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Considerations are made in good unpretentious disposition, enough dose of independence, deep, interesting as we see the interplay of ideas which resulted very good step to tell a story with a moral that is, the moral of the story ... a story that on two workhorses who made a journey through ancient Japan, since the time of discovery, the gray donkey was loaded with salt, very heavy load, black ass guided to the destination because the caravan had a very light load, took sponge boasting of his luck being very rude the way the gray had enough and was about to die when the effort falls into stumbling big puddle of water melting at half load, black ass watching astonished the incredible luck that fellow there goes up, hastening taking what remained of the cargo. Driven by jealousy, throws himself into the water the same sort of hopeful.
The sponge soaked with water making it almost impossible to black even stand up, eventually succumbing to tiredness logically and die.
Stories from Grandpa
love is like a rainbow, is not always present, always appears! The utopian chaos theory formulated a = 1 +1 = 2:2 = first utopia spiral rainbow multifactorial love ends in the maximum radiation energy entity, blooms in the sun - the land expires, the sun draws the same colors to paint the world - I breathe, you inspire the same air and I'm loving all the colors to paint your world! All part of how we feel things and there are things that come together, others split up but the truth does not hide facts. My first recollection I have only simply reminiscing, I wake immersed in a bright day, and prepared me with the power of light out of darkness and will distribute power and energy for the whole community constellation. I put myself wondering if one day be a hell? If a day is a ray, it would be destructive, scary, noisy, relentless or was bright, beautiful, radiant and energetic. Each ray is how humans different characteristics, different modes of action, different light, ie each beam / be unique and exclusive. Well if one day be a minimum radius was unique. Each ray has the form of action, as in people at any time such action appears in fractions of moments. Do we have the radius of action / being, it might change its direction and destination. In relation to targets and for the first time I invoke the name of god, one day appeared to have a conversation of beliefs and faith with a follower of the Koran that told me the following story which I shall describe, you are given a game for hands and ask God that you vehemently skirt and the top score went up a bit. My dear, the story boils down but he finally threw the dice? But apart from this story I will tell you that we share and we spoke / to be acting with the environment, each one throws the dice with your energy / shape / behavior. I knew it would be a transformer and that things were going to have a balance of forces that would transform the shining reality. A revitalized energy and dissatisfaction that people living with satisfaction would become in all colors to paint your mundo.acordei a reality different from the usual fields of writing and explore through this book going to expand my being. I reflect on how the transmission of thought and equate it to a light and power. We all think about multiple perspectives need to follow a stream and the soul has moments of disturbance, the way we look is not always naive and energy expands. Troubled minds with misdemeanors and are perpetuated in unison voice is louder than many voice, words are an expression of art, from this moment will be inspiration. The heartbeat is the rhythm that expands the veins. The prosecution is done because all the dead have their q. We all believe in evil, and sometimes make us shut up, "but we all think" the recollections are not always present and say that not because pratiques hatred is bad. We all have freedom of speech but not all have the right timing, and nothing more honest than the truth, we have various forms of expression and well being is to have balance. Balance is a series of routines, being nervous is an imbalance. People like commenting. All are pure universal love generates compassion. The sun is a source of energy, the abnormal is nothing happens, everyone forgets when they want and there are always several perspectives, many ideas, few convictions ... There are things hopeless, as all are subject to injustice. Love is a source of pleasure and always alone and protected, that people do not like to think but awareness is a torch that enlightens us.
There are vices that we all sometimes have fears, they all say and do stupid things. Do not write to anyone, we all have something we do not want to remember, but it's nice to know when we are sad and always admit it and not hide anything because we all have vulnerabilities, we all feel the pleasure of something lurking and when the opportunity opens the door for him . There is always a feeling toward the other, but "nobody is nobody" so everyone has the right to shine. Friendship is always a good beginning to a friend another self. Follow your instinct that you see the positive. All we can be loved and to love love is light generator, when we are loved we must respect that feeling, love each other and increase the birth rate, always with the words in games crossroads undoubtedly an antagonistic expression but with his logic to avoid suffering. "What the old have not wisdom, but prudence" so listen! Everybody knows the good and evil? We have our hand in this decision to be good or bad, some sanity is madness, the knowledge is really important! " If possible be in graduate school of life ... I'll turn for you, by me and who likes me. Change to evolution. A shaft through which passes a current of anxiety vibrant, electric, travel bodies, feeders and hope for something new and amazing that let's static movements but with racing thoughts and anxiety. Paralyzed from moving up the tension in the falls in reality and with movements controlled and measured, down the stairs of thought where we connect to each other. It is on this ladder of thoughts which we categorize behaviors, faces and movements enquadradam on the descent and ascent of the moments of life, lights feed the treadmill without stopping this madness take you to the reality of sec. Xxi, energy, magic, costumes, all with apparent harmony, but watch your step, not everyone is going up the escalator of life, there are beings who climb stairs that rise above all the moves and supports someone, will that be enough or a question of balance? Balance of forces is key to balancing movements, ups and downs of every level, but not all deserve to go down and support us on the climb, effort and perseverance are essential, then raise yourself to the spirit of sacrifice, no injuries or stops and it will take in light of the thinking being. Without balance of outside forces that might give way, the rungs are dry and fed by cables of hope come to the cord most important cycle of life, this energy that feeds the earth. My electrical panel was the one who would command positions and destinations of current universal. It was a sun that would illuminate the dark bowels of the earth nature. What was happening I felt sad for the dawn a suit that came with nightfall, lived, revived and reborn is it the powerful sun (sun) * a radiant source as drops falling on the floor, this source of life and light. My lighthouse, who searches diligently, so the rotary motion of the abnormality. Beginning to feel the first electrocution and nerves electrocution with cardiac noisy blink. Electromagnetic waves that come and go thoughts waveforms around the circle of waves. Electricity runs through my body the chain that leads me to the circuit wave. The electrical pulse fell and am shaken by impulses circulating in electric mode, always knew the truth when discovered by impulse shines brightly, there is a blackout and shut up the voices tormented by the feeling of being light, lights a candle to light accumulated pain of melted wax. Electric doors open softly playing, but no closing time to open. The electric chainsaw cuts to the roots of hatred vibrant obscure. Electrocuted in smoke light that erases the memory, electromagnetic turbulence nasmentes bubbling, turbulent electromagnetism endless. Extend like spokes electrifying that paralyze the mind, have a light, black electrifying of flashes, flashing lights plaguing me the uninterrupted flow of current. The lights illuminate opaque outlandish beings in the dim light. Electrical wires run through my body vibrantecheipode energy. Rise and move towards the 10th circuit and there is a power failure, 'incorruptible even the dark there is a decrease electric power and fell on the words of ecstasy and sensations. Cut bright sharp and bright echoes, bright light grabbing voice breaking, dark lightning flashes where dark beings with errant eye orientation. There is a fluorescence and flourish and fall, not thunder in all directions and senses. The "ofusculência" and these piercing lightning overshadow the pleasure of others feelings and perspectives. Glowing and intersecting arcs deep into your soul that hold the atoms, shock and dynamic glow. As a hint to me hammer the incongruity of the sentiments that appeal to a light strong and determined, in my absence twilight when I roll smoothly, acute at the lights of my being, I delight and gently like a thunderbolt. There is an ominous light, these lights convalescent threaten that torment us and let foresee the danger? There is a lamp, the light that follows you in moments of bucolic and unable to confront you intimacy in secrecy. There is a bright red light and blocking nerve accelerators. Shocks sails and minds of contaminants to spread without impulses, light company, which was not illuminated and not give the light feel of the company. Thunder crunch and shatter-thirsty pleasure noises. Lights powerful statement to condemn the lives of others by voices. How powerful rays and lacerating cutting ties impossible to tie the dim light in which overshadowed the awareness that penetrate bulky bundles. Intensely lit up the mists of black light in the cosmic light, a pervasive and deep cosmos which relieves the oblivion of the soul. Lightning heats and darkens and becomes still and silent, but range and noise when it happens is breathless and overwhelming that infects the rage to live and be present in other lamps and lighting or even simple but striking fleeting darkness of sighs and breaks silences the most electrifying. That lightning that you erase the issue of consciousness marked by groans and eloquent that precipitate action neglected sense of opportunity to stand still when they fell another lightning in this world. I remember the photo taken with my brother (now hanging in my room) and I ate at the place where the hosts of hell which I refer later. After the ashes of light, these ashes that mark you heat the irons fierce and strong of a hit are only contaminated by ash light of past and future ubiquitous not forget. Cut up the spur of the moment and spreads slowly tearing profusely and telling you controls you, and you throw into a pool of light that drowns in memory of the words incontinent and spilling their place of birth. In turmoil are the burning ashes of a magnetic body that flickers and hisses in your heart burning with desire for something manly and masculine or feminine and sexy then this affront dual personality that does not sag or to one side or the other. The ashes of light and heat the dark frivolous in their heat and have the protection of rain and eaten, that spread across continents and timeless space invades us and presents us with luxurious and gives insights into the many pleasures and depressing. The anxiety of the chemistry of pleasure sedentary but not encrusted, but printed on the naive side. Oblivious to the thrill of feeling and being, you feel bright and dazzling and relieves contractions felt by the excesses, excesses that we redirect them to another dimension, develops, feeds an addiction does not shy no bounces or runs up crazy hair denial. The light hypnotic and groping experience feelings felt in the face that promise to yield to the desire leads us to believe that there is dynamic and, for without it we are taken without credit debt, stagnant life as hypnotic transcendent beings who are caught in sources droughts, rave brow of indecency and idleness. Lead us to new challenges in the same thought in different reactions, these reactions sometimes unreasonable where we face with the pure desire to have, can be fed by it and not conducted as separate pieces of clay that come together when heated.
My second recollection is just a picture dressed in a suit where I am in the same outfit from the first picture that is now in my room, I'm açoreira on top of a car I remember falling down the stairs where my grandmother had some tapes used at the entrance to the flies. I remember to call my grandmother to the land of the land of the flies was much excitement when the donkeys or horses to pass. My father, who owns a blue car where he was born my second recall, was a datsun. My "old" used to tell a story, this story he said, between my grandmother and a donkey that does not comply, the old woman bit off his ear. Today after reading the story you will not fell him any teeth. I saw the breasts of my grandfather and was once the mirror was under the bed of my parents was that he had better play from childhood until the worst nightmare, nightmare I used to have a terrrivel down a stream and came in a pot, I think this may be the worst one can dream of that child and death in the end the death and just as immortal or die before that light which is divided between bodies disposed of motion and oscillates between two easy ways to illuminate, but without any life, subsists in bitterness and disappointment of hypnosis systemic that feeds and develops. Consciously, it is so intense that it is extinguished and there is even erased. Psychedelics loops intertwine in the noise of angry thunder that support and enhance the anomaly that arises from being covered by all this psychedelic thunderstorm. Well here it remains consistent with no powers or scales, the transfer would only be a pretext for the abnormality, thunder black, caged and emitting grunts strangest and most profound of the absorbance of the reason he goes out, and range shifts without the least secretive, seemingly in a world of psychedelic lighting that afflict those who want him to mislead or enjoy pleasures staggered prejudiced by the colors dyed oblique stagnant, with no intention of creating or mere indulgence. Imbued with the spirit of the fragments of thought, in fact fragmented are those who imagine another world, away from disturbances, such as when we scratch ourselves irritate the eye, or simply blink. This move alienated from other movement glows and spray away the minds and oblivious to the simple fact of what is being moved or shaken. Thunder is psychedelic and drive away spirits, without which they manifest and why are not there, is a parallel reality of rumors and intransigence as the bogeyman, and nobody here eats weird personalities and aliases of preexisting even in the absence of fact. Hence, all that is unreal is timeless story, but it does anything, afraid, afraid that we deport a horizon to 5 dimensions, polygons and linear, but not likely or even capable of any trait, this trait that represents the hemispheres apotheotic and transcendent thought. Not flower or grow in filaments of reason abstract ideas, but impulses are born characters ever seen, decorated movement imitation and appropriateness to the moment, but all made aware and minimally calculated. Without calculation is real and unpredictable so it is a genuine spontaneity that is absurd to think of anything. Creak and grind the heads of old and already vanishing in yellow leaves and eaten by bibliófagos that without perseverance intimidate obsolete memory and made and counterfeited to its measure. Surrounded by measuring devices, welcome the rotulantes abexins and laugh at the thunder of the Abyssinian. - To exhort those who live in the light of the past, those dying of celestial bodies in addition to invade prominent that happens, the immediate. But all technical issues are, more or less intense, but are energy radiation that are not compatible with the past, even the moment before. Memories that emit harmful radiation so that it does not blind but any thought that wants to ignite at any moment, momentum or moment. For the past intersects with the present, moment, momentum, or the second tranche, but the influences are not always so in time for the powerful light is a pure stream of ecstasy that cuts like wind on your face, something hitherto deprived of intent and movement around the pleasure of doing or being, as what exists and the account of our being is the click, that by simply looking forward to the light of its past, more or less intense light, sweating from past lives, but not the principle guiding the movement triggered pulse remaining unmasked, in the second lived in the moment and those who simply do not crawl around lights of the past and who cling to anything. Well that is synonymous with pollution, radiation, no thanks! Hence, anything stronger than light at the moment, and be at all times with all his might, but nobody is better than anyone, is a question of fighting, and I do not come with these lights because everyone has innate, weary of will and imagination and pure energy development and creation, magic colors reflected in shades of yellow sun. In fact there is not much light, there are only pockets of remaining life and balanced way to objectify, which can not be seen. So there is not real, is the result of something that helps us raise awareness. But the ray that is consciousness? What is really conscious or unconscious? Here is one that assumes no barrier to materialize and that makes much sense to understand, we all headed for the moment. This to put preconceived barriers and say a current insurmountable when in fact there are no barriers in real!? Everything is imaginary so we all live in the same chain of illusions, the seat of other spirits that does not affect us because actually there, or in fact there is no barrier between the unconscious desire of the ever-present in the conscious and that we reserve for ourselves , only empty, but there are imaginary heavenly creatures living as they say in light of the past, the majority ruled that it had to have weight or measure, but then again who are they to interfere. There was and is to look at the days until he desbater nothing more natural than that light shining on it with pleasure that we conform. Conformance, adversity, conflict, serving as a mere indulgence accumulator conscious attitudes and problems but not as deep as they are so natural. Between natural and the transcendent there is no shock here that the minimum standard involves us and makes us feel at ease and quiet, everything is natural: air, joy that surrounds us, the one that hits and runs and especially touch, gentle touch for those who enjoying puffs of lightness. Energy managed in the nucleus, potent source radiates in transforming ourselves, psychological changes, let us consider this then hit by a nuclear power. This vibrant light grows in expectation be that in reality but does not suffer as a peacock that seeps in and seized impulses that lead us to act to act or not act, impulse, this dynamic and clear explosion. Hence us to take advantage of the pinnacle of his strength, are common agents that correct, pillars crumble because it is impossible to destabilize the power of transformation. And nothing stronger than being processed, this change in something that elevates and protects us from contamicao. I remember crying and not wanting to go to preschool the first day but especially after I enjoyed my friends, playing with my friends. It was normal kid in high causes illness FREB nightmare of custom, such as it was attached to some chains and descended into a fiery cauldron but delirium was thought to hell but suddenly woke up and was saved at the final count that stemmed. I know because I also learned to distinguish hot from cold, according to my brother who put a hand on it the second heater in the coldest part and he the hottest part, result: I just burned a right wrist that reminds me of the 666 or the mark of the beast out of curiosity my last phone ended in 666. - Something we will not stop if we want to continue, but why stop if it is action that takes place and generates emotions, sensations and stimuli, when someone responds and reacts, action my friends, patience and intelligence to understand the other being confrontational. Why let the negative energies paralyze us as if we were children with no response, courage, my dear, the word is that the order has to be judged and who will be the judge of reason, who will be the normal or abnormal, nobody! We all have faith and I have to give fezada cases of concern the wish and desire and this omniscient, but as a harp and alludes that eludes transmits sounds with echoes delusional mermaid. Nothing more than relaxing to hear listen twice as much as we speak and the silence is action, not naivete or lack of control, and few resist the silence-is to experience itself. It might even be torturous but will answer many questions both subjective and objective, the sociable silence is mute but can serve as the perfect weapon uncontrollable, impulsive and willing to sequeciosos, those who can not control. Calm down and listen, listen to the silence within you.
I once caught a bird tied him to a wire iron an ironing board would give him food, water ... And died that day my living toy. My first play the game of picking the wrong result have my brother behind me so that I hurried to that "corner" where he cracked his head until the whitish tissue that was watching. I walked about 4 km to climb the mountain and the smoke kentucky to $ 12.50 at these meetings a friend of mine ate lamps, glasses, which appeared, the circus had passed recently in the village. My first exercise in exhibitionism cyclists was longer my brother, the two failed to pass just about bricks and taken by him to the hospital. Almost at the same time took a ferradela of a bitch pregnant and after the theft of marbles that I have involved my brother avenging me of the burglar who was later to be my friend and brother who had the craziest of the earth. This friend was not invited to my birthday but was keen to offer me my first lego single and in life. Days before the 1st communion went with a friend at the local community center and steal the sin hosts. It was only the beginning. Then I started to play hide and seek and so it hid from my mother's best friend leaving him alone in the house after knowing that he was terrified and calling for us there we open the door. With his friends were playing with bikes, cars, marbles, and we liked adventure ... Eventually happen one day going to sing the janeiras the day of kings and getting some cash ganta it right away I remember offering sausages and other smoked, we were in third grade and though the teacher was replaced, the schoolyard was works with sand hills and holes, but I ventured, when I came into the room and went for the first time for such audacity "to take a ruler" I dared and took her hand before the teacher hit me, the second in front of students and pretended to forgive . In the 4th year sold my colleagues covers collections of his father, as these supplements coming out in today's newspapers. I remember the first wizard aa where my mother took me and my father and my brother and I saw the wizard you touch them in the genitals to me he did not dare and I threw him the hatred that was the first in disgust life. I am a native over my cousin and my brother and he gets one of the first lp of Pink Floyd - The Wall, Primac cool.
Remember the 1st May 1986 the communion in the church of ash sword at his side, was already an intense walk with tight shoes. Time to leave for the county of Estarreja back let friends and acquaintances, I conceal my departure at all with the benefit of leaving a little before the school year the 4th year being offset by a subsequent letter from the teacher who expressed his astonishment at my silence. When I arrived at the county Estarreja Pardilhó I moved to where I spent a few months, begun here my day-to-day, I know that at the time what we now call it bullying I was the victim and feared, feared even while traveling from home to the school bus, which had had a taste of "watering the soup! The 1st job that I remember was the car wash to my father and spending bill now on the typewriter and he paid me. I arrived at 5 years with a special permit or a signed waiver by my guardian to enter the 5th year in school c + s advanced they still lacked the minimum age. - Reached only toilet paper roll and smoked-came to wish that everyone would stop in time for me to enjoy a bank robbery, etc ... But this year I get my first degree in which he mentions that the student participated in the 1988/89 school cross country running in 15th place, not bad for anyone who has not grown, has also felt grown to jump the net and go buy cigarettes. - Rode a bicycle without brakes and spent the soles of my sneakers at the beginning of smoking seriously I owe a sg giant neighbor to the best tavern early estarrejae preferred the buffet and not eat in the canteen. I remember the 1st rite funeral I attended was my parakeet to this poor guy had been cut the wings ... He had been playing in the backyard and climbed a medlar tree when I jumped to the ground, trampled the parakeet! Here begin my sequels, even fell asleep crying over losing that animal, I ended up joining a mosaic and there he did the burial. All very well not be a cat the next day go get him! Result of this story ends with a dog who had asked for Christmas gift but was found as a stray at the door of my house, we welcome this "teko" and just being instructed to attack the cat question, just my teko for killing the cat. I even hit a stone on a lighter out of curiosity and it broke out.
In my early working days, divvertia me in the bakery where he worked, who scolded ... Used to take the newspaper to the bathroom to read and smoked a cigarette or two but at the time not to be caught by my brother and my sister arrived with the fear of throwing the packet out the window in the car.
I had an experience with Shadow Wolf: I was lost but found. Protected, but only by choice. Feed your dexterity of solid chemicals and essential water. In the purity of their own "shadow" for adventure dives and had a touchdown, Caricuao. As the wolf was protected, but by attitude alone, plunged in solitude apparent. Today I write as a wolf Caricuao, face their world and interpret it. Friend does not live independently without their wild nature, but a real newbie charitable life, an embryo in Caricuao where I graduated as a young blood has loyal, honest, above all, a fearless nature, fierce in its essence but fair and respectful of your friend companion and friend. So faithful traveling companion and always interpreted with care complicity and silence. I lived a little to get to know the shadows of Caricuao "streets" and company. But I saw courage in the wolf and he established link confidant and statutory change as to its freedom. One thing that the wolf had was freedom, he was, lonely, lonely! And free! Shadow Wolf shimmering energy extra-human in their way of being. With his barking imposed on its independence from the wild nature of genes. I decided to share their spiritual cod, wolf alone with the supper, or rather shadow wolf Caricuao that while connected by a single dish free in unison fraternal sharing also their drink. We are alone by choice? Sure! We are free to think about how nature shapes us. It was a present for me this Christmas, Caricuao wolf, but he wild for inborn genetic environment is driven by their chromosomes to the sensation of a pure state free of its own nature. Enigmatic as the way of life but powered home to live and enjoy your lonely side but free of any restriction or imposition. Shadow wolf and I are friends, as it is uncharacteristic act of unconventional coercion of others, we free the hands of mother nature and so what we have grown and induced in infiltram.havana club is at the heart of the madness of the same seat of revolution, we take account of our being here is free but a covenant of collaboration with solitary animal instinct.
When I was younger my grandmother called bushmaster, one day playing football the teko I had jumped what seemed like 30 inches because it was low and fell 2 feet tall, I was running to call my parents when there I got the small pequenois had survived for Christmas were my grandparents home, got into an argument with my parents and even said to my grandmother before she died that dog. I come to the village where I am today Estarreja city and start to attend the 6th year in school Donaciano, here I met my great passion for teen who would mark me throughout my youth. I came to be more than 10 minutes standing there looking at my father's mistress, and thought, thought that at least she made a noise would have some problems.
I always liked my brother but he once beat me with his fist and struck the identity of my father when he ran into the street in pajamas Pardilhó, county Estarreja and ended up in the backyard near the brambles. Until I had to put makeup on output due to the usual Sunday marks on his face. He had no brakes and spent to stop the slippers, I sold the bike on which he walked without tires offer just the rim of my grandfather and sold it to the weight where I made $ 300 for it. At this school with just two negatives, one mathematics to other crafts, I had never realized that was so bad in the crafts. Naturally embraced by society and their customs in early 1989 to play football to finish this career in 1998 as an athlete's sports club in Estarreja, as I started practicing football as tip-coming striker to score a goal in three of my long career, but it was a training game against Ovarense. Then as he grew up going backwards in the position of center forward, I traveled to far-left, then to right middle, then the average center to get protection in central and libero positions. It was known at the end of my career as an athlete of an anti-fair play evident, even from registering the 2nd goal scored in the day that I ask the coach to be the team captain and play center midfield in that game scored a goal I made a difference and the distance traveled through the field to the opposing goal by making a "panties" to the goalkeeper. Meant to take pins to football games in order to make the plays in the field.
In 1990/91 I attended the 7th grade in middle school Estarreja, I was not well integrated in this school for being a rebel and went the story that one day I masturbated in the classroom, being dubbed by history professor and holder of the Patriot missile - this time in the war in Iraq, inevitably disapprove of negative 4 years. What hurt me most was the Portuguese, and it was the first one on my schooling. I decided to return to school had made advances, whose grade 5. After the academic year 1991/92 School Year 7 + c s hurtled towards being dubbed the "AIDS" among colleagues, I even had a reputation for misbehaving in school but the successes would allow me a passing grade, since the then when confronted about why she came from Estarreja to advance said to have been expelled from school Estarreja. Punctured low-density floppy disks for double the capacity of those he did it with a manual drill, came to go to school to advance in Estarreja "bicycle, even purposely go after ovar, stealing candy and gum to the hypermarket. The best game I've done throughout my career was after a direct and was against the seaside club until the van came to fetch me home. I put a fly in a butter sandwich with a friend called "minette", the first porno I saw amazed me, a woman had dick and tits at the same time something that made him think, another era of snakes and eels, scenes from my father ... Among the trips Estarreja and advances of the pass had to make but cp as tobacco addiction is beginning to aggravate, rather than buying the pass ... I was already a stage only to hitchhiking to get change for tobacco and went to the bakery to eat half regueifa drink a liter of beer at half with colleagues. In my grandfather's house shot from an airgun and lead it backfired and nearly hit me and I heard the hum of the projectile. Once I went to a birthday party, already with the mania of drugs burned a black gum and was doing in their own party after believing that it was hashish. Before going to train my friends called the house and stole bottles of champagne and drank to my father before training came several times to be expelled. One day one of these friends got drunk that such had to be hospitalized. His father came to call my doing queixa.no within the football club had a special training, this was our opponent's team selection of Aveiro in search of new talent. I accomplished a great workout and that was when I put the train on the same selection Aveiro and got a placement. Football Association of Aveiro 91/92 season playing as a striker, tilts down to the left, was a substitute for a player who later went to fc Porto. On 11 - 07-1992 selecting sub-13 would have a meeting in which they faced the choice of the selection of Aveiro Leiria ending the season 91-92, was here in this game that I had my chance and went in the second part as reported by the Daily Aveiro, Tuesday, July 14, 1992 - Aveiro, 2 - Leiria, a "game in the field of sports complex s. Jacinto. "The return of the resorts, the selection Aveiro took the field with another determination. Unlike the first part where the leirienses dominated, aveiro proceeded to take account of the game and exploring the best defense of the adversary, gave a "face" of the result. He reached the goal of the tie, by filipe Moorish arch who shot to the back of the goal. " I do not know what he was doing in that game, I remember having had very little to the point of not picking up the balls, it was either too slow or was very fast, but in the end there I scored what would be the 3rd goal of my football career, this year there was no inter tournament teams for financial reasons, you could have evolved more? You never know. Come the 1992/93 academic year where I attended the 8th grade in school c + s advances and smoked all intervals, it was a rebel with deviant behavior. She told a friend who was in military school, I got to get inside a classroom in support of French with a toilet seat on his head saying he was lord toilet, had no courage to face the eyes of my father until the first hospitalization, chewed herbs before entering the house after football practice first and last time he took punches, threw in a training started, "I took one and assaulted him and told him to wait for me outside it still took more, and he waited ... Even my head was against the tar he was nicknamed the "Pardilhó. I have the first club in my attic giving it the name ku *. - Climbed through a skylight at the top of the building and came to have blankets on the roof among other things, with my friends smoked it several times with my friend mary got me to the brink of bounds near a chimney, he left an owl I was off balance and causing me to almost fall off the roof. The blue ray blue ray invades infuriated me be resplendent with energy that flows into the pores of dirty prejudice and intolerance that this blue ray will hit. The light produced by all beings curls in a shameless tricks are not difficult to convoluted artificialities innocuous. This laser light is invisible so pervasive and penetrates to the unseen and undetected. It is a light seer and teacher assumptions and crossroads outside the seer himself. Inconspicuous and innocuous prorovoca through its beam a Suction poisonous thoughts and preconceived ideas to their own poison and antídoto.luz your attic, this smoke that the light pierces the mind of memories shrouded in rags in broken heads without direction and action, action this motor that cools the frenetic level of thought and slowness of mass mind uncoordinated. Penetrating the idle time is enthusiastic and is distributed by the lights and exciting in brain electrical stimulation wandering. Intensifies in body mass and paralyzing hiptonizadora as one will set in rhyming gibberish. These lights come in the attic any head-end engineering. "Some people have monkeys, others only attics! "Other lamps that obscure the main entrance, I wish to penetrate the attic of memories, thoughts, short lived lives without great causes but with many memories. Memories are those that illuminate the mind to always open or closed in trunks ... Fetched from VHS tapes and having no money to pay the rent on time spreading and increasing Adiva rarely slept thinking about what it should. I even have the tapes months to accumulate. In 1993 I began to want to take my money and decided to go to work after a call to a game room. At the time he was 15 years old and had already seen a lot of authority that held the order of space and prohibiting those under 16 from entering. Came the first contact with hashish and that has proved to be the ultimate consumption over the next 17 years. In this environment I came into contact with other realities, but always refused and denied the use of heroin and cocaine, making it know that I did throughout my life was not with the intent or purpose or I may have been "mined" but never consumed . He was unfit for consumption and attitudes was already a famous "artist" being the presenter of the festival's final school year of the finalists for the 9th year em1993/1994.
Generator, generator or generator love love what fuels this carnal desire not virtual, and this emotional link kissing transparent and thirsty for something vital to the development of energy ties emotive and trams. This generator feeds egos and personalities with hidden faces daily as the representation takes on the breakfast or dinner, or water that feeds the energy of the day to day. Without masks or agonizing thoughts, enquadramo us in reality the power of love or love the energy of electric and sharp glares and representative of love and loneliness that lives fueled by a cable that never shuts down, an energy incorruptible, but true, always! Always thirsty electrifying look of desire and some patience invented by the monotony of days and oblique face that nothing in this account through electrical wires are loose. Adventure up the imagination of the motor and innate realities but cleared of choking with instant contact. Contact indispensable to life motor, motor, that the consensus reality of being and not being there, but oblivious to other realities almost imperceptible to the conscious desire, but there it is! There is always this sense of opportunity in the immediate future, so the media can not be watery, if not slide in the thoughts of love generator means and resources available and how to love and generator is always on the lookout for other means not virtual and controlled this very being of condescend, then it can not divest themselves of the pleasure it generates, and proliferates in these ever-present faces of the piece of soul you always wanted to stifle. Because you can not sell any piece, as energy is one and multicultural in its sense of satisfaction, satisfaction, developing several realities, because we are imaginary and virtual, only the presence of others or on the mirror to hide the new energy regulator in the spirit of neutrons, that those are the real animals of light. Dragons lights can light up, and this current that runs through us and revitalize daily give us strength and mimicry of gleaming errant beings, yes! Errant because it can stand the force of light or convalescent sick and oppression that affront to reality dualistic and oppressive. Do not weigh upon this stream of negative poles who infiltrate deep pain and reducing the subconscious personality negativistic criticism, but the feed yourself positive and transcendent reality of chemical and chemical anti circuit feeds the spirit of innovation and achievement, this realization that is not transferable as feeders frantic race towards any pleasure, but that draws the mind to the waves of thought and this transmission. The transmission of thoughts is real and develops circuits and nobody can deny that these circuits have current spreads in the air of timeless sensations and pleasures oppressed because we are all starting to beta-blockers, but external stimuli that enhance our thirst for living. These pulses therefore affect our reasoning and sometimes conflicts occur or develop in thought, but that can bring happiness, that the excitation of protons will lead to external reality. Blue light triggered strong emotions blue light that goes through bridges and ladders and infiltrating the feelings of power that feeds on developing this potential with its witty host beam where ultra sensitive to the beauty of friendship eloquent transparency of wishing for something "blue" stronger, more intense, and develops in us constellations with feeling and profound ramifications of being alienated in this wave Hertzian. This power affects oblique minds bereft of feeling of living, turquoise affecting deep and lasting friendship, he carries in itself magical beams of madness and delight lovers of rare beauty and invigorating. Twilight of the intensity in the filaments, it develops and transmits energy and warm protective evils and pleasures with agony and silence, there is not a mask that eludes us and alludes to the abstract thought, but rather a strong light and intensifying pleasure real and imaginary, but it affects and who it affects always be transported and run out of bounds for the intrinsic and lasting friendship. She falls in love and almost bereft of reason but which serves food to the excitement, come and bring pleasure and delight of lust, that pleasure is all calories and invades a frenzy of excitement this primary color that lies down and rolls clasp the accumulation of energies which were empty over time but that does not disappear in the future present, that is always present, protective, does not allow us to evolve the level of uncontrollable pleasure brilliant.
In 1994 I started learning electrician and along comes a nickname as I still am known by some as the "Faiska" because it got a shock on a loose thread and in the end there was no electrical power. I went to the night and on the first trip to the disco eclipse in 1994, I became the "catch-cups" I still remember that day you have made a breathalyser test and the result before you start to office was over 2.0. This night was fantastic, I just grabbed all the bottles of the club and be carried by one of the managers at home with his head out, and there left me at home, was a marvel, this summer of last year's eclipse as a bartender get to the final shot'sea replace bartenders doing the middle of the night who have not stand. I left to move forward and get ovar, I joined the academic year 1994/95 in year 10 area school sports fragateiro José Macedo, was always the worst level of ed. Physics and sport it also was due to my bad behavior, I even have a medical certificate at the time of swim practice meant an allergic reaction to chlorine, but what I did not know how to swim! He had a football team that was called "les bufons" or peidolas and they got the funds in the commercial angrariar Estarreja. With the drinking made me go through the pj in Aveiro with another friend, was global stage before the tests in the secondary where submarines' mixture of beer and cake became in jest.
