go to the streets to claim their rights, because democracy is not a pact of silence, it is society on the move seeking new conquests. ” – Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva Brazil was not the same after his victorious passage … Continue reading Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva

Within the ruins that surround me, I walk like a child dazed and lost. Like the withering parched grass, I fade with the passing of time, hope kicking in the dust. My eyes are weary as they search the empty room of my heart where you once lived. The wind blows shut the door to my heart, leaving a hollow echo. I remain imprisoned in the form of flesh and bone while a feeble light of life still glows within me. I walk the face of the earth while the ache inside me is much too heavy to carry and … Continue reading Between two worlds: Hate and love

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I am reminded of my own fragility like an un-agreeable mark of ink on a page, resisting its own depth and darkness. The solution does not reside in force but in minimal pressure, in reposition, in response. Worldly textures condition me for the gravel within myself. I am learning now not to revoke the creaking of my mind’s hinges but to set the clamor they conduct to music. Sheepish grey days are my preference for a reason. I am learning now that before my experiences expand into a hurdling, rupturing flight I must first readjust my thoughts to possess them. … Continue reading Night bird…

I was already there, but my love for you has compelled me to return – To help you see the way, the signs that leads out of the misty grey – Oh how I wish to come home with you, but If you’re not ready yet, if you’re still learning, then I will go on ahead, for I can no longer suffer with you – and with tears of love and longing, I bid you farewell – but I will leave a trail for you to follow… just in case… I love you…❤ Continue reading To return…

Eu não quero tuas certezas. A certeza é a morte: ela fica parada, imóvel, sem nunca evoluir. Depois de um tempo, fede a ranço. Contamina o oxigênio do ar, oprime, sufoca. Eu prefiro minhas dúvidas, elas cheiram a esperança. Elas têm sonhos, desejos, vontades. Um desejo que é tensão, é momento, é movimento, é vida.   Não me perturbe com suas certezas: estou trabalhando em minhas possibilidades … ❤ Continue reading Possibilidades…

Mi piace contenerti, tenerti, trattenerti, tra le mie gambe, tra le mie braccia, tra i miei respiri, tra le mie paure, tra i miei sogni, tra le mie aspirazioni, contenerti nel mio corpo che si plasma a tua forma per avvolgerti, per proteggerti, tenerti tra le mie braccia che ramificano altre braccia ed altre mani perché tu non debba mai pensare che ti lascerei cadere, andare, morire, trattenerti sulla mia pelle, sui miei pensieri, sui miei respiri, nelle mie lacrime e nelle m…ie risa, trattenerti in ogni mio pensiero dolce o salato, perverso od osceno, casto e castigato, santificato ed … Continue reading Pazzo poesia…