Inner Sense

Drummer Boy

2006-02-23T22:22:00.000Z

To all the people that love drums and good drumming, please check this out!! A 12 year-old boy playing drums like one of the top drummers or better!

Here is the link. Tony Royster Jr.

AMAZINGGGGGG!!!! I'm still chocked!!

Watching jazz guys doing it is one thing.. A kid?? Oh yeahhh babyyy!!!

Felicidade

2006-02-23T02:14:00.000Z

E neva ..

Conhecemos alguem muito especial...

Começamos a descobrir o que é a paixao...

Quem sabe o amor...

Partilham-se momentos únicos ...

Dão-se beijos apaixonados...

Consideramo-nos alguém feliz...

Sentimo-nos amados ...

Nem que seja naquele momento...

Momento esse que temos de agarrar ...

Pois não se sabe quanto tempo vai durar ...

Mas ...

Se o tempo parasse ...

E se tudo fosse perfeito...

Como uma imagem bonita ..

Ou um momento brilhante ..

Todos..

Mas todos..

Seriamos felizes...

Peace.

Sintra...

2006-02-23T02:11:00.000Z

Amazing day....

Só mesmo pra quem estuda...

2006-02-23T02:08:00.000Z

Pai Nosso que estais no ceu, aumentai nossas ferias, diminui as nossas aulas, perdoai as nossas cábulas, assim como nós perdoamos a existencia dos nossos professores, não nos deixe cair em recuperação, mas livrai-nos da reprovação!

Lindo, e vivam os ESTUDANTES!!!

I'm Supahhhh Cool!! If this was true!!

2006-01-15T23:07:00.000Z

Am I cool or uncool? [CLICK]

You are Super-Cool!

Woah! Step back - the future's so bright for you it's blinding me! You are the coolest of the cool. Everyone looks up to you as the benchmark for being coooool. The fonze was your grandfather. Any cooler and you'd freeze! WOO it's chilly in here.

Cool quizzes at Go-Quiz.com

AH AH AH AH AH !! LMAO!!!

I just saw this quiz in a livejournal of a friend, and i love it...

Btw, check her livejournal

Peace!!

Mar.

Friday, 13th

2006-01-13T15:09:00.000Z

Just because...

I love this day.. I love , love , love...

I was born in this particular date.. So.. My supersticious friends... Forget about that!! LoL!

Ok.. So i'm not in the mood to write.. So there. I'm just boring your minds out.. Just because i can.. eh eh ...

Just because is DAMM HOT!!! :)

Oh yeah...

Peace!

Mood: Sad, Angry, Pissed etc.

2006-01-10T01:26:00.000Z

LIFE'S A BIG FUCKING BITCH!!

There are times in life that all you could think of, is just isolate yourself in a fucking mountain and mantain your distance from another human!!!

What kind of world am i living on, that all that it values is lying and betrayal?
Why can't i live happy every after with the simply truth and honesty that my parents thought me so well??

I always try to isolate myself from persons that all that can do is play victim.. But when they come to me.. Its so hard to mantain calm.. TOday i almost went blind with hate and that never ever had happened to me... Its just insane.. I scared myself.. I've never seen me like this.. Never.. In 21 years of life.. It's absurd.. But it was
beyond my control.. I hit the walls.. I cried.. I cried in the fucking subway, so.. you can see the picture here! With all the ppl looking..And i just couldn't stop myself!!
Got home..I hit more walls.. Yell with all my self!!!

I'm more calm now.. And for that i thank my friends.. At least.. Times like this are great to know who you can trust!!

Too all of you.. Thank You!!

And like you say.. Its not something like this that its gonna make me weak!! It just makes me stronger!!!

So little bitches, Uni professors and all people that lead their lifes with injustice, FUCK YOU!!!!

I'll win , no matter what! No matter how many battles im gonna face, how many obstacules!! It only makes me stronger!!

Thank You, Goodnight and Peace!!!

Mar.

P.S: BTW, HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!! KISSES!!!

De volta pro aconchego...