In the journey of the finalists in Bayou exit super market with the affection born of beers which led him to an apartment where we met We said flat bottom of the empty bottles. On the occasion of the birthday of my girlfriend at the time I got drunk furadouro so I just fell asleep at the table I had only been agreed soup and when I vomited at the dinner table after they gave me a ride home and I wanted to be a party and not at home. In my eighteen saw the movie thought tranpotting always great fun because of man diving into a toilet and a sea of turds and often the conversation with my grandfather liked to talk about what comes out of me that is the only shit that is cagalhao ETA of my secondary that did the same bullying older they were even threatening, in celebration of my brother's wedding with three bottles of rum and many shots and grabbed the blinds this morning to throw up. I became a champion for the team nicknamed the "Chechens" in the football tournament and I continued my progress in 1995/96 already in 11th grade school josé macedo fragateiro obtained the transition to year 12 but with mathematics and physical chemistry back, never able to recover. I jumped out the window of a classroom and walked through the door saying he had gone to the bathroom the teacher who was the class director said he would tell my parents and I prayed that he had problems at home. However rode the running and I complained a lot of muscle and I later came to be operated in the case of a hernia in the year 1996/97, one year after failing to looming military service to which the military inspection consider me unfit , complained to me that I could not run because my legs ached. He made friends with the tri-turbos or joints of three filters. Provoking situations of bullying influence the group "back" of the school were those who nicknamed eta. Meetings promoted to 4 and 5 people in the city of ovar at lunchtime, real attacks on freedom of expression and guests who gathered with my best ally nuno coagiamos groups in gender usual. Declaration hall Estarreja, I'm copying: he served as a monitor in occupational program for children in the 1st cycle of basic education "active holidays" during the months of July, August and September 1997. "More states that the services provided have been widely recognized and praised, both by interest and commitment shown, either by merit of his work. In santarém after saying it would expose the house went to some friends coming to give a fart and smudging me all the boxers having thrown out the window repeated in the year 1997/1998 the 12th grade where I am reproached for their dedication to the faults association of students who started driving this year. The waiting and he rode well wishing, wanting jumping, skipping and smoking was walking without travel destination Anxiety, varies with age although it is always live so very anxious waiting for something, you always want something, all in the stands as we will own involuntariamente.nesse years prepared the following proposal election: it is with great determination and sense of responsibility that we contest these elections to the association of secondary school students fragateiro Joseph Macedo. We aim to promote cultural and recreational activities in order to dignify this school, it badly needs to assert itself both internally and externally. To achieve this goal we suggest: - making a prom-promoting sporting and cultural days allocated to the entire student population, including a week of youth soccer tournaments, basketball and volleyball (masc. / fem.) .- Elaborate discussions monthly, with the aim of educating and informing students about the problems of society, encourage the creation of a school newspaper - training-associated acquisition of a billiard table football - completion of the week the youth, with various activities - establish contact with "average" in order to publicize the activities of our school, and in particular the initiatives of the student association. "count on your vote" list - this is your membership list - we face for distributing campaign vocês.na condoms by students and kept contact with the health center for the forthcoming debates that do not come to realize why the health center wanted the students to stay private lessons assistir.sob the campaign slogan, "give the guy for you! "" follow our steps, "and even" plays our music, "with posters of the socialist party that supported this campaign by providing the venue wanted a contrast, ie campaigner for the party, the chips of a militant were distributed but not even a militant political force that won our association. For other projects, the executive board Buy billiard table football and gets half of that cost 20 shields each game. On the day of inauguration and I quote: following the election took place in the last days between January 14, 1998 10 and 20 hours. Participated in two lists, a and b whose representatives are listed in the application process, noting that the act took place within the normal range. Following the closing of the polls, where 740 students voted, we proceeded to count the votos.obtendo the following results: ten white votes invalid votes-fifteen-five hundred and seven votes list-two hundred and eight votes according to the list b the voting lists was the winner in the first round absolute possession was granted by the association elected the following year that provides an assessment of the association over the school year nineteen hundred and ninety-seven. After this presentation there is no surplus.
It should also be noted that the previous association has in its heritage a desk, a metal cabinet, a chair, a bench and two games of chess (incomplete). And nothing else to add closed session from which these minutes were drawn after that deal will be signed and approved by members presentes.dias campaign comes after an anonymous complaint to move the school where I was nicknamed the Lion King and Al Capone because sometimes made me go through such characters in the classes, the thing complicates up to my side because it was also seen by the executive board as a consumer of hashish and a second school psychologist the ringleader. At the end of 1998 to psp ovar open inquiry and police investigation is reportedly the anonymous complaint of child I was mayor of Estarreja and was the head of a trafficking network. He had just finished smoking a joint when I entered the premises of the cops, I denied it consumed and had tried and had not liked it since then had no more contact or information on my interrogation at the police station that ovar. This year on prom fall suspicions and allegations of non-payment of that dinner, something immoral because it was paid in the following days with # 1 Working from my best friend at the time, the list has applied the following year she was afraid that we do not we paid for dinner, something that was made, rumors. In January 1998 I am invited to a week of education, brought memories of his exa. Jorge Sampaio President of the republic which has provided a picture with the dedication "to the group of Aveiro, in particular in e Joseph Macedo fragateiro the school with a friendly hug "Education Week January 24, 1998 - President of the Republic, had lunch standing in the museum where the electricity greeted the President. That same year, comes the opportunity to work at a nightclub in pildrinha furadouro, there as a bartender entertained guests with bottles and juggling tricks, they do remember the movie "cocktail" was a night I blotted and all had the feeling that the club had burned up believing it even after when I am awake all smudged the underwear shoot through the window, fall upon an umbrella of a cafe, days after the mother is a friend of mine to return the already washed underwear saying that maybe had fallen from above. It was common to drink two bottles of absinthe a golden strike along with my partner. Until I'm at a party to serve a customer in front of the boss and start to fill the glasses spreading the liquid around the counter and was immediately fired. In short he was a manager of a client and I served them two shots are throwing everything he told me Get out here and today more than ever talked to this man. I attended a wedding of my brother's best friend, I smoked weed in the bathroom and I got drunk so much that I put on the table and made a shoe phone. The night always accompanied by glasses and consuming hashish used to write the formula of Einstein on the cover of the 1998-1999 school monho bar - bartender was here a few months to serve cups. Realized a final party of 2nd period, as usual rival nightclub phoenix he struck 900 people, at the first party of 700 people monho hit against almost 200 other people at the party rival, was a success. After the party took all the elements of the association by paying out to dinner the owner of monho not giving this dinner, no more money for the party. This year I started my employee discount as the philips factory worker where I worked two months with almost two weeks of absences. At that time got a job at Unitec / Quimigal. I was bartender / entertainer with my juggling tricks at the disco Dacascos was here that consumed my first "insert" participating in two days and took in different halves seemed that nothing I did was to speed the body, such as defoliate an entire magazine and not read anything or get home and put music and failing to keep pace. It was the first and only experience with these substances. At the disco Dacascos public relations and security when they picked me for one more day at work told me that I the day before with my juggling bottles and had hit on the head of a client who had gone to the hospital exiting news in the newspaper after all it was all a lie and I had believed. For a delay of 3 hours I was with a girlfriend and I get there pick up cups and replaced by fired on the spot. Opened a new bar where I was in Estarreja in the 1998/99 year as a bartender / bar porter heroes, one of those nights borrow a book on "the doors" and killed the "American" convoy was collected by him and my book. I even make a deposit of $ 100 in order to raise $ 1,000 for 2 years ... as a janitor and even burnt the door with petrol bike but never provoked even got involved with anyone. Organize a New Year 1998/1999 in the bar organization Faiska heroes & friends call all their friends to the New Year. Mando all customers leave the pub before midnight and ended up closing the bar and the New Year. I go to the bar ovar stones where I am assaulted by advertising within the establishment to another event, lodged a complaint with the police and they go to a bar where they are told that walked ashtrays from inside, pure lie. I even go to the prosecutor but did not give sequence to the case for lack of witnesses. New Year's Eve of 98/99 - heroes of the bar av. Viscount Salreu Estarreja rode a program in which: the 12 strokes in one night [days and] ... dj's on resident control sergius guest dj Vitinho and incognito. In the middle of the party and in order for me to go home to dress for the party and my friends show up, put away all the customers of the bar that night where he was porter at the end of the year. In my thoughts I question the order of the alphabet and come to think that the ab or abba were very forward thinking to create a security system for men type blink or touch and feel each other and walking speed in all to see who was ill or suffering and help. I watch television and I think the footnotes contain messages to my mind I see the channel ftv and I think that day will receive the Nobel Prize. I have thought being given to eat human organs and it was a food store to the pound that day thought the broken glass on the street were diamonds, was watching the movie snatch / pigs and diamonds in the cinema when I think aveiro be the actor of the film, beginning to take off their shoes and enter and leave the theater, it was my movie. Estarreja ran as an act of ultimate freedom to near the river and think of climbing the trees, using meth body in the river and I think I am a genius and that Mr.. President of the republic is to watch me, I have contacts with the cows that were grazing and try to communicate to them my thoughts. I think they are stealing the ideas and I want to do bad things start to feel weird, to isolate myself, doing things like turning the whole room, reading books on psychology to realize what was happening to me, I started delirium, delusions of persecution, or who was being monitored and controlled either by television or the newspapers of the day, come to think that my father would buy me a bar, and that was the world's largest, was only taking the odd things my parents to be seriously concerned, this general hubbub gnr someone calls and firefighters still transport me to the hospital which ran adrift hours walking until I found the military gnr which I say: "we were actually looking for you" I am taken to the hospital in Aveiro, subsequent to the psychiatric emergency Coimbatore. Driven by firefighters strapped to a gurney after the conversation I'm thinking I'll take an injection and I will have with the girls after talks with the chief of psychiatry, but only took the injection ... When I wake up I'm in a room of the psychiatric ward!? Flee, I took a taxi and went to the Coimbatore Estarreja where he said the taxi driver to wait and went to tell my mother ... The next day I had to take a tablet sent by psychiatrists not knowing it was purposeful to feel bad, asking to take me to the hospital, stayed over 20 days under the regime of physical restraint that is tied with a belt to bed! Estarreja welcome the Intermarché seemed to me an invitation to enter a nearby house, came into the garden they thought I was a thief and even managed to make a complaint but then gnr said he was even looking for me and took me to the hospital. The HUC - University Hospitals of Coimbra second bulletin hospital - psychiatric service men - this patient was admitted to hospital and discharged 03/01/1999 02/15/1999 - ordinary illness. At the hospital in Coimbatore received the first number of very interesting in which he was the man to turn over the papers and the name sparks. He participated in football tournament held in psychiatric service - men HUC February 11, 1999 in Coimbatore am approached by the chief psychiatrist who smoked gray to me and put a plastic cup and deceived me saying he would succeed, women and travel, when the nurse comes in late and I thought to myself going to take me to some party and will be ftv sex only when the end was a shot that took the next day when I wake I find myself in a room I know where it came from, I left the confines of Hospital going towards the passing cars and houses illuminated contained movement that is where the police were thinking that interact with me, I ended up being taken home by a man who went by car and saw me in my pajamas, and asked him to let go that would give the disclaimer to sign, a fact ignored by the entire medical team even though I am of legal age. The output from there is compared to an earthquake in social life, being weakened in the next few years, I have fears such as: go to the cafe, fearing that the cup fell and people started to mention my name.
As the 3rd clerk in 1999 was the delivery of mail and registration of licenses at the time discolor the hair, distributing the mail car without even a letter, within the perimeter of the factory where it was moving at 30km / h, wanted to feel the first time a car coming to have an accident leaving the bumper and I had to justify.
I do not sleep because I do not want to sleep but living here is a hurdle that keeps me awake I face it with sleeplessness.
I enrolled in private school Luís de Camões, the Portuguese asked for an equivalence of 11 values and retraced the route by credit units of secondary education. Ipj statement, he served as animator of information, a scholarship of 01 March 1999 to February 5, 2000 went to schools advertising for healthy behaviors for youth. I begin to see online pornography and have contact with chats. "In carrying out its functions was interested and dynamic performing its duties properly, including the service to users, the dissemination of information of interest to young people, the updating of information support and contact with the Portuguese Institute of Youth , Aveiro, March 9, 2000. I went to Tenerife in the last days alone start thinking about the woman of my life and write three postcards with the name Rachel s.mamede - bombarral Portugal and last day I get a call from her in a bad mood simulate reservoir along with a girlfriend at the time I have at the apartment to be with Rachel and a few hours ago I find myself with the ex girlfriend to put a spoon in the fixed ring and see a friend of mine jumping from one balcony to another telling me that the former is well past time she jumped and come to me I ran to the living room and hid myself under the sheets of my best friend at the time and she asked where was Philip and I left the sheets and said I'm here she fled the apartment I chased through the streets coming to give him a trick for staying calm her down. Can the secondary school diploma 1999/2000 applicant with a final grade of 16 points - ovar December 11, 2000, did a survey in the interdisciplinary area and collusion in the middle left out here then I surrender to another teacher, spent two days going to your office apologizing for the lack of honesty makes the teacher assigns the new exam and score of 20, the highest grade teacher was the usual 16 points. I got the notes of the 11 Portuguese, 15 in English, the French 15, 17 to interdisciplinary area, 18 to 18 to computer science and philosophy, copying in the examinations thereby obtaining approval for the course. While studying I worked in the hotel half moon was official, the job category of "intern receiving the 2nd year" since the day February 8, 2000 until May 31, 2000 "acquired knowledge in this hotel in sections reception / concierge and bar. Demonstrated throughout this period great capacity to learn, unusual dedication and sense of responsibility. We applaud their willingness and their relationship with us. Ovar 28/07/00.aqui slept in the hotel rooms, had parties at the bar and went to the pool in the absence of those responsible. Had disciplinary proceedings for assault on fellow bar because it made me feel lessened because he knew that he had been hospitalized in psychiatry. Then I went to Lisbon and got a job as a bartender in a café in the shopping center was imaviz the year 2000 had a habit of attending a disco at the mall where I danced until the wee hours imagining myself the best dancer at the time had with me a bottle popper'so which inhaled before entering the job he liked to smell and look to the sky in front of the hotel sheraton, this bottle was my 2nd experience with chemicals, but one went back to do it no more I tried this in my life . Paticipei staff in Estarreja Carnival 2001 - Carnival or nothing! Carnival or nothing!. Declaration of ovar town hall - a division of culture, heritage and library. States that he served in administrative assistant in the regime of fixed-term contract, between August 6, 2001 to May 30, 2002, the services of public attendance at the public library of the museum and ovar Julio Dinis - a house Ovarense "which he did with great sense of responsibility and commitment" documents had disappeared from the library and did the recording of "hopeless cases" 2001 - gnr hospital between Leiria Leiria and the battle there is a complaint by radio from a trucker who was going to disrupt traffic , bt is called to the scene to tow the car after say there is no penalty, call for reinforcements and take me to the hospital handcuffed to Leiria. In Caldas da Rainha thought see snipers and people who watched the windows 26/11 to 07/12, 2000, d. infant in hospital Peter 2001 - I am without a license by DGV return home with the vehicle without a license but has never come back and get the drive letter of the court penalizing me with a very serious infringement fine (no minimum) period of cancellation 30 days, I take the DGV letter that will get it out and tell others because of that law of conductor to be less than 2 years. I even roll my room and thinking that had cameras filming me and I was being watched by spies. In Leiria think interpol rode to work with me since I put 5.01 cent. Gasoline and paying € 5 thinking that he had discovered the formula to win and become a millionaire. In those days I thought it was Russian spies under the car. I think I'm magical and I'm controlling the car with the mind and brain of the car glued to the machine at a constant speed which makes me venture to the road in his underwear with a bouncing ball to venture me that ball was thrown Caldas da Rainha and hit the ground in front of the court and went to his roof. I am challenged by the brigade's command gnr b5 considered regions of Coimbra and Aveiro beginning to have ideas of persecution and newspapers in the lap car being towed by order of bt leiria. Liscont Statement - operators of container, with the category of worker practicing in the administrative area. During moments lay me in the bathroom Liscont, I had two months without smoking hashish and when I hurt my head off the problems started with an early departure Liscont deep love, the love was felt also been forgotten in the bottom half lived and lost sorry . Traveled under the clouds flew under the heavens was the planets Mars and Jupiter in on Mars, I decided to love you and wanted to Jupiter 've my being here, flying from planet to planet pen was no power, there was energy, joy was something that conveyed the love-shaped flower. Had the force of the sun, moved like sunflower, had willingly in constant search of something burning was a dream, an accomplishment, a goal, all with passion, without size was great, amazing last very loving. I looked out the window on the horizon I noticed his eyes looked across the hill I saw your star, was brilliant sparkling lifted my gaze I saw the moon was mine and yours was a landscape, a journey via you to travel over land and under the sea, followed up winning We traveled over land and under the sea was only the luar.tinha that nostalgia, of wanting, wishing, loving, thinking, feeling. I'm missing you and is wanting to have you here, you want the meeting to love you, always thinking of you and feel your presence, and I miss being there without you, think, want, feel you and love you without see you, wish you with all 5 senses: sight that sees you without being, without smell smell you, hear you and not make noise, delighting taste without taste and touch you without touching you. A reminder for you that I suffered, felt, loved, lived, never loved another I kissed in thee, I saw, I got the love that you are always remember. May 30, 2003, marriage - love mr philip Moorish June 2 lisbon - madrid madrid madrid havana lisbon June 9 June 10, 2003 go to cuba and havana buy $ 100 of marijuana that actually sucks. I was 4 months without smoking joints before joining, then smoked and it hurt my head was the beginning of the intrigue with his boss and ended up in sick and go seek employment. Faculty of Letters slept in classrooms and smoked my joints. Town Hall Library lisbon orlando Brook frightened by contact with the latest create the phobia of doing business with them, worked one month saying good-bye. Following want to clarify some issues with the technique above, I say I quit and present sick - I sent a letter to the President of isel with the discrimination of particular facts can not go into the bathroom and leave cheese in the toaster, got out .. . Wrote lives dissatisfaction with satisfaction on a postcard of the ctt and sent myself to receive it. Sending a letter to the President of the Republic of realizing my last 8 years. Unemployment, social security contact the store to the citizen of Lisbon that tells me I have no right to unemployment benefit when they actually had to argue with mother and wife and I go by train to nose with the idea of going to catch a plane to luxembourg to talk with Barroso in the European Union in order to give me this job. The highlights just a moment, a moment that your thoughts come, probably not all exist only as virtuous image but in terms of appearance or a state, the brain does not die when they cease all physical existence, and suddenly everything fades or may lead.
I heard voices saying that the command to kill myself, moments before had told my wife it was a "hacker" who had the profession, wrote a paper saying that I always loved the supermarket to buy two bottles of bitter almonds and drank it all together with multiple tablets. My wife when he entered and found himself hugging with that situation called for firefighters inem arrived shortly after and gave me olive oil when I'm in a diaper according to the hospital. Days later told my neighbors that had been a drug interaaccao reached me to say a cafe close to the cafes that would not be taking 02/2007 1st suicide attempt.
If evaporated to me if my soul, nothing left but rubble secret, outside the fantasy. In a subversion emerged, floats to idle a moment longer, particularly. The absence, if I played and see your world, would be unclean, without a touch of sensitivity change, at least believe that anyone beyond my reality. My sadness is simple as all the happiness attainable and unattainable. By magic, without irony in a day you say, sounds and feels to me like you look at me and see who I am not and never felt that much pain, wanting nothing more, dying for you by me for you I wrote that I suffered for so and never died and you'll never feel lost only to yourself in a fiery match the pain that burns in me when everything closes burn. Never took you out, in fact I would say that you suffer because you never left you and know that I loved you and always love you. It is treated in the hospital and curry cabral where he was in "coma" and is awake and sees only a diaper, can not remember the conversation with the psychiatrist who however gives me release order after signing the waiver. - Thought about shooting animals from the windows of the floors and had thoughts of killing people or destroying disturbances felt amazing cuts and lacerations on the body moods very disturbing and emotionally stirred a desire, I beg you give me a kiss like the ones you know? Give me a kiss hidden, as those who robbed one another when the desire grew gives me a kiss, soft, of those, you know. Gentle and sweet to know you. I give you a kiss from me. With all due respect, allow you to you and me! What do you think of me and I of you? I am grateful to him for me to have read, understood perhaps! Turning to some of the considerations I have already taken their already read at least eloquent elationships unwrapped this cool since the time the midnight mass or game cock that is the terrible question!? Reflection to ecstasy intelligible communication to a minimum and mere echo of the silence that separates us from acts are words even in a single stinging pain of rejection. Physically but not insurmountable obstacle for the hormonal chemistry and spiritual being of light. Celestial bodies invade us for the flowering of pansy. In search of love clover, because the wealth is to understand the multifaceted beings, and always with something to add to this view. Another addition, a further increase, this desire for compassion and tenderness for us exiles representative self-esteem in social media. I view the prospect of one and indivisible, will not alienate any more by desires that arise in the circle. This circle of gold, covenant of good faith and loyalty and respect, especially the duty does not exist. We are pure and savage mode of action, and nothing more selfish than me, who only to be so always invades the other with his point of view. Inflamed the minds capable of a simple clash of ideas, it is urgent appeal to common sense. When should I bring the yield or the other. Nothing more trivial reject what we do not want is easy. Yes it is love and love to feel the other and not me. Constructive attitude of being the link between us. Printed in instinctive behavior only think of me, then at me, and now I again. Conflict is why I turned into a "me" and never knows how many selves we must give support to each other. It's kind of come to us that is always open. Note to selves with their own masks to be you own and what level of selfishness is. Well the armor of self one day it will be so broken by the "thou's" that exist and are "I's" more "I's" popping the armor. Love: love conquers all. August 2007 divorce ... Light fizzy - and falls fizz, dilute and expands into branches of an unconquerable desire for it is an illusion as all eyes which then collapse when confronted with external reality. Endowed with malice and counterfeit sporadic effervescent madness of desire as the love that grows and contaminates, occupies all thoughts and leave it to dominate and be overbearing, it is the exchange of revitalizing energy, the content is light there. Illuminated sky, nothing stronger than the desire to achieve the perfect balance of bright sky, for they are the stars that give them life and thoughts move ideas or facts, the desire to concrete, nothing more beautiful than the sky lit by energy constellation that call for a constant interaction between the star and the star power is unique. It frightens me how energies vanish in smoke without a flame, this is not wanting to interpret the cosmic reality. I was disappointed when the vitality is suppressed by crystallization of accommodation and feelings is certainly a mask of political correctness. O soul turns you into a spell and fly over the minds that have no current impulse to the truth of the facts and the constant mutation of things, the changes are steps and cycles for which all start and develop, but never in the way of fear and suffering of feelings. Free yourself up and expands and especially the changing nature of life suffers, the change that propels us. Light of life, the passions engulfing madness. Why? Instinctively we want to love and be loved, passions and disappointments pave the way for many illusions. Deluded and love me focus and concentrate on all the methodology of how to truly love, that pierces any falsehood. Naked in the field of action to be loved this is the true identity of being, thus requires us to be loved deeper awareness of why we loved and yet there is a dichotomy necessary than happy to reciprocate and love too, this interaction is assumed that 1 +1 = 1, when logically one can not enjoy anything. So logically 1 +1 = 2, correct, but the conduct will not be productive if the result is not the technical tie the attitudes and values and behavior in general, hence there is a position which then join in the middle of lovemaking. Understood this truth and will only source of pleasure, or be an individualist or other action, one should consider action as true freedom. Well, I have not lived enough to overcome the following steps, logical or illogical to be chosen from several of you do not want to be absolutely sure, so I imagine that ass once in a while, and today there is hardly dumb themselves, but the donkeys are artificial, that fool who truly stands for times in this paper, draw your own conclusions.
I'm not here for that, in fact I have misgivings about madness, and attitudes that do not make, since the fool is the only under certain circumstances and when judged by others, that is often depends on the habitat. Diverting some of that reasoning then I say I'm crazy, I assume that many people liked and then, we are never satisfied, we want more love and more and more why so much love ambition, as I put the question. Retreat by saying the following, all are free to run amuck in love, we are vulnerable and often manipulated. We believe that it is true that we love, why, because we loved that feeling affection and triggers that awaken the wisdom of life
11/2007 2nd suicide attempt with pills, an escalation in the hospital and curry cabral bad enter enter the ward I am approached by nurses "then tries to kill these hours with benzodiapezinas?", After the analysis I am shooting the intravenous needle and gushing blood.
Dying to live, to live or die? Ouch! Forgiveness, it arises? Obvious, who never killed anyone? All we have to live a moment all without exception think how unfortunate pleasure and we will die soon after going live is so contradictory to the ridiculous. After my birthday I try to go "beyond" agreement 20 hours later completely disfigured and sedated, I survived again. I am taking part in a tender valued for a wave of administrative technician for a medical team of three and has a memorandum of 17.41 valore placing second in the contest, the night before had not slept and had smoked more than 10 joints, the interview been the morning. This medical school of the port. Where days later I got to go because he was with thoughts of suicide and where not even been served, waited, but I had enough of waiting. The light guided me in the direction of current ecstasy of everyday life, the future brightened me sick and pointless to then yes, thunder cut down on me and flashes like dynamite stripped of pleasure fatal. So yes I left healed bowel calorie of rigor and accuracy. But I do not know if I will illuminate the past for fear that she has no energy. Hence there are two poles, two extremes and I was struck by the positive and healing rather than the dark and haunting. This light comes from the clarity of emotions and rationality of the twilight of the immediate and impulsive, without transition and opaque meanings, not feelings or embedded nailed the emotion, the pleasure of living and enjoying the maximum force that moves us on earth and gives us power not, grab the talent and strength as you have a sharp blue ray fan and not lived bad moments and malicious thoughts and penetrating that victimize us like shadows, everything is moving, but it is present and how it unfolds, infiltrates in senses of vision and shows us the clarity of thought through the silence of the times, and is silent as to harden and enjoy the view of the disabilities that inglorious others pass through negative energies or positivas.à speed of thought, the immediate, the second, the fraction of time moment it is instantaneous and hence there will be no cuts under the most ridiculous behavior because all rights, be they positive or negative effect. The influence of lacerating black Faiska happens in neutral pole of wisdom and carries the insanity of vibrant energy and hungry for pleasure and luminary, so I advise you use your own energy to be reaching for the light and fade like a smile burning ash, deprived of heat, but frantic when shaken. Of another quadrant have the blue ray with imperturbable thought of Christmas tree lights and stressed that drive us to distraction. It is in this transition are facing energy pragmatic but not effusive obstructions that prevent us from living the flash, the thunder shakes and prominently affect the sound wave producing supersonic speeds but not so powerful as well. What is real and it seems unreal. Life in the eternal guard she gets there and then there is no way to fight it, around it or manipulate it is the terror of dissident burble and culminates in a single point strike the mind of creation, imagination, or just paint one stroke fluorescent green hue and tone that grab life to live bloom, here is the bookmark you've always wanted to point out, live intensely.
01/2008 do a tattoo with the letters
Darklightning and a spark in the shoulder blade and the power of saying this tattoo after luz'08 never purposed against life
2007-11/2008-01 - fast commercial handset'm the best customer of the employer to purchase 5 mobile phone company, fails to appear at work. Estarreja in the library parking space reserved for disabled people sat and lay down on the place allusive to my protest regarding the manner in which being different means not being different in a claim that is just the size of the book itself was started and completed and filled plagiarized from a book about "being different" that was in the entry Escaparate which last one day was filled with rules of good manners and etiquette more than 20 volumes on the standard. In the library Estarreja 02/2008 hang with the blue helmet of the works and as an employee of public works, write the following on the door of the room: silence reigns in me by suffering. Threaten the brother of death and I am led authorities under this charge for evaluation psiquiátrica.vou his own initiative to hospital Viscount Salreu where I am admitted as a patient, it will generate a discussion about where and ill or not, is that the computer system only allowed the entry as being sick?! I intend to go into psychiatric hospital coimbatore coming to see gnr with the military they gave me a ride home the next day. I strike words and I'm speechless over 10 hours. I bought light and sound devices with amplified speakers 100watts cd with the manifest anti-dantas maximum volume was placed in the window of my room, on the Joseph almada slave-poet Orpheus d'futuristic and everything. Huc - University Hospitals of Coimbra bulletin hospital - psychiatric service men - this patient was admitted to hospital were discharged on 2008-02-02 2008 - 02-18 - normal illness, changes the diaper to the roommate, another controversy with he came out after the middle of treatment. Led by the authorities to the hospital I am handcuffed and not even being seen by a psychiatrist forced to adhere to treatment against my will, tied to a gurney and taking an injection. I took the books he had borrowed and threw them into the lake of the municipal council took the sweater that day, I showed a mass in front of my tattoo on the outside who had the drawing power of the light, I got to leave 15 euros in the procession. I came to be summoned by Alderman Estarreja culture that did not deliver the books taken from the library instituted criminal proceedings would be the worst cd is scratched up and the day of the procession were thrown into the books to the light source of the municipal square.
When I was mute because of illness conceived a plan, stay with a multimillion-dollar secret I thought I will not say why not, I'll stay silent, my son with an Arab book handwritten by me will have the greatest treasure in the world.
In the role of ward Coimbatore, I was diagnosed schizophrenic psychosis is probably just think I'm schizophrenic now ... He listened to the conversations at the meeting of nurses, auxiliary smarter realized I was listening to colleagues say it was my turn ... He had written in the form `" danger of flight "keep pajamas" I find that ridiculous, ever going to escape in his pajamas?! To unsubscribe from this compulsory detention I have to sign a document on how the court will follow the treatment. In the interview for admission to a hospital aveiro said he wanted to be treated with my nickname "the lord of light," which would only eat fallen fruit from trees and did not like butter and jam morango.o that were in the normal meals. He thought about ways of suicide, how to shoot me from the pattern of discovery etc ...
Live, I feel a suffering that prevents me from seeing, like being with real behavior but always loyal like a sad clown'm fake smile, the joy of the interior, does not conform to the exterior. I feel a float that makes me leave the normal place to travel and stay at a point where the very sight dista. I feel a big step abysmal, unnatural phenomenon, but as a savage animal feel the ferocity and speed, pull choke and kill as an innate force doomed to failure at this time. On one trip, without a trace is the image of rebellious, hateful and truly sinful, here's a swear in the sky at high temperature, flourishes and grows violent rush that is just a bad moment all the fierceness and culminated enhanced I dressed as a clown and with a cap of itn - Portugal inform the cafe venezuela. I'll get to ctt a letter from court clerk to say that because of my illness I can not sign, I took my fingerprint, ie I was not writing. In Coimbra, the hospital like a hotel, you find a paper card for the door handles by saying, do not bother! Do not bother with it and walked the perimeter of the wrist hospital.dou me to pick up leaves in the tree, leaves and pollen make cigarettes with papers requested to tomás nickname the "paratrooper".
I left the hospital after a week I am taken to the hospital again with a history of psychiatric evaluation under the command of the ovar gnr - Coimbatore put on an exhibition of a restraint chair with the constitution offered by the assembly of the republic and open at the defense in the absence of authorities. I turn out the light and saying the power of erasing light switches from hospital to hospital in coimbatore coimbra buy the very interesting and has a great theme tackled on the origins of the devil. What about the consumption of hashashin is what happens. As the psychiatric ward is mixed enough to have oral sex with a patient in the men's bathroom and bedroom. He was in hospital in Aveiro and breathed through the open window 5 cm. And just wanted to breathe the air that was blowing and the garden and saw people running and just wanted to breathe and enjoy .. . .... Feel the freedom
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Continuation of Being: Way of Life
True accounts of
Nelson Pereira Braz
Filipe Alexandre de Moura Andrade Sá
Lifestyle
One who is proclaimed, by which is meant ... way of life, or is everything that we inherited from our ancestors, then we have the task of breed when we reach adulthood, one that is proclaimed by the laws of society, where people live in a democracy.
That is, everything we can acquire the knowledge, that is all that we seek when we know what we build.
Why?
Because when we treat the society in which we operate by force of reason, we always have to live to be a way be acceptable to us to be seen by society itself as a master, it can not be evil, just that we can be more worthy; that's what we live, we also know that there is mutual aid.
Why?
Because we are beings for us to serve each other, so the problem is that there is acquired, to be honest when me are greater evils.
Why?
Because we can be a social being, but one can live to be wild.
When we are not defeated by their equals.
But there always exists and doubt, distrust that always haunts us, whereby we are taught, for which we are taught and that is where we move as we are sure that you really trust, then we serve us well because we practice well.
We want to please all readers that can read books, these my books, they can find at any bookstore where you can dazzle the topics they want to hear and read in your bed.
Is a good company, never will read and view these reports as true.
As those who feel that giving the true experience of those who have erred, but he knew me to heal all the evils that pursued me.
What will be the theme of this edition?
Flying Reports is perhaps a topic that is not shocking, we do not want to shock readers, but the reports are true and are reported in a way that was lived in a legal way.
Because I had an experience within the law, believe, imagine a thousand things, feel the real feeling on the skin of the animal instinct.
We want to win by force, and we feel as such.
Outside the law, that being that we all learned that we can find the weight that comes the way we used to live, because despite all the harm we can do, can never be regarded as evil.
I think there will be one in each reincarnation.
Ambition to live, we live in is an easy way to find, but it is not easy and it becomes difficult when we fall on the bars of the law and when we do not have money for good lawyers, we pay a higher price.
Why?
If we do not fall from grace, we can not be funny.
This is my story, the narration of the story of a young father is Portuguese, but born in Africa, I was raised in Pontinha after a separation from my father to my mother.
From there began my real life to want to live easy and as I mentioned above, the easier it can become difficult.
Why?
Why have always believed that the law favors us when we show repentance.
But when the facts are proven 100%, make the law, which is governed by the courts, where crime can only
truly be proven, it really just happened, that part of various factors, which would perhaps confuse the reader.
Why?
Because it would be difficult to move the reader the true sense of the pain of not being forgiven and opportunity to prove terms of committing a crime and feel the evil that we are practicing.
When we are abandoned by society and that we look at the neighborhood, we all like to look.
Why?
Have a look at search, it comes from individual capacities. Because when we are born with a legacy of progress in life, so we also teach and impart a bitter experience of life, and I'm still paying for it!
I was born in Africa, had three sisters, Elvira, and Candida are. Yeah there a good beginning, a story that could be a brilliant story, but happened to be a less good life.
I did not feel very evil men who carry out this function, called the prison guards, always judged them not to have enemies that want to accept that I could have really clear ahead at the trial.
Committed various crimes along my path as I walked in life.
That term was used in the jargon, with whom we dealt, was a form of slang, or we can also term oriented.
Were the places we were looking for and the way of life that we took were always the pier, where there was no violence or that violence was not found so alluring or provocative, because we really feel good in what we do. Is not acceptable in the eyes of society, because no society can accept that others might live the crime, if not seen as a need for substance abuse that may
look terribly bad, but they exist.
And as such we all have vices, but as such we always take it badly when we do not like a thing that has always been noticeable, as bad, but it has a great vision of where we are all created, are our means and cohabitation makes our training we want and having the ambition to live well and be better than the other.
Are there many kids as the mischievousness of my creation, but among these kids there was a girl, I always liked her since I met, made year on the same day as me.
As always liked her since the day I met her, I always liked her, she lived very much with me and lived with my sisters, had a long relationship it was not love at first sight, think and believe that there will never be a woman how I loved that, the first time that I kissed her, I felt the real lion, we all like to see us in the savannah.
He who has the right to an equal life to all men have a wife and family.
Even if she accepts the way of life I have lived there and love only once in a lifetime, I am not the wise, and never considered myself as such, but I met them all, were integrated in one way or another, all we have to connect, I paid a large bill but it's all because I wanted a good life.
He was good at what he did, I started doing burglaries, robberies began in the simplest, did some of armed robbery. But then downgraded me with excessive consumption of cocaine, I felt good about smoking and not want to leave.
