Sinto que compreendo o mundo inteiro. Solidário com qualquer dor instalada. Nada dói mais que a felicidade. Compreendo que muitas almas não queiram navegar por essas águas escuras, que escondem o maior dos perigos. O perigo de saber o que é sentir.
É muito mais fácil viver segundo as regras do mundo que é apenas a sombra de si mesmo. O mundo real, escondam-no, abandonem-no. Pois ele mostra apenas a dor. A dor do reconhecimento de nós próprios. A dor que nos rodeia por existirmos e querermos viver.
Todos têm o seu refúgio. E cada vez refugiamo-nos menos no ser humano que somos ou nas almas que encontramos.
O destino marcado, nas cartas, no papel, nos desejos de outros, na sombra do mundo real, é o destino mais indolor. Onde a altura em que nos colocamos no limbo é reduzida o suficiente para que a queda seja amortecida pela teia medianamente doce e amarga que fomos tecendo para nos alimentarmos da morte. Da nossa lenta e gradual morte.
Todos os outros limitam-se a cair. Eternamente... Revendo toda a montanha que escalaram e apercebendo-se dolorosamente de tudo aquilo que conseguiram e foram vivendo na busca do topo do arco-íris. Implorando por uma queda rápida e um choque indolor com o fundo. É uma queda longa, que parece nunca acabar. Uma dor inseparável, que nem o sol, a lua, o mar e a própria montanha consigam acalmar.
A dor de nós próprios é demasiada. Felizes aqueles que fogem para dentro das criações de alguém. Pois esses nunca irão cair verdadeiramente. Agora compreendo-os. E tento compreender a sua dor.
Filipe
30/08/2007
quinta-feira, 12 de junho de 2008
terça-feira, 3 de junho de 2008
sábado, 17 de maio de 2008
Light Years
I've used hammers made of wood
I have played games with pieces and rules
I've undeciphered tricks at the bar
But now you're gone, I haven't figured out why
I've come with riddles, and jokes about war
I figured out numbers and what they're for
I've understood feelin's and I've understood words
But how could you be taken away?
And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected, now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars
With heavy breath, awakened regrets
Back pages and days that only could've been spent
Together, but we were, miles apart
Every inch between us becomes light years now
No time to be void, or save up on life
Oh, you gotta spend it all
And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, we all seem to like it here
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars
And where ever you've gone, and where ever me might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars.
I have played games with pieces and rules
I've undeciphered tricks at the bar
But now you're gone, I haven't figured out why
I've come with riddles, and jokes about war
I figured out numbers and what they're for
I've understood feelin's and I've understood words
But how could you be taken away?
And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected, now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars
With heavy breath, awakened regrets
Back pages and days that only could've been spent
Together, but we were, miles apart
Every inch between us becomes light years now
No time to be void, or save up on life
Oh, you gotta spend it all
And where ever you've gone, and where ever we might go
It don't seem fair, we all seem to like it here
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars
And where ever you've gone, and where ever me might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars.
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