2005-11-13T20:26:00.000Z

"Estou de volta pro meu aconchego
Trazendo na mala bastante saudade
Querendo um sorriso sincero, um abraço
Para aliviar meu cansaço
E toda essa minha vontade
Que bom poder estar contigo de novo
Roçando meu corpo e beijando você
Pra mim tu és a estrela mais linda
Teus olhos me prendem, fascinam
Na paz que eu gosto de ter
É duro ficar sem você vez em quando
Parece que falta um pedaço de mim
Me alegro na hora de regressar
Parece que vou mergulhar
Na felicidade sem fim
Estou de volta pro meu aconchego
Trazendo na mala bastante saudade
Querendo um sorriso sincero, um abraço
Para aliviar meu cansaço
E toda essa minha vontade
Que bom poder estar contigo de novo
Roçando meu corpo e beijando você
Pra mim tu és a estrela mais linda
Teus olhos me prendem, fascinam
Na paz que eu gosto de ter
É duro ficar sem você vez em quando
Parece que falta um pedaço de mim
Me alegro na hora de regressar
Parece que vou mergulhar
Na felicidade sem fim "

Elba Ramalho

Peace,

Mar.

Curso para homens.. Again in Portuguese..

2005-11-12T17:17:00.000Z

Sorry...

Porque ja fui acusada mtas vezes de ser uma feminista.. ( E nao o desminto...) Aqui vai mais uma achega pra fogueira.. LoL!

Pra quem fala portugues, only...

2005-11-12T17:11:00.000Z

Desculpem a linguagem mas não resisto à tentação...

Poema da FODA

Neste Portugal imenso
Quando chega o verão,
Não há um ser humano
Que não fique com tesão.
É uma terra danada,
Um paraíso perdido.
Onde todo mundo fode,
Onde todo mundo é fodido.
Fodem moscas e mosquitos,
Fodem aranhas e escorpiões,
Fodem pulgas e carrapatos,
Fodem as empregadas com os patrões.
Os brancos fodem os negros
Com grande consentimento,
Certos 'amigos' fodem as noivas
Até quase à hora do casamento.
General fode o Ministro,
Autarca a ordem de prisão.
E os gajos da Assembleia da República
Vivem fodendo a nação.

Os freis fodem as freiras,
O padre fode o sacristão,
Até na seita do crente
O pastor fode o irmão.
Todos fodem neste mundo
Num capricho que alivia.
E os danados dos
VIP'S
Fodem os putos da Casa Pia.

Parece que a natureza
Vem-nos a todos dizer,
Que vivemos neste mundo
Somente para foder.
E você, meu nobre amigo
Que agora se está a entreter,
Se não gostou da poesia
Levante-se e vá-se foder!!!

Autor Desconhecido
(Também pudera, se fosse conhecido, tava fodido)

Isto foi me enviado por e-mail, e eu inda resisti a tentacao de o postar aqui por algum tempo.. Mas nao consegui! Desculpem me se feri susceptibilidades!!

Fui..

Mar.

Work Harder...

2005-11-06T01:17:00.000Z

Or not...

Peace.

Mar.

Feelings ( Images)

2005-11-06T00:15:00.000Z

Feelings...

2005-11-06T00:00:00.000Z

In Portuguese...

Há muito muito tempo, reuniram-se todos os
Sentimentos e Qualidades
do Homem num lugar longínquo da Terra.

Quando o Aborrecimento reclamava pela terceira
vez, a Loucura, como é
sempre tão
louca, propriamente

- Vamos brincar às escondidas?
A Intriga levantou a sobrancelha intrigada, e a
Curiosidade, sem se poder
conter, perguntou:
- Escondidas? O que é isso?
- É um jogo, explicou a Loucura, em que eu
fecho os olhos e começou a
contar até 100, enquanto vocês se escondem, e quando
eu
tiver terminado de contar,
o primeiro de vocês que eu encontrar ocupará o
meu lugar para continuar o jogo.
O Entusiasmo dançou, seguido da Euforia. A
Alegria deu tantos saltos de contente
que acabou por convencer a Dúvida, indecisa
como sempre, e até mesmo a Apatia,
que nunca se interessava por nada.
Mas nem todos quiseram participar.