It took me delirious, but never assaulted anyone in my raids, if there was no reaction, would not need to use violence, they would always mitigate the bars of the court.
I know who walks in the rain water it is simply
sought to obtain money or get the values that brought them.
Varied locations, such as Pontinha grew up in Lisbon was always fun for me, regarded this city as I have already read books on history, city of historical and cultural value.
I saw the progression from having a good life, to live a life encordeirada, as such, or just wanted the money, I knew I was fine, just wanted money and I was wrong in these acts, was only intended to satisfy the my addiction and feel social in the social environment, to be good with people and feel normal, normal in the midst of living in relationship with people.
I was dominating, I thought the lion's mane in
conquest of territory and dominion of life. Faced was how to have a woman's life!
Well ... I faced this way of life in a positive way in which evil could do to people, never harmed anyone in a way to ruin the other in a brutal way and leave them with nothing.
I was just enjoying the fact of the moment and just did it for money, to quickly get to smoke cocaine, but elongated always what was inevitable, which is what a man is not born with, or perhaps we may inherit, to study the cause as is the man who drinks alcohol and smokes drug reacts in the procreation of genes in heredity that is left by the result of fertilization.
I am not the "expert" on this matter in order to decipher all this and be able to give readers this parable, like talking about it because I had to talk about it, are ways of life. Sometimes they are seen well, others are barely seen.
Why?
Because the way of life that we learned more as I referenced above, you can not always act with malice, it should be forgiven, to be well acclaimed!
Why?
Because we live it, the standards we live
of feeling and sentiment leads to life is a form of ambition to be able to have a good life.
The relationship began when I was 22, was joined in the army but did not want to go, but the law had said so. And that was when I had the true relationship, the passion that I have never equal to Christina, and here began the relationship that we all aspire, we all want to find our true soul mate.
He lived intensely, I felt that she was away from me I was not feeling well, and it was there that perhaps she had took a little more power over me.
He loved the girl, she was jealous, but it was insanely jealous, jealousy was a healthy and jealousy that there was no real malice sick that I could take to force someone to stay with me for my imposition.
Why?
Thought I was alone and if I lose it will lose the woman of my life, but it happened. I wanted to go to her neighborhood high and go to a disco in the small field, we discussed and it was there that we might not have been her will, the elder brother never accepted the relationship as well. I had a fight with him, but it was before starting to love Tina, but now was a moment of circumstance, but I liked him, but he did not accept my way of life, never told me, but that was never shown the my side, knowing that I was good.
Did not harm much, but he did not accept my relationship with his sister. He only lived with me for the circumstance of the context, we lived in the same neighborhood so we kept that relationship, that of our creation.
Her mother was coming from There, Ms. Concepcion's father did not know, but it was good man, Raul.
Learned to live only at the expense of women, come a time in the neighborhood to proclaim it's fiscal quarter, was a child, but had a sense of time, as he walked to school.
And it was that time that I saw quickly, despite the small age, who could have had to struggle for life and he had: a father, mother, house, food not failed me and never failed me. Because despite the low salary that my mother received, 11 were tales that he paid income tax and there's my dad only paid the rent, there is, but never lacked food.
So was the beginning of the end, that is, the removal can lead to forgetfulness, I think it was me who was left in learning to lose my father had to react the same way as him.
I looked at him as a hero, a son fighting man
of humble, grandmother, Elvira, was with whom I lived until the
6 years old until I went to school, what happens ... I got used to my grandmother, was to graduate, regardless of the direct monitoring of my father, but not at the time still had its eyes wide open, but had the sense of time.
He had the notion of time.
They are the purest of reports that may exist in the world. Why?
Today anyone can come to the fore by their way of life regardless of the position he holds or the social hierarchy.
So part of this, the notion that nobody can really be accused of anything without concrete evidence, or concretely.
Why?
So are governed the laws and we all have access, we
no killing, stealing and raping.
But we can go back to the beginnings of mankind and such events have succeeded, because the story is based on that.
We are the continuity, that continuity that will always be continuous, one that is destined.
And it is absolutely certain that we live for a cause, we are not continuing to remain and exist on earth.
I do not know, could vary the theme but could disrupt the reading of the reader, could divert attention from the true story that happened.
But these are parables that during the entire book will always exist because we do understand and clarify situations that were experienced.
Why?
So you can see that everything was within a society where there were always healthy lives and understanding from society because in the eyes of others until we can be Judas, but there is a very important thing in life, what we sow is the fruit that we will reap.
But in front, must be treated well, to be the exemplar, my father always saw me and wanted to see how a king, but I'm the king, the warrior who can not always win and I started very young.
When I pointed out that easy is not easy, but difficult, that's when I dubbed the hunt.
Having beaten with a crack in the face what I felt was that he had lost, I felt it in her eyes, she later tried to revive me, but I refused and that was when he began the true story of crime, but had a history , was already separated when fulfilling six months in military prison in Santarem, was the military prison.
At the time Arnold was condemned, that is the story of this guy fits in my way in the prison environment, an extension of the book the reader will understand the real social environment, in this case prison, was given six months to fulfill the pardon by the Pope.
It was all I could invest to lead a good life, I had already separated from Tina. And what did I do? I tried their luck.
Still got to work on the subway Pontinha as an assistant carpenter. Blacks feared me, I worked with black people in Cape Verde, good people who wanted a better life than they had at home.
Portugal sought to have a better life in their country could not therefore have to demand that led them to immigrate from the country itself.
It was easier to search by proximity to Portugal.
I began to feel the proximity of Cape Verdeans and live with them, Cape Verde was dubbed the worst because they had to fight inequality and when they came here to Portugal were beings who were not well accepted because they had spent the war overseas and then still was a kid, was a Chavalit was waking up and got what was that nobody wants a child, I began to wander, I was never vadiador, I was a vagueador.
Already had the domain expertise that had past, I saw the divorce of my parents at age 8, already abroad to study, and as such I knew that I would not go down too well, I felt the departure of the man who was a hero .
Seeing this lost, even at a young age I realized I had to help my mom, but I truly loved my father.
All would spend summers with him until 17 years later still continue while in the army, but then began the removal that is natural.
At the time he was in Figueira da Foz in the practice of school transportation service where I vacationed with him.
My father was a hard man, had a rough childhood, lost her father with 14 years was the ambition of my grandmother grow in life, having more support and have more money.
My father reported that his parting was loving, he liked it was because it was a hasty farewell, since the farewell, never again see his father, but grew very hard to help her mother, who was the son lived at home longer the mother.
6 years I lived with my grandmother, but how hard, had grown hard from below, never let the children starve.
At the time he was a miner. Looking for ore business, but nothing came out there was also cyclist at the time he joined the army and continued his career there.
It became a normal man, joined there by the necessity of life, as it ensured that we all have to ensure self-sufficiency.
This happened as he was a hard man, friend of friend, friend of children, but was not of many words, but it was respectful and honest.
That's what he always wanted me to leave, but was, there is, was the separation, I retreated a bit, not proceeded with a more thorough way of living and way of life, overcome difficulties and obstacles in life secured a job to secure the future in order to procreate, they're all good kids, we are worthy to be his children, but also there was a lack of understanding and loyalty on my part, I've become on being mean-spirited as he said.
The psychological whiplash sensation only aggravated me because I could never see that good is to be practiced, but only got as evil only by the separation
I had thought wrong.
And so it all went by the act of condemnation. It began where?
Had passed the separation was when I started
to join the solitude, but it was my way of life had past and there I felt safe from the preoccupation of the disappointment he had felt, but I swore there, you leave me, never gonna give me.
I went on my way of life was drinking and stealing and there was still the tried and I tried it several times and it was there that she came to want to accept me, I know you made me suffer, I will not want to get back to that feeling was painful, but always had to live and still have it.
I still have it in my mind was why I lived so many years in jail always thought it always had this in my being so I have much appreciation for this passion, there lived an equal.
Line, after three months of preventive Linhó entered the chain of convicts, then my story begins with the bravery of being restricted by a brave, so where we have to deal with the alien world, what happens is this, as I knew that the path could be very long in confinement, I will come to manage the forest, was the easiest way to deal with those who commit crimes and are within the chain is a world in which the prevailing law of stupidity, and when we deal donkeys have to deal with them, but if we're too smart can fall, so life then life must be taken not so much the land or the sea, that was my salvation, I chose this method was that I did win, but my start was going to be a long and troubled early because I saw no women, no freedom I found myself stuck, lost and he was young, I thought about everything that could be the year that could go there. So what did I do? Then I start getting respect, it is not easy, not even wanting to get into conflicts of violence, because they happen to go through a routine that after I came to realize later, after the routine that I loathe to see live, I never thought that beings humans could do so much harm to each other because one selling drug, to other consumers because life inside the jail that revolves around the monopoly is the drug because that's how I started smoking heroin, as I had entered the
chain by the excessive consumption of cocaine, heroin decided to start, but a form of play, I'll look smoking heroin, but I realized it was holding could not do anything, but I learned to do, but it will be reported later, then the this was beginning to have a life in jail despite the reality that escapes the pleasures, I just resigned myself to heroin knowing that I would ignore the idea of having sex, was powered by a chemist that I did not think so. I had platonic love as it is legitimate and got great loves, but one thing is guaranteed, but not enough experience, do not you just want to smoke, there's always the aspect we want to be leaders of seeing others in a hierarchy to control what You know that does not, it's painful, it is hard to crack, I decided not to take pity on anyone, because I was also there, was paying a debt of justice, but my journey was very bad, if I had learned this lesson earlier would won and lost because he did not leave in the middle of the pen, but my image was burned, it was pretty referenced, there is an account of my passage through these years in jail, was the beginning of the end a hard principle, by which I can not regret I smoked for years that the drug has helped me to release a great need we all feel it is a pleasure logical terms, terms of freedom to be able to walk fine taste in these years
I also love all that built in there, but it'll be for later, now I will speak of the journey is long, do not know how everyone gets when they are convicted by the entry that is to seek well-being, even within the cloistered life, but that's all subjective, because in our well-being may not please those who look at us, can dislike at various points, the first may be stolen, the second can become a slave, work, love can become the third or housewife days, there is much variety of men within the chain that you can not always know what goes inside the soul or that everyone likes, and many choose not to be prejudiced, but besides that there is a point most importantly, never, never be bought a friendship, even though she paid into the jail, the confrontation is very hard within the chain, there are those who have nothing, the confrontation within the chain is loose, loose on one side and is strong as a whole, would provide billion or I had to give back, to get away, but wanted to walk so I wanted to walk the hard way was the way I always took me to understand, my side has always been more psychological.
It was since then never found the right road in the chain, did not believe in good, saw only evil. Why? Because I felt disgusted with myself, because
the eyes of others was just a bitch, bitch is a slang term that we were using, meaning sluggard, who did not want to commit to any cause other than what is resigned to do, always pursue the path that giving always in the divine, the power comes from that, the belief of hope and faith, and always moved in with me, saw homicide in there.
But as I was the marimba for that, and let me live, I never tried to harm, truth be told, and that's exactly how it all started, I was very unstable, unpredictable, and the school principal encourages me to continue his studies, but conclude that, just not all studying, had family support, guaranteed.
This is ensured when there is always a cool way to live and be able to claim what is evil, why is it called support guaranteed, within the law are those that give us the evil when we are being pushed and beaten by the system, because for money terms are not pushed into a system where there is money all goes well, justice works, because if there ever was.
As much as we believe in you, can do nothing to change because they are officials, and they only have to communicate can not act without the requirements that are stipulated by the courts, with a complaint to an open investigation, but if they were to open a inquiry I was always clear ahead because I knew walking in the movement within the jail, the guards knew corrupt, those who transported drugs to jail, some others have got away to jail.
Some of those cops who have been arrested already knew, and had one episode stands out with one of Alfredo, was a man of the night, the king of the night, explorer hostess bar that is the true king of the mafia, this deserves a life best was a former police goe only that the crime has taken the path I happy to mention it in my book because I learned some things from him, despite him being a cop and had less positive episode in my life with him, they tried to kill me in the prison of the line only at that time was already a veteran, had completed five years there. He knew every agent, and all knew me and this episode fell ill the whole chain, related to the prisoners, because I was an incentive for them all, was the example they see in me, to ensure continuity within the enclosure because we had
be there, and when I mentioned earlier that Cape Verdeans would be my marriage, I was not wrong, they were, moreover, they wanted to avenge that episode, they tried to kill me, I was invited to be the man to the head, but not me wanted to enforce the union of only one made you do that if I wished he was dead.
But in an ironic twist of fate none of this happened in only beat them, not kill him he redeemed himself and tried to strengthen my friendship with him, but he knew within himself that he would never forget this episode, only forgave him because he has humility and have been deceived by what we talked about me, not by the prisoners, but the prison service, and direction, for he knew that I could not defeat, could pay the price in advance of death, so that was let him go and when I realized he was humble learned to accept and respect him because he would not be alive if I wanted, but not valuable, it was just a high price to pay,
I was criticized by ordinary prisoners who hated cops,
I made fools of.
- Nelson as you accept this guy?
I accepted it because he above all he was a professional, earned powerful enemies in the environment they lived, being a cop, had many acquaintances, knew people who knew the top and powerful people who could help, threatened me to stop talking with that individual or so longer have our respect and they ours, but I let him live, was one of our era, the Cape Verdeans that I mentioned were Nelson and Charles, lived in exactly the area where I grew up were they shoulder to avenge me and outbursts came after, and they wanted to see it butchered this individual, but I let let him go, not do anything of that individual, though I have nothing against him, and the story of the brothers Carlos , was shot by an agent of the PSP, it was referenced, he was beaten too, played chess with me, he was an expert in the field, could play only the money, I always told him, not worth it, played by love the sweater, but by then he was well, he was being sponsored by Manuel and Romão and Badon, we dealt as brothers, there was mutual, was foremost among us, in the middle where crime lurks at any second the thousandth of a second, there much and sometimes we get caught in the middle and after having done that, I decided to pursue my way, I did many escorts in the chain, ie ensure the welfare of some and
to earn my own, that is, one hand washes the other.
Was the motto, the motto of helping each other, but there was always a risk in a situation metermos if we were called to this, a homicide occurred on the line, never put it in question were good days and happy because I decided to went for it, I could not do, always thought of me, I never thought in others.
It all happened very fast until my transfer to the valley after eight years of the Jews completed in line, they never wanted me and accepted me well, they wanted to harm me, but I respected him, always waited for my carelessness, which he never gave them . There was a woman who was employed in the legal industry, she liked me and I forgave her, but forgave it with gusto, the day I rode the trap was exactly at the time I was more powerful than ever, never talked much them with the cops, he was a danger, I walked up for anything.
Regardless of evil, the evil that could happen to me because, having taken an education based on the future and can live with it, is a strong factor to be so, and we used to and we take the teaching that life is so we just live to die
lead, but when I was transferred to Valley Jews, but all that was left behind began a new cycle this was my way of life and way of thinking does not allow any kind of abuse, had my character, simmered in a little water, and when I arrived in the valley of the Jews, decided to take a new course, wanted to get rid of the nightmares of the past, though I had, the past really had was not a simple way to say, that there is going there, but not quite, what goes there, goes there, just let go, let yourself be rocked in the fantasy that we really are a being domineering and spent the owner of the entire galaxy, that is dysfunctional and everything is all ready for it because they are employers and employees do not control their adventures and to say that stealing is legal, is a form of cheating, one of the moments that I glorify the most Linhó was my achievement because in addition to ensuring my name in the square .
He had one more thing was the timing of everything, or nothing with no breakthrough win or die was the motto that had within me the strength to live and to enjoy what I had while I was locked up, never used for gratuitous violence my mates got almost crying tears, I saw the wickedness of being carried by the other fellows who were dominated by violence and were
maybe forced to do whatever they wanted traffickers, but I embarked on a path harder, although I had hooked to heroin, I swore to myself to live within the chain is willing to kill and live a dignified I could not bother to finish the cable are all adversity of the moment are those with which we have to handle everything, though not my desire to create enemies where there are no floor and bad about myself, some people tried to harm me, the direction did not like me, then that's when they did, they sent their informants are present at all times that would be open to if they can be better informed of everything that I could ever do, they had a guilty conscience, but a something sparked my attention and made me change, basieie me a lot in the teachers I had, I felt for a few platonic love, and that was when I was running well, but the boat then turned, grabbed me and put me Jews in the valley, it was difficult after eight years of imprisonment in line, let a vast history at prison, because he knew everyone and they knew me and that's why I never wanted to punish one hundred percent, I went many sometimes punished with disciplinary sanctions, one for assault and other verbal abuse by guards and that's how I realized that really was dealing with a mafia more
powerful than I, but in reality were no more than I had only the books and the law, which made a different being from me, because once gone, time to throw the ball much to my amusement, indeed played everything there was to play the trump card played louder than ever when you can play, ace of spades, there was nobody to tell me he could understand that would have bad luck with this letter, and told me they could have bad luck with this letter, the Times change and that's when I began to realize that life is not in the chain, but outside, but never wanted to internalize, but I knew this was my strong point, and began a dramatic story was ending in murder, were three brothers and they all heroin and heroin for them was the need of the hour, or were dependent on what they were drug addicts.
But deep down, people were humble, had a good heart, for they needed to be helped because they took in life and I also took, was a hard life, we can even say it was a bondage, the way life was, every day we had to smoke but we would redraw.
But all this is the result of a lifestyle, one that moves the question because I even do poetry in relation to
experience and context of the situation, all they asked me a poem, was to write to his girlfriend, was like they were always asking for a poem, but I lost myself and was at the time of consumption that have adopted this way of life, I know what I know and am not willing to teach anyone because it had experience of the past, made me a hero of someone who was in the trash and we managed to raise.
All of this was summed up by way of experience, by way of living, the way we had to obtain the drug for smoking, because if he had offered and given would not buy, I became a pimp and say a drug dealers to sell had to assure me my daily surf, dusty for me to smoke, it was then that I became a pimp of traffickers, have been dubbed so they all wanted to help me, gave me drugs to sell and I ate, I had the greater pleasure than any addict can have, being addicted to drugs and smoking.
But I was known by my sportsmanship by my practice in training because trained every day and it confused people who saw me looked at me and they always had a paranoia, the paranoia that I mentioned in this book and the mistrust that is doubtful, when we do evil we are always afflicted me is that evil will happen.
It's always the unexpected forecast, honestly I got used to this way of life and it was difficult for me to prison after integration into the social, because it is a medium that we know, is a very small space where the coexistence leads to daily We all know one another, but physically.
We all want to lead because we felt the right to conquer a space in which we provide security for ourselves, for being inserted in a medium in which we always deal with the fear, but it's not a fear, is simply the Making sure we can overcome the situation knowing being, knowing talk, knowing the business being darker than you think think, in the drug world, is very wide, is an immensity and vastness of a huge all you can think of when talking about crime at all that may be expected in that business are not for profit, said in a way that we correct or acceptable by society and the eyes of the law, then the race starts all want to win or that it has to invent, in this case stealing, smuggling, last collection difficult, hard things to do, is also undergoing an operation when there is a chronic dependence on their own that they know they have enough output Cowing the dependence factor, are controlled, are subjugated to extort money to the family feel the pain of seeing a
son addicted to heroin and assumes that everything might be lost to human dignity, or lose all the values of education that we take to be someone in life, to live the way they were taught to live because those are the values that are used to meet the social and ethical values that our parents left us and we will be proclaiming how many children we will generate, is this the education that we teach is always the life extension.
Now starting to unwind the cycle that gives us life, is written in the bible, born to procreate, but also able to read the Bible Cain slew Abel, his brother, but was blessed and forgiven, was misled. It sometimes happens in life, being induced into error, fatal, one that is writing itself, because it was written by the experience and the way the laws that lived and grew.
Why?
The force of reason always wins, and all judgments which may make life may sometimes not be the most accurate weighing everything by a factor: the libel, not to be funny and not fall from grace, be one that everyone
want to despise, humiliate, feel so good and when there is a lack of economic power are always limited to play, because we also share that this is a game, that is, some say it has to learn to play are dictated popular that we are lucky maybe we can hit a good thing, and that luck can give us what we demand, the well-being, be good about it, because we were taught to help for that too, share a living together with our parents, our brothers, sisters, grandmothers and grandfathers, for there is, this is our generation because we are the result of the extension of them seeing us created beings of their offspring, ie, we know that the ability to know ourselves, we know that are ours and ours that are always on our side, but never like to look, to have a member in a family that can not please them, they have an image to preserve the life was made so the progression, marriage, welfare, nobody likes to have or to see someone who is our family or someone close to us because at the end, after we are all human, we have to deal with each other and family, sometimes we want to welcome others, feel they own what they have generated and make it a way of life that is written in all theological readings that can be read, or study of religions.
All of us bring with moral lessons, it is proper that those who feel a closeness so faithful, who do everything around to see our good, our loved ones see them well, in der der, and never want to harm them before the image and preserve that which you were taught, the values they are governed not allow them to look good for a situation that could perhaps be resolved were not sometimes misunderstood. That is, pretty much everything and the media also transmits thus equal to the facade we show a pretty picture, they are also pressured by a power that we all accept the governance issue very hard, but it has to do with all this going be reported there, we exist, we will continue to exist, education is also given to those who call themselves masters of reason and sometimes they want to convey and disunity, they all have one thing in common to keep: a welfare well-being that they can provide an area for everything they covet and want welfare for society, but they all lived and were raised with a father and a mother, they were given the right conditions in order to advancing in a career that aspires to be, but also fail, but always forget and are governed by the image, I kept this because my speech is huge expanse in this life, I learned a lot, I developed what I had to develop
although I never thought in leash to the end, aim to always have direct contact with employees of establishments where I was, my career might appeal her prison it will be better understood in terms of say so, but must be, be interpreted as honestly and frankly that there is in life. There is related bilateral relations are relations that govern all nations, are matters of community interest to safeguard the property, so they can give a well-being that was well established in the world, the theme of freedom harder to speak, we give all our freedom, most beautiful thing in the world, is the greatest pleasure one can have in life is to be released, we know that is overcoming all obstacles that we have throughout life and can find them. There is a huge variety of them, I can get the line: social good, we all have one thing in common, like ourselves, we can be ugly, handsome, no matter, we get used to living together, the appearance is not everything, by Sometimes, behind a good looking can find a down side, but it was the hand of Apollo, the side of beauty, described by Nietzsche that I followed his autobiography, there is no more, the side of beauty is that which makes you dream, that makes us love it, brings all good, but there is, the well goes hand in hand with evil, as Nietzsche
described there was the Dionysian side, ie, good and evil embodied in the instincts of human being, when it comes to all beings that exist at the top of the Earth who they are, whether political, are judges, whether mayors, presidents are associations all can be, even television presenters to have a charisma and gratitude, but no one can be forgiven, said the proper word, pardon all have a reason and when we put the issues we are taking everything we do on behalf these laws that govern a society and we can do justice to the word law.
It was there that got the right not to be punished and be defined by law because it all fits, the abuse exists, existed and exists is the prologue.
And the prologue comes from transcendence, a learning beyond, we all live because we know that transcendence is more than that, it can be, it can be, is able to teach, you have everything, but there is a keyword that means anything this: philosophy, lifestyle, enjoyment of life is this that forms one of the factors of transcendence, we remain and continue to live as equals in the evolution of be have been generated, to be abandoned does not make anyone evil blessed well we can perform is the divine, that we learn, we learn is our destiny
everything is left us a legacy great values, so they are exalted in the words they write, but that is all glorification of maintaining power and being in exaltation, because all this could be cute if they really were all met and was written very good.
Why?
We would get in the way of the broader human rot, are slaves of democracy legalized the use of the situation to be enclosed and be subjugated to stricter rules, sometimes do not react the same way as the normal form of a soothing, is called the transcendence of being, the transformation to be the cruelest side, it was felt that I learned from experience that anger is a living to live, to live and survive and so is seen're proven by the values of science that is dominated as a safe way to live when so must be, we can not evade the question, our characteristics that make up is different, but all come from the same, the mystification, there are beings more perfect than anyone else, everyone knows live for this need of support and guaranteed to all be credible, work cooperatively, we discount that others may have a better life, unemployment, an issue
fair, this is an experience that you will all share with me, I called this story of continuing to be, will be the extension of this issue.
It all started after the divorce of my parents, I was admitted to a convent school of St. Michael was the name of the college, on vacation with my father was around there, but after the separation has not faced a good relationship with my father, and onwards was that it all started, my mother had gone to live for the tip after the separation, I had about 10 years ago when I arrived and I went to the Pontinha, fled the college, not accept that way of life, but caught up I was an innocent, I knew the force of law existed, my father was a soldier dared me in the way the stories that my father had, being a man to be integrated into military service, serving the nation, a hard man as I mentioned, but let herself be carried away by their passion to love another woman, a good man, physically powerful, intellectually as well, it should take advantage of having inherited their genes, had him as a hero, it was all about learning who later came to be transformed.
Why?
The area I knew I could do from the moment of separation, as I was with my mother, I became independent, a lover of my mother, a working man, working in post and work, is a man of value, also began so, I needed help my mother and I became the ruler of all concerned was treated well, I repented and cried, but I won, I think this is the most appropriate topic, I loved them like no one, thankfully they are fine, have a life of its own, it was normal to have discussions, but they always had reason is that I was asleep by the transcendence of wanting more, I wanted to do nothing, thinking that it was easy.
I started working to help my mother, but soon realized that I was not about to let it dominate, I started working as Casqueiro ie upholsterer's assistant, which is what makes the structure to be shaped and padded, worked, was right in twinge in my neighborhood, worked there with the Tom boy of my generation, had several brothers, but I was the favorite.
A guy who worked there was the man Casqueiro structure in order to upholster the couch, sturdy-looking, and I no longer wanted to endure more, aggressive forms of
speak, had already experienced this with my father, so I opted to reverse the situation, I felt capable of the progression of life, not weighed myself, but I could have doomed that day, as a matter of not wanting hurt or injure, but to protect myself I threw a stone the size of a hand, but I shot deflected wanted to give the warning.
Still took me there, I continued to work after I left by choice, but the owner died consumed by HIV disease, a situation that was not like I saw him suffer in sickness, but I always respected him, I lost my job, I started in the active ie, in the jargon is being used as a guiding, not put up with bosses, want independence, I was the son of a lion, and behaved as such.
In March 1996 I was found in the subway of the avenue, had had a string of robberies in the subway, there were denunciations of the crimes that were there and happened to pass the time spent on a PSP that came to ask for identification, and it was there already had an antecedent, a week before had been at Benfica superesquadra accused of stealing a player, but the boy who accompanied me, Ricardo, was cautious, inexperienced, he had come from Ovar not know the city, but he knew himself to be guided was an addict, and at the time
how I used cocaine, I felt like having a crutch security, ie safeguarding me well for the future, ie to have a force, a union for progression.
But now here comes the structure, a major factor in the ability of loyalty to each one, begins to rant, that's how I discovered what I already knew that you can not trust if you do not know, but my experience was vast, was enormous, he was sure of myself, was good at what he did, had already made several armed robberies, I chose a path not to harm anyone, just get the money.
Why?
To live, I joined this way of life and in March
1996 over 28 days was properly notified of an arrest warrant allegedly denounced, just add the missing introduction to this subject, one week before had been arrested in superesquadra Benfica, I was sleeping in a car, the owner of what was a lieutenant colonel in the Air Force, a man who had passed through overseas, I was dozing by habituation there, but still had a house in Pontinha really was that night with friends, and steal a player and fell asleep in the car, were
surprised and agreed by the PSP, superesquadra belonged to Benfica, but I do not make me afraid and told friends not to frighten would have to be strong and say no to the end, there was no evidence to the contrary, but he warned me that the cops could show up, but I reassured him, told him it's okay, I drank lots of whiskey and wanted to sleep and not feel like I was going home and lived nearby. So it was, was certainly the worst that a man can feel when he teaches and trains the current situation that can happen on that day safei me. He managed to obey my rule of having nothing to say but they were not convinced and fetch all the nearby parking lot attendants to see if they knew of any assault, a CD player blue, but we had already committed several crimes before and all were engaged in robbery and kidnapping, were investigated in the Avenue subway, the squadron was in the Marquis of Pombal, Lisbon metropolitan police station, we were interviewed, I said nothing, I do not know the conversation of friends, but as I had a history of having gone through one week earlier in a similar situation, I trusted.
That day, we left the station, had nothing to say, relying on his testimony that I could get away, was taking at the time the license was working, but I was already receiving the unemployment fund, continued
take the letter, I did the code, I was already driving, I felt well, enjoyed myself a lot and it was then that I served, I took with an arrest warrant from the judicial, were to get me home, had coming from the gym, trained more than a month ago when I entered the judiciary, I realized, when I inquired at the police station when I asked the marquis in the squadron of the Marquis de loft I said nothing, but all the friends spoke, I continued the interrogation phase of education was the judicial inquiry, they had nothing to say, nothing had been proven by striking factor. So I could not accept such a decision, I would like to deliver, maybe it was better to have had a different attitude, to speak the truth, be cooperative, to repent, but judged me for my wisdom, also wanted to play with justice, the judge who sentenced me was a man who had troubles in life, one of the daughters died from overdose and other remaining children also went to the drug seized, I was advised by a lawyer, or telling the truth or it would be hard to crack, but I trusted me.
She had not defended me as she stood, she could be operational in the legitimacy of the duties which must fulfill as a representative of the law at that time had no personal lawyer nor have I ever been given, I had to hire After the arrest, after being convicted, after
convicted, hired this lawyer, was everything I wanted to accumulate power, he knew he was at the crossroads had not wanted to take testimony, I paid a heavy price for the lack of collaboration and summed up everything on my original conviction to even think in kill me.
It was a sad day for me I swore to myself that I would survive all the adverse situations that I might appear, was the beginning of my end of everything, I lost my freedom for some time, took a heavy chain and managed to survive.
It was time to win that I learned the art of self defense can raise through me, respected me including all the administrative power which is what performs the duties of the prison as it is with this when we want to win something we have to deal with, are the owners of the piece, that is, they own the territory they dominate, they think themselves so, are commanded to do what needs to be done, continue the path on loyalty, regardless of how it may seem, can be and that all may have, but there is a subjugation that is disqualification, when exercising this office believe that they can be masters of the situation, do not resign themselves to be more straightforward and has to live, what is the prognosis
They studied and the disasters they committed, were not one, not two, not four, were many, widely varying dubbed them the crucifixion of the most unfortunate, but I raised my morale was always high because, everything started when I arrived at my doorstep to IP Linhó the entrance was a tough, tough, I was full of anger and desire to win, even thought about running away if I had the opportunity to do so, I managed to keep me, all because I got the respect of veterans who were IP, and they were the true pillars for me to learn the cloistered life, war, battle, could, if so would not be forgotten, all I remember, everyone likes to remind me, I was the typical images, I became a leader gloomy and cold did not know was how to love and won glory in the chain, were acts of cold who had to learn to live and remain at the top of the earth to win. Quickly demonstrated to educators, assistants, guards and to direct you to help me win the uphill battle, I felt no support just looked at the circumstance of time and care was barbaric, what happened could not have happened, I became the devil in me same, but the trouble was not looking just wanted to live and survive, was the moment of circumstance.
Isabel was the name of the school principal in which I had respect for healthy and pleasant always accompanied me, has always helped me, but later came to become a rage in me, but always respected. And all this was due to strong pressure was being exerted by the administrative system of the director whose name was John G. the man who had come from overseas, got away when they tried to kill, his story is known, had several years in charge of the administration line, until after my transfer, I knew him well until he was a man who could talk , communicator was interested in the subject, I barely played perhaps the fault of the deputies, I was well-regarded professional in the cycle, the level of companionship all respected me and the director wanted the height of his career, that is, I'm here to dominate, I'm here to win at all costs, will be okay because that was the purpose of it, among other things he could say more. One of the causes he championed was more drug trafficking, he liked to help drug users, but demanded in return a coin, played with the law, had a power supple for the assessment of implementation of precarious and conditional outputs and outputs open system, it was not bad guy, who goes only to its non-degenerate and I chose the hard way that nobody likes the way to go, but I chose to follow, follow the path that would
was meant when talking sometimes we hit the target, do not walk very far from reality, he had many dreams when I was young and dreams were made in a nightmare, a passage in the desert had predicted, had already seen my future, but was I pictured everything in a dream, I was down to monitoring by the witches who were dubbed as, the dreams came to me because they had to pass, the woman's power was great, helped me, but arouses curiosity in the wake of my detention, I had a dispute with my brother and wanted to be better than him, a healthy challenge and he wanted to be just like me. At that time, we used to go hunting against water snakes to aim, we would play pool sometimes faced tough opponents, but always were winning, I knew he was good, today is an army lieutenant. My father managed the most direct support that could give me, gave them helped him in training, because all this because there is a separação.Estamos in the middle of my input line, was angry, at the entrance, the guards wanted I know the background, was a normal-speak of the environment that we lived there was an environment of demand for both guards and prisoners wanted to win, there existed a good director, Manuel, but it was corrupt, but did not harm anyone limited to win and do his job and also helped during three years been under purview
that director from 1996 to 1999, he was removed from the post of director, but now the president of the parish, but could never get rid of what had led him to leave the line, it was a good man meant well-being all the while not harming anyone had need to work on ward B considered the wing assassin, killer was dubbed the wing, for all the infrastructure up and receive a visit in the parlor was the result of falling water lack of scale of the infrastructure, we had to be the umbrella open, because he lived in a corrupt environment to point to the director to accept a proposal based on money that could explore the direction of the prison, got away well The proposal was based on the arrangement of training camp, or the soccer field, dirt was muddy from heavy Bué was also the nickname you could call him esguiça, but also knew how to ride was good, knew how to manipulate the system if there was corruption that brought seize the moment, went out to the middle of a sentence of condemnation
16 years, eight fulfilled the confidence of secrecy, but it would not finish in the best way because there were those who were harmed as well would be part of the system, the system is in place so there must be a justification, and with it went one more year, was the third year that I was in line came the real dilemma
corruption of the sale of drugs approved by the chief director, maneuvered it using the inmate trust them, was a powerful drug dealer who had straightened out in life by selling drugs his name Luis Torres, came to make a child within the chain, there was a company proposal to make SKIP and fill the bags xis paid, I got to be invited to work there, did not accept the fact that men who were to perform this function to authorize payment in drugs and they got the money which was soon transferred electronically, that's where the real problem was given by Manuel T. director until then, there was not much to do, there was a judicial inquiry, there was deliberate or transfers, we will clean our image, but could not clear the whole, been to court, the judicial inquiry was accused, and a large vastness of testimonials, but I did not witness, even got called for it, also would not say too much, would only protect the baby, I felt I was better chart the question could still win something with that if I kept silent, I hardly knew that I would pay the price hard to chew.
