“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…

E’ piacersi, piacersi in quel modo speciale che coinvolge occhi, pelle, mente, magari, forse, chissà, anche un inizio di cuore che però si ignora per scaramanzia. E’ sapere che hai davanti a te non solo una persona, un corpo che trovi attraente, ma un mondo intero, nel quale desideri entrare sapendo già che sarà bellissimo da scoprire e del quale vuoi, in qualche modo, fare parte. E’ un lasciarsi scivolare dentro emozioni, sogni, desideri, parole, momenti godendo della loro unicità. E’ assaporare tutto questo con lentezza, per non bruciare niente, non sprecare niente, non perdersi niente, non sbagliare niente, non … Continue reading Speciale …

How small we are. How many days we live being as we must, thinking automatically, walking in the same direction… How many hours we spent counting our hopes in the middle of nothing. Because we don’t know how many lives we would have, or if we will be able to know which life we are or were living. It’s hard to realize that everything we build with our presence could fade away in a second. We remain in others minds and memories… But how can we last forever? Is there going to be a time when people forget about Aristotle, … Continue reading How small we are…

May you feel beautiful today. May you feel strong and brave and capable of becoming the person you have always dreamed of being. May your goals be reachable, your bad habits be kickable, your talents be usable and your heart be teachable. May you take negativity on the chin and refuse to harbor it within. May you be fierce in your pursuit of happiness, and maintain your composure when things don’t go your way. May you be kind and gracious, even when it requires more effort. May you take less for granted, and remain thankful for the big AND the … Continue reading May you never give up…