A Verdade preferiu não se esconder... para quê?
Se no final todos a encontravam?
A Cobardia preferiu não arriscar.

- Um, dois, três, quatro... - começou a contar a
Loucura.

A primeira a esconder-se foi a Pressa, que, como
sempre, caiu atrás da primeira
pedra do caminho.

A Inveja escondeu-se atrás da sombra do
Triunfo, que, com o seu próprio esforço,
tinha conseguido subir para a copa da árvore
mais alta.

A Generosidade, quase não se escondia, pois cada
lugar que encontrava parecia
maravilhoso para os seus
amigos.

O Egoísmo, pelo contrário, encontrou um lugar
muito bom desde o início.
Ventilado e cómodo, mas só para ele.

A Mentira escondeu-se no fundo do oceano
(mentira, na verdade,
escondeu-se atrás
do arco-íris!) e a Paixão e o Desejo, no centro
dos vulcões.

O Esquecimento não encontrou lugar algum, pois
entretanto esqueceu-se que estava
a brincar as escondidas.

Quando a Loucura estava lá pelos 99, o Amor
ainda não tinha
encontrado um lugar
para se esconder, pois já estavam todos
ocupados, até que,
finalmente, encontrou
uma roseira e, carinhosamente, decidiu esconder-
se entre as suas flores.

CEM, contou a Loucura e começou a sua busca.

A primeira a aparecer foi a Pressa, apenas a três
passos de uma pedra.
O Egoísmo, nem foi preciso procurá-lo. Ele
sozinho saiu disparado do seu
esconderijo, que na verdade era um ninho de
vespas. De tanto caminhar, a Loucura
sentiu sede e, ao aproximar-se de um lago,
descobriu a Beleza.
A Dúvida foi mais
fácil ainda, pois estava sentada numa cerca sem
decidir de que lado se esconder.
E assim foi encontrando todos. O Talento entre a
erva fresca, a Angústia, numa
cova funda, a Mentira atrás do arco-íris.
Apenas o Amor não aparecia em lugar
nenhum... A Loucura procurou atrás de cada
árvore, em baixo de cada rocha e até
em cima das montanhas. Quando estava prestes a
desistir, encontrou um roseiral e
começou a mover os ramos, quando, no mesmo
instante, escutou-se um doloroso
grito.

Os espinhos tinham ferido o Amor nos olhos. A
Loucura não sabia o que
fazer para
se desculpar.
Chorou, chorou, implorou, pediu perdão e até
prometeu ser seu guia.
Desde então, desde que pela primeira vez se
brincou as escondidas na Terra, se
descobriu que....

... O Amor é cego e a Loucura está sempre com
ele...

Secrets..

2005-10-12T02:20:00.000+01:00

I wont tell them...

Why did you tell mine?

Lay your head on my pillow
Here you can be yourself
No one has to know what you are feelin'
No one but me and you

I wont tell, your secrets
Your secrets are safe with me
I will keep your secrets
Just think of me as the pages in your diary

I feel such a connection
Even when you're far away
Oooh baby if there is anything that you fear
Call 489 4608 and I'll be here

I won't tell your secrets
Your secrets are safe with me
I will keep your secrets
Just think of me as the pages in your diary

Only we know what is talked about, Baby boy
I don't know how you could be driving me so crazy
Baby when you're in town
Why don't you come around
I'll be the loyalty you need
You can trust me

What is the matter with me? I think i lost all of my inspiration and all i can give you now its pictures and lyrics that all of you are very familiar with..

I'm really sorry..

Mar.

If I ain't got you baby...

2005-10-12T02:08:00.000+01:00

With me....

Why do i start crying everytime i hear this music? It's crazy...

Alicia Keys in her best..

Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power, yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
And I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, Yeah

Some people search for a fountain
That promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love him
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be
With no one to share
With no one who truly cares for me

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, you, you
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, yeah

If I ain't got you with me baby
So nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby

Sighs...

ZZZZzzzzzZZZZZ

2005-10-10T00:48:00.000+01:00

I'm getting tired of waiting...

I have to move.. And fast...