The guard Sparrow was out of prison services, the head Amorim had to take early retirement, Manuel T. still managed to win the presidency in a parish.
There was a change of direction, John G. was the next name that followed in the administration of EP featured an ambitious, too big even for the context, as they began the work on ward B for remodeling of the conditions, half the ward was closed for renovations, I was in jail with Charles was the son of the mother of a college professor, was secretary to the school principal, but he was an addict, on occasion, he stole the bag of the teacher to afford to consume, was a chronic drug addict I felt compassion of his being, because to see him keep losing, I could not move was resigned to consumption, but was smart, he was an astute marketing that only the traffic that is sent blacks, had problems with them came to ask for protection as I was with him in his cell, but it's funny no one ever told me or demanded money, he had debts to pay, even defended him, but was betrayed left me a debt of heroin to the man who has beaten the type of debt, I accepted and became the duty, not feared as the heroine has made me be a wild, total domination, it was from there that I had to chew a hard life, was the height of my fury to see someone suffer because they all gave me the reason, I various melee fights, I could not win, I won the case, then all they needed my support to operate and sell and be well with
themselves, had the heroin for free, meet me, because he values spectacular, was a companion and a friend and defended the cause, but one thing was very angry that nobody contradicted them were in heroin use. They all learned to respect me guys were the life of crime, everyone knew where we were placed in the middle, were respected, they themselves hated me, offered me heroin to go and study, was the only way that they thought I had to have a healthy occupation and learn, was the continuation of the cycle of consumption was feeling well, was used to and took me to want to feed me and have sex, it was the perfect way to spend time in seclusion without me upset with the problem of having sex and feed me.
I was transferred to Valley of Jews in 1998, I was taking a course in carpentry, not the conclusion I reached after ten months I returned to the lineup.
I went straight to the punishment was the so called 111 the tough regime, where we expect an investigation that might place in sanctions or disciplinary consequences, paid, paid the price to claim a right that I had was to have TV, radio but to me they took me back, and everyone knew everyone's name that called to my
Television, Susan had been offered to me by my mother, was spectacular as always had the television in my cell. Sometimes invented, took it strove it, rented it to consume power in the days when I felt weak, but had an undying love to her, would be willing to kill if someone spoil me, I did this a few times I did not feel well.
I got in 111 was heard by the prison warden, the chief Amorim descendant of Mozambique, but Portuguese, a tall but skinny, was not a bad guy just wanted the territory dominated, wanted it quiet, that's how he told me to leave talk like this or we are bored, I said yes it could be upset were willing, at the time that was left in the boss's office, or your desk, as did service for many years, the guard Baptist drank a lot, but honest, did not intend the evil one was like the boss wanted to have a well-being, was surprised by this guard, tried to attack me failed, there were a few more guards who were there on site, and saw PBX confusion, they surrounded me tried to attack me again, failed, lasted a few more minutes, but the insistence of them was my strength, that was when a guard came already the home of his 50 years, the Iron Guard, spoke me,
told me to stop and no one would harm me, but I had already attacked the guard and Baptist prison warden, the chief Amorim, they caused no major dent, he knew he would lose, so he told me, you'll be handcuffed to safety flag, was handcuffed by the presence of the head, it is ordered that he ordered the guard Iron and drove me to the flag of security, the boss told me to take the handcuffs and told me to get inside the cell, as would be under security until the investigation is completed.
Honestly, I gained respect for man, man was the chief, gave example of how the institutions that represent the forces of repression, should be well controlled at all, to make everyone feel good. For me the most was the head man I ever met, fulfilling punishment as would be logical, would have to pay for the act itself, but also won their respect, they let themselves to meddle directly in life, that of having to survive, even within the chain you live, I called him the inhospitable place, being identical phrase itself, to a place where there is nothing, we only live to live, but we believe, had heard the murder, there have been several mareações, this word is slang for use in crime, that is to say murder itself, so I had already committed some situations that could fall ill in prison, accompanied
to Hugo Rasta, Rasta is nicknamed, came with 16 years inside the prison, lived in the neighborhood of the Hungarians I met him at a time when it meets a penalty flag on security, I saw a couple already had several years of linen, and caught a contact with him
Give me a cigarette, but I left it to see it because we were muitashorasfechados, foiumconhecimentode fact, was a moment, well had seen him there, he was there in the B wing, the wing considered murder, he was on the wing , a quiet ward, housed prisoners who worked and wanted to be calm in jail, but there were consumers, dealers and there was still a prisoner who is now the name is Dolphin, I will explain his story, he came to me, quickly I saw that first time I met him, he was shrewd, good dude, but he had also taken a wild childhood, the way the parents did, back to Cape Verde, I seek a better life, the historical ties that exist knowledge and perceived as such had the hardness of having lived, not leading a life that was very easy, they had to live in the neighborhood of Hungarians, a neighborhood with mostly people coming from Cape Verde, the construction of the houses were not very good, but they offer the minimum conditions of not sleeping on the street, having a roof, for more misery
had education that is, the houses were kept clean and had a storage of one who had a real education, but there is, there was social inequality, had to work hard and these people are good people, they liked to indulge their children, but not had time for them, they had to work to make an honest living, wellness, and is itself sometimes can cause the removal of a shock, children begin to grow, spend time away from parents, the legitimate power of attorney when would be great to have an independence, have a self-sufficiency, seeking what was good, but fell into drugs, was equal to a contact that I had while serving punishment, but later let go, as I lost visual contact and as there was, had time to have a more direct contact, I do not remember him, but he came to me was in ward B and made a lot of sports and he passes me and asked whether he would play cards, play the gob, typically , Cape Verdean, and won him friends there, but came to last for much longer, lasts until today, but then he has already consumed heroin, and that's when I remembered I had already seen the superintendent, did business there is dark, the black market where everything is all right, provided that no harm to anyone, was angry at a time that saw the first sight that the kid was smart, had a soul, its appearance had a rasta
large,
wild, but treated well, that was the image of the first moment when I saw him, and realized it was a boy in the eyes of society, was seen as such, the outlaw, the man who lives on the margins of society, but all we like to have a well-being ensured in order to ensure we can to guard our welfare, equality, human dignity which is to say that we all live with all this we have created, but we also know that goes well side by side with evil, the actions which this may bring the most difficult way to live, he had been moved from wing to wing The pair B, was in the cell next to mine, he was with the Tiquinho in the cell, another Cape Verde, Bravo also was already in jail for a while, then you know it, knew he was in jail already for some time, were to have different histories, later will relate the story of Tiquinho that morning after night of the transfer Tiquinho returned to the ward, had made an agreement with the board, putting in the work to another bull's head, another expression is also used in slang that means letting the other hang, for him to save himself, was not bad was seen within the middle and we got along well, but Hugo was in ward B, the window that night talked pudemo contact us so we were very close, and hear a lot of noise in the cell, called my attention within the chain have to have the perception of
danger is that what makes us live and that helps us win, brings us the heart of wanting to be the soul that we all like to embody a strong soul full of courage and skill and cunning.
On that night before the next morning, we talked for
window, as I heard noises asked:
- Who's there?
He had heard noise that happened, he told me:
- I'm Hank, I'm here more Tiquinho.
It was the way to attest, by the fact that they had committed the same day they were transferred to B wing, was routine was then he told me when they open the doors in this case the cells come with me to the ward, but said me to be quiet, but I thought, it was the Hugo, was the star, was the man of the moment, I was addicted to heroin, required to provide it with drug dealers out of money, was an obligation, he required it, a rebellious boy in a huge, that's when the assault happened, I left the door open is not off, but knew he would, knew he had some embers in the ward, also slang word of the coals, you can understand how in the jargon of the crime a routine occurrence for those who walk
rain wets himself.
After leaving the cell, did my normal routine of taking breakfast and then go train, go to school, go to school that morning's breakfast, not strange to see them because this was my routine was to seek too, was hooked, but it was not truly addicted, but I had already done some assaults and had already extorted money during the morning came after me, boys who were also consumers were called piranhas, sought a way of life more honest, but always tricky because the addiction also led them to this, Hugo was for the safety flag with Tiquinho, but there appeared another Ze ball, Angola had never lived in Chelas good "feeling" with him because he have given some pants of a tracksuit, the Emilio neighborhood high and he wanted to steal the Emilio, he knew that my pants were already had caused me several times but I never called, never gave importance they had a big fight Emilio neighborhood High grew even around the block top was fresh, we were in the same building and he wanted to defend what was mine either, I wanted to defend the honor of being parochial terms of a bond of childhood, then followed by several others, the Prophet, also from neighborhood and it was there that took the big fight: Zé was sturdy ball weighed about 90 kg., Emilio
was a boy dry, typical African as it was thinner defended the honor, he faced the situation, Ze ball wanted him to send the 3rd floor was where his discussion, it was not easy, but he knew he had the cunning to live and having to survive the issue. After Ze ball had taken the pants of a tracksuit and being with them in hand, argued, and I knew that Emilio would win, but never thought it would end up like Ze ball wanted to send him the 3rd floor, grabbed his legs, Emile has done what he learned in the latter case, I who have to save me, grabbed his neck forced him to break, ie when it grabs the neck not wide, it had a handrail faces or enters the cells, as anything and did not offer great security, in this case became the unpredictable, from the first moment I thought they were going to fall, that is predicted to advance the action, but then I thought and still had a few seconds after I saw and thought and predicted that it would not happen, but it happened, the Emilio grabbed his neck and not let go more, and the force that the ball did Joe, he has combined forces two monumental not flee when they're right, it was always that our education, fell from the third floor until I thought the damage was greater, even thought some of them could die in that situation, but fortunately saved themselves, the force of reason always wins I think that's life, I ran a bit now to the subject, for
to explain the entire journey was made, within this context that we will always meeting people, let's keep the contacts is because they help us talk to discuss situations where everything nice is seen and done so, we even have a life linked to addiction, but we feel good because we are dependent on the drug, but people who are debating issues in numerous different themes, from the most banal theme, from the simplest to the football as more scientific, then we can read enough to discuss , has always been our strong view, and sometimes left behind over here just wanted to show why I say that I never had good "feeling" with the ball Ze, Ze ball broke the arm, Emilio not happened to you all, was unharmed, but was sleeping at the hospital that day for prevention. Ze ball was still about 3 weeks in the prison hospital, they put him in the platinum arm, the illness was greater than he had, I was sincerely glad to see that got away, I forgave you the action, but I know I left there with a grudge me, but we have understood the situation, let him walk.
That was the day in the morning, would be maybe a 11 in the morning which also Ze ball had gone to the flag of security, I knew that Hugo was with him, had seen him a few times, they were in the pavilion security
and led to tougher punishment of prison facilities is called lame, is the isolation, do not you have anything of his cell unless the basic things, you have a towel, you have some sheets, you have to read a book, you can not have lighters cell and you are closed 23 hours a day, it's hard to overcome, but eventually get used to us by these sanctions, because we have passed it before, being in punishment, the punishment being in that situation to live, but liked to live that way, we knew who walks in the rain wets himself.
All this was bad and that they had fulfilled the punishment and things would stay that way, but not the Hugo assault stabbed twice in the Dauphin in the stomach, treated the bad man to steal the little thing, a few grams of heroin and about 30 stories, would be about 10 grams, a man who was to pay the price for its nickname Dauphin, the paws, paws because he was arrested for assault on the convoy, made a dead, was widely reported and known at the time, an assault top, because it involved a lot of money, it was an exorbitant amount at the time the trains were carrying the money from the banks between Sintra Lisbon. The robbery happened around the same exit of the train to Sintra and Lisbon was one dead, but never managed to prove that it was he who committed the crime of murder, never
able to prove that he was the real leader of the murder but was convicted and along its route prison led several raids with him came and picked up the drug, he could not win the drug to anyone, that is, he sold, he kept the drug itself, he arranged safe inside the jail, just for a Chibadela they could get there, but this is for now.
As he had the nickname of the paws, he was given that nickname because he did not spin anything to anyone, not given to anyone, he knows that one can hand wash the other, or he could give the win, could help when people asked him for help and Hugo was a headstrong, he was hooked. There followed a sequence after these events, Dolphin was transferred to Coimbra, Tiquinho Valley Jews, however I too, were in 1998 more specifically June 27th, I had already separated from Hugo he was in another cell, there were factors which led them to do so, others who sought his own teammates were piranhas, because every day stole about 30 to 40 grams for smoking and consumed, the crowd attracted by the fact that they are always targeted, is called the sequence of drug abuse and was then when he went lame, we decided that we would stay in the same cell, but these bitches always spoke
woe is me, because to them I was more a bump in the road, had taken them leeway because they knew I was the real bitch, drew friends knew because I give the living.
He knew me give the context of the interaction of situation and it was such people who lived with me in the circumstance of the moment, said something bad about me, spoke ill of me, get everything in order to take advantage of what the kid arranged, they wanted their attention to and they wanted the spotlight on them so that they could be the well being, or having a hangover ever taken, I did not bother with it knew that life was so good and everybody wants to be grateful for your income for benefit own, but they were always the ones that I ever needed, they also needed me, we become a united force, or are insured if they wanted any assault would have our help, but it also would have to pay and that was the height I was moved to take a course in Valley Jews, had two or three months of operation when the Rasta Hugo was transferred to Valley Jews arrived I received him as a brother, the friendship that has kept him there are four wards in Valley Jewish wards A, B, C and D, I found myself in the D, was on the wing with the Dauphin had been transferred to Coimbra worth of Jews and that was when I told Hugo that he wanted to remain
in my cell, he wanted, only that there was another issue that he was afraid, because he was trying to kill the Dauphin on the line, besides having given him two stabs wanted to send the man on the 3rd floor down here and his cousin, the Benedict, prevented from doing so, but he did not want to be with me in my cell, not because they wanted to, but feared the vengeance of the Dolphin, had already done several things in jail, had respect, he was a man who was known as revenge easily such, but I told him forget that man is not going to avenge you, no one will succeed, had a good relationship with the Dauphin told him several times that did not like what you did and he had told me that already had forgotten.
I was taking the course, and these transfers came from what happened in a sailing Linhó Hugo Rasta and Cadet were defendants in a case of murder that happened in Linhó. We were very young people who had come from the line could mention all their names, but I will only mention the name of some, Tiquinho, the Johnson, the real football player, representing all the selections from the jail where he was or had passed, Toni Seagull, had been transferred by also having made several assaults on Linhó traffickers, was also Zé Tó, that I had had enough with him, was not arrested, I lived with him under the same roof, with some
girls chavalas I had my he had his.
But curiosity has reversed this story to me, walked with a girl who ate horse and she prostituted themselves for that matter were the two prostitutes, did not like living in a dependent wife, but I liked it so far as to live with it. I only used cocaine at the time, did not accept it very well use heroin and cocaine, but kept the relationship, he liked her and Zé Tó and Ana were also drug addicts and curious of this story is that I always said Zé Tó for him to leave the horse, always said it would not consume heroin, later came to me to indulge in the chain and in that time I was in the valley of the Jews, there were a Rasta, the Tiquinho lived up good times, there were plenty of great stuff on the market, or words, there were a lot of drugs and worth of Jews is a respected chain, where many men sentenced to maximum and always had a reputation as a dangerous chain, have always existed and murders occurred there, so it was a heavy chain with a reputation .
How much material had all wanted to sell in the market to be provided with more material, then begins the contest between the Dauphin and the real Pinocchio found himself arrested for international drug trafficking,
as was the ringleader and the man had already a record chains from north to south of Portugal, and was there that he started again he did not want to see or know. The Pinocchio Hugo paid the large amount of drug to beat the Dauphin, he went at it violently assaulted the man in the dressing room, all for reasons of jealousy, the Dauphin was selling packets of them were larger and weaker, which is why the Pinocchio paid to beat the Dauphin.
It was an event that was not very nice, but the time has come, but also had an internal register and had already served multiple punishments, I started having problems, I began to be persecuted by an individual nicknamed Marcao, he found himself caught for murdering his brother, and how I needed to smoke every day began to make collections and was one of those collections that appeared Marcão not want to let me take the money, stood in the right as there was one year more than I rode it I wanted the bar that is preventing me not to take money from the collection, because he had money to get there too. We had an exchange of words in which he showed the physical power, but nothing happened I went out with om me money, but this was the first to win an enemy, got to do a football game in which game was on a volume of tobacco to the team that won, he was in the opposing team I was finding it
me playing with the guys who had come from the line, the mine was made by Toni gull, Jorge, and Luis Zé Tó athletes and we were playing and we knew we wanted to win or that it had underestimated the opponent and that was happened, we lost, we lost the game because I was the head of the bet, had committed to my television in the greed to make a volume, it had committed to Ramon, the gypsy, had long record was a hit man in the middle, not as said he did not want to lose pay, they are all bugging me and demanded the amount of tobacco, but were silent, then, that this was such a Marcão continued to say that he wanted the volume and accepted because he had no reason had been the combined game, was an athlete, always fought for the right and to avoid problems like this when I had to avoid. Continued, but that guy always went with trying to provoke me, there is a day that was to go to the carpentry course, that was why I had gone there to the valley of the Jews on that day the inevitable happened, the guard I was opening the cell, it was unusual for me to stay in jail, but was frustrated that day, did not have enough drug was smoked out by gradão to descend to the course and I'm going Marcao asks me, gave me a shove because as I was frustrated and as there had been history, provocative subject for me, I hesitated not deliver a punch and he reacted, but not
hypothesis had already had studied, was a fighter, but he was desperate to provoke what happened, it was sensational, or not fulfilling any punishment because it was there that day the ward chief, Eduardo, was his name, a man about two feet tall, physically strong, he was an honest man, was a straight man and let things like that.
I continued on the course always alert to any assault by him, as I was aware he had taken some time to provoke me, and as such, warned me that we all have instinct, common sense has called women's sixth sense, but men also have it. The sixth sense is the unexpected, is being able to play and know and respect, nothing happened after that, I tried to follow the lead but could not because my heart was strong, was provided by Hugo Rasta, one of the most respected men in time I lived in seclusion, not only considered the first because the first I; everything he learned, the courage he showed, I already had the bravery and I had already past, absorbed, absorbed the courage to know that there was a warrior, a loyal man, a poet, a man who loved poetry, but even here I was better than him. He liked to hear, I wrote several poems, one dedicated to him
I was the best, was the charismatic figure of the times he ran, he was cunning, was strong, was uninhabited, got revenge in the middle, where she lived with the rest of the prison population, I got many, but it was all peaceful people, people who worked but I do not. When I stopped working and took the course, I became what I do not want to become the lion of darkness, went back to the line, was where it all progressed to my advantage because I had come home where I'd been and he had mastered, there was confirmation of my being a rebirth of the field I've ever had in that house because it had maintained the respect, it was hard to chew, so I decided to look for easier ways to survive the difficult I had found.
It is a chain of central Lisbon, housed all kinds, children of mothers who are in life, some have embarked on the crime by coincidence, others have worn the crime of conscience, there was always a good factor, well, he feared nothing else but me same as it had already done everything from being the good friend, protector, mediator, one who understood all situations, which were bitter, which were said by those who vented to me, because I felt great compassion, had taken the sense of unity and not go into the disappointment. I went on my way to get a conditional but still lacked
some time to take advantage of the conditional, I made a decision I will not do anything to harm me, but I'll work for free, everything has become complicated because they faced a well structured command by direction, but I could have won everything with this direction. At the time did not accept that the reason he was taken in this direction would be so hard, was an authoritarian regime, it was not to accept the scheme, intended to rid myself of jail faster, but became even more difficult, but I leave for later readers to understand an entire route can I never tire of repeating, hard nut to crack, as well was at the time of transition T. Manuel, the director I had found, was replaced by John G. the man who had come to Macau, a former inspector of the Judiciary, a man who had already experienced an attack by the mob that was established in Macau, dubbed 24K, some guards were killed on the job because it belonged the Portuguese administration, then why send reinforcements public to serve the nation.
He suffered the attack, escaped, but his bodyguard was killed, rose, came to the administration of Linhó, straight man, he liked me when he saw me, told me to tell you that he had confidence in me, but I did not care because he had notion of transformation of being, considered myself the king
scorpion, one that has poison in the blood, and not called him for not calling, I lost.
It started in a punishment cell at least housing was a chastisement, it was not hard, it was considered a punishment usual to the rhythm sociable within the chain, but for me it became a nightmare, not accept such punishment. Director John G. went to my cell to talk with me, help me, I did not accept such aid, was suspicious of the belief that he had, as was right, he demanded in exchange for a direct collaboration of what he wanted to know, I was not willing to do that as it was never for me to collaborate on these services, but it was proof of how it was a good man. This punishment, the worst came, had taken two psychotropic drugs, at my window were: the hunter, and Chibango Piranha was the hunter who gave me the two psychotropic drugs, has a degree of service, was the man who had taken me to be in the punishment cell, Sampaio was his name. As the effect of psychotropic drugs was still in me, angered me to see Sampaio pass in front of my cell, I broke the whole cell, I came to the mattress fire, went out when the guards were helping me, I fled and went into the courtyard, I took a stick and two rocks and had written on her right arm, revenge, desire cruel. That day was willing to kill the guards or whoever it was that
meddle in my way, but they were smart as usual, come talk to me, they had no other choice, because they knew I was enraged and had an entire wing to defend myself if I so proclaim, but I was not by my account, not as knew fight without reason, after a few hours accepted for redemption, that is, the period when the negotiations ended and so I do not quite fulfilled, I accepted what they gave me 20 days of disciplinary cell, that is lame, because that's where I met Alfredo M., PSP, ex-goe, trickster was parochial, took the state to perform duties as such, to start the function in the mob, was a hard man because I had been boxing champion heavy medium, I knew him well, and so it was that when I fell in a disciplinary cell, had an episode that did not want and that you could have taken his life because he had a history with blacks who had come to fulfill disciplinary sanctions, was a time mad, I knew what was going on about what happened and had said aloud that I would not papar such number to be beaten by him, because the direction was uncertain, the mob was made of all blacks who fell in punishment and have committed or taken some punishment due to disregarding the guards or services, employees or direction, they would pay by Alfredo M., he had been ex-psp, ex-cop, and I knew many of them already knew how such, but the blare
and talk directly with the Marine, gave me the cane, I fell in punishment, I knew that Alfredo M. would take me, but that was when I was wrong. They tried to kill me when I headed to the spa to shower, could not, with him were two cops on the protection that did nothing against me. It was then that I showed the will of my reason for living, had been inculcated as a matter of being parochial, for it had I lived in the neighborhood.
Soon I lost my father, I became an adult soon, it came to pass that after I took in life, there are is transcendent experience is the future, she falls on the livelihood of creation and when it is hard, we are obliged education to have a more severe early demonstrably behind what no one wants to be desired.
That was when we had passed the stage of Marcao, that was when I started wanting more reason, had to take a decision at the level of partner, and the direction, but I knew in the middle intruded surveillance that was composed by guards and managers, managed, and managed to get to meddle in another being, but that was nothing more than a being like me, sometimes it's a matter of opportunity, I sought, I try and try to have the soul of the Lusitano, I'm descended Lusitanian breed of brave race,
has led the world, it is obvious there is heredity. Sometimes we make the following question, why we exist, what are we, where we live, are issues that bring the question to live, but we know we must win, was all set to be so, I continued, my path prison, then later Marcao of the fight was followed by the appearance of the group that made up the monitoring services called prison guards, got good individuals, picked up everything, but they also sincerely wanted to live alone, never wanted to harm me and I wanted to ignore, there is, sooner not learned that you can not always win, was in inhospitable place, a place where life was worth nothing, had no interest in valuing the real sense of the man who is not serving.
Serve, serve all he had to serve, I was obedient, he knew that the political authorities, social power, the repressive power there is always something we must learn to forgive. I could have been hailed a hero for them, return to the valley of Jews being expelled from the course, return to the valley Jews, to head online to find the same because they were not what I wanted to find, I rebelled against everything and everyone for everything that had happened, was done well, I lived with all that I might have to do to have to survive everything that could confront because the enemies were powerful
the machines were all-consuming, were nicknamed the piranhas, or had to survive at all, there was a diplomatic party, the establishment of relations, ie we have an educator, have an assistant, a psychologist, a doctor and a lawyer , so we really worth it if there is nothing to say.
Just live the moment the circumstance of the moment, are mere humans who meet at their pleasure and I love, platonic love that stand in the way of being, in this case a man had already had all the pleasures of life, loved one woman who still remains in my mind in my soul in my life, a passion was intense, longer lasting relationships that may exist, which are extended. Loving, fun, loving being is the need to love being at your leisure to survive.
The report is right to be the last circumstance, since everyone knew me, they wanted me to put to the test, I faced all that had to be able to cope, from nightmares, who learned before the bedtime stories are told from the father and mother; so we can live in harmony and wellbeing in order to prevail the welfare and power-we preserve the gifts of the heritability of the beginnings of being, although it is absorbed by the size, the vastness is immense if we speak of unity, equality rights
be. We have all been charged with a mission, it persists, will continue to grow, continue to watch it grow, with determination, accuracy of the moments of action, it will have to have accuracy. It is about forgiveness, life continued as it had to continue and picked us honest, truthful, everything was great, got us capable of anything, were determined to everything because I had the sense to live as they had, but they wanted to be smarter , overtook them at all, I was able to combine their cleverness to me by my wisdom, were shrewd, but always wanted to be more than me, but I combine their cleverness, was able to play, also played with knowledge of them with my . Continue living in seclusion, secluded, it was a tough time for most beauty I could see for more compassion than I had to have, knew that the way was an exit. Never meant to hurt anyone, just wanted to let me live, then I left for the battle that was constant, they were all strong, all were human, but I wanted to know this, nor had anything to do with the rest of the story that goes pass. I was hard for my teammates, for all of them, not only picked anyone he wanted to maintain the hierarchy of prison and kept all obey me if I so chose, but I also let them live, was my way, I drug for smoking and they could walk well, some have cried myself to stop because the way I was brave, a very rough road
to do inside the prison, had no other choice, was no escape, win or die.
It was all done by the conviction that I took, I managed despite all that, finding the hard way, I knew I could leave in the middle of the penalty, would know that it could also leave at the end of the sentence, I reversed it, or not bother, because it was good, the chain had under my command, were all my teammates, that's when I raged over the meaning of being, he knew he had allies. Pursue the path of evil, was interpreted as such, I thought I was the lion, but was addicted to heroin, a hard thing to do, to consume. I went out to fight the battle that is like none other, I faced: judges and teachers and assistants, head guards, sometimes benefited from them, but not many, but not enough to say he was fine, because the follow-up question brought me a problem, the biggest problem of all being am or am not, want or not want, or everything that we can aspire to, was the continuation of everything I had learned, even better, had lived a situation after the separation from my father and my mother. My father was a soldier, my mother at the time not worked, then came to work cleaning and the Curry Cabral, still works there. He loved my mother, I learned to live with my dad, or lived, but I
always in doubt, because he had good character, ie the character was inconsistent, was serving in the military was the Portuguese, I craved more, ie more than what he built. However it has come to heredity, better explaining the habituation to be small, we always take note that whoever gives us, is what all philosophers have said, the approach to parental example, because the example given to us when he is born example to follow for those who put us into the world, this case will be a global event, with father and mother, was the conclusion of the work I grow up. I became what I am, one to be humble, peaceful life that you know, I'm considered a kind, one that walks and has to eat, I became the true beast, never faced jail in the same way, I became the perfect killer of all situations because he was to live, and they knew I was willing to kill to live, choosing as always the real kind, one that dominates all situations, I swore to myself that I would do them harm if they do not cause harm. I went on, furious, always attentive to all movements or reactions, they were who they were, the overall level of companions, at the direction of everything that encompasses the whole being into the world of justice, for all that I paid a hard price to pay for all this was all happening in my office, everyone knew me and I also
everyone knew, was the perfection of the game, was the union, the union of those who live and is in daily contact with the population, regardless of the situation, as Tiger did not know was that forgiving, I feared they were actually respectful for me, was not doing anything, we are talking about a prison, we are talking of many things, includes a value that is difficult to win, Liberty, unless you do not have to go through the most difficult situations of life viciações, dwellings that can bring exaggeration when speaking of consumerism, consumerist somo beings, so I became the invincible beast selftitled me of a lion, fought beasts like me, with wisdom even harder, but I could not forgive.
He knew he had many children of the mother and the life experience had been different, some had been fathered by good people and others were children of poor people, as all this I wish to confirm the presence of all that society has to give, let go similar situations without doing anything, one needs to welfare, we live in a society where everyone wants good, yet it is the beauty of seeing the near proximity, if you come for good, you'll get well if you come by evil , will receive you and bring forth evil with everything, my whole being evil, but also know I have to walk, can not be so hard, they are more than
mothers, I also had to respect, implanted a rule for all being well, knowing that crime persists and the need is great, let me take the events, I became the so-called drug addict, who all despise, but had value and was recognized, nobody, nobody would miss the connection, regardless of the weakness he felt at the time. They all cheered and respected me, they wanted me more, would be the case, it would be kinder, more gentle and affectionate.
I paid the price for not showing them what they wanted to see me, I went hard, I was rude, I was all in favor of my decision and could have won more, could even benefit from more on everything, like me, reached me starting up his own dreams, but I became furious and wanted to be. It was under the living situation of entrapment, isolation, had all women were also overwhelmed with platonic love, love them, love them.
It was all a matter of living in the moment, I had great passions and platonic love also to the point of contact, but I always avoided ruin someone's life for personal pleasure I get, I did not need it, I was hooked, not would ruin anyone's life if not spoil mine. Continued love, continued
to love as being just knew they were all belonged to my love, because they loved me sincerely respected me, I do not live well, she was arrested, I knew I had to fight to win everything that was lost, freedom, but that was when I was unable to stop, directions, assistants, teachers, guards wanted me to tame, he would have understood, but I also had to stop, stop all the stealing, the consuming, unhappy life of another, but I was always good, never cruel to them, never spanked anyone unless she had reason to do so and even if he had would be difficult for me to do, for humanity itself, always took into account the moral values, the values of each scene, because I am being, but they knew they would have the biggest beast ever found, but it was all planned by me, because I wanted so I left them in the hope, in fear that they will lose. It was all business hours, was an expedient to raise consume and dominate, soon realized that, even before entering the jail, were difficult times, that day never passed, I had years to comply, because he had mastered control the situation that came next, I came to play, but the joke was I doing guy. Because the monkey to play, play the monkey was the cunt mother, I was dying in a game, because I knew dominate. Was exercising the day, wanted to train a bit and I suggested him to come train with me,
was a low figure, it was just for fun, squeezed her neck, he lost consciousness, but at that moment I felt a grip on me I did not want to do, as was being shown, played, looked at him and he got up walked with me, I told him if everything was OK, no response at odds, but when I looked I got the feeling that they really had passed something, he lost consciousness. Was an excess of confidence, did not know my strength and then she started an inferno that had already had, I got up and looked at him and told him:
- Are you okay? You left me worried.
Whenever I showed him compassion for the moment, not meant to hurt, I looked it wanted to appease all evil, it had misunderstood the training, it was exaggerated on my part, he eventually killed himself, was all in hopes of one day in Valley Jews.
I was hoping that in the valley of Jews would live, was a simple fun for me, or was a training which I was not ready, my strength was at its height, dominated, because he knew dominate, but as in life has its price, I paid a heavy price for remaining in the chain man, stick to 5 / 6 of the penalty, or any
recluse since a sentence of more than six years can enjoy the 5 / 6, is a law.
But we have a means of punishment, some 2 / 3 and then follow the 5 / 6. I left at 5 / 6 it was a program done for my biography of life in prison, locked up, dealt with good people, people with whom I dealt were part of the leadership, people until I could love if they wanted, then since tobacco and did not pass then I felt an immense hatred for those people. They were people who told me nothing, only by their own leadership roles he played. There was a deputy that I was dear, was the first woman to challenge me, I was loyal, but then I thought it was wrong that I refused to probation in the first 10 years in prison. She did not appreciate me and demanded my testing of the drug consumption, but it was too astute to realize that it would stay that way, I was granted probation after a request I made to Dr. Judge. She gave me four days of probation, subject to be heard by leadership, and ordered them up, Doc judge gave him four days of probation, extended on the condition of doing drug screening test, ie the maneuver, they always knew, and I underestimated him many times, but always respected him, because she deserved my respect. Beings who were
played his best role, but it happened, because the test was positive for opiates, ie heroin, cannabis, hashish consumption, but I played in my favor when I put the application, I argued that everything had to plead for it was consumer had asked my doctor for a medicine Ana F., it was under or over a heated argument that you seek help, for everything that she had helped me, I asked him the drug, Tramal, was the moment when I felt I had an ally Dr. Anne F. Tramal accused or the opiate of the routines in the circumstances, this was the situation that would be clean. Had accused opiates in drug screening test, it was there that combine 2 +2, ie cleaned of screening for drugs through my doctor, she helped me, passed the document to claim the issue, the screening of drugs as I appealed the decision was made, was to use my right, and applica resorted to the highest instance court judge Dr. enforcement of penalties, is the highest for prisoners are sent in freedom, enjoy the benefit of the middle of the pen 2 / 3, there has been a battle there, physically assaulted a prison guard, was not because I wanted to, he sought my fame was a great fullness in prison, respected, but also built this respect, respect , to observe knew
I could not play against the system. The system prevails in itself because there has to be social, all that we might want, the well-being, decisions were different, I had everything, everything in my power to be able to enjoy the middle of the pen 2 / 3, as My fame was wide in the middle of the guards and in the midst of his companions, guards who had also wanted to challenge myself and all the psychological, physical, and everything else you can think of because I knew that could happen in the institutions that had to follow, are called audition in the middle of the sentence 2 / 3 and 5 / 6 also, the request was based on the cleanliness of my report addressing the issue of screening for cannabis; this application to Dr Judge said that the analysis had accused Chamon or hashish, but as I am a social being, never lived in protections in the chain, ie had me relate to the rest of the prison population and told the judge that Dr. I did not eat anything at the time, only has resulted in the hash, so it was I followed with logical if people who ate and lived in a closed space-mos, it was usual to accuse hashish because I breathed the air. They bumped me to the decision of probation because it was at Christmas time, and doctor judge was going to pass out two weeks
, Ie, Christmas break, but she gave me the reason and gave me the precarious almost two and a half months was a long time of anguish, as aspired to get out of precarious because
I was inside for many years, ten years. But put up with and overtook me well until the day of leaving poor, gave me four days out of prolonged poor, why was completed successfully. But it would be a harder issue for me because it would have to be more respectful and not get in trouble, but as soon as I entered, passed two months after having taken the poor, I wish someone would disrupt life and it happened. I became involved in a fight in which the boy was a bit poorly treated, but he was lucky to be an individual, be an individual with a repertoire of man, we were locked in their cells, the order of inquiry, we heard this, I sent you a paper to apologize for what he did not stuck, there was no need for it. We listened, we heard the chief, was the German shepherd, nicknamed him, at first he did not want to hear the boy, because he said it could not be, could not have been a hoax because he had tried to give me with a knife. Then there's got to accept the version of the boy and called me and I told him the same version that was a workout, a game that could have ended badly, he does not take very kindly to the version I had told him , ie a guard as he was hit, I had many years of service and dealing with "casdatrolas", ie is the name given to those who already have many years in jail, nothing happened to me, nor me, nor the boy , took us from the punishment.
