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Segunda-feira, Janeiro 31, 2005
Domingo, Janeiro 30, 2005
I am the Cheshire Cat
and who is being minimal now? Now playing at this Mad Tea Party is The Beta Band - I know
Nunca te disse
As palavras aumentam o tamanho das veias Às vezes, Desenham-se rosas de carne Então, percebe-se que todas as palavras são inúteis Deste Lado do Espelho Sábado, Janeiro 29, 2005
I am the Cheshire Cat
and I really do like the Twelfth House. Thank you for that photo. It was an enjoyable afternoon, you even had your Darjeeling! London was great. It's not my Cheshire but nevertheless it offers many grinning moments.
Satan in his Original Glory - William Blake at Tate Quinta-feira, Janeiro 27, 2005
Tu não andas bem Gato. Vais durante três ou quatro dias à Londres, à tua Tate, para a qual já não há paciência e tudo o que tens a dizer-nos é que o Sol entrou em Aquário há nove graus?!!! Há que gostar de ti!
Traz mas é esse teu sorrisinho até aqui e vamos beber uma chávena de Twinings Earl Grey. E aproveitas para me contar como foi essa tua viagem por Londres. Só pela tarde que passámos naquele teu poiso de Notting Hill deu para perceber que estavas animado. E para veres que até te presto atenção, olha o que trouxe para ti... On That Side of The Looking Glass, Notting Hill, London, England Sexta-feira, Janeiro 21, 2005
You are, are you? Maybe I'll meet with you there. I have some hats to deliver and I miss the old town. A nice stroll by the Thames may be just what I'm needing. I shall talk to Alice, we shall need someone to inquiry on the world, we must.
See you when I see you, Chesh. Quinta-feira, Janeiro 20, 2005
I am the Cheshire Cat
And I'm off to old London to see some art. Especially from him...
Self-Portrait - George Frederic Watts at Tate Terça-feira, Janeiro 11, 2005
Não existe mais este sorriso
Nesse dia morri por dentro, embora não o soubesse. Senti apenas o sangue que se tornava pó os ossos que doiam enquanto se partiam em pequeno pedaços esfacelando a carne que rompiam como farpas, morri, sei que morri já tantas vezes morri por dentro O corpo suporta todas as mortes É a razão que soçobra um dia Fiquei com a morte por dentro Só gritando e não da dor Mas da raiva, pela morte do sorriso De um momento que parecera tanto E só em papéis a tormenta agora.
Eu sei, eu sei, queremos saber o que é a vida. Ah! e eu poderia dizer-to e tu a mim. E de nada serviria. De nada. Nada. Puf. Param. Param. Taram! Tarararam! A vida? Sentemo-nos com Deus e o Diabo, falemos disso. Terça-feira, Janeiro 04, 2005
I am the Cheshire Cat
And this is just one of the texts one can find in WOW Software (by appointment to her profoundness, Water Violet) This piece concerns the Sun in the Twelfth House You have the capacity to take on many roles in your life, assuming the professional guise which is expected of you under any given situation. The greater part of your life is spent in a search to find or define your identity. As a child you probably felt a sense of isolation, and in relation to your father you may have felt that he was remote, a dreamy figure who was difficult to get into contact with. Later in life you also personally feel a sense of remoteness and often find that the goals you pursue lead to disappointment or a sense of meaningless. This inner dissatisfaction motivates you to go on an inner journey to understand the nature of yourself. You can find meaning when you withdraw from the world for a period of time - too much contact with others for too long can be confusing for you. You would benefit greatly from meditation, because a spiritual practice or creative work enables you to reach the core of your being. When you are there you discover your place in the cosmos, and the cosmos's place in you. For you to truly find yourself, you must lose yourself. You can discover the interdependency of humanity and the universe.
Winter - David Leverett at Tate |