"Nao sei se ria , nao sei se chore..." Ja diria esta grande poeta de seu nome Marta... LoL

...

2005-10-10T00:20:00.000+01:00

Nothing... Nothing...

Just let me breatheeee.... Oki.. Thank you...

Be back in a minute...

Random Post

2005-10-09T23:56:00.000+01:00

Nothing to add....

Ahh.. Just one thing...

I'M FUCKING PISSED!!!!

Forever....

2005-09-29T06:15:00.000+01:00

Frank Sinatra...

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I’ll say it clear,
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.

I’ve lived a life that’s full.
I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I’ve had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.
I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

_______________________________________

Here's another music..
This one it's the very opposite of "My Way".. If "My May" gets you almost crying.. "Love and Marriage" makes me laugh big time...
Check out the lyrics... You going to understand why!

Ahem...

Love and marriage, love and marriage
Go together like a horse and carriage
This I tell you brother
You can’t have one without the other

Love and marriage, love and marriage
It’s an institute you can’t disparage
Ask the local gentry
And they will say it’s elementary

Try, try, try to separate them
It’s an illusion
Try, try, try, and you will only come
To this conclusion

Love and marriage, love and marriage
Go together like a horse and carriage
Dad was told by mother
You can’t have one without the other

Is this true??

I got a little story....

2005-09-29T01:58:00.000+01:00

One For My Baby
(And One More For The Road)

Words & Music by Johnny Mercer & Harold Arlen
Recorded by Frank Sinatra, 1958

It’s quarter to three,
There’s no one in the place ’cept you and me
So set ’em’ up joe
I ot a little story I think you oughtta know

We’re drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

I know the routine
Put another nickel in that there machine
I’m feeling so bad
Won’t you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot
But you gotta to be true to your code
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

You’d never know it
But buddy I’m a kind of poet
And I’ve got a lot of things I wanna say
And if I’m gloomy, please listen to me
Till it’s all, all talked away

Well, that’s how it goes
And joe I know you’re gettin’ anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn’t mind
My bending your ear

But this torch that I found
It’s gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

Night Walk, Surrey, 1983
Michael Kenna

Today i feel happy...
I found myself walking in the night
Thinking about life...
All the people, all the noise...
All the troubles and all the choices..
Choices i know i have to make..
But so tired to even think...
In the middle of the street...
All that i can think...
Is lighting up a cigarette
and just.. be there...
With no one to bother me...
Listening to this particulary song
That feels me up with dreams, hopes...
And wishes of being a new person..
A person who could live
Just live...
Is that what i really want?

Peace.

Mar.

The Insanity Test

2005-09-02T01:02:00.000+01:00

Just found this site...

Please follow the instructions carefully!

But remember .. If you start laughing consider yourself legally insane...

Muahahahaa...

Here

http://www.funnyjunk.com/pages/insanity_test.htm

Leave your comment! Crazy or not...Here we come...

Hugs!!

Mar.

Inter Rail

2005-09-01T16:48:00.000+01:00

If i dont make an Inter-Rail next year, i swear.. I will kill myself!! I've being saying this for 3 years!!! Arghh..

I've been checking this sites and i'm telling you.. I almost cry!! LoL.. Almost...

So my friends.. If you wanna join me , be my guest!! I'm gonna leave you the information here , pics, you name it...

This is really amazing!! Having the chance to meet new ppl, new traditions!! I sooo want that!! I'm sick of being looked up in here...

I'm drooling already...
Here are the sites

www.cp.pt/servicos/prod_int/p_rail.html
www.interrailnet.com

And to check the weather... Eh Eh...

uk.weather.yahoo.com/Europe
www.worldclimate.com
www.bbc.co.uk/weather/worldweather/europe/index.shtml

Ok.. So my friends.. Whats your favorite destiny???

Mar.

Portuguese Habits

2005-09-01T15:57:00.000+01:00

Ok.. I can't help myself.... I was not supposed to be born in Portugal..LooL..
A friend of mine just sent me this...

YOU KNOW YOU'RE PORTUGUESE WHEN....

Your mother or grandmother has Maria in her name.

You have a rooster napkin holder.