Continue a normal life, I began to avoid further problems, I could enjoy more success with four outputs precarious, and there arose again in March 2007, failed me
11 days for you to enjoy a longer probation at the entrance of April, I had fooled with an individual drug, that is, gave her sand instead of the real stuff, it came to load, I could not harm but would sanctioned this time, had already been warned, I limited myself to defend and things got there.
But one problem never comes alone, I missed it, was what happened in the stems of this reason, what took place could not have unfolded, a riga again, but this time I would not get away, I would cut the poor and was That's what happened. I called a guy to my cell to get information because this guy also did not like my way of being, and vowed the man who gave me the information, Nuno Maluco, a true warrior, he also enjoyed poor like me, you had sworn by my nephew, I would not do anything, just wanted to know the name, insisted during a full day on the promise that nothing would do, we were almost at closing time of the cells, called the guy to my cell I asked the reason he is walking the talk of something that had not
seen, he denied that I knew I would never Nuno Mad lie in this situation, was one of the men who have always respected because he was a true warrior, I felt angry at him and deny deny Nuno. Assaulted him and was at the time the guard came into my cell and sees the man lifeless on the floor, the punch that struck him, but the guard saw nothing, only saw the fallen man could not say anything without having seen, but this Guy was a chibi, it is that it would complicate my situation, but even then I knew I would never get away very well, because I never had anyone Chiba, and they me, the direction, the leadership were willing to punish me for everything because I never shut up in the claims that prisoners were to claim whatever it was. I was always seen as such an incentive for these causes or forms of struggle and that was when I was given five days of punishment, do them in the cell, was a lighter punishment, I defended myself saying that the individual had felt ill and fell and he said his version of what had really been beaten up and this happens at a time that was about to be enjoyed my
2 / 3. Had a great chance to get out there being nothing that would harm me, or no disciplinary action in the middle. But this time would even plead innocence when they were hearing for 2 / 3, said the lady doctor who was innocent, had not done any aggression,
who did not take this into account, I felt hurt by the situation, but I waited for the decision and the decision was the possibility that I cut out the 2 / 3 passing directly can only benefit from further assessment, appraisal of my
5 / 6 of the penalty, or obligation would leave us 5 / 6 because then the law favors, favored in this case would in any case in 5 / 6, but would cost almost 3 more years in prison, instead of leaving for the insistence of bringing an action to annul the decision of the judge to have Dr. reconsideration before the 5 / 6, it would have to walk for at least six months quiet. The punishment was given to me in March, was heard in May of that year for consideration of parole, had not yet come to the decision of the court of two thirds, that's when my life could have been further complicated, he felt me anxious, sad, but I also knew I had passed the bulk of my conviction. It was more a situation when it happened, this time with a guard, could be a situation that could have passed, but for the fact of custody have told me in a rough and hard, pay no heed to his orders, struck him a punch in the face, he was alone with me, but another guard appeared, he joined his colleague and very quickly joined me to attack me, you have not struck any more punch, they also quickly stopped from trying to attack me, just I was asked to go to the waiting room of the ward, heads came
talk to me, asking what had happened, I told them that nothing happened, only that it had complied with the order, as the guard still bleeding from the mouth, they knew what had been an assault was how it was, in a simple assault or an accidental situation and was told that I had no reason to attack the guard, and even talked with him, also told them what had been an accident and it was with this matter I ever claimed to.
They put me waiting for the investigation closed, call the security section of the valley of Jews, called for admission. But he was willing to go forward with my thesis that it really was an accident, could not admit it was an involuntary act, he lost. So I had to rely on the sense that they wanted to take this argument forward, had to be a contradiction between the guards. The guard was beaten milk, but he never really wrote that I assaulted him, who made the entry was the other guard, who had taken a boy there who was on protection, he had gone to the infirmary, too, is routine, being a prisoner in protection, must be accompanied by guards, actually I know he saw what I did, because he's seen everything, so it was that I made the contribution to be punished by a disciplinary tribunal that led me to also .
But on the day that I heard in the public ministry, I got to know that a process has been initiated for an alleged assault on guard Milk, but who accompanied me that day was the guard Oliveira, the story keeps me this was a friendship that created within the prison, attended a course in office applications at computers, monitors had a call Lina, I fell in love with her without wanting and this guard, Oliveira, also liked her and took her to court. He knew I liked her and she liked me, so there began the tie, won me friends, could have spoken ill of me in order to want to stay with her, started talking to me anymore, and he will listen to my statements in public ministry, and he wrote down everything I had said, I have held the view that had been an accident, because I never would have imagined that this would help save me, was like me, after that it went to Monsanto , a chain which has been refurbished to a common jail for a string of high security, was there in May 2007 that the chain was opened, however I went to Monsanto for having to wait for the proceedings, a complicated chain was made for harboring terrorists , more violent crimes, organized crime, we are always watched, constantly because we live in a harsher regime, ie the principle prisoners
were all handcuffed to leave the cell, had only one hour of recreation per day. But I only went there in May
2008, also took to this scheme to spend much time locked in jail, but I have not got the handcuffs already picked up a regime that is not open, but we had other occupations, we had football, handball and gymnasium, we could also visit the library but it was all merged, it was not all on the same day.
I was responding and I returned to defend the same argument, but when I left the van to drive me to the courtroom, I see that the guard Milk, the injured guard was accompanied by Oliveira and was far from imagining that it would have a lovely surprise when I started hear the testimony of the guard Milk, I heard the argument that I had held when I was asked in public ministry and that was when I felt that I had helped guard Oliveira. The court also claimed that they were not convinced it really was an accident, but did what it was required and there is no evidence to the contrary, nobody can be convicted. I was acquitted and my lawyer was excellent too, as had been awaiting trial in jail for high reliability Monsanto, made me an assessment, I lacked just two months to go free and transferred me to the IP of Alcoentre, there had already passed on that chain, I had a shipment that
was following several claims that I had done in prison, is a chain of open regime prison colony called, when they missed me two months they sent me back to there, to go out on the street, I left.
How great was my desire to be a chain of open system, because it took a year and a half at Monsanto and more occupations that we have here is a very closed regime.
Difficult to overcome, even though I already had extensive experience in these houses and prisons was right there in that Monsanto dumped the heroin, it was impossible to get in there because it hinders drug staple food or anything that was outside, the visit had a glass that does not allowed physical contact, but always said to myself all the evil that happened to me had a benefit quit using heroin.
*** END ***
PINK FLOYD - Us and Them
"Us and Them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me and You
God only knows
It's not what we would choose to the Forward he cried from the rear And the front rank Died
And the general sat And the lines on the map Moved from side to side Black and blue
And who knows Which is Which and who is who
Up and down
And in the end it's only round 'n round Have not you heard it's a battle of words The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
"I mean, they're not gonna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock, They Will not do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off lightly, 'cause I would've Given him a thrashing - I only hit him once! It was only the difference
of opinion, But really.
.. I mean good manners do not cost nothing to they, eh? "
Down and out
It Can not Be Helped That there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the Way
It's a busy day
I've got things on my mind For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The Old Man Died
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Fragments I
Cloistered in the frozen north and exposed a sheet old waiting to roll A light burned in orange tones
A warm blanket and forgotten
The soul that demands and tolerate the cold electrifying
Memory of a loose, unbound and fictional existential, the sound spreads the hot pace of loose-
Time to invade I
And explore a world without heat hot
On cooling, the atmosphere was not the same
The ball rolls to a corner
A point tilted under the ocean
The surface, the interior of the magma escaldan you to explore the jungle and impress the
Impressive leisure and not have another way of saying
They are words, words hot or very cold as the corpse dark Very cold, frozen forever
A dream of a hot spring and a valley,
A river without a laugh hope mutilated waiting to find
And show that eludes and alludes to build slowly and show
only imagine what distance without
And with the proper equation discusses the whole question
Hot very hot, even scorching sound
Guitar that vibrates with a thirst for culture
He is born its fruit and more or less astute
Resolve the situation without destruction
Now existentially stopped, affected by
Morbidity of words that convey the silence sur-Ten,
who claim to care more Acuid This is to raise the suspicion of the unsaid But effectively transmitted
Direction and writing.
The whole truth is that there is trust between
The thought and action way to find
Through the conduct
Tricks and maneuvers that generate the actual driver, and finds himself surrendered to the illusion of the word No sense dictates rightly
It's unbelievable
But any way have an underlying measure
By sheer misfortune of inappropriate
See grow and know what to do What a situation lacks any sense of his own description, vision or direction, often di-
zemos not what we think and see who is doing it right and learn from others and with signals of equal or similar
Or in the form of addition
Here is an example of mission
Any abstract sense of form
unrealistic
It was a truth in its totalistic
Unit and fragmented nature but united
In a world that is similar and as always
We have the likeness but not his equal there would be a deep reason and lost in his own alienation, this is a character by way of being
And feel the heat coming from the same inside
You may like
With a painter in a frame as straight as an architect, the absolute reason not final
With that on any subjugation
Or subversion of the imaginary
From a simple reality that went with
natural wit and sharpening unimportant, carried by the future that has everything from pure, as the reality of a tough month
Unconsciously and considerably exer-tion in its ferocity the experience of a visor-tivated only imagine that when an image
Captured here is a desolate time for the attention of Armed fragments
Here it joins the conscious to this Invade me to be writing, not clear from Almighty
As straight as the lines of a horizon where
The sun sets and hides
Dipped and asleep
He saw himself defeated, but never regret
For there to be born again and be as bright as it was the only one, the sun will keep our living
Bright and energetic mood is set in motion in which all details are de-scribed only the slightest sensitivity to happen
and memorize each word with its meaning
and maintained the silence of his patience, a dark foresight, not planned, but mi-norada any non-rational instinct, being that pervades me I'm not
He himself built and maintain the pillars as an Achilles, always present in the fictional world
In which it stands, without someone to be attentive
These spies are my I praise the reputation, the harsh reality, only
Heat engines of the locomotive
On this trip we do crazy and deep in the tunnel, may not return
to see the inside of your so dark with the output of the image and order a light, waiting only for an end
What motivates us and drives us
And something as an unbreakable force fascináveis as unreliable, difficult to know and never learn
It was a web that breaks though, coming back to form a web, and how tough it was an accident in the narration, there was a deep shot that killed him at a young age, the underlying hatred
But never indifferent to someone or your mind or any people, so in a way
Smart told everyone that we are all in our sum, and that more people will
Unlike similar and equal to its original character, in fact there is a puppet of any act and the number that represents a journey
Lost in space the letters
The art of creating space will own death
In any period, the culmination was never the end, dying for us never happens
It only happens to those who know us when we die and never know it was a word
That was not so simple but ingenious
A little sly as a fox who wants to feed a hunger to learn what is immeasurable, and always wants more knowledge, there is the source of longevity, never know what happens, but in the past and given guar-climber and was moved the faith of his riding-ded, and the limits are only the beginning
From a cliff
A youth of attitude, altitude outweighs any
And when we go down and see how much we have achieved
In the conquest only to know, be a little more
And I never want to lose and all we get to fly
At any point where it never fell for that, learn to fly and imagine
Everything, but everything is
Words
Fragments, ideas and thoughts. Deep water so deep
The arts of deceiving without alluding to a certain theme
The salty air and appears as if by magic The lightness and energy Embebecido sentimental and tender a little
Welcome to another addition of a single mo-
ment
Unmistakable and invincible ever since his victory was always his defeat and how they learned more
Just to be a loser of a battle in which more than anything he says and feels the taste of those payment entitlements le slider to whom he gave victory, because we only need to learn to live and learn
with everything that we reject.
Fragments II
Immersed, sunk in the distance a set of stairs
Gnash the metal steps
A cleaning rag, a bucket on the floor, squares, marble walls uni-
of four, a drop by drop and fall into deep, slightly, someone shakes the floor
Dim light, helpless, a just clog the surface
A ray of light with shadow effect, reflected in the glass-a face, a look at the shattering, just a dive wreck, a buoy emerging that saves me from suffocation, crazy, escaped and lost
Between stars and the emptiness of the abyss
Virtue in terms of attitude, in the fullness of experience and being, before fear, then off the piano
On the road passes through the lower tar
The piano was on the floor and then touching the
First sound, the first image the sound of the deep echo of emptiness that nothing of a fin
In water, finally jumping bond mo-
ment
And everything that breathes and is dragged to a fading illusion, it was different, for a moment
Profundez an ocean of liquid and salt writing pencil without color, was an actor
The show culminates in celebration
This one makes me happy, pajamas in bed, a bed shed
Fizzy and different, it was not a landscape image, all inhalation, alte-ration of perception, and the transmutation was
Clearly, no tears, no lines, no rules,
without something missing everything in nothingness, a tale that not grow
There appears, hardly tells us we are bound and, indeed, chains and padlocks on all sides
A slingshot, a target is stunned and is like an arrow without effect and a tie in a knot
A writing shed, incontinent, writing a blur, never cleared, all I saw wanted
And who has always wanted to have, and the bottom would not be a sharp, cutting and rolled rough beard, a mustache just a hair, and another one
Of each face, a touch of each insolvency Their sin, their timelessness to the Present and behold, only a total and only a rag in his bucket, a drop in the ocean, a wire
tied
and a written raped and torn apart, stretches
Only texts on paper
A brilliant night made an instant
A sun radiating warmth and a tile-lumi
nosa
And a mirror to see different, then the slight illusion, a drop that fell on the floor
And all without a no, then went to the surface
Reading a tenderness in the tab-rag
Fando
A dip extends to reason
And everything comes to the question, the glow intensity
The feeling of the situation is evident that after desecrated and chained becomes free from any agency or signaling ...
An open window curtain closed on
A view of the theater stage itself
A board, a lifeguard, that is the fortune, saved, then extended in the sand, I saw the earth and lived, ever since the time of the dive, all pride
Glows and we went down to the bottom of a mun-do, to see just a song, make it in satisfaction,
Suddenly a blow, a vision, we all live the reality of a premonition of something else would happen and would happen
The spasm of liberated and awake to the being who feels and a letter From a sonnet never perfect
Desnexada of a rhyme, ran a single sentence
From that stage, so where would we
Without going out and where we were
Without entering, in line with the disappearance
mysterious
A powder in a dirt spot
Illusion of truth in the whole comet explodes the imagination then, and live on this planet is not always bullshit, with a base
suspicion
The plot was set, the plan does not abort
Then I hear a voice absorbed, and the howl of a wolf bill in history, the destruction of perfection was contained
A rocket in a star beachfront
So weird what had been said
And I start to go down the stairs in the void
A single drop of a step, then the metal rail was automatic and only one foot in the river, barefoot and cold, all that is does not seem to be
Everything fades away and vanishes. All such and which is universal, then only one language, a mouth open for the pleasure-hungry kiss
Behold kiss and desire, a bite of your eyes
When your boat trip in touch
And one really do with something that is not unrealistic but a guess, your nose petiz a hot sensation, and flies and conquer Pluto, his heart
A stone in the pond
A life apart
A portrait is not always photographed
Behold the madness that was going to have a sanity
Went to the point where everything created and released a kiss waiting to be caught with a force
Only from there, with a conviction, always tied to his heart, a desire to pump and
From a current flow is thought
In the box were four walls
And a look of a filament for no reason just waiting to light up the strength, not fear, not wins or loses, is the will of
create and vague
Sea with a brush to paint the entire alphabet with each color, its syllable and strength, culminating in the desire to go
And go and let yourself go, especially to build a castle
In the stone under the waterfall and the river
In the current carry it forward, par-of had in mind something very different from the equal and a simple tale of the journey, the sound of virtuosity
Is not seen but spreads
So I climbed one more step
Still went back downstairs
In advance of a step and a levitating
And only one trying to climb each step to its firm and confident air of wonder
The piano broke down Tar Just had a key, and it was not a defendant was not sorry to have faith to believe in a promotion from being always and only get an instant
Fragrant landscape in warm glow of the sea you see the love in my dive, you were my buoy
In my boat sinking
Washed clean cloth in which the piano is mounted on a living room where
nobody wanted to be
And I just wanted to get there
Then the door was the exit
From all that and never will further imagine, was the desire to
you have in the heart loop
And your partner, it all pumping
And then the turbulent sensible and is less in the act
The bombing was already happening
From war to peace
Everything together with various direction
One from the go and expand it and then returned the bird that sings and
enchants just today learned their song In the lyrics, all sorted without coordinated The task was to bring and end to fear and not believing
I fail to return
This trip around the course was already
Depth of the drop on the roof, the window ajar and the cold, the dark of an act
of a fact, but it never happened and reported it is supposed to be invented thought
That was just emerging vent That water was only a seat of your kiss I wish you only play the piano
It was part of a plan for you to play the note that you will conquer
A keen sense a blunt blade
It was not a written that strike the strongest ever felt
A loose tie on the night of stars
A trip on the future
That will not come, this differs from country-tle and was the coup, was
just a story
That all desecrated and left at the end
What came in to Pluto, the only write
Love of one heart
Between two walls impossible to jump, where the fence
Nothing away, in a wide circle, a square rectangular
That node that pinch of dust off and see the piano playing alone in your pity and fourth
Dark a picture taken by the Standing lícula-roll, small images, in shades of fragments
I see that you are the piece that reflected on
It all comes together because I love you, mi-nha reflected the image, you alone are the mirror frame
The Vulgar
How to get out of this pain Which is immersed and exacerbates the suffering of only one hurt
And unique.
One glance to not kill, and discuss all the teardrop is the discovery of a layered and desecrated Heart
Then there's the current that drives me crazy
And my wrists and chains around the impulse
Of being sentenced to sick soul and dark
This dust that shakes us intruded by sen-
taken
And most of the physically ubiquitous va-
for the soul
This alienation is the root of the turbulent en-
contrada
In one maze, The I
You
Swept by the current submerged
The apathy of another day, smashed
The current that squeeze me, loose yourself ...
Urgent at the moment almost everyone expects ... The allegory of life, transported from bucolic
moments ...
The torch burning, struck dead, and behold a glow that lights the flame ...
For thee my poor heart burn, a loose horse waiting to be tamed ...
I enjoyed everything I feel, because you feel like you feel at that time infinity ...
That intersects with the past and marks surrounding any life to be lived.
Our reunion was thrashing in the magic that is only looking at you and see
Your motherly face, the feeling of affection and tenderness just pick me up all the bitterness ...
Just need to see you live and where even die ...
A hot lips move a sensuality, a transparent happiness ...
Meaning as a hug waiting to be lived-in, a strong marriage ...
Particularly well as you want, aspire to be so happy as a petiz ...
A root sown, nurtured and fortified ... Friendship is the noblest of love
Let my heart beat out your rhythm ...
I was a father there father
The magic moment of higher learning always hope
The greatest love
Love to have a child only a mother greater Love Child
It is always attentive and intelligent giant
Father and Son
My son explodes me with joy
The feeling, emotion, affection, love and affection, is a force that alludes to the joy eternal, the desire for affection, sharing, teaching lesson and because of both overflows
of happiness to that which one of us aspires to be forever young apprentice in his father beginner.
Meant to love you, how you feel, as each time a question of anxiety and just a little longer because fascinate me. Your brilliance will always for me a picture of bliss in a frame where we fit the two, but you are always the cutest.
Far from the simple rise came in thinking only you fill like you enrich me, you're crazy real tenderness
Tear
One day if I had a tear in your face depository to weep no more
Dream
He wanted to dive Intensely woke in the middle of the sea
From a sleep that will last years the wires, the sleepwalker Dreamer, a night of soul
That the bulk of the evening shade
If it invades and awakens the dark
Illusion of pure and raw, the more eternal
Wake up and see
What the deep sleep of him one day if there is - to wake up and believe in the myth of the dream always to get and to reach just one more piece to be
An infinite line with your mark ...
Pair
Did a kiss A peaceful slumber That numbs us
And wish for more may not want to know the sweet in you
And when you say words Mild and refresh the beating of a stir
From a heart that you think
Tight, interwoven And I never unleashed a stream
Veins that pump your heart I'm a breath of air with a rhythmic lightness and clarity never
Suffering or evil I'm like rain hitting the water in the sand and stone
I'm yours, who does not
Is detached and
You enjoying it readily
Without you prove
Behold, I am half
In search of his pocket
Plunged into a boot waiting to be unleashed And to tie a tie that never undo Because you are the shoe of the pair Who have my taste of love
Life
In the eternal saving
She then goes down
And then there is no way
Face it, around it or manipulate it
It's the terror of the dissident What burble and culminates a single point of mind Shutdown
Of creation, imagination Or just paint a dash of Green Fluorescent
Tone and grab life
In tone and live
Bloom, here is
The marker you've always wanted
Report, Lives
Intensely
Love
Behold quickly rediscovers desire If the conquered
Go back and crashing into the stones of the salt sea and bathed
Depth and layered
Here's what stands out
The cold that enters through the swim
Peaceful and abstracted
I found myself involved with getting water from the West Passage to the other side
Nothing is ever difficult to just step forward and the same step Let your heart ring
The music that is calling you
Wind, sea and land to conquer
Simply love
Wall
If it were to happen
Blow would not know the cold, restless mind The cold desecrated, sold and
The soul, this weapon from pure sentimentality No way, bound
The one body
That will freak out and never being
Coming, because the soul not mistaken, the interest excel but it is pure
If follows that prominently displays a closed circle, half ajar
For that to come and subjugation The illusion of immensity Surge thunder
And everything stops when the light But the effect of disease of the mind and body needs Those who consciously
Dive into the abyss of Being itself and the Levite, and remains as Appendix A disturbing
The moods
And the disease is a tumor of the spirit endured pain and how to negligently That the effect and impact on who
Is the meter and
Walking is the meeting of the soul, spirit, body, live in a Pooled
In everything that destabilizes the other factors because the body no longer endure the hurt of old diseases or ailments and then Of that spirit
Of self and selfishness Come to our will But disturbs the soul
And in this epitome of thinking
It acts on the spirit corrupted
And invaded
Pure, hard
Strong as a wall
Unable to jump
Think
A net of imagination
Vertigo, a stroke
Alluring
A madness immersed
And deep
It supports amicably Through beam line and a body of magic invades
And penetrates the conscious unconscious
The world of appearances
Behold live
Becomes the beauty
From a pure breathing
And the infinite becomes visible boundary between words and expands Feelings
And an act to amend Without Your thinking
Provoke thinking And Wondering imagine always outperformed
The standing,
Thinking and acting to change
Friendship
See all the evening twilight to Happen
Away from the shelter of the imaginary enemy, the
Go through each battle would Truce,
With peace of mind, turning
In the tranquility, the night was
The fall, and I began
To feel that touch That feel the soft skin the will and energy Ageless Friendship
The simple gesture of love stronger than any love or passion
And whatever the nest
Only the touch of a thumb
And just imagine
What felt
And the current passing
Of all the energy
Learning
Amazed and fascinated with the juice spilled, or affronted fact quite gloomy But sitting on alert status, without the slightest sense of minimalism From Here that runs through the city Integer, so confused or misunderstood
Do not know if everything was decided But it makes sense in the simple pleasures When
To write you to request not required, and when it happens remains vanishes
Everything felt
He saw, however
Just look, read and write interpret, assimilate Transporting Learning and teaching, behold the breath Grows
With the wind,
And then disappear, flying seven seas
For the said by said
Behold plunged, would
Deepened, the whole
Friend of Friend
This friend indivisible
And it was not visible but an alert, a thought From the talent that flies
Runs, runs and imagines
There and not being
But when witnessing the birth of the Volta a day each one thinks only because now, today, now
It is the future and writing
From enjoying a hard
Simple warm up and above
Create and imagine and return
The back and recreate
At your place for which I had never left it, but once there, is already
Look at the clock Preferably, Spot Actual facts and presence are Assisted and an original feeling of pleasure
That comes with the melt
And the blackout so normal
Dumb, and just simply The Wake up early and so As the dark and light up the night magic
And pragmatically was levitating and rowing a boat
With a north, a direction she was Razzberry and scintillating, that
One point,
With feedback and a sea
So hard to imagine
It was immense and awesome
This fury of the oceans that addresses clandestine journey Without host
A square ball was reversed triangle like a pyramid from a sarcophagus
In the spirit of soul ... As a forgotten Impenetrable
Living, occurring
Site an image of a leaf
It does not dry, its irrigation for the pen and the writing of our planet
Each antenna, satellite
Or simple
Maintain contact wire
With another planet and traveled As trees
In branches that grow
And the flowers
Gardener
That shine all day
They are like a glow in the moonlight
Would happen
And then
Another jump, another jump
To see a kid born and mostly see him grow and learn and learn all the notes and turned that Act, that the language of the child
It's soft skin to supremacy
Of children toward
Due to parents and teaching
Connivance of double Observer and learning to learn and know how a twin
Having a couple in which learning
It is very much my mutual Challenge yourself and your
We will always grow and learn
Know ...
And much live ...
Living
I have one prevents me from seeing what I'd like to be real
But ever loyal to conduct like a sad clown I'ma fake
The smile, the joy from the inside to the outside I do not obey a float
That makes me fall out of place
Normal would be traveling
And get a point where dista
Own view of
Abysmal feel a big step, however unnatural phenomenon as savage animal ferocity and Feels
With speed, tear
Strangle
And as forest
If an innate strength
The predestined %
0AAo failure at the time
And a trip in advance and no trace is the image of rebellious, hateful
And indeed sinful
Here is a swear
The temperature in the sky at the time, comes the cool and serene Alegre Marigold saying Stop, Flowers
And it grows, the momentum
Violent not a bad time goes by All the ferocity of Culminis and be enhanced suddenly leave
That nothing
Or nearly nothing
The inconvenience and
To pure momentum tells you is the noise Of Air and put you
The think I will win it all without fear, without ever learn not to live with the trap
That hatred we have is not yours, in your human self
You see that good deeds will make thee
The star on earth
When the curtain falls
I ask you to touch the piano 'Cause We've got a plan
Based on arrival we will never stop you from you do
And flies
Plane and flies
The storm cloud
It is a condition
Multi-factor that makes us in rain and wet harrowing face of Terna
Earthly
Serena seems to have read a conjecture An architecture
Without engineering
In its power, refers the fantastic, the unreachable realistic, because
We believe That all powers, above all had a glass envelope but dark shades Smoked
Absolutely transparent
The values are as
Flowers have to Shower them constantly And what is the seed grows in the mind
Be different from that we all have the same instincts and ferocity
The very soul of man Beyond the magic potion is due
The tunnel in which giddy
See the entry light
And with no end
The derailment of a bottomless pit Everything we have learned and implemented from pure
Here no one will win in its World
The tunnel is the passage
Experience the light of the entry
And enlighten your path
For what we have
It is the life line and that is to be conducted
Deep Love
Love suffered
It was also felt
Forgotten
In the bottom half lost
Repented and lived
Mask
How to stop living in the end and everything
Finally, behold, certainly nothing as certain as
What we do not have anything uncertain
Insert
Another line
Tiny and a continuous limit
Not a harbinger of the Infinite, so as the lines we have two points
The sunrise and the only infinitely
Only the face of death
How slowly is coming from a blow everything What did it feel, just another face Because they never saw the end but the
Mask of the dark
Remembrance
For you suffered for you felt loved Contigo Contigo lived never loved another I kissed in thee vi
In you got
Love will always remember
Felt
Nothing ever so much suffering for you wanting Dying Through me
For you I wrote
Therefore
I have suffered and died And you never ever felt lost only
Lover In a Moment
One day just seemed distant Far Love Someone
Already lover
Reflections
Awaiting the birth of something me and my mirror reflection
How good is only And not only reflect your image is too simple reflection mirror was passed without
Clear Night
One dark night So clear as to where Dawn
Corners by your charm
Become like the real
Whistling bird that flies and
All aspire to freedom
Writing
I ...
And the greatest good that I have a paper and a pen Especially Irresistible aspire only to thought
Passing
Morri!
Yes, it was the beginning of the end
The beginning of the volte-face
Without bitterness, but no tenderness
It was the trip
Performed without image, and without courage Opposing the lowest and the highest was time to leave
Or stay at this place, imagining Everything and anything from time to time he departed, and went to the bottom
At the far end
Do not fear nor tremble
The return journey is
Immersed in this world
In the depths of beauty
That all I have is all
And everything I want nothing, for when leave
Nothing will bring him, that's what I thought.
Abyss
Where I am on a precipice into the abyss
It's the end
Expected
And he walked like this, wishing and wanting
Jumping, hopping
And smoking
He was walking without a travel destination
The anxiety varies with age but live forever If so very anxious waiting for something, you always want to Anything, everything in us is interposed
How willingly involuntarily
Ladder
I sat down, consider,
But the result, not
It was close to expectations,
I went downstairs and enter the elevator
Light and dark, and behold, he is tightening the second maneuver own will
Hence it rose slowly and
Never falling Down
Headquarters
A tear, An intuition
Or destruction, that Thought is a nice drink from the flask from the refrigerator
And I bring to the headquarters and all is satiated and Magnifico
Existence
Unwilling to end, so is Ending ...
She comes ... I hear the words as well as I saw this terrifying Winner
Once Again I do not go
And therefore I am and am
Short
Sun
What was happening I felt sad for the dawn A suit
That came with nightfall Vivi, I am reborn and he relived the powerful
The Sun
Revive
In the curtain of smoke
Behold, there he is born
Without the scroll event
Behold, it was momentary
And that the slab breaks away and only just
To live a life more
For an image
It's simple to see every moment
On his image and be reborn
Look
The perfume, the smell of insanity, madness, torture of thought All unbound
No relative, an orphan's heart, only the pain of a love that hurts so many other
The look and kills
Desire and the Longing
Culminate
Just a moment, a moment came that
Thy thought, probably all exist not only how virtuous image
But in an appearance or function of state
The mind does not die in every moment of physical existence
And suddenly everything is
Delete, or may lead
Living Dying
To live or die? Alas, sorry, it arises? Obvious, who never killed anyone? Everyone has left to live
One moment. All without exception think how unfortunate pleasure and then we will die soon so we'll live
The contradictory of ridicule
Leaver
Dear Friend ... I write too far gone ... ... You Were my little friend ...
Tonight my soul cries ... for you!
take my heart a chance ... Please forgive me my friend ...
... lost my freedom away in heaven ... Were you taken ...
return's a pleasure ... so quiet ... silence, the half-way to who Died Were ... Forgiven last word ... ...
Interrupted
Evaporated on to me my soul, nothing left but rubble ... secret, outside the fantasy.
In a subversion emerged, floats idleness ... one more time, particularly ...
Be
A sound, a core of mouth, A soft touch, a color only a dream to enchant a single moment, only
Desperate and inspired a sharpening, no distance, no limit
The cutting of a hole, this framework goes beyond the imaginary chick blood, pain and Reddish inflamed by the sense of not having an enigma, but
a reality, a vision. When we joined the other and see
believe as a look
approver and supportive of a life, adulterated, inverted and mirrored.
From all the heartache that I feel
I belong to anyone, without fear
compassion, insane, without passion and pure soul of a node without power, but interwoven, and united in a
only sense of wanting and finally have, and at the end
nothing to be ...
Absence
If you touch and see your world, would be unclean, without a touch of sensitivity change, at least to believe that anyone
beyond my reality. My simple sadness
is like all the happiness attainable as unreachable. By magic, without irony
In one day you say, touch me feel, how you look at me and see who I am and what not
I'll be near you.
In a fiery match the pain that burns in me when everything closes burn. Never took you out, in fact you say that you suffer because you never know, and let
that I loved you and always love you ...
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One day ...
Planted a root ... In my heart ... Today, this tree ...
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It lives ... Inside me ...
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Monday, 30
April 2007
Transformer
Balance of forces that transform the glittering reality.
Switchbox Controls positions and destinations of current universal.
Sunlight
Illuminates the insides 11
obscure the nature of land.
Fountain Fall like drops on the ground that the source of life and light.
Lighthouse
Search incessantly so
rotary motion abnormality.
Electrocution
Nerves plow with noisy cardiac electrocution.
Electromagnetic waves
Thoughts come and go around the circle, wavy waves.
Electricity
Runs through my body this current leads me to the circuit wave.
Electrical pulse
I am shaken by impulses which move from electric mode.
The light of truth
Glows when the truth discovered by impulse.
Blackout
Shut up the voices tormented by the feeling of being bright.
Candle Light
Lights pain
accumulated from the melted wax.
Electric doors
Open gently touching, but no closing time to open.
Motorcycles chainsaw
Cut the roots of hatred vibrant dark energy.
Electrocuted
Electrocuted in smoke light that erases the memory.
Electromagnetic turbulence
Swarm in the minds turbulent electromagnetism endless.
Monday, 30
April 2007
Ray electrifying
As lightning electrifying energy that paralyzes the mind.
Lights diabolical
Every being has a devilish light of electrifying flashes.
Flashers
Flashing lights plaguing me
the uninterrupted flow of current.
Dim light
Lights illuminate opaque outlandish beings in the dim light.
Wires
Electrical wires run through my body vibrating with energy.
10th Circuit Electrical
Rise and move towards the 10th circuit and there is a power failure incorruptible.
Fall Electric
Electric fell on the words of ecstasy and sensations.
Cut light
Sharp and bright echoes,
shining light grabbing voice breaking.
Dark lightning
Flash brightly dark beings with errant eye orientation.
Fluorescence
Flourish and fall, not thunder in all directions and senses.
"Ofusculência"
Lancinating lightnings overshadow the pleasure of others feelings and perspectives.