Your father or grandfather is called Manuel, JosôUAntonio, or Jo㯮

You have crocheted doilies on your kitchen counters, dining room, living
room, bedroom--on all your tables.

You decorate your walls with plates.

Your house is a mini church with just as may statues of saints and Jesus as
your church itself.

You're 25 and still living with your parents. (Extra points if you're
married and living with your spouse in your parent's house)

You warn other drivers of police on the highway by flashing your lights,
even though one of the drivers might have just robbed a bank.

You baptize your child and send him to catechism even though you might never
go to church except for weddings and funerals.

You think all university graduates should be called "Doutor" and like to be
called so if you are one of the chosen few who have managed to finish
college.

You park on the sidewalk when necessary, even asking the person standing
there to please move away.

You have a mobile phone and spend a small fortune on it, but think twice
about going to the dentist.

You have a mother or grandmother who wears black.

You spend your holidays in Spain instead of in Portugal because it is
cheaper.

If you are a woman, you have been to see a "curandeiro" (healer) or have had
your fortune told.

You insist you wouldn't be caught dead buying Spanish olive oil even though
most of the olive oil consumed in Portugal comes from Spain.

You laugh at jokes about the Alentejanos but get angry to know that the same
jokes are told in Brazil about the Portuguese.

You think that you can catch a cold with a draft or by sitting in the spring
sun. Cold drinks are also thought to bring on the dreadful "gripe". And
don't let anyone have a shower after eating as something terrible could
happen to them.

You get a letter from your doctor saying you can't work because of an
"unspecified, ongoing medical condition" and then go on a two-week holiday.

Your child's teacher misses two weeks (because of a letter from his or her
doctor) and you don't complain because you also will use the same doctor
when you have to miss two weeks from your work.

If you are from Porto you don't like people from Lisbon and call them Moors.
The reverse is also true but they don't call you a nice word like "Moor".

You think Brazilians speak incorrect Portuguese and will not read a book
written in Brazilian Portuguese.

The last major military victory you can remember your country having was the
Battle of Aljubarrota in 1385.

You say that the Portuguese, unlike the Spanish, are good at learning
foreign languages.

Your parents own like 9 houses in Portugal but complain about the lack of
money in the States.

Going to Portugal involves buying gifts for all 500 members of your family

You go crazy for the World Cup

You refer to Portugal as "O Continent"

You've walked in "as paradas" longer than you can remember

You have grape vines in your backyard

You earned over $10,000 for your first communion.

To hell with the Turkey and Roast Beef! X-mas dinner was bacalhau au braz,
baby!

A barbeque does not consist of burgers on the grill... Hello! Can you say
sardinhas?

You've had your license for a month, but your $20,000 car has been "hooked
up" for a year. I'm talking rims, tints, a system...

A wooden spoon equals discipline, or if you ever had to duck so you wouldn't
get hit with flying shoes.

Your parents anticipate that you'll marry your first long-term
boyfriend/girlfriend.

When you hear the word "Sagres" you think Beer, not historical marine
school.

Nothing beats a buttered papo-seco.

Your 15 year old brother is allowed to have two girls sleep over, but your
19 year old sister can't go out past 7pm.

You think that 2am is too early to go to bed and that 11am is to early to
get out of bed.

Your grandmother tells you look sick because you are too thin.

Your parents make you eat 3 servings of dinner at each sitting otherwise
they think you don't like the cooking.

You're proud to be Portuguese - and you pass these jokes on to all your
Portuguese friends and of the hole world!!!

;)

PROUD?? WHO??? ME??? COFF!!!!

No.. Really our country is fine... Our leaders are the mother fuc****!!

Yeah , I'm pissed..

LoL..

Peace.

Marta

Poem

2005-08-04T23:08:00.000+01:00

A Sonnet of the Moon

LOOK how the pale queen of the silent night
Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,
And he, as long as she is in his sight,
With her full tide is ready her to honor.
But when the silver waggon of the moon
Is mounted up so high he cannot follow,
The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan,
And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.
So you that are the sovereign of my heart
Have all my joys attending on your will;
My joys low-ebbing when you do depart,
When you return their tide my heart doth fill.
So as you come and as you do depart,
Joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.