Incandescence
Intersecting arcs deep into your soul that hold the electrode - shocks and dynamic glow.
Electrocutáveis
As a hint to me hammer out the discrepancies of the sentiments that appeal to a light strong and determined.
Absence Crepuscular
I curl up in lights gently acute of my being, I delight in a gentle radius.
Reminiscence
Agreement immersed in a bright day, I prepare to leave the Dark and the Power
Light, Power and Energy will distribute throughout the Community constellations.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Light Menacing
Threaten these lights convalescent
that plague us and let foresee the danger.
Light Presence
This light that accompanies you in moments of bucolic and unable to confront you intimacy in secrecy.
Red Light
The bright red light and blocking nerve accelerators.
Shock
Shocks sails and minds of contaminants without impulses spread out.
Light Company
Illuminated what does not happen and neither company feels light.
Thunders
Thunder crunch and shatter noise
thirsty for pleasure.
Mighty Light
Powerful lights condemn
instruction to the lives of others by voices
Rays
How powerful and lacerating Rays cut ties that bind impossible.
Luz Fosca
Clouded consciousness
that penetrate into bulky beam.
Intense Light
Intensely lit up the mists of the Dark Light
Cosmic Light
Cosmos as a pervasive and deep
which relieves the oblivion of the soul.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Power of Light
The healing power of light struck me right in the filaments of the foreskin of despair, I am grateful. This light guided me in the direction of current ecstasy of everyday life, struck me sick and the future
unreasonable to so yeah ... thunders into slaughter
I like dynamite and flash brightly stripped of pleasure fatal.
So yes cured by light and move it cured me and got out of the bowels of caloric accuracy and precision. But I wonder if this light will illuminate the past because I'm afraid she has no power to run light. Hence there are two poles, two extremes of energy. And I was struck by the positive and healing rather than the dark and haunting. This light comes from the clarity of emotions and rationality of the twilight of the immediate and impulsive, without transition and opaque meanings, not feelings or embedded nailed.
The light is strong, intense and will burn all its rays on who opposes it, join the light, to feel
there will be no impulsive force and power grabs that have the talent and strength as a Blue Ray fan and cutting non-lived bad moments and thoughts
malicious and pervasive that victimize us as sound-light bras without the feed. I just say that there is light in you and there is thunder, storms, power and light, mainly light clear and pure in its most
primitive fire that fire that crosses in and feeds us and sometimes we burn, so life is made of light transient and opponents against their sense of reason or energy to give us strength and vitality to withstand the shock faded, and without their strength reproach and that apologies are in causes of their involvement, there is no light energy and ener-gy has everything, everything has its light and movement and current, ie the self that often intimidates us and we con-
fronta with strange accusations do not understand because they are not Exculpatory not dare to clash with other energy but rather trying to extinguish its light, but it is present and how it unfolds, infiltrates the senses of vision and shows us the clarity of thought through the silence of the times, and how to harden shuts
and enjoy the view of the disabilities that inglorious others pass through negative energy or positive energy-po. But the fact is a light blue ray bully, but who accepts that power in it if you want to carry it and the speed of light, the immediate, the second tranche of the moment, the moment it is instantaneous and hence there will be no cuts in the framework or conduct more ridiculous because everyone is entitled to power, whether positive or negative effect.
The influence of lacerating black Faiska happens in neutral pole of wisdom and carries the insanity of ener-gy vibrant and hungry for pleasure and luminary, so
I advise using your own energy to be reaching for the light and blurring an ardent smile like ashes, deprived of heat, but frantic when shaken. Quadrant of another have thought the Blue Ray with imperturbable lights Christmas tree and stressed that drive us to distraction. The Blue Ray knows his path, direction, guidance and insight has to frame and photon energies, possible short of the tours, but vibrant and impulsive always travels at-speed of light but not blue ray. It is this transition
power faced by the energy pragmatic but not effusive obstructive that prevent us from living the instant, the thunder shakes and prominently affect the sound wave that produce super-sonic speeds but not so powerful.
As a direct confrontation by the people oppressed and thicken the lights bright opaque that distort what is real and it seems unreal, but there are also lights fictitious
it is the power of the light of imagination.
Blue Ray
Infuriated, the Blue Ray invades me be resplendent with energy that flows into the pores of dirty prejudice and intolerance that this blue ray will hit.
Artificial Light
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Laser Light
This laser light is penetrating and so invisible to the pene tra-not visible and invisible.
It's a light in the master seer and-out hardened assumptions and zillions of others to own seer. Imperceptible and harmless causes through its beam a Suction thoughts and preconceived ideas to their own poison with poison and its antidote.
Attic Light
This smoke light pierces the mind's hidden in rags
memories undone in loose heads and steering action, action that the step motor that cools the thought of slow and frantic massificadoramente uncoordinated.
Penetrating the idle time is enthusiastic and dis-tributes to the lights
Brain and exciting current electrical stimuli in ca-wandering.
Intensifies in body mass and distributes light practice and hypno-numbing, as one will set the rhyming gibberish.
These lights come in any attic head with eclectic roots of the latest engineering.
Some have monkeys, others only attics, attic other lamps that obscure the main entrance, I wish to enter attics with memories, pen-thoughts, short life lived without great causes but
with memories. These are memories that light the attic forever and some are always open or closed in chests.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Lightning
Heats and darkens and becomes still and silent, but range and noise when it happens is panting and avas-salador that infects the rage to live and be present
between lights and other lights or even simple
dark transient but marked with sighs and silences that breaks the most electrifying. That lightning that you erase the issue of consciousness marked by groans and eloquent that precipitate action ne-loader sense of opportunity to be stationary at the time that another lightning fell in this world.
Ashes of Light The ashes that mark you heat the irons from the wild and only a strong
battered are contaminated by ashes of Light's past and future ubiquitous that you do not forget and that rebellion. Cut up the spur of the moment
and spreads slowly tearing profusely and telling you controls you, and you throw into a pool of light that drowns in memory of the words incontinent and spilling their place of birth. In turmoil are the burning ashes of a mag-magnetic body that flickers and hisses in your heart burning with desire for something manly and masculine or feminine and so sexy, this double character insult you like a split personality that does not sag or to a side or the other. The ashes of light and heat the dark frivolous in their heat and have the protection of the rains and devoured that spread across continents and timeless space.
In light of Pleasure
This light that invades us and gives us insights of luxurious and takes us to the many pleasures of greeting and anxiety chemistry of pleasure-sedentary
nity, but not encrusted, but printed on the faces of naive pleasure that illuminate the alien being or feeling or emotion.
Emotion that you feel happy and dazzling resplande center and relieves contractions felt by the excess of pleasure over the one that redirects to the other senses and pleasures.
As the light of joy grows and feeds on addiction that will not shrink and does not wobble and crash crazy hair in the denial of pleasure.
Light Hypnotic
Grope mesmerizing felt in the face of the light pres-ence feelings that promise the desire of the addiction of the light which leads us to streamline and believe there is light.
Through it we are taken without credit and no debts, es-
stagnating, as the hypnotic life of transcendent beings who indulge in pleasure sources hypnotics.
Vices such as rave hair and brow of shame and idleness. This transcendent light that leads us to new challenges in the same thought dif-ferent in reaction, reactions such unreasonable and pure facing the pure desire to have the light in his power to be fed by it and driven by loose stones that come together as clay on heating.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Intense Light
Intensely that light is divided between bodies disposed of motion and oscillates between two easy ways to illuminate, but without any electric current, it is self-sufficient and exists in sorrow and dismay of hypnosis systemic that feeds and develops.
But consciously is a light so intense that apa-ga and auto-transmit powers even erased.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Psychedelics thunder
Psychedelics intertwine in the noise of the brave tro-Voes that support and enhance the anomaly that arises from being covered by the thunder-the psychedelic.
Well here it radiates coherent light, no power
or ranges, that would just be a pretext for the abnormality of thunder black, which is caged and grunts in the strangest and most profound sense of absorbance
the reason why he stepped aside, range and move without the least secretive, seemingly psychedelic lighting world who grieve it if you want to mislead, or enjoy the pleasures spread biased dyed colors oblique stagnant, unwilling to create or mere indulgence .
Imbued with the spirit of the fragments of thought, in fact all those who are fragmented imagi-nam another world, away from disturbances, such as when we scratch ourselves irritate the eye, or simply you blink. This move alienated from other movement, glows and spray away the minds and oblivious to the simple fact of being a busy
or agitated.
Thunder is psychedelic and drive away spirits, without which they manifest, as there is, is a reality of parallel rumors and intransigence as the bogeyman, and nobody here eats weird personalities and aliases of pre-existence even in the absence of fact.
Hence, all that is unreal is timeless story, but it does anything, afraid, afraid that we deport a horizon of five dimensions, polygons and linear, but not likely or even capable of any trait, this trait is that the hemispheres apotheotic and transcendent thought.
Not flower or grow in filaments of reason tracta abstract ideas, but impulses are born characters
already seen, and decorated movement imitation and appropriateness to the moment, but all made aware and minimally calculated. Without the thunder calculations is real and
unpredictable so it is a genuine spontaneity-bility that it is absurd to think of any other energy source psychedelic.
Creak and grind the heads of old and already disadvan-baskets in yellow leaves and eaten by bibliofagos
And without any perseverance intimidate obsolete memory and made and counterfeited to its measure. Surrounded by measuring devices, welcome the rotulantes abexins and laugh at the thunder of Abyssinia.
In light of the past are urged those living in the light of the past, those dying of celestial bodies in addition to invade proe-MinEnt that happens, the immediate.
But all issues are bright, light intensity, more
sas or less, but are not energy radiation
are consistent with the past, not even mo-ment before. Past lights emit ra-mediations so that harmful but not block out any light that is bright and radiant light want at any time, impulse or momentum.
For the past intersects with the present, moment, momentum, or the second tranche, but does not influence its energy nor its current luminosity. We are therefore always in time for the powerful light and limpid stream of ecstasy that cuts through the wind on your face pleasures hitherto deprived of intent Gyrate-motion rivers around the pleasure of light or be illuminated, because what counts is certain is power or voltage of the intense current that triggers the electrical impulse that passes through the simple look in light of its the past, less intense light, radiation from past lives, but not the principle of guiding light triggered
motion pulse of light without shade, played the second snapshot, just a simple click and you're done there was light in his eyes sharp and dangerous and burning glances of envy and hatred that just creep around lights of the past and cling the celestial bodies you with radiation. Well Radiation is radiation contamination and that is, so that anything stronger than light his light at the moment, at all times with any current without radiation, since no light is stronger than another, is a question of radiation - tions, and I do not come with these lights innate because each has its pure light, thirsty and will respond with imagination and pure ima-energy development and creation. Magic light that has colors in his light, reflected in shades of yellow sun energy.
In fact there is not much light, there is only pockets of exis-
tance of remaining balanced and objective way that is not capable of viewing. So there is not real, is the result of powerful ray that we alluded to raise awareness.
Lightning But what is consciousness? What is really conscious or unconscious here is a barrier that is not likely to materialize for a lot of sense to do and to understand that we all would tell gimos for the moment. This decay preconceived barrier to materialize and saying they were current intranspo-levels when in fact there are no barriers in the real.
Everything is so real and imaginary or unreal all live in the same chain of illusions, the headquarters of other studies Pirithous that does not affect us because it actually exists, or indeed there is no barrier between the desire and the light is always present in the unconscious conscious and We reserve to ourselves because we believe in chains, but here too there are no currents or impulses
yes there are imaginary creatures celestial paciais aerospace-living as they say in light of the past, the majority ruled that the light had to have power or measure, but then again who are they to interfere in the light, the light does not rings.
Observe the light and gets a clear look to it
Friday, June 22, 2007
Natural Light
Nothing more natural light that is clean and natural because it is natural to conform. Conformance, adversity
ties, conflicts, which serve as mere indulgences
accumulator conscious attitudes and problems but not as deep as they are natural. Between natural light and there is minimal impact from this that involve the natural-
see us and makes us feel at ease and quiet, because everything is normal and natural.
Air, natural joy that surrounds us, the one that hits and runs and especially touch, gentle touch for those who like puffs of lightness.
Wednesday, 27
June 2007
Light on Nuclear Energy
Potent source of energy radiates in transformations, mutations psychological, which we consider ourselves so struck by this nuclear power. This light vibrant
energy increases the impact of light be transcen-dent of mutations and that in fact they are suffering but as a peacock that seeps in the seized and impulses that lead us to act. Boost this dynamic and clear explosive radiation. Hence we have the ex-west in its maximum force of energy, nuclear agents that will fix the light and crumble impossible to destabilizing because it is the epitome of the power of transformation. And nothing stronger than transforming, the change that lifts us and potentiate in rela-tion to radiation.
Psychotropic Lights
As if by magic or harmony they perch and flap their wings and float these lights psychotropic that fascinate us and the reality that trade as either a good desire but is anticipated to be a bad omen for the quan-we return to this world, where as a time machine us away from the real dimension and transports us into a fantasy world, or unreal pleasures.
Hence there is a third dimension of activ-sensory energy and dark when viewed from the perspective of other crazy reality inhibit the oxygenation and flow lights psychotropic gaining ground from various perspectives and dimensions Voluptuo-sas that excel and those who retain in sporadic epi-dios. No oppositions between light or world realities or because the nature are the lights.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Thunder
As before a break bitter and long lasting, raging thunder that feeds the Land of the survivors of light amorphous and transparent. Refugees in bodies ce-east of the bitterness they have put this uncontrollable rage enhanced by washes of light and power. Burns and feeds the light of being that makes the invasion of these ne-pomp blackouts in darkness away from light and power that lets itself be subservient and inflame the magma Thunder enhances the energy and happiness of light. Felici-tion of light beams uncharacteristic of human-
cos of being.
Saturday, 21 July
2007
Generator
Love Generator, generator or love!
What fuels this desire carnal not virtual, and this emotional link kissing transparent and thirsty for something vital to the development of energy ties emo-tion and trams.
This generator feeds egos and personalities with hidden faces daily as the representation takes on the breakfast or dinner, or water that feeds the energy of the day to day.
Without masks or agonizing thoughts, frame-drama-reality in the power of love or love the energy of electric and looks sharp and penetrating-ing representative of love and loneliness that lives fueled by a cable that never shuts down, a energy incorruptible, but true, always!
Always thirsty electrifying look of desire and some patience
invented by the monotony of the days and faces pel-representing almost nothing in the mean electrical wires are loose. Adventure up the imagination of the motor and innate realities but cleared of choking with instant contact. Contact indispensable to life motor, this engine of consensus reality of being and not being there, but oblivious to other realities almost imperceptible to the conscious desire, but he
is there!
There is always this sense of opportunity in the immediate future, so the media can not be watery but slides in the thoughts of love generator means and resources available and how to love generator is always on the lookout for any and or a non-tro virtual and controlled this very being of condescend, then it can not divest themselves of the pleasure it generates, and proliferates in these ever-present faces of the piece of soul you always wanted to stifle.
Because you can not sell any piece of energy, because energy is one and multicultural in its sense of satisfaction, satisfaction that develops several reality-ties, because we are imaginary and virtual, only the presence of others or on the mirror to hide new
regulatory power of the spirit energy of neutrons, these are the real animals of light. Dragons lights can light up!
Electric Current
This current runs through us and that reinvigorates the day-sarily gives us strength and mimicry of gleaming errant beings, yes! Errant because it can stand the force of light or convalescent sick and oppression that affront to reality dualistic and oppressive.
Do not weigh upon this stream of negative poles who infiltrate deep subconscious pain and reducing the critical and negativistic personality, food-ta-te but of transcendent reality and positivity of anti-chemical and chemical feeders channels the spirit of innovation and achievement , realization that this is personal and non-color as feeders to the frantic Ridas no pleasure, but that draws the mind to the magnetic waves of thought and
mitted. The transmission of thoughts is real
is magnetized and develops circuits and nobody can deny that these circuits have current spreads in the air of timeless sensations and pleasures OprI-kids, because we are all starting to beta-blockers but outside energies that enhance our thirst for living.
These pulses therefore affect our reasoning and sometimes conflicts occur or develop in the pen to marry, but that can bring happiness to power, with the excitement that the gates will lead to external reality.
Light Blue
Triggered strong emotions in the light blue crosses bridges and ladders and infiltrating the feelings of power that feeds and develops this potential spiritually tuos.
Welcomes with its beams the beauty of the ultra-sensitive trans-parency of friendship eloquent wishing for something more blue, stronger, more intense, and develops
we constellations with feeling and profound ramifications of being alienated in this wave Hertzian.
This power affects oblique minds bereft of feeling of living in shades of blue, turquoise affecting deep and lasting friendship, he carries in itself magical beams of madness and delight lovers of rare beauty and blue toning. In filaments intensity twilight it develops and transmits energy and warm protective evils and pleasures with Aug-nia and silence, there is not a mask that eludes us and alludes to the abstract thought, but rather a strong blue light and intensifying pleasure of real and imaginary, but it affects and who it affects always be transported and
be no limits to the intrinsic and lasting friendship.
She falls in love and almost bereft of reason but which serves food to the excitement, come and bring pleasure and delight of lust, that pleasure is all calories and invades
and is a frenzy of excitement with this blue light that lies down and clasp the accumulation of wind energy that are emptying with time but does not disappear in the future present, that is always present this protective light that will not let us develop the level of Luminous uncontrollable pleasure.
Monday, 23
July 2007
Power Cord
Vibrant current of anxiety runs through bodies atra ves-electric cables feeders and hope for something new and amazing that leaves us static
movements but with racing thoughts and anxiety.
Paralyzed from moving up the tension in fits and actually measured and controlled movements of thought we went downstairs where we turn to one another.
It is on this ladder of thoughts which we categorize behaviors, faces and movements and we framed the descent and ascent of the moments of life and light feeds the escalator that takes you non-stop to the madness of reality that prevails in sec. XXI, energy, magic, costumes, all with apparent harmony, but
beware of the stairs, not everyone is going down the stairs
treadmill of life, there are beings who climb stairs that rise above all someone supports them, is this sufficient or you will be a question of balance.
Balance of forces is crucial to the balance of movement and falls and rises to the level of each individual, but not all deserve to go down and support us on the climb, effort and perseverance is a fundamental, then raise yourself to the spirit of sacrifice without injury or stops
and she'll take the light of the thinking being. Without balance of outside forces that can sag, the stairs are solid and fed by cables of hope come to the cord most important cycle of life, this energy that feeds the earth.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Effervescent Light
Cai and fizz, dilute and expands into branches of light from an unconquerable desire for it is an illusion as all eyes effervescent light that then collapse when confronted with external reality.
Endowed with malice and counterfeit episodes spo-Periodicals effervescent madness of desire as the love that grows and contaminates, occupies all thoughts and let it dominate and be overbearing, it is the exchange of revitalizing energy, the effervescence that neck goes out, the content is light there.
Sky lit
Nothing stronger than the desire to achieve the perfect balance of the illuminated sky, as are stars that give it life and thoughts and ideas move or indeed the desire to concrete.
Nothing more beautiful than the sky lit by energy constellation which called for a constant interaction between the star and the star power is unique, as I say anything stronger than a soul with heaven-illuminated swimming will and desire for change and interaction and star thoughts magnetize touch.
Sunday, July 29 de2007
Leakage Power
It frightens me how energies vanish in smoke without a flame, this is not wanting to interpret reality waistband-mica. I was disappointed when vital energies are suppressed by crystallization of accommodation and feelings is certainly a mask of political correctness. O soul of pure energy transforms you into a spell and fly over the minds that have no current impulse to the truth of the facts and the constant muta-tion of things are changing cycles and stages by which all start and develop, but never in the way
sofridão fear and feelings. Free yourself and
extends up and above all life suffers mutation, this change that propels us.
Tuesday, 28
August 2007
Light of Life
Submerged passions of madness. Why, I instinctively want to be loved and loves of.
Passions and disappointments pave the way for many illusions. Deluded and love me focus and concentrate on all the methodology of how to truly love, that which pierces-
or falsity. Nu in the field of action to be loved this is the true identity of being, being loved so requires of us a deep sense of why we loved and yet there is a dichotomy necessary than happy to reciprocate love and also-also, this interaction assumes that 1 +1 = 1, when logically one can not enjoy anything. So logically 1 +1 = 2, correct, but the conduct will not be productive if the result is not the technical tie the attitudes and values and behavior in general, hence there is a position which then join in the middle of lovemaking.
Understood this truth and will only source of pleasure, or be an individualist or other action, one should consider action as true freedom.
Well, I have not lived enough to overcome the following steps, logical or illogical to be chosen from several of you do not want to be absolutely sure, so I imagine that ass once in a while, and today there is hardly dumb themselves, but the donkeys are artificial, that trick, but who truly mind-sometimes arises in this paper, draw your own conclusions.
I'm not here for that, in fact I have misgivings about madness, and attitudes that do not make, since the fool is the only under certain circumstances and when judged by others, that is often depends on the habitat. Diverting some of this reasoning I then di-
zer I'm crazy, I assume that many people liked
hence, we are never satisfied, we want more love and more and more ...
Why so amorous ambition, as I put the question. Retreat by saying the following, all are free
to run amuck in love, we are vulnerable and often manipulated.
We believe that it is true that we love, why, because we loved that feeling affection and triggers that awaken the wisdom of life, the act of love and pass that love clearly and sponta-neous, because saying I'm entitled to be loved as to love yourself and then give birth to life through an effort towards a path one and no-but lagre or pain.
Enjoy a wonderful being that presents to you
Maximum energy progenitor. The light is reproduced beams that illuminate the solar system itself, believe me.
Never on a distant horizon to capture the light of love, because it spreads by contact, stimulate
revitalizing these energies.
And do grow up and be the equation 1 +1 +1 +1 +.....=
infinity. Well there's love in the magnetic field, strength and seductive lure a desire to meet and satisfy the desire or simply enjoy.
Saturday 1
September 2007
Energy Associations
Light: Heat: Sun Power: Segregation: Saliva: Kiss
: Sharing: Feeling: Joy: Party: Birthday
: Years: Age: Old age: Patience, Perseverance: Conquest: Sacrifice: Pain: Healing: Medical: Health: Vitality: Energy: Power: Impotence: It frustrates tion: Suffering: Fall: Vertigo: Mad: Mad: Mad: Hospital: Inpatient : Deprivation: Desire
: Will: Want: Win: Win Battle: War: Death: Loss: Disappearance: No
: Solitude: Thoughts on Creation: Invention: Lie
: Cruelty: Immoral: Punishment: Punishment: reprimand
: Fine: Police: Security: Security: Stability-from: Balance: Imbalance: Freak: Illness: Psychiatry: Help: Therapy: Clinical: injection: Nurse: Morphine: Drugs: Illusion: Deception: An-siedade: Nervousness: Voltage: Brawl : Fighting: Fighting
: Winner: Racing: Competition: Adrenalin: Fear
: Fear: Doubt: Enquiry: Question: Answer:
Question: Curiosity, Interest, Satisfaction: Pleasure
: Orgasm: Sensation: Conscientious: Responsibility-tion: Guilt: Guilty: Innocent: Freedom: Freedom
: Justice, Honesty: Truth: Sincerity: Trans-parency: Unseen: Unreal: None: Imagination: Creativity: Dream: Sleep: Sleep: Tranquil
: Quiet: Stopped: STOP: Signal Symbol: Drawing
: Pencil: Rubber: Tire: Road: Travel: Trans-portation: Train Line: Needle: Pin: Sewing: Operation: Intervention: Change: Transition Phase
: Escalation: Rating: Indexing: Terms: Words: Phrase: Dialogue: Communication: Expression: Statement: Introduction: Introduction: Preamble
: Introit: Paper: Sheet: Tree: Nature: Wind:
Air: Sea: Fire: Earth, Solar System: Energy: Light: Power: BLUE RAY:)
Thursday, 4
October 2007
Energy Revitalization
Live the Dissatisfaction with Satisfaction
Light Prosperity
I am all the colors to paint your world
Sunday, 7
October 2007
Paralyzing Light
Something we will not stop if we want to continue, but why stop if it is action that takes place and generates emo-tions, sensations and stimuli, why when someone responds and reacts, action my friends, patience
and intelligence to understand the other being confronted pains. That is the question why free energy that paralyze us as if we were children with no response. Courage my dear the word is an order to be judged and who will be the judge of reason, who is normal and abnormal ... nobody!
We all have faith and I have faith in those who have faith to endure the doubt give the will and desire omnis-aware and present, but as a harp and alludes that eludes transmits sounds with echoes delusional mermaid. Nothing more than relax and listen we have two ears and one mouth so listen twice as much as we speak and
silence is action, not naivete or lack of control, few resist silence thou must experience can even be tantalizing answer many questions but subjective and sociable silence is mute but can serve as the perfect weapon willing uncontrollable impulsiveness and desire for this relaxes listen and hear the silence in you!
Wednesday, 10
October 2007
If one day be a radius
If a day is a ray, it would be destructive, scary, noisy, relentless or was bright, beautiful, radiant and energetic ...
Each ray is how humans different characteristics, different modes of action, different light, ie each beam / be unique and exclusive. Well if one day be a minimum radius was unique.
Each ray has the form of action, as in people at any time such action appears in fractions of moments.
Do we have the radius of action / being, it might change its direction and destination. In relation to targets and
first time I invoke the name of God, one day appeared to have a conversation with faith and beliefs of a follower of the Koran that told me the following story which I shall describe, you are given a set of hands and ask for the vehement God who comes out the top score and went up a bit. My Dear story boils down but he finally threw the dice? But apart from this story I will tell you that we share and we spoke / to be acting with the environment and each
throws the dice with your energy / shape / behavior.
Friday, 12
October 2007
Teachings of a Diploma in Father Light of Life
I thank my Father this contribution to my teach-ing
well ... a little of everything ... this is how we shape them to me ... when we are attentive to life ...
At around us ... with sensitivity to all
Light Reflective
Think I'm Crazy Logo
Sunday, 28
October 2007
Morning Light
How good is like waking up in my world, with the canary to sing, the fish swimming and oxygenate the tree. I present to you my accomplices:
The Canary Pintas enchants with her singing.
The Fish and Smartie that nothing slips over the water. And Bonsai Amazon breathing and inspires.
In addition to this glittering and inspiring three beings of my world, most dwell a world globe under the window
which amounts to the world as it was 20 years ago, only
For example there was still the Union of Socialist Rep.-
Soviet lists. I have still two roses of the desert, both composed by the time grain of sand of deser-to make me envision a world united under these roses are a globe in its original color which to me means perseverance and another painted in shades see -
des strong that symbolizes hope for me. In my world I write, I imagine, and I feel as if unperturbed. In a perfect warm and bright with the morning to write some loving soul here who want to imagine the rose of fraternal union.
Tuesday - 20
November 2007
200 Days with the "vulgar" Filipe Moura
I woke up in a reality different from the usual and explore in the fields of writing through this blog would expand my being.
I reflect on how the transmission of thought and equate it to a light and power.
As we all think about multiple perspectives need to follow a chain.
The soul has moments of disturbance. The way we look is not always naive.
The energy expands. Troubled minds with misdemeanors are perpetuated ados.
The voices in unison they sound louder than one voice.
Words are an art of expression.
From now on there will be inspiration. The heartbeat is the rhythm that expands the veins.
The prosecution is done by stealth.
Everything has its Q. We all believe in evil. Sometimes they make us shut up.
We all think. The memories are not always present.
Pratiques not hate because it is bad. Not every time the opportunity at the right time.
Sometimes just because we suffer. We all have freedom of expression.
Nothing more honest than truth. I have several forms of expression.
Being well is to have balance.
Balance is a series of routines. Being nervous is an imbalance. People like commenting.
We all have purity. The sun is a source of energy.
Love generates universal compassion. The abnormal is nothing happening. When we all forget. There are always multiple perspectives. Many ideas few convictions.
There are things irremediable. All are subject to injustice.
Love is a source of pleasure.
Always alone and protected. There are people who do not like to think.
Consciousness is a flashlight that enlightens us.
We all have vices. Sometimes we fear. We all say stupid things. I do not write for anyone.
We all have something we do not want to remember but it's nice to know when we are sad and always admit it and not hide it.
We all have vulnerabilities. We all feel the pleasure of something.
When the opportunity lurks opens the door for him. There is a sentiment felt toward the other. Nobody is Nobody and therefore everyone has to say-to shine.
Friendship is always a good principle that a friend is another self.
Follow your instinct that you see the positive.
All we can be loved and to love we love is light generator.
When we observe that we are loved-up feeling.
Love yourself and increase the birthrate. Always with the words in games crossroads. No doubt a sentence but with its antagonistic logic opera-ca to avoid suffering.
"What the old have not wisdom but pru-ness" so listen!
We all know good and evil and we have our hand in this decision to be good or bad.
Some sanity is madness. Really know is important and if possible to be in graduate school life.
I'll turn for you, for me and for those who like
me. Change to evolution.
Tuesday - 27
November 2007
Associations electrifying
I! Sorry! Think! Apprehend! Capto!
expando and energy all day! Light attracts light!
Power is knowledge! Knowledge is learning!
Learning is finding out and feel!
Reflecting feeling is!
Pick up is learning! Apprehend is true! Perform self!
I am, thou art, It Is, We Are, They are! We are all I have!
And I have Are They! And they is us!
And just who are we? We are why we exist!
We exist because we were created!
Creation by design! Light of Life!
Light of Creation! Imagination and Reality!
Dualism between what we want and what is fact! Interpretation of the facts that are true!
Reality that surrounds us! Habitat where we were Created! Kinda makes us! Transformation / change! innovation and change! CYCLES change STEPS! A phase transition!
transition BARRIERS!
TRANSPOSE overcome CYCLES AND DIFFICULTIES!
difficulties CREATED AND imaginary or real-DE!
difficulties / problems interaction BETWEEN THE SUB-CONSCIOUS AND AWARE!
conscious AND ACHIEVEMENT! AND PROJECTION unconscious! projection OF U.S.!
existence!
We exist soon I EXIST! WE ARE U.S.!
a WORLD!
a WORLD, IN U.S. MANUFACTURED IN U.S.! we ACTING ON THIS WORLD AND WE ON THEM!
I act UNDER PART OF YOU!
YOU CURRENT ON THEM!
they ARE the world!
world OF BEINGS!
beings, WHICH ARE OR NOT! living or inanimate! produce light catches light! Light energy!
Power POWER! power is DESIRE! You will want! You want real!
all got to MEET THE REAL! It's real FACTS AND PERFORMANCES! behaviors ACTION IS!
ACTION AND RESPONSE TO THE WORLD! world's TRANSFORMATION IN ACTION! transformation is MODIFICATIONS!
change is real! Change Is A WISH PERMANENT! permanently ENCALECE ARE IN A WISH!
desires can be overwhelmed! or ALL THAT WISH THERE IN THE WORLD! dissatisfaction!
by CAN NOT HAVE THAT AND DOES NOT EXIST! lack UNREAL! thinking NOT FACTUAL! no factual NOT attainable! not attainable DESPAIR! hopelessness grief!
suffering SO THERE!
WHAT ATTRACTS THE WISH THERE!
if WISH THAT DOES NOT EXIST! we will not achieve HAPPINESS! achieving happiness WISH!
unhappiness unfulfillment NOT WISHING ALCAN-able targets!
not reachable!
produces depression!
depression psychological state than not be realized.
not DONE, NOT FACTUAL UNREAL!
In the world there IRRE FACTS EXIST! FACTS AND forces presumed MUN-HOW DO YOU are not within reach!
IS SPIRITUAL ACHIEVABLE is not! Spiritual IS A WAY TO FEEL THE U.S.! all LIVE WITH SPIRIT! spirit / PREPARATION!
motivation that drives us SOMETHING!
impulsion TO ACT!
ACTION ON OTHERS! ACT, ACTION!
other THEM, THEY SELF! I VS they (world)! SOCIAL world!
learning BEHAVIOR! seizure KNOWLEDGE! knowledge of the true facts! THE gun knowing knowledge! transmission KNOWLEDGE! BETWEEN U.S. WE THEY WORLD! THE WORLD IS BEING know HIM!
THEY ARE we THE WORLD OF KNOWLEDGE!
all have some knowledge!
share knowledge and learn!
learning and sharing! You live COMMUNICATE! communicate and relate! relate to and interact!
ACT is interacting over the world!
ACTING ON THE WORLD IS TURNING! transform the world through the knowledge is EVOLUTION!
be knowledgeable evolve!
You know TRANSFORM TO KNOW! TRANSFORMING KNOWLEDGE IN THE WORLD! multicultural of wisdom!
infinite wisdom!
Unreachable infinite!
It UTOPIAN be wise! Utopian IS A DESIRE TO ACHIEVE! will!
It will force the inside!
The inner strength is I! The self becomes the world!
WORLD TRANSFORMED BY THEM. they are changing the world!
who transforms WE ARE THE WORLD! through REASON! reason JUSTICE!
justice EQUAL RIGHTS! WE JUST rights The U.S.! duty TO THEM!
We must BE FAIR TO THE WORLD!
act with conscience and THE BASE OF THE REAL!
act with conscience-AIS IRRE WITH FACTS!
FACTS IRRE imagination!
creation imagination! THERE IS WHAT MAKES IT! creation POWER OF IMAGINATION! able to create and be FREE! freedom and knowledge! Understand and interpret!
You interpret ASSUME! You assume COMMITMENT! PACT's commitment! It is compact JURA!
It swears loyalty!
True loyalty!
Truth Is One!
I am one!
we ARE ONE WORLD!
WE THEY are you. BEINGS.
grow and be happy. being and existence.
There is real.
and realities that exist AND WE ARE THE WORLD!
world of living beings and LIFELESS!
WORLD BECOMES THE U.S. AND FOR YOU AND FOR THEM.
THE WORLD IS CHANGING!
evolve and be more knowledgeable!
be knowledgeable and KNOW!
You know KNOW!
knowledge and experience! experience and feel! experience and knowledge!
only feel when he experiences-MOS!
only try if you want!
option FREEDOM OF EXPERIENCE WHAT WE WANT!
right, DUTY TO BE RESPECTED!
not WANT, WE DO NOT KNOW!
do not KNOW not turn MOS! ACQUIRED KNOWLEDGE!
by EUS BUSINESS WORLD!
not KNOW, WANT TO ANOTHER QUESTION TRY U.S.!
elationships Tiram UP OF EXPERIENCE AND I DO THEM!
THINGS THAT ERRONEOUS there from another EVER EXPERIENCED!