Charles Best

A piece of beauty....

Just a little something to make our day a better place to live...

Mar.

E-mails

2005-08-04T22:46:00.000+01:00

Funny things...

TGV in Portugal... (Lool) I'm portuguese.. But what the hell!!!!

Portugal again... Because we live in a very honest country... coff!!

Peace.

San Sebastian

2005-08-04T21:46:00.000+01:00

What a great holidays!! Short but splendid!!!
5 days of pure pleasure... I really recommend this city to all of the bloggers out there!!

I'm giving you some pics!! Tell me if you like it...

Comedy

2005-07-16T23:00:00.000+01:00

Because i really need to laugh...

And this is just hillarious!

Whatever...

See ya!

Drink on my own

2005-07-16T22:34:00.000+01:00

What i've been listening tonight..

Jamie Cullum.. This guy rules.. Eh.. He as the jazz spirit.. Amazing.. Really amazing...

Cd Cover...

ALL AT SEA

I’m all at sea
Where no one can bother me
Forgot my roots
If only for a day
Just me and my thoughts
Sailing far away

Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul
Please just leave me right here on my own
Later on you could spend some time with me
If you want to, all at sea

I’m all at sea
Where no-one can bother me
I sleep by myself
I drink on my own
I don’t speak to nobody
I gave away my phone

Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul
Please just leave me right here on my own
Later on you could spend some time with me
If you want to, all at sea

Now I need you more than ever
I need you more than ever now

If you don’t need it every day
But sometimes don’t you just crave
To disappear within your mind
You never know what you might find
So come and spend some time with me
And we will spend it all at sea

Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul
Please just leave me right here on my own
Later on you could spend some time with me
If you want to, all at sea

Ooooh
If you want to, all at sea
If you want to

Great performance..

Nice..

Just me and my moods...

Mar.

Darkness

2005-07-13T21:54:00.000+01:00

Cause lately the night as been my enemy...
.. and no one is there to read me a poem...

The Day is Done

The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of night
As a feather wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.

I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist:

A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.

Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of the day.

Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of time.

For, like the strains of martial music,
Their mighty throughts suggest
Life's endless toil and endeavor;
And tonight I long for rest.

Read from the humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;

Who, through long days of labor,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of wonderful melodies.

Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And come like the benediction
That follows after prayer.

Then read the treasured volume
The poem of my choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.

And the night shall be filled with music,
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Best Pictures - 2004

2005-07-13T21:26:00.000+01:00

Great pictures...

Those kind of images can lift anybody's soul...

Kiss..

Mar.

Special Poem to my Friends

2005-07-11T14:57:00.000+01:00

Acabei de encontrar este poema. Achei extraordinário existirem poemas deste género mas talvez não tão extraordinário assim... Esta e a realidade que nos rodeia presentemente. Estamos rodeados de computadores e Internet, e criamos o nosso pequeno mundo. Conhecemos pessoas, começamos a apalpar o terreno por assim dizer, e quando menos esperamos já consideramos essas pessoas como grandes amigos, como alguém que estará lá quando tu precisares.

I dedicate this poem to Maf, Nette, Sof, Di, Ana and Sara.
Beijos a todas.

Friends Without Faces
We sit and we type and we stare at our screens,
We can't help but wonder what all of this means.
With mouse in hand ...we roam through this maze,
On an infinite search...lost in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know,
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
We give kisses and hugs,
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold,
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell,
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
Rusty Black, ©1996

Kiss

Learning how to make banners!

2005-07-10T02:44:00.000+01:00

The buzz is in the air..

And today i'm with to much energy... I got to do something to release her..

Here it goes one.. Its not much but i'm new.. Give me some credit.. Eh...

Peace.

Mar.

Kiss the Sky

2005-07-09T03:05:00.000+01:00

LOOOL.. Can't stop laughing..
Today i was searching on the net for the movie Kiss the Sky, with William Petersen among others, and the first thing i notice is this pic with Bart Simpson...
The first thing that occured to me.. Mr. William is not yellow.. Oh god, the caffeine...
Damm.. Internet sometimes can be funny.. Like pc's trying to rule over our world.. Err..Whatever...

Here's the pic..

I laughed big time.. Dind't expected that...

Buh bye...

Peace.

Portugues

2005-07-09T02:39:00.000+01:00

Vou postar na minha lingua mae hoje...Portuguese babyy...
Esta me a apetecer...
Bem.. Isto agora esta um bocado mais calmo.. Os exames digo.. So recomecam na quarta e hoje tirei o dia para descansar, reflectir, ouvir musica... Nem sai de casa. Disfrutei de um dos melhores prazeres que tenho na vida, a minha casa e a oportunidade de poder disfrutar all by myself.. Ehh...

Como tive algum tempo, hoje andei a pesquisar em sites, ver blogs, enfim, exercitar o meu cerebro sobre estas coisas do 'blogging' para ver se me meto mais dentro do assunto... Isto com o tempo vai la..

Bem, um dos sites que achei muito interessantes foi o
http://www.gapingvoid.com/que tem desenhos fantasticos, o senhor tem um talento enorme. Vao la dar uma espreitadela.

Vou por aqui uns desenhos que considero interessantes no minimo.

Diana Krall

2005-07-08T01:52:00.000+01:00

What i've been listening this evening...

Narrow Daylight
From - The Girl In the Other Room

Narrow daylight entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near
Are we stronger than we believe?

I walked through halls of reputation
Among the infamous too
As the camera clings to the common thread
Beyond all vanity
Into a gaze to shoot you through

Is the kindness we count upon
Hidden in everyone?

I stepped out in a sunlit grove
Although deep down I wished it would rain
Washing away all the sadness and tears
That will never fall so heavily again

Is the kindness we count upon
Hidden in everyone

I stood there in the salt spray air
Felt wind sweeping over my face
I ran up through the rocks to the old
wooden cross
It's a place where I can find some peace

Narrow daylight entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near
Are we stronger than we believe?

What more can i ask ?

Mar.

Art

2005-07-08T01:11:00.000+01:00

I friend of mine introduce me to this wonderfull site,"ElfWood", filled with art...
Today i found this drawing..
Love the colours, texture.. All of it...
Tks Sar for showing me this!

Made by Andrea Axelsson

Jorja's B-Day!!

2005-07-07T23:20:00.000+01:00

Wow it's been a while since i post, damm Uni and the exams! Oh My...

Today its the B-day of one hell of an actress!! One of the best i've ever seen...

>>Jorja Fox!<<

So.. Here's my "gift" to her.. LooL... Some pics of her.. What a gift.. I know..
Happy B-day Jorja... I wish you all the best!!!

Intense acting...

Hapiness or not.. Again... Great Interpretacion....

And... Don't mess with me.. My life is mine and mine alone!!

Thats why she really is one of the best...

London

And because in this day the world felt several damages from terrorists, this gesture express also my despise for people who think that with war they can change anything.. Its horrend!!
Please, please leave this wonderfull world alone and express your hate in another way.. Normal citizans have no fault ....

Peace and Love for all! And my condolences for the families that lost their adored ones!!

Circo de Feras

2005-07-04T22:04:00.000+01:00

And now.. Some Portuguese music... This is from Xutos e Pontapes..
It pretty much describes my spirit today!

A vida vai torta
Jamais se endireita
O azar persegue
Enconde-se à espreita

Nunca dei um passo
Que fosse o correcto
Eu nunca fiz nada
Que batesse certo

Refrão:
Enquanto esperavas no fundo da rua
Pensava em ti e em que sorte era a tua
Quero-te tanto...(quero-te tanto)
Quero-te tanto...(quero-te tanto)

De modo que a vida
É um circo de feras
E uns entre tantos
São as minhas feras

Nunca dei um passo
Que fosse o correcto
Eu nunca fiz nada
Que batesse certo

Refrão:
Enquando esperavas no fundo da rua
Pensava em ti e em que sorte era a tua
Quero-te tanto...(quero-te tanto)
Quero-te tanto...(quero-te tanto)

If i was there to comtemplate the beauty that nature provides to us.. Maybe all the problems would just go away.. For just one day...