And common sense IS NOT WHAT IS GOOD! sense COMMON WISDOM OF LIFE! Wisdom of Life!
shared experiences!
acquired knowledge! Through interaction, INTERACT is TRANFOR-MAR!
INTERACTION is the WORLD!
We are the world! WORLD AM I, you, we, you, them! sharing, FRIENDSHIP!
COMPLICITY friendship!
SHARED values!
SAME U.S. IN SEVERAL us. COMPANIES ARE to us. all HAVE A FRIEND! AMONG WE CAN TAKE ACTION!
BETWEEN THE ACTION WE ARE AFFECTING THE IT!
he WORLD! allocation WORLD! transformation!
transformation NEW U.S., WE, THEM, YOU! a new world. new REALITY.
Sunday - 16
December 2007
Desire
Give me a kiss ... like those you know?! Give me a kiss hidden, like those who filches We each other
when the desire was growing ... Give me a kiss ... Suave ... From those ... you know!
Sweet ... sweet ... to know you!
I give you a kiss my ...
Insomnia
Do not Sleep, because I do not want to sleep, I would rather live. Here is an obstacle that keeps me awake.
I will face it with insomnia
Monday, 24
December 2007
Shadow Wolf Caricuao
Shadow Wolf was lost but found.
Protected, but only by choice. Feed your skills and solid chemical impres-fissile h20.
In the purity of his own shadow for adventure dives and had a touchdown, Caricuao.
Tal Como Lobo was protected, but by attitude alone with an nho, plunged in solitude apparent.
I write today with Wolf Caricuao face their world and interpret it.
Friend does not live independently without their wild nature, but a real newbie charitable life, the embryo Caricuao where I graduated as a young blood has loyal, honest, above all, a fearless nature, but essential in its fierce and loyal friend and respectful of their companion and friend.
So faithful traveling companion and always interpreted with care complicity and silence.
I have lived enough to know a little AS-Shado ws Caricuao the streets and C ª.
But I saw courage in the wolf and he established link confidant and statutory change as to its freedom. One thing that the wolf had was freedom, but was
alone, alone! and Free!
Wolf Shadow Shiny Extra energy in its Human
way of being. With its independence imposed Bark-ing the jungle nature of genes.
I decided to share its spirit and cod supper alone with the wolf or wolf Caricuao shade better than both free in unison fraternally linked by a single dish and their drink.
We are alone by choice? Of course we are free to think as in the nature re-form.
Was present for me this Christmas Caricuao the Wolf, but he wild for inborn genetic environment pulls him their chromosomes to the feeling state of pure-za free in their own nature.
Enigmatic as the way of life but powered home to live and enjoy your lonely side but free of any restriction or imposition.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Shadow Wolf and I are Friends but uncharacteristic in its way of acting in an unconventional way of coercion of others, we are free by mother nature and so what we have grown and induced in the infiltrate. Havana Club is the essence of insanity in the same thirst for revolution and take account of our being here is a free but lonely pact with the collaboration of instinctual to canine.
Tic Tac Toe
With all due respect, allow you to you and me! What do you think of me and I of you?
I am grateful to him for me to have read, understood, perhaps the!
Turning to some of the considerations if I've read has claimed at least their elationships eloquent .... Unwrapped gift to the legal hour already .... a midnight mass or the game here is terrible cock Question!?
March 16, 2008
Reflection to ecstasy intelligible communication to a minimum and mere echo of the silence that takes us away.
Instruments are words even in a single stinging pain of rejection.
Physically but not insurmountable obstacle for the hormonal chemistry and spiritual being of light. Celestial bodies invade us for the flowering of pansy.
In search of love clover, because the wealth is to understand the multifaceted beings, and always with something to add to this view.
Another addition, a further increase this desire for compassion and tenderness for us exiles self-esteem in the social representative.
I view the prospect of one and indivisible, not combining it any more by desires that will arise in the circle.
This circle of gold, covenant of good faith, loyalty and respect, especially the duty does not exist.
We are pure and savage mode of action, and nothing more selfish than me, who only to be so without invading the pre-one with your point of view.
Inflamed the minds capable of a simple clash of ideas, it is urgent appeal to common sense.
When should I bring the yield or the other. Nothing more trivial reject what we do not want is easy.
LOVE is love and yes feeling the other and not me. Constructive attitude of the bond between us being, suffering from a harmony that by living together with other beings.
Printed in instinctive behavior only think of me, then at me, and now I again. Is a conflict because I turned into selves and
well you never know how many selves we have to endure until
yield to another. It's kind of come to us that is always open. I's attention to itself to be very expensive, but you and that how selfish we are.
Well the armor of self one day it will be so-that cries out for you and that's that there are more I's I's that pop Armor.
And then how to stay ahead of the mirror and be reflected only the self exists because it's all I have-that's me shouting at the world's.
Because we were alone, and then when we wanted to be soli same adjectives just because of the selfishness of many I's I's against.
Loneliness that word that much self-esteem but that has not created any more I love you.
Love: I and thou
Omnia vincit love
LOVE CONQUERS ALL
March 21, 2008
Oh and if you knew you wanted Oh what you know and you should never Why this anxiety and homesickness is wasteful because it is serious
You come from there to here I do not see how it would not give It would be a perfect
You came and brought
Neither you bring or show up
Oh what a pain and not wanting power
But you can not wish I wish the meeting a point
Such is the life I have many very colorful colors
I put a pints
You should be here
Near me
I can not see the garden roses bloom and fade white petals fall
Longing and desire
Never alone, no dump
I'm here
You are here
And I want you here
And your beautiful brown eyes are like olives sea When I feel them
Only you remind me
I woke up I woke up I left the Dark Without nostalgia
I found myself involved and
The passion the desire in everything I saw and remembered
Strong kisses, hugs strong
All we did, and received
And do not ask
The rebirth appeared to be, and did not ask to be with Love
Painless
Saw, I wished I had
And I remembered everything I have
It was all they could no longer insisted was given love, affection, compassion, passion for Everything
That word never says no
At a heart
Free and waiting
Nor to give what is asked
There Donation
It really is giving, without asking
Or require
If you do not hear no one
No parts, gives
Search the shovel
And find the elixir
The treasure that no amount, just what a treasure is not gold
It is lasting love
You knew exactly what I wanted But I do not say you've seen that there
Something profound, something that he saw
But did not testify
It was a power, without having
It was born, grew up without seeing inside of me That likes me
And I wrote to you, and I saw what was growing inside me was love, was something I wanted but had not, but loved desired fact
As he liked to see it grow That Everything happening at dusk
Without fear, without trepidation Not afraid to fall asleep Warming loneliness
As a hand on the heart
You were there by the window
Not seen you, but I met, I felt
The perfume was hers
A smell of sandalwood and jasmine
Heard but not heard
However I realized
I was not there and I recognized
Yesterday was the same, but today was different
I saw, smelled and heard
It was face to face
Unique, something special was hurt and found it was essential to breathe and inhale
I breathed for you, not seen you, do not feel
And was not the end
Why were there, but this Far away I asked a monk
That shows the front, the future
And guess who were there the background, looking in the window without seeing you, not give you became involved with the air
It took me into the sea
I gave you to know the smell of sea air
The moist breath and joy
It was what he saw
The sea, sand, moist air
And yes your BREATHING
March 28, 2008
I light that cigarette thoughtfully and enjoy the harmony between the subject and thinking
Makes me wander between rows and flows of thought and ideas Aims interactions between writer and reader
I never read from cover to cover what I wrote
How strange, but I know that someone reads
Why will they like, will that affect what I intend to convey is something vague or
The cigarette went out and I think for me
Or did it? I do not know, but I write as a form of spiritual and intellectual liberation
It does me good I want my readers will be contented and well
I opted for another kind of writing more concrete Lately I'm not much for light and power
But through love and understanding
Destinations, mind, love
Blare the kind words for someone who likes to read something more Affectionate, sensible and I'm open arms When love, trust
Without conflict and want to be ambivalent
In my words I am most direct and concrete I get the feeling
This feeling that unites the reader to writer
Affinities so I want to be spontaneous but I have always been appealing to friendly words
Agreement between the letters
That come together and form sentences
Always-connected, and very realistic hope
Thoughtful words, phrases, meditative
Sorry if I do think
But it's nice to think that it is not about nonsense For it is something that exists
Just to say that I too am of this simple way shape or through a Vulgar Filipe Moura
For all unusual
I read it not so much apathy is commonplace to read what I write
And I confess, I read little but when I do that to me also makes me think
Here is my challenge Read it and continue to read and THINK.
I am grateful and happy more than to think that somebody else thinks
Thoughts!
You may not feel
I feel like rain on the stone
Enter the holes on the sidewalk are united under sand and earth connection hard and demanding
No place, no space
Here is a stone or more effective relations Stone, earth, sand We walk on them so are the relations
Interaction between cold stones
With or without sand or earth
But united by the hand of the mason
The left and perfected
Love over all the earth should be united as the cobblestones Mason is the Man
Linking various stones
And not turn hearts of stone
But feelings moldable
The other part that we should be one set of parts that together could handle any weight Neither the wear of time
Dare destroy the ride as we stepped
So are the people suffer more load But if they joined the impact is less
Join the other part with Love
Love will be the sand and earth that unites us
No weaknesses, just wear
Minimized if all the pieces are together
And just cobbled
Man perfects its own
Stone and joins the other
Together we are strong and provide a path
Far and solid throughout the world
It's something that unites us Here is a lego fortress type unbreakable united whole and flawless
If each stone suffers wear
Nothing but sand to put in place
The Stones as men have a lifetime As the stones Man is replaced due to wear and lifetime
There are small stones, large and so well
Ones that fit by Nature Others are required lapidary So is Man on Earth
Will be molded to fit
In the right place
Visualize with a puzzle in which all the pieces fit together so everyone has a website
And no less important than others
That is a puzzle without pieces
A distorted image
We are all needed in the World
Planet Earth needs all the men and women
No one is nothing, everything has a form Form to be living and connecting to another Here is a Huge Earth Puzzle
Where we live and we are connected to each other without knowing
But all play an end to the puzzle
A few more rights, others bent, but it is natural that after all we all fit one way
This sidewalk is the harmony between human beings That all work together for the same purpose and the love connection between peers
How do we define ourselves if others do not show they feel and not tell the truth there is Feeling
There is something to share
And if it hurts live also share costs but because they do not solve all problems without For if mind
And we dressed up our feelings are our face The face
And when you love someone you should be shown the face Just like how she is sorry if I'm Like
But I show how I am
And show your face And my face is not for sale Not to be too costly because the money never bought nor do I want to be
On sale, much less buy one
But one thing is certain
I am against the euro in favor of the guy not the crown who say they purchase all 'Cause I'm no king and I do not want the crown but faces with feelings
Because with suffering is not suffered There
And if it does not suffer sold
It was purchased happy because money has never seen
The face shows everything
And it takes chutzpah to take them to me what we are Because we are not good
Nobody is good enough because one day the crown replaced the Face
And that would crown faceless
The same pain
The same passion
It was Love
Passion
It was our imagination
Our implementation From the imaginary real, I'm loyal
In the passion, the love of ardor
And even in pain
For this thy splendor
And I am actor
In our World
Are silent film actress
But our passage
It is a Shooting
What romantic movie sings a song "Here's our Ardor
Love without pain "
You could Be Thou art I'll be
So we looked and we both see
The same perspective
The same course
The same future
Our corner Everything fits the same space
It takes everything I am projecting the idealizing
Anyway For the same path to work the same way I breathe and sigh
You sigh when you You were afraid of the future was hard
See you suffer
Because there were no hurt
Wound
It was life
You know yes
I do not know if yes
Why imagine
And imagination is not reliable
But I know yes
We are together even separate
Just being here
I communicate you respond
I know where you are
You never know
If I am
But I find myself here and there
And I'm always there with you I still do not know For just wonder
But imagine all the good
There is no border barriers is I and thou
We both always on here we are Bound Together or apart, I need you
And you from me
You act I react
Tu ris I smile
You speak I approve
You look
I see
Seest thou I agree we are always in tune How I want you
Just as you wish for a kiss I travel
Corro
Flight
Stumbling always
But do not fall crippled me You're the Cure
My desire
I promise I'll
And find out to meet you all and know nothing
Because I had already imagined what would the future I saw you and feel you feel me too
Well you read what you wrote and what I felt was close to where I want you near me Supero riot
Excuse me but there is no battle at crow's nobody's fault
Why do you want to see Even without looking I know
You see I wonder what is real Imperial Conquest
It was not imagination was glance No foolin '
April 2, 2008
Zero or invalidity Behold nobody quit the game when someone reaches What we want
Sit performed Temporarily Happy
For the ambition is to win and then win over So Happy to reach
Frustrated because they always want more hit and no more thingy Excuse me now and I'm happy
but then I've thought another wish But then Mr. genie grant me three wishes not
But a desire to plow And even now Mr. Genius not fade away
I feel like any more
Thing
Behind the beauty
Is the character
This force that drives us to always follow the Personal and practical idealism
So argues it an ideal
Behavioral and Social
Individuality, my dear
This difference that marks the attitude
To act and achieve
According to one idea, one thought
One way to be
In accordance therefore in search of, or coming to Pride this force of nature
Allows us to be who we are
Being Single and Generators
Reason's own
When any one of us aspires
Be Special
Is not you believe it already Pier One day you put up with We support
But also we love and faith Struggle With Stand
Want to go down without
Falls
Without a parachute
All sins undone in no excuse Sorry
And upa!
Your green, your brown
Your charm
Princess
The soul is lit
I love you, because you want to live, breathe
Cheerful marigolds
Your colors
I heal the pain
Your brightness
It's my fascination
Your beautiful, beautiful hair
Hit there
Create links between the root of the heart to kill the loneliness
I welcome gratitude
Why this passion
This hand
That touch, that smile
Which leads me to paradise
April 7, 2008
I saw you I looked up I noticed
I looked again I went back to repairing liked
I loved
Amei
It was a gesture of love
April 9, 2008
Were so-so and I said yes to me
I saw that it was not like I asked you how you were and nearly wept
I felt sad
And you have asked
Do not be so even as you asked me
Be happy that I
I'm like you
If one day you find yourself lost in thought as a starting point I thought that life
It's a map and I find you And I told you welcome the journey begins here and that nothing
Already have account with me and I have
In your hideaway It gives me a beijito And everything is Beautiful
April 14, 2008
Imagine
Write Without reading without creating Listen
Without listening
Study
Here's a decorating theme without a theme must see and feel
And let yourself go
In letters in the words In sentences with Me In the poems are all topics
Today I am today without the past Modernized
While I remember and I forget Everything new in this
I feel I understand the truth in the old face
Eye eye
And I see you and without demagoguery or I'm spontaneous Ironies
I am punctual and factual
Actual
Today was so Forget it does so how would
If there were no previous moment comes from inside the outer eye I remember
I exist and I see myself
In the now
The moment had been
It was
I can only look
This
Face time
The instant
The events of the past but not now
That word came up almost emerged from the instruments of
In fact only one
Of wanting
A will
Finally a pleasure
Just write
But he said nothing matched the sight of this was born the day and
Writing Power Joy
From a man who lives
Your day to day
Floats
And almost vanishes
The clear water
And serene
The face that runs through tender tears are running on your face Girl From From From Mrs. woman who sometimes loses
And I do not know well
Whatever
But it aspires to be so sweet
As Cherry
Are letters
Sometimes words are as silly as clear Others come from the inside with glow
Do not know if
But I feel a burning rage from a wound
A trip
A trip
By turning your intimate is a way One In Your World and
I see him looking deep
I know what I feel I know what you fear I know what you
I know your wishes
On these afternoons these lonely nights Is there a passion there want to close my eyes Feel
Temes
Want
And as I think In your smile and eager Alegre
Waiting for someone brave
Steal take Invade
But do not take
The I
What is your
Our dream
Our meeting in a river I smile
You play with a rock under the water that moves and moves
The stone is hard, but you are pure water and
Owners of larger
Humor
If I sit
I reflect
I write between lines
In the imaginary
Type in fish aquarium where nothing nothing and nothing But do not get tired of Breathing Oxygenate
And look
Freedom From one day to swim Swimming
Without the tank that holds
And so yes dream
Hello
I see you there
I ask how you
I'm more or less I hear you say And I think the more I see the woes
Less of your
I see too
Never the less
What I saw and felt and do not worry you vacate
Your mind
Positive and creative but never was negative was constructive
Tomo coffee
Lose faith
Someone grabs me
I grab what protects me Someone who never will forget me
And tell me Are you there Yeah
I want you happy and contented Alegre As everyone is what I want
The evolution in this population so there is passion
I looked ahead I saw you was this lovely Magic Era
All I wanted was you only you Just you and me
How happy we were I was looking at the rain that was falling and
Wet and united in love We all
Swamped by
These drops of magic and all the joy that was conveyed
Whenever I Whenever I write
It's something that I see
I remember
And I see you always
In front
In the future, and
In this I want you to always
Whenever I think I see you with me navel Navel Body with Lip-lip body United
More than friends
Where
It was something I saw
And it said was something I wanted and I felt
A strong link Something Without Distress
Put yourself in my imagination was creating something beautiful
In yellow
Like the Sun
That never goes out
And that radiates Energy All Day
When I turn out the light
Darkens
All dark
I enter this dimension There's a reason Darkness
No motivation
No imagination
Do nothing
The void
Do not see Everything is projected in the dark
Imagine if a wall is obstacles Worst Tips tentacles that starts the show I turn on the light Even when the curtain rises
I dream
Think
But do not think Just like nothing is equal
The mind thinks differently from people to people You think
I also
Well! We think and act always unique
One is the
To happen
As I see the darkness
I am a passenger
No love light
How am I whole body parts Sleeping
Emotions broken by the tone
By the sound
That tells me relax and absorbed Emphasized By Ear
I'm reappearing
Do not fall asleep
But perhaps
Best forgotten
Anything to relieve
The tension
The pulse I'm standing Tailed Restated
Perhaps it is already past and am I free myself But there's always quiet solution to the issue
Not react
But act
I take care of the situation
Here's a good time
To cap the
Sofridão
April 18, 2008
I thought I dreamed I woke up
I saw you in a dream
It seemed a tale You were the one that had more Charming
More Beauty
Air Princess Eras It was not my inspiration imagination
Knight was
Your warrior
For your sake I had any action
Without armor to protect the heart
Were you sleepy ABRIS mouth you fall asleep I thought of you
Reclining Laying Beside you
I asked for a kiss
Bestowed upon him a desire
I wished to be with you
I found myself
The dream of you
See you serene
Your amaryllis petal perfume seduce me drives me
To meet you
I'm dizzy
We are hindered in your roof to see the stars
Thrust me to you
And to get lost
You make me smile
You make me feel
It's so nice to let me
Go
Besides
There is nobody
You're so kind
One of over a thousand or more improved infinity is so cute
I feel for you
More is impossible to feel
It let me go
For you
By your magic
For your joy
April 19, 2008
You're a cutie
You're a toddler can walk upright You are so dear
You're a good friend I want you with me You're funny
You're the best
You are the greatest You're everything I wanted and wanted a beautiful son
You are very caring You're smiling You're a very friendly
You are the greatest joy
You're my son
You're my world
Pesky Boy Maroto
Are you James
My puppy
What are my kid and my kid Giro cool
Are the other day Your smile, Your joy energies are
Something fascinating
Pure
Pulas jump the fence about you About me Because Sweet
Come and give me me
Your pudding so sweet You're so cool All day
You 're always smiling
And ready to go In the street, the garden You're a naughty boy, a
I love you
And you love me I want you to know that you always beside me
Traveled under the clouds flew under the heavens I've been on the planets
On Mars and Jupiter on Mars decided Loving you And Jupiter
Did you have
Here is my Being
Flying Pen
From Planet to Planet
There was strength
There was energy
There was joy
It was something that conveyed
It was Love
Flower-shaped had the force of the sun It moved like Sunflower had willingly
In relentless pursuit
Of something burning
It was a dream
It was a victory with a goal Crush Everything dimension
It was great
It was amazing
Anyway very loving
I looked out the window
I noticed on the horizon
I glanced at Mount
I looked forward
I saw your star was bright Shimmering got the look I saw the moon
It was mine and your trip was a landscape
I saw you traveling over the Earth and under the sea followed up
Travel
We Conquest Over land and under the sea was just the Moon
April 23, 2008
Nostalgia
It is want you want is love
You think
You feel
I'm missing you
You want to have you here
You want the meeting
You love yourself
You always think about you
You feel your presence
Saudades
It is to be without you
And to think
And want
And feel you And love you without seeing you and wish you With
The five senses:
Vision that sees you without being, Smell no smell you,
Hearing to hear you and not make noise, Taste delight me without you prove
Tact and not touch you
... Nothing better to remember and feel
Nostalgia
But feel like designing something is very vague Imagine
Create and transform
To read someone write what I do not know But I know why
But lack inspiration
I have to take a position
To face this situation From writing and have something to read I am beginning to think I let go Trying to quit
It is not easy
Get
April 30, 2008
If one day there To tell adventures or misadventures
Just one day
Or 1 year
Today I can see past 1 year 50 days are 365 days per year
7 days a week
24 hours per day
Stay here a little from 50 days to 365 times per year For these few days of the week
And some 60 minutes by
24 hours times
Finally,
Live the moment!
June 19, 2008
Was Abstracted
Vim had gone there was deep A little crooked
It was a little strange but it was not dream I was awake
Ready to roll the dice
It was in front According to the Mind Works
Imagined
And most of all was something I created and
Then I had to live with my being and it It's live and
Be
You know something? There are things
That transform
Stuff
That's something
And that thing was something Causes of n things But when?
When it was transformed and
Actually the thing
Outside
Anything
Anyway things in life!
Under mist was the flying was air
Just by breathing
He was wanting
Winning Without fear was the moonlight from the sea
I was the captain
It had everything to hand on board the trip arose the image of the battle was a feat
June 26, 2008
If this is a day passes
Oh what joy, one would
Closed doors, open windows
And fearless flight in the paradise Some make me perpetuo court Unconsciously By mutual agreement
There are scattered notes, in an environment
There is a very hot place lilies, marigolds Do you wish there
There wet earth, wet On the ceiling, a lamp and helpless Overshadowed
Secure to the filaments of reason
Tension rises
There are hard times
Even tough
But nobody
But even if nobody knew
What does one understand
And realized
How to be alone in the crowd
Here's a catch
Living without there
And above all, very wanting
Living
I smiled for a moment I cried by woes did not understand what I wrote But most felt
I saw nothing and everything looked Because then I cried because I just
And never let you
But I know nothing This is the perfume that expanded and lit the sharp pain
Passion was time to say no because then only
So there was something
Something moved
On the veins ran
Blood From a sometimes distant heart does not pump that was just to get an idea
As the passion hits
Even strong and powerful in the soul of a particular era indigent people
And mind Why was afraid of something that feels
Ultimately
There is always a beginning and an end I think I deserve It's not for me Not for you
It is both
Why we love
And we also reject
Something that just something that is born and grows flowers
What does it all one day there
And in a second disappeared
So was all that was happening
Not only because they wanted a
Living one day and one more time
Ever-shifting
Without being very important
It was a time
It was time for a setback
Was and was no longer was enough to believe sometimes reborn
And do not look like I could imagine was the truth At an early age what is true
It is shown in the act
In one action to win a heart fruit of the imagination
No link was anything or anyone say no one
What happened was something he feared All that shaking was not in vain
It was as passers
The hand with a mop There is always someone on the side Do not
Well then we must say yes
Even thinking about not
This is not to be right
But the yes is not always the case and was never wanting
But sometimes making a yes This is not transformed into the sincerity
Fight for Freedom From An act is not true and not a yes why not
I am and I'm not alone in wanting to be because I am Alive
And when he was thought to be
Be to expand
And write to sleep He walked and ran while riding was stopped was in process and result of smart thinking Liberto
Was aware of the movement
He walked and walked
Just because she loved
I'm really not being
For this world
Loving
I do not believe in superstitions I believe in man and his inventions Issues
Assumptions Imaginations Illusions
Be it with ions or protons to create rockets Light is energy and this could not be seen but produced
Without guide Ia and was able man was so vulgar was only imagine And Create
There was no sense the sixth sense As stated
But it was so real what happens whenever he wanted
June 28, 2008
If we lived briefly
for a moment, they are eloquent or even hot, nobody would say that love was pain that hurts
Imagine love without pain
Whether it is what is needed with glow Burning From a longer breathe That you would imagine
The truth is in love
And give, not even Even seeing suffering but rather to inflict pain and Feel the Love
Even without seeing, but mostly wanting to protect her love of pain Protection establishing relationship Coming of emotion
Love without reason
For then the pain comes from the heart
In your eyes I see the sea
I get that just by looking at love in the sand Beat eyelashes tears They roll in the waves I see a beach with shells and stars Stumble
A cry, a grain
Therefore feeds
My heart
July 1, 2008
If you suffered
It was because I did not see or can not do what i experienced
Sunflower smiles
Rejoice
And Beautify
With the beams of the Sun
Free yourself
And it shows your beauty
What choke
Fears that mad all have a little something that was moved
I did not see how this happened was a torment
For a long time How could Facing a whisper Now do not laugh
Because someone saw
A man
Hesitated for a moment that just because he looked left and there
What nobody noticed
Why is silenced
I suffered from something
I lived
I suffered
Like I did
The night was cold
I rejoined the road with everything and anything with an A in one
But as he had never been beyond anyone I was short
If in your eyes Visse sure Agia clearly had the knack And From sadness
Now that the uncertain Agias No, you were wrong Then I looked at the ceiling
And everything seemed to desert me
Oh what a pain
Oh what a sad sight and anxious stares at me glorious
By the time I go to the floor
Just because it falls
Then I went down in humility
From all that is in humanity
The Voice of Silence The disturbing silence unsettling
Of someone
That does not say so
Become happy
I woke up one day, when he lost to me said
That there was joy
What we felt
And all in one day tomorrow was what I wanted to improve
Just because there is
Man gets sad
July 2, 2008
From the solitude in the darkness Reach out your hand Do not say no The one brother
For it is not in vain
Touch you in the heart
If only it were to be alone
There was no pity
July 3, 2008
In these rocks I sit writing to you
What I never forgot
Your smile
Your company was something he always felt when I was alone
From time to time
Once thought of you and felt Just remember you
July 4, 2008
Whenever I'm dreaming I awake and look me wonder if it will be just like I imagined or even thought it only traveled Or
The dream nothing builds
Nothing changes
It is a misperception So rarely is frustrating waking dream
And all the same without Amendment, finally dream or no dream, everything stays the same
July 6, 2008
In an environment night
Sad and misanthrope
Silent and quiet
There is however a very taciturn The shining star, a moon
The light in the environment even more fierce and cruel
There is hope anyone trust a being that animates us and pulls up
A friend, a companion
Even if true at any time Be it the ultimate
Someone who looks at us
With indifference
Without belief
It does not look with love
Inflict pain us somehow do not believe in being a Friend and looking
Just for your belly button one day he too will feel the difference
Who is the friend of a friend
And feel the belief of love
Even in times of suffering
What once was going to be The Man Nobody could say
If they said it was unaware
For man does something else happens as it was rooted
Live from the moment we are born and grow up eventually die Everything the man did Nobody could foresee
And do not even know why
Fez
This is Man and his being
Juylho 13, 2008
I saw in your eyes
A certain shine
Something did trigger
It was intense and had a question
What I came to love the look continued to shine
The look I was to win shone like a star sparkling and strong
He caught my attention was a beautiful sensation The Passion
When you see Where you go I want to be me By the same way
It is written in this scroll What are my shoulder to cry on Someone to want to be where I am and always want one place that we will win
With our moon and the same star
Always shine
July 14, 2008
I do not understand
I do not understand
Or even just do not know enough to understand To understand
To learn
So yeah could argue
Was clarified
The successful
Was beyond what happened I just wanted to know where it started and finally ended
I want you to know
That despite everything
What might happen end of which I can not predict what I will not forget you
And you can always count on our love in any situation For there is only passion
I looked in the dark
I saw the depth of night
It was time to relax Increase the song on the radio And let me take
The night is a companion can share feelings more sensitive because it keeps well Secrets
I like to call it silent night
For it always has a good ear but says little though always conniving
And so I'm happy
July 26, 2008
How to live prisoner
Worldwide A whiff of freedom To relieve anxiety This feeling of imprisonment does increase the tension
Nerves plow
Without others seeing Behold chains that are released in us that is untied
How to be free and natural
The most banal or something sensual
July 27, 2008
How did I even thought was to write and have something I imagined and represented
My being
The vulgar be
Feeling
And see
I write
Everything went
The mind
He delighted
I hope you read the
Also
July 29, 2008
This position Lonely Single
And aimlessly This disorientation What pushes us to oblivion
The total loss of breath feel the desire to believe Here's what each
Faced by living
A look
A sigh
Cigarette smoke
Expands
One breath after another breath
Watch the clock
Minutes pass
The cigarette burns slowly
For something that I seek incessantly
From this moment another breath, a word Before passing the time I hope that this addiction will go away
September 15, 2008
That happened one day ... touch of magic .... ... The Fruit of effort perseverance .... The positive attitude was something good ...
Or even exceptional .... .... .... If such original would arise by nature ... and want to be .... Do Better and more than!
Winner ... and overwhelming conqueror ... Anyway ... The silent night ... Tonight .... Everything in my hand
... No one else ... Everything ... With the illusion of follow-condition ... you until you are happy or very happy .... Just because I wanted ...
and as all part of how things feel ... Today on this day ... ... In any month in any year ... In every century ... I'm predisposed to happiness .... The live have not lived .... It does not listen to what I heard .... And es-tar where it was .... Well ... reborn to live ... make the ordinary into something subtly unusual ... ...
Already Present in the unconscious ... Anything that we do not mind ... I am going forward with certainty ... Knowing that I do something every day ... Live
Living always believe everything you think ... is an achievement of real ....
if we are slaves to an addiction or some reason ... we can bypass it and leave it ... Salta flies ... ... ... runs in the senses of the imagination ... makes the heart beat faster ... at once to achieve ...
the ultimate freedom of a person who must not be judged by his actions ... Being free is to live
September 26, 2008
One day he was going too fast ... I lost them, I was soon resumed back ... ... with the comfort of an off ...
and a recovery of confidence ... I insisted and lived as if there were another shot ... I took a step slow ... but firm and confident ... I returned to the craziest race of the World ... the race called life ... it was that I fought ...
... and reaching the goal of being happy to be well .... positioned in the final pathway that fought alone ... ... you need freedom
... And this is the sister of loneliness because ... well ... always just departed posted the first and last place ... is only possible to be a first ...
and finally when you run alone ... this was the fighting spirit ... but we are never alone ... we are living by yourself fren ... and that's run ...
to live and be the first and the last when ...
We are entering a cycle ... it is natural to depart at last ... but there are points ...
where winners are ... ... so is life in the first place ... and last but not another ... ... so do not stop
corridor for ...
the race of life ... we're always winning and losing at the same time ... and yes it is to fight and win in life!
04 October 2008
Powered by idleness ... mused, reflecting on and finally ... ... I took a party to an action on inquietu-de ...
man becomes unhappy when not living alone ... ... quan-do not stand to be quiet ... it is necessary to look for happiness ...
this comes from the inside ... because if something impacien search-fearing ... from the outside as well ... this restlessness makes us sad ...
endure the loneliness and being stopped strengthens us ... if we follow-con living with ourselves reach the plenitu-happy that one of ... ...
which seeks nothing ... because it was found not think of it ... with an autistic way of life ... but the greatest happiness is ...
within us.
30 October 2008
6TAR There ...
6tar not there when you ask ...
6tar when there is no need ...
6tar there when you want ...
6tar there even if not ...
6tar not there when I feel ...
6tar there when you call me ...
6tar there when you think of me ...
Pro 6tar there whatever happens ...
6tar imagine there when ...
6tar there not even trying ...
6tar there just because yeah ...
6tar there when you love me ...
6tar because there exist ...
6tar there because you dream with me ...
6tar there being here ...
6tar always there ... I think there 6tar ...
November 14, 2008
If you saw one day and say it looks interesting girl girl, did you look at something shiny
the cheerful smile and sparkling Ages for a woman who wants Beautiful and sensual
You were the one Who seduced me and I have ever wanted just felt so
You like magic? It was my day to day.
December 8, 2008
One day I figured
All that just because it does not know
What I will say
To then write
It was different
It was really awful
That dream
Being and not knowing what would happen I tried to describe
What would ever see
Ended here on a journey that world
Of silence that existed
And someone who suffered
I think nobody should
Do only be done
What others do not
For lack of courage
They do not act, but they know how to bypass
The well-being of someone
Who can not look and see
Quitting smoking and think! Extinguish cigarette, gets the brunt of the re-curing as manescente desire.
I will write to exorcise and create. They spend 2 minutes of truth begins to write and have something more
not be you. I'm not able, on the other hand feel a guer-ruary of that
has more real, the win. They are 16 minutes, erasing a cigarette, a growing desire to
relight it. Everything goes when you feel what is happening.
I am thinking so you'll have to wait. Impetus to the weakness of desire to win everything will come as a sunset.
Am in constant contact with desire. I think the half-hour after the last I see and feel the
he overtook the time. Travelling in seconds, minutes are like rockets to celebrate
each advance.
I feel slightly, thinking how will I reach the advance.
There is a setback because there are a lit cigarette. With 35 minutes here I want to nullify the act.
He was not thinking it was a mechanical act and pro-sual.
I had this access for a process of extinction of the situation.
He put me in the fleeting, the spontaneous cre-ation.
Words, phrases with action and connection. I hear on the radio that the plan might miscarry, and I reflect syn-to me with
one north. 45 more minutes and here's another cigarette, I think, of course! All but almost everything makes me think and that we must confront.
It's an hour with the result of 20 years by 30 I have.
As we live life to 66% of us think that 100%
33% can give us. It was complicated, but explained.
If I really hankering to have a fight and studying means to act.
Not easy, not difficult to go back to smoking a "just"
cigarette. Arises at a time, and follow a route that has no project.
Of course, I smoke about the situation. My nature was to contain purity.
They spent two hours 03 minutes and then pen-smudging know.
I'll be able to emerge, something will sortir. I began to smile, thinking that something was going to get.
The easiest was giving up, but I would insist.
Strengthening and thought only say I won.
Something unnatural was abnormal. How will I think it is best to pretend to sleep type.
The desire is to come but I will not flee. I am no light, but the energy never miss.