All Is Well

WHATE'ER you dream, with doubt possessed,
Keep, keep it snug within your breast,
And lay you down and take your rest;
And when you wake, to work again,
The wind it blows, the vessel goes,
And where and whither, no one knows.

'Twill all be well: no need of care;
Though how it will, and when, and where,
We cannot see, and can't declare.
In spite of dreams, in spite of thought,
'Tis not in vain, and not for nought,
The wind it blows, the ship it goes,
Though where and whither, no one knows.

Arthur Hugh Clough

Peace.

CSI

2005-07-04T01:21:00.000+01:00

Well.. It's time to talk a little about CSI! This great TV/Show that makes some of my days a lot better.. Yeah.. Sometimes its good to dream, think about fairytales, fiction.. The 'real world' can be really scary sometimes, so i shut the curtain for a while and dream.. The greatest dreams...

CSI fascinates me in a way that so far only one or two tv shows had.

I give you 3 reasons why i love it so much

1> Forensics / The cases that they bring to us... ( I repeat.. Fiction.. )
2> The actors , they're characters and passion that they transmit.. Especially, in my nobel opinion, Jorja Fox and William Petersen.
3 > The interaction between Jorja/William , Sara/Griss (Dream people? )

There's more.. But.. What the heck.. This is enough...

I present you some pics from some episodes! Hope you like it.

See ya..

THE LONG WALK TO JUSTICE

2005-07-03T20:30:00.000+01:00

We don't want your money, we want YOU

The Long Walk To Justice is the symbolic journey of millions of people across the world to show the G8 leaders that the world is watching and waiting.

Ahead of the G8 Summit, those that can, will make their way to the Scottish capital, Edinburgh, to show the leaders of the world's richest nations in person, that they must act to stop the scandal of extreme poverty now..
The Long Walk to Justice is on course to attract: The largest ever TV audience; The busiest website in the world; The largest ever online petition - The LIVE 8 list; The largest ever text petition; The largest ever response to a TV show..
This Long Walk To Justice culminates on Wednesday 6th July – the eve of the all-important G8 Summit - with a celebration of the largest and loudest cry to make poverty history the world has ever seen at Murrayfield Stadium called Edinburgh 50,000 – the Final Push.

To sign your name , go to www.live8live.com

These concerts are the start point for The Long Walk To Justice, the one way we can all make our voices heard in unison.

"History and the generations to come will judge our leaders by the decisions they make in the coming weeks," By Mr. Mandela.

Peace.

Today.. All i wanted was this!

2005-07-01T19:02:00.000+01:00

Drums...

And play and play and play....

See ya next monday! Have a great weekend! Specially my CSI friends.. U know who u are!! Kiss!

2005-06-30T01:44:00.000+01:00

For those that don't now me.. Which means almost everyone..LoL.. You've got to know that i'm addicted to Sarah McLachlan, one of the best female singer i know!!
Here's one of many great musics...

Stupid

Night lift up the shades
let in the brilliant light of morning
but steady there now
for I am weak and starving for mercy
sleep has left me alone
to carry the weight of unravelling where we went wrong
it's all I can do to hang on
to keep me from falling
into old familiar shoes

[Chorus:]

how stupid could I be
a simpleton could see
that you're no good for me
but you're the only one I see

love has made me a fool
it set me on fire and watched as I floundered
unable to speak
except to cry out and wait for your answer
but you come around in your time
speaking of fabulous places
create an oasis
dries up as soon as you're gone
you leave me here burning
in this desert without you

[Chorus]

everything changes
everything falls apart
can't stop to feel myself losing control
but deep in my senses I know

And now.. Tell me.. Do you think this is trash or Art?

I'm sorry but my imagination today is down!!
College sometimes sucks!!
See ya around...

First time...

2005-06-29T15:58:00.000+01:00

Ola a todos!
Well.. Its the first time i create a blog.. Soo.. There's nothing special.. Yet...
Later i'm gonna make some changes and try to make this little place something special..
Stay cool! See ya next time...
Buh bye..