I feel a power that lightning never dim. I will change, this will not hesitate to transform all seas.
And I'll know why.
A calm and ordinary cigarette, something that annoying hesitant.
December 17, 2008
When one day a seagull to come ... I ask you ...
who will bring you back ... I had what I would not ... When nothing else wanted ... Lost everything ...
How would I be without you ... Involved the description ... This passion ...
He was a giant love and always rampant ... When I thought of you, that I lost track ...
I here you there ...
As I wanted to be like a volcano that shook ...
Your heart ...
This love giant, always triumphant ... Everywhere I sensed a desire ... Deep coming from my world ...
You always wanted, especially when you laughing ... The look of happiness was stronger than ... All electricity, through which all a. ..
Chain that binds us and separates us from ever ...
I never had the intention of a fortuitous encounter ... Imagine a bridge over the river where the sidewalk ... has meant nothing ...
I saw the figure and ran and hid ... I read in a paper words sweet as honey ...
The letters were not crap ... Had meaning and were buried in the past ...
Something that I thought the wind was blowing and ... His face painted with a brush in a bad frame of Loves ...
It was you that part resulting from the art ...
Were painted on canvas, was the one ...
Eras 'she' ...
The Vulto
I escaped and ran but he grabbed me and pulled me and took me with him.
Cursed figure that we do not see but which spreads. He is a unrecognized Vulto experience fey appearance.
Whispered the figure: Are you afraid of a man without a face!
Yes - with some fear. Fear not because I only exist in the presence of light.
I have spoken of light and energy but never a man whose face is unknown and
appears voluptuously and run fleeing without achiev-ing the physique.
The figure is a being of darkness can not live without light. Are a strange shade that you hide in the dark and silent.
But surges and light with that hat you display faceless, black.
I ascend to heaven, to magnify the distortion of your eyes and light metamorphic.
Close to heaven as one river, the river with an air of despondency and Sultan
respond with the speed of dark skies and co-densified me to the drop
Rain crystalline and sharp. But for a man without a face water
pierces my body and my own major gabardine not soak.
It is made of shadow. These figures have been recreated by the imagination for me in the silent night,
chase fleeing the darkness and light demand.
I am a friendly shade of misfortune.
Vulto of all evil is not there.
It is an apparition disappeared.
The Grudge
As a way to lifelong enjoyment of the soul emerges cloudy
the sense of protection to others and the terrible buzzing of the soul.
What rises nor falls but always rises to the brazen scam.
What you see is really high and not the fall of the cliff.
On the heights of the waves, where green and blue Jaze fades.
Surge red alert as the principles of or-ters.
The dark, gloomy, the frivolous presence is not always as it sharpens up
the despair of a shriek and silent.
In the words refer to the meeting sobrenatu-ral of magic that involves passion.
Without a hitch, one letter at a wall is constructed literary river of words
comes an inevitable fact ... where the writing flows and tears
a joy to be unbreakable which is not opposed, but as it is
revitalized and emerges from a break in Antarctic ice
eu repels itself
magic of being among beings and how outlandish that runs through fire
burning desire to pronounce the long-advertised. He writes and translates
The reprieve in the soul of the machine's creation.
Amid rows and dictated this is what one thinks and says another.
February 3, 2009
Vertigo
A beginning, a cliff, because time is fleeting-ro.
The fall parallel to a bad start, cool. On tiptoe balance and give me a jump, delves deep into her mouth.
Do not frustrate me, I jumped and I thought the vertigo. Fast heart startled by something that you imagined traveling.
At the front, saw a lifetime in a second while sliding over the air.
It was the free fall this fall's hit the ground ...
... For the wet tarmac road that shines in the air I breathe deep
It's cold!
The wet asphalt
Feel the fresh water that glows in the dark
Remember the bright sky and shining
And so was that floor ...
... Strong, heavily impact this would destroy what was coming. The clock stopped and immortalized the moment of his pen-thickening.
At top speed the wind came into tailspin and curling in
himself turned around and rose, rose, returned to the previous moment in
for no later call it so high that the fall in
fell skyrocketing.
Feveyreiro 14, 2009
Pride
Do I feel
See how the other suffered
Someone who felt
And they never saw each other on the skin of others that I hope never to suffer severe spirit
Help and mutual aid
There is gravel on the paths
It is these obstacles that stand proud
Thus is born in me
The belief because I came to the World
To fight to the end
And watch over you and finally get to the bottom and Wellness Meet other
And your world
Fencing In the art of fence there to inflict blows
Everything passes by a sense of a hit By The tip of the sword fight suffer a
Unintentionally, which transmits power
To win and have
Behold the shining be the winner and loser By fall, feels the pain
But rises and falls due is a fighter who wins the pain Imagine yourself at the top of the last act and conjecture about the glory
The winner and loser All Deserve the desired fighting victory
February 25, 2009
That Morning
It was a sunrise ... Frivolous and annoying ...
The tear is not too far ...
In a rambling cry ...
That made sense
In the face wet ... From morning sunrise ...
The night was preceded ...
Had elapsed time ...
That was a sorry ... And he said to pay attention ...
The sun to come ... And the tears that evaporated ...
What trickled ... And the World with the clouds ...
Smile said ...
Simple
Amazed decided me decide ... From what was to come ...
Control and this would truly test ... The decision was taken ...
There appears out of nowhere ... Would be able to emerge ...
From the depths of feeling he was feeling ... The time habits about to leave ...
Courage and perseverance ... I fed on hope ...
The chasm is clarified ...
And the fog and treacherous wind ... That was the will to win ... Something that would achieve ...
The lot was going to launch ... I love the Time ...
And progress in the struggles and battles ... Flawless ...
It was clear shot ...
For the following days ... I hit the hand ...
I read the hours, minutes and seconds ...
And freed me, as if by magic ... It was the route that day ...
Joyful and happy ... More than most people ... It was different ...
Vineyard of the mind ... Certainly will happen ... Would bear fruit ...
Simply ...
February 28, 2009
The web
I looked around me seriously ... I saw the landscape and not ugly ... I looked at the company ...
I saw a web where everything but everything ...
Is connected and imagined the spider ...
It was a plot ... A real tragedy ...
Death was the visit of the spider ... And the web was for her a kind of supper ...
The spider was carrying suffered most and least wove ...
Sting people and how that would fall asleep ... This chute devouring all ...
One day I dreamed that those who died in her web ...
The spider was ugly ... Death ceased to exist ...
And the mortality would succumb ... This was the dream of being immortal ...
Without fear of the web, the spider and the life ... All perish but it is up to us ... Form the warp and can be good if ...
For life does not get ugly ... Be willing to live and not look at the spider ...
As the end ... But one end of a cycle ...
From a company / web ... That is always under construction ...
The construction of the web was changing ... And the spider, there is no solution ... It is a web, the spider and my ugly ... Imagination ...
March 16, 2009
Café Lights
Between cigarette
Badly off
And the roasted coffee
I am present in this space
It's a cool place and well attended
Where people come
Either side
I see myself in the future
Creating a loop in this space where I write and have to follow a target
I hope to hit
In about 2000 hours of which about one a day I dedicate myself in this space
More specifically called Lights Illuminate cafe where I hope between the lines
My day-to-day
I feel relaxed energy
Even for a moment I will keep a diary writing process
Create a constant, rambling, thinking and writing is something
I consider
Exciting and challenging
The Sea
I imagine between seas Deep in my World There is life!
Diving Ocean Writing
Where do I see ink that flows between the lines to create beautiful texts, phrases, poems
Or even simple reflections
Without great attention or precipitation, even up to voltages
There is so intent in my letter to the ocean Hunting
With harpoons for Achieving deep hearts that they feel different
Emotions, feelings
But what matters is diving into the sea and Above Our Love For several seas
March 16, 2009
Lantern
Do I light the lamp power to the energy that goes Here
The Illuminated empty, with little feeling filling
A desire awakens in me no end that turns the flame Bright lights
One afternoon passing Slowly, very lazy is a slight awakening
Looking for a bright and as it rises in the presence of a win being a Know
Exhaling a perfume dense, intense and contagious odor A lo
Feel pleasure
When you inhale and how good is all the days never breathe the same air
Smile
The smile or
I always need to
But what makes you beautiful Inner Smile discreet sign
Of joy and a treat Like A joy timeless fascination Very Relaxed and Natural
When you smile wisely
Hit me a glow That craftily do not mind and when I play is stunning Unlike
I am slightly thinking deeply For a moment Like happiness
The duality arises in the reality of a cheerful smile
The one look
Lots of shine
As I have sometimes
Lived
March 18, 2009
Fado
A fate is a fate that marks the Ageless miss the desert But Far too close
Headquarters to see you
The desire of wanting
Only you belong
The Feeling
Not everything we feel
Write
But I feel that
Write
Here's a way
Simple, but
Not that the small
My heart hears
Word to entrust Wind If the wind to take you some words
He wrote in the rain with a postal What You say
In it would make a drawing of the Sun with its rays and I would say that You're my energy for you and that my
Sun will always shine Even on days when snow
This was the thinking
That the wind would
Always blow
March 19, 2009
Think, reflect and act or not act
Not expressed Sit and How it is difficult
To feel and not express it sometimes But there need only reflect
As before reacting to a Process and feel like a fake Pretend
Thought control
By not acting immediately behold the wiser So pretend
It is a feeling
After reflecting
So yes a response
We can not feel
We can also
Sometimes not react by a mute think and just stay
That the presence
It means being
March 23, 2009
The obstacle is the obstacle not show himself without fear Winning
Sometimes we feel a pain
But interest is to live and fight for us to develop Sometimes this is growing up
And learning in the struggle for life that we have always
Responding to the loss, misfortune
Overcoming the obstacles is
The maximization of I
The pleasure is in overcoming win and give maximum
To us the proper value from the value exceeds and Win
On learning of losing And finally win is the essence of Living
March 25, 2009
Tourbillon Marine Water curling At sea, the sand
The spin
Drip
Grain by grain
A breeze rolling in the floor, grab with one hand
The drops of the Ocean
With another sand
Landscape of the sea is an immense Steeped in hand to Unleash frees himself Expands a sensation who had everything in the hands
But not everything has
Not everything is achieved
Sometimes it escapes from the hands
What we feel in our hearts and the hands
Everything has an emotion, but one that emerges forming a vortex
June 29, 2009
Not that what you tell is true, but not lied to
absolute ra!
The fiery pain of a loss. Where, but where are you? What did I do?
I did not dream, because I agreed to wait.
May come, save me this I murmur Shiver me apart, broken and corrupts me and says you're not! Where I am, I want more, just can not take the stand and breathe.
Way through the fronts and behold something that keeps me moving forward.
Because recoil and get back to where I'm not even think or be.
I want to run away, off the cigarette, and fulminant shock rocks it.
My heart is like this cigarette that goes out to the desire to rekindle
Will you be the one that squeezes me in a knot and untie it. Why not, I do not want to be a loose wire that is tied, no more shaking.
Do not want to say or say about me, let me be what I feel.
This knot does not see that strangles and squeezes and destroys.
That tie will be broken.
Everything back to zero. Want to be the only logical 0 without any follow-up, do not want to be positive or negative, but you insist that you must do and happen.
Let me.
Why cry?
I do not know, but always know why the tear drops and loose, I also know because sometimes I run into the errors of others and because I hold and hold.
I want to cry, I want to hold me.
Sa bitterness of feeling that leaves me with a cold quen which you shiver, but worth your tears, and laugh and feel. The end will take care of that end gets evicted not a tear but always lurking in the face and a tear trickles of indifference.
I was thinking, as you are. So banal, so like what we think, are a standard deviation.
I do not want to know what story, but I want to see
not what you can give me and what I need not you.
I want to me. You want as you always were, what they thought was what you were or where you were not, were doing as you make.
I am I.
I do not know how I started this story I think few will reach but I have no arrow or the bow, much less target.
I have no target to hit, I do not even pon-taria, I feel that what I gain is myself, the arrow is stuck in the heart, so my pain. A lonely heart, marked by a stroke than the revitalized, the pain is too strong for the will of pumping.
I am not free. I'll never be totally free, I love my freedom, but I feel bound by what has love for me.
Because you love me?
Will they love. They want to be free and arrested someone. I want him to feel alone and unnoticed.
Do not want to understand anything, I do not think of anything, because I invades, I want away from that approved MAXIMUM.
Do not want to say is that love freedom. Just want to drop what's in me.
The anguish, loss. He was and is no longer.
I came upon it without feeling left.
This kind of do and undo and more, we say what we do.
I do not want to do anything, will not go away, I go where I do not get going.
Leave nothing and take him away.
Do not cry, do not laugh, not think, do not look and feel I'm not dead.
What a tragedy!
I'll have to go and one day I will also succumb.
Why? Yes, I wonder why this, why that, but do not want to think about what has already been transmitted.
Do not want to fight, do not want to be as much as someone who never was.
The voice tormenting those who grieve.
Wait.
I will travel, and I've been patiently.
I can say that I have not got a lot so me and another missing.
Invade me unless I do not want to say more. I do not want.
Do not want to go back, I want to be here when the song you play music and the wind blows.
Do not want to be the devil, do not want to be angel, do not want heaven or hell. I want the land where everything exists.
Do not want to leave, I stay where I am, I want everything there, just me a space to breathe and think on it.
Imagine and create my own existence.
I just want to breathe air. I want to loose me as the air we breath.
I saw, smelled, heard, also told you what I do not listen.
Like I told you so much and nothing or almost nothing you rang. Is it asking too much of your attention, enough of seduction. I want to see you the raw.
I know sometimes flay my skin to feel that I am raw and I suffer with a skin tear it costs to grow and repair itself.
For you I am full of raw marks and wounds.
Do not know what I want to express. But because it erodes something I desire, but I do.
Basically I wanted to have a bit of everything or nothing, for me that I have nothing worth.
I'm just more and you just did before. He was writing after reading what will trans-Recer what my being wants to convey.
I know it is not easy. I think a lot will not be told too much what will be will not be understood.
Rejected.
I strongly reject that impoverishes me.
The trivial things have no place in the heart there is much excitement.
What we see at a glance you can dial in the heart.
He can not stand, he does not want to see but feel what your eyes see.
Never open the eyes of the heart because he could no longer see, and is suffering.
I'm here.
You see me? I think not! Can you feel me? Also I think not! What you see in me?
Um, I was not here for that thou hast forgotten me, can not stand not having you, because what unites us sometimes separate us, but I tell you I'm here.
I will not pretend
I will write and let it flow.
What I write is certainly a tear.
As I wrote a tear as it is, sad, lonely, damp-da, loose.
Let me wipe your tears, your pain, your sorrow, your loneliness, this choke is to be alone.
Let me lick your tears, I want to drink the pain you feel
Alone, alone. With me, it's me, just me!
How am I? Just me.
The feeling extends to truly feel the pain.
How it feels to us. I think of is to go beyond what comes from abroad.
Inward know that I exist, to exist for others just look at us, but even if I never see that
Loose pages, loose sheets, loose sentences,
Loose pages, loose sheets, loose sentences,
I want to drop everything, do not want to save anything, I empty myself, just so evolve, that everything I write, it all evaporated,
Pain fades into the letter of a phrase, every word of your pain, I write to set me free.
Do not want to suffer.
Another day The morning, the fresh morning air, too noisy. I want the night, silent night, where I see the light in the dark you bring with you.
Let us unite in silence and darkness.
Let us throw light on the blackout. Verses, songs, charms, spells, poems, phrases.
I want to be your light in the dark night.
As I let myself go ...
In the deep recesses of the tides ... The harps played loud siren. I want to stay and look
For you, without telling you what you'll write.
To never forget you.
Nothing! He wanted nothing
The aim with these words is zero. I do not want you to read, nor will I write what I tell you one day.
But now I just wanted a little of nothing.
Do not know if you'll read, much less understand what I have to tell you.
What I want you to notice and understand is that the accounts, but accounts for me and then you can count on me. But do not tell anybody.
I'll expect me to death coppicing.
Death? There is no death!
And this is always present. I'm not afraid of death but to lose you.
Not something that hurt me, but the experience of having and not having is the difference of being, how can this be so?
I want nothing, for very little and nothing
Zero, I repeat nothing, I did not know when everything and now I know what I want is nothing, if you reject what is and is not, I'll be free, free of everything that ties me and I'll let go of bitterness, than is to have.
Simply, I just want to be!
Can I just be me? Yes I do and nothing more, nothing that I do not want. "Timeless"
He knocked, and came back to beat ...
Incessantly beat with a flow ...
Unprecedented anomaly or a wound ... Then one day he opened ...
No more going back to do it ...
It was the open and close in an instant ...
How shall I say, it was my always my ...
But in the end your ...
He, You and I ... In a word then ...
Heart! The profound sadness of BE ...
It's NOT KNOW ... BE AWARE AND LEARN TO LIVE WITH YOUR INTIMATE ...
BEHOLD THE ABYSS is tiny ... YOU BELONG AND IS SOMETHING THAT ALWAYS DES-VANECE ...
HOW TO NO waive RELUCTANCE IS NOT ...
THE ESSENCE OF WILL ONLY BE ...
IS FROM U.S. THAT OWN CAN SEE IN THE BACKGROUND ....
OUR INTERIOR AND THEN WE SEE THAT THERE IS NOTHING LESS SO ...
HOW TO SPEAK MORE ...
Here's an obvious thought, that I can not help express ... The lower level is where we place
...
Better see how the higher being, is getting closer and closer ...
The infinitesimal know ... Where utopian ...
Behold, to be born, live and learn and ... When we really realize ...
It feels good, that much has moved away from knowing ... Everything and be your own ...
What Changed?
All My Life ... On Mute! Why?
Why I'm Willing ...
The Changing Face and Everything ... But Nearly All ...
Welcome to My World ... My World Mudo?
Intellect is the ...
Tell Me What to Do Mode Act ... More Correct! IMAGINE!?
STRATOSPHERE IN SIZE BUT NOT LI-Mites EXPANSION COMES A DISAPPOINTMENT OF TIMELESS MAGIC UNAVAILABLE TO OWN LEVEL OF DECEPTION ALWAYS WITH THE APPEARANCE OF THE TRUE ILLUSION TENEBRIS WORD OF DISAPPOINTMENT already pronounced, which generates INTIMATE CONFLICT OF SINGLE-NIA AGO THAT WINS ANY HARMONY.
Enigmatic, SENSITIVE AND DEEP IS THE ENERGY NON BINDING LETTER OF MORE OR LE-TRAS VERY LITTLE LETTER WORD.
EIS is a menhir THAT GOES WITH THE SEDIMENT AND WRITTEN MUCH IN LITTLE IS SAID.
IN VAIN, YOU THINGS THAT ARE THE MOST There will leave thee, OTHER NON-Valera. TO SAY THAT YOU ARE THE GREATEST FOR LU-ters bully, BUT I "USE" THAT FEW VALERA, BUT THOSE IN THE IN-tiny terior COMES THE AMOUNT THAT ONLY YOU CAN GET. LIVE, GROW, LEARN, AND IN THE END WITHOUT THE PRE-UTOPIAN LITTLE KNOWLEDGE.
EIS FOR ONE DAY A LITTLE A LITTLE, JUST ANOTHER WANT TO LEARN THAT WAS WRITTEN TO UNIFY THE ORDINARY AWARE OF KNOWLEDGE OF SCIENTIFIC KNOWLEDGE THAT BOTH ONLY IF YOU EXPLAIN TO THE DEEP-ences SAPI + WHAT IS READ
I'll start where I finished.
The smoke expands in the interior of my room. For my interior too, this is violated. I want to break up with you and others.
I'll get?
Strength, Strength and Power that haunts me and tells me to go without fear!
Before you end of my days.
The entire exterior I reject, as I
I feel ... I do not know, but here I'm leaving my pe-quena story ...
If you are on this page, curiosity prompted him my little story.
What you gonna tell on these pages is for me to find
the true self that dwells in me, no world out-prehensive education.
How is this possible, we'll see how I will describe my story.
To no longer advance, retreat indeed ready to go. Smoking continues to permeate this space.
This story begins where it will end.
What do you want to tell is to fight everything. Let's see if I can get to the end and say:
I wanted everything and anything, as I maximize the interior.
It's here, in short time equaled the number of cigarettes
of pages through which you browse.
Let's go ahead with the fight, it will have the length of time
blows in the hours, minutes, in seconds. Finished!
I'll start where I finished.
I'm ready this smoke pervades the window and frees up in the air, I want to be that there is only smoke in the air.
I just want to breathe the air.
I float here and wonder what I'll tell. I do not want to do, eventually beginning to commit all the same
errors.
The battle is far from being locked.
What you want is to convey feelings, situations and conflicts.
And the fight is to win the being who I was. Want to be the other, the figure that haunts me.
My own conscience that will alert me and tells me: Emerge, you win.
Here I stopped, but in fighting the move-to chase it.
My figure comes to my Self Free yourself, Expands thee, let me be like you through me.
It started here what will be. What are the questions, proceed without flinching, this is a figure that haunts me.
Makes it happens and is born again to live and feel. Demagoguery and without illusions, live what you can not see.
Because only then you will make progress, rise up and say.
I want to be who I am, I am I.
Being that I was and that the figure will be.
I'll be like I imagine. At that haunts me I tell you go along.
Take on me and break away. Finally yet to begin.
Everything you thought. Beware of this being that haunts you and end the cable is your friend.
No more sorry for this moment. Reached the end of the torment, he touched me and I Murmu-
rou: Are you there?
Now is the end of the beginning that I will report here.
For now I say: Just come up to me and enters me to victory.
Major in me you become yourself. Possess me!
Shalt be the last time my odor. Yeah, you go.
Do not show me saddened by your departure. Actually I'm looking forward to your trip.
Go as you came, as part arrived. Do not want you, you are more a misfortune unconscionable. Your presence is an affront.
I know that for you, never won, only lost.
You're like cigarette smoking friend of the disease.
Part and will, is going to finish that will not be there. Like I said, emanates from the odor that just because your ires ... Gain another flavor and perfume.
Maybe you do not know it, neither be thou in mind that the pro-Vocas you.
Since I know you guys remember a few years. Enough for now here lies the desire to con-tinue with you.
I'll moan in your presence initially thought, but
umbrella for minor ailments.
I create art object and our connection, but pleasure in this and fu-
elusive for living conditions a little weak. I dare deprivation. Because only then be light and natural, at eu feeds me.
Cool, calm, warm and smooth-ing offsets will be
natural wind that runs like the time in a direction to its north. By breathing the air currents are against us
storms that we face, nothing more natural than the smoke from the air itself.
In which we find in nature as integral outer preceding the harmony of being free of chains.
Blossoms, grows and consolidates the very root of free-ing.
Wills not dubious of our meeting is the very pink of the times
desert sands ranging firming reason. The go-getting off the image of vulgar man, to the eccentricity of the intimate relationship that moves us away.
We are different, I'm natural and organic thou art man-cial
and synthetic, and hence do not express without me. Without the act that will neutralize, you will make me happy.
I'll open the door for you to come talk to me. But I'll leave it ajar to get out soon after. Figure you are aware of your spread, it consumes me patience
of unrest. You are and you will be a lot of little importance.
We all have these stupid stages, usually in children.
But if we tell adults to unleash the child within us, so that you also had a
slump. I will return to calm patient.
I can go lock the door. Quite know why you came, but know where you address.
The gulf is wide, wider thinking of you home-gar.
Flee without me, enclose yourself and explodes. From the first day that your word has been my
sentence, but count me when next you tell me,
hello, I'm here, but surely your trip will be a return to harsh reality but to smooth it
if you want to stop raiding, we have what we want? So just a word from you, which is Bye.
And thou art going away leaving ...
It was the last time ... Miss getting to leave. A tear fell and went off crying.
The rope that squeeze me, is not the same as it suffocates me. The node of the neck, hanging by a thread.
Strangle and suffocate the mind consciousness.
What gives is of a slow death and rejuvenate
walking and talking in this way as we have done. Will ever erase the pain of a sharp blow that cuts the laminated raucous live.
At the top of memory and the shattering blow spooky-rich.
It was your presence dichotomy between being and non being. Life covered in photographic moments that everything
stores and in an instant if it turns out. Why live in me out of me. Erase your destiny and lives the part.
This timeless feel spreading the moments following. How to fly without leaving your seat.
A moment that never stops because never be able to stop and breathe,
what makes you breathe.
Living is as strong as the urge to breathe. But just breathing is not living.
When you left to live not previously stopped breathing.
Hence, what emerges in what is an im-age helpless.
Without limits or consequences, the next step. This emerges from us at every moment to be another re-var us what really
somo, this illusion of self-flagellation cliff is to live while we live, the
that moves us is that nature that surrounds us constantly and only distracts us,
I mean that the entire absorption of the moment is simply mind-illusory as the Nature
reflects all the frames at random and super-rela-tively higher every moment of human movement.
Everything that appears around the figure of the self is that enlarges exterior
the interior, however only capture the feeling of being a distraction is greater
that moves us to Mother Nature. If at any time, virtuous, you invade contradictory
is assimilated at the instant of mind these entries can not match the learning and output of any momentum.
Glad surges, vast and far-ment thinks.
I would like to talk about ... you decide where Brasta-mano.
Reversing the roles says shutting up.
The flight of a word is an act. How to ignore you and take you from.
You're flying around in the shadow of the wind. Because you hide, when appearing so what-res.
Do not you see?
Give thyself another, you have another friend who is not your simple misfortune.
Everything emerges vaporising.
It was thus that counting to ten, I realized how much time snapshot glimpse of the future if the window was open and view only the last smoke as ex-expands and as the click of the future becomes large and vast.
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Considerations are made in good unpretentious disposition, enough dose of independence, deep, interesting as we see the interplay of ideas which resulted very good step to tell a story with a moral that is, the moral of the story ... a story that on two workhorses who made a journey through ancient Japan, since the time of discovery, the gray donkey was loaded with salt, very heavy load, black ass guided to the destination because the caravan had a very light load, took sponge boasting of his luck being very rude the way the gray had enough and was about to die when the effort falls into stumbling big puddle of water melting at half load, black ass watching astonished the incredible luck that fellow there goes up, hastening taking what remained of the cargo. Driven by jealousy, throws himself into the water the same sort of hopeful.
The sponge soaked with water making it almost impossible to black even stand up, eventually succumbing to tiredness logically and die.
Stories from Grandpa
love is like a rainbow, is not always present, always appears! The utopian chaos theory formulated a = 1 +1 = 2:2 = first utopia spiral rainbow multifactorial love ends in the maximum radiation energy entity, blooms in the sun - the land expires, the sun draws the same colors to paint the world - I breathe, you inspire the same air and I'm loving all the colors to paint your world! All part of how we feel things and there are things that come together, others split up but the truth does not hide facts. My first recollection I have only simply reminiscing, I wake immersed in a bright day, and prepared me with the power of light out of darkness and will distribute power and energy for the whole community constellation. I put myself wondering if one day be a hell? If a day is a ray, it would be destructive, scary, noisy, relentless or was bright, beautiful, radiant and energetic. Each ray is how humans different characteristics, different modes of action, different light, ie each beam / be unique and exclusive. Well if one day be a minimum radius was unique. Each ray has the form of action, as in people at any time such action appears in fractions of moments. Do we have the radius of action / being, it might change its direction and destination. In relation to targets and for the first time I invoke the name of god, one day appeared to have a conversation of beliefs and faith with a follower of the Koran that told me the following story which I shall describe, you are given a game for hands and ask God that you vehemently skirt and the top score went up a bit. My dear, the story boils down but he finally threw the dice? But apart from this story I will tell you that we share and we spoke / to be acting with the environment, each one throws the dice with your energy / shape / behavior. I knew it would be a transformer and that things were going to have a balance of forces that would transform the shining reality. A revitalized energy and dissatisfaction that people living with satisfaction would become in all colors to paint your mundo.acordei a reality different from the usual fields of writing and explore through this book going to expand my being. I reflect on how the transmission of thought and equate it to a light and power. We all think about multiple perspectives need to follow a stream and the soul has moments of disturbance, the way we look is not always naive and energy expands. Troubled minds with misdemeanors and are perpetuated in unison voice is louder than many voice, words are an expression of art, from this moment will be inspiration. The heartbeat is the rhythm that expands the veins. The prosecution is done because all the dead have their q. We all believe in evil, and sometimes make us shut up, "but we all think" the recollections are not always present and say that not because pratiques hatred is bad. We all have freedom of speech but not all have the right timing, and nothing more honest than the truth, we have various forms of expression and well being is to have balance. Balance is a series of routines, being nervous is an imbalance. People like commenting. All are pure universal love generates compassion. The sun is a source of energy, the abnormal is nothing happens, everyone forgets when they want and there are always several perspectives, many ideas, few convictions ... There are things hopeless, as all are subject to injustice. Love is a source of pleasure and always alone and protected, that people do not like to think but awareness is a torch that enlightens us.
There are vices that we all sometimes have fears, they all say and do stupid things. Do not write to anyone, we all have something we do not want to remember, but it's nice to know when we are sad and always admit it and not hide anything because we all have vulnerabilities, we all feel the pleasure of something lurking and when the opportunity opens the door for him . There is always a feeling toward the other, but "nobody is nobody" so everyone has the right to shine. Friendship is always a good beginning to a friend another self. Follow your instinct that you see the positive. All we can be loved and to love love is light generator, when we are loved we must respect that feeling, love each other and increase the birth rate, always with the words in games crossroads undoubtedly an antagonistic expression but with his logic to avoid suffering. "What the old have not wisdom, but prudence" so listen! Everybody knows the good and evil? We have our hand in this decision to be good or bad, some sanity is madness, the knowledge is really important! " If possible be in graduate school of life ... I'll turn for you, by me and who likes me. Change to evolution. A shaft through which passes a current of anxiety vibrant, electric, travel bodies, feeders and hope for something new and amazing that let's static movements but with racing thoughts and anxiety. Paralyzed from moving up the tension in the falls in reality and with movements controlled and measured, down the stairs of thought where we connect to each other. It is on this ladder of thoughts which we categorize behaviors, faces and movements enquadradam on the descent and ascent of the moments of life, lights feed the treadmill without stopping this madness take you to the reality of sec. Xxi, energy, magic, costumes, all with apparent harmony, but watch your step, not everyone is going up the escalator of life, there are beings who climb stairs that rise above all the moves and supports someone, will that be enough or a question of balance? Balance of forces is key to balancing movements, ups and downs of every level, but not all deserve to go down and support us on the climb, effort and perseverance are essential, then raise yourself to the spirit of sacrifice, no injuries or stops and it will take in light of the thinking being. Without balance of outside forces that might give way, the rungs are dry and fed by cables of hope come to the cord most important cycle of life, this energy that feeds the earth. My electrical panel was the one who would command positions and destinations of current universal. It was a sun that would illuminate the dark bowels of the earth nature. What was happening I felt sad for the dawn a suit that came with nightfall, lived, revived and reborn is it the powerful sun (sun) * a radiant source as drops falling on the floor, this source of life and light. My lighthouse, who searches diligently, so the rotary motion of the abnormality. Beginning to feel the first electrocution and nerves electrocution with cardiac noisy blink. Electromagnetic waves that come and go thoughts waveforms around the circle of waves. Electricity runs through my body the chain that leads me to the circuit wave. The electrical pulse fell and am shaken by impulses circulating in electric mode, always knew the truth when discovered by impulse shines brightly, there is a blackout and shut up the voices tormented by the feeling of being light, lights a candle to light accumulated pain of melted wax. Electric doors open softly playing, but no closing time to open. The electric chainsaw cuts to the roots of hatred vibrant obscure. Electrocuted in smoke light that erases the memory, electromagnetic turbulence nasmentes bubbling, turbulent electromagnetism endless. Extend like spokes electrifying that paralyze the mind, have a light, black electrifying of flashes, flashing lights plaguing me the uninterrupted flow of current. The lights illuminate opaque outlandish beings in the dim light. Electrical wires run through my body vibrantecheipode energy. Rise and move towards the 10th circuit and there is a power failure, 'incorruptible even the dark there is a decrease electric power and fell on the words of ecstasy and sensations. Cut bright sharp and bright echoes, bright light grabbing voice breaking, dark lightning flashes where dark beings with errant eye orientation. There is a fluorescence and flourish and fall, not thunder in all directions and senses. The "ofusculência" and these piercing lightning overshadow the pleasure of others feelings and perspectives. Glowing and intersecting arcs deep into your soul that hold the atoms, shock and dynamic glow. As a hint to me hammer the incongruity of the sentiments that appeal to a light strong and determined, in my absence twilight when I roll smoothly, acute at the lights of my being, I delight and gently like a thunderbolt. There is an ominous light, these lights convalescent threaten that torment us and let foresee the danger? There is a lamp, the light that follows you in moments of bucolic and unable to confront you intimacy in secrecy. There is a bright red light and blocking nerve accelerators. Shocks sails and minds of contaminants to spread without impulses, light company, which was not illuminated and not give the light feel of the company. Thunder crunch and shatter-thirsty pleasure noises. Lights powerful statement to condemn the lives of others by voices. How powerful rays and lacerating cutting ties impossible to tie the dim light in which overshadowed the awareness that penetrate bulky bundles. Intensely lit up the mists of black light in the cosmic light, a pervasive and deep cosmos which relieves the oblivion of the soul. Lightning heats and darkens and becomes still and silent, but range and noise when it happens is breathless and overwhelming that infects the rage to live and be present in other lamps and lighting or even simple but striking fleeting darkness of sighs and breaks silences the most electrifying. That lightning that you erase the issue of consciousness marked by groans and eloquent that precipitate action neglected sense of opportunity to stand still when they fell another lightning in this world. I remember the photo taken with my brother (now hanging in my room) and I ate at the place where the hosts of hell which I refer later. After the ashes of light, these ashes that mark you heat the irons fierce and strong of a hit are only contaminated by ash light of past and future ubiquitous not forget. Cut up the spur of the moment and spreads slowly tearing profusely and telling you controls you, and you throw into a pool of light that drowns in memory of the words incontinent and spilling their place of birth. In turmoil are the burning ashes of a magnetic body that flickers and hisses in your heart burning with desire for something manly and masculine or feminine and sexy then this affront dual personality that does not sag or to one side or the other. The ashes of light and heat the dark frivolous in their heat and have the protection of rain and eaten, that spread across continents and timeless space invades us and presents us with luxurious and gives insights into the many pleasures and depressing. The anxiety of the chemistry of pleasure sedentary but not encrusted, but printed on the naive side. Oblivious to the thrill of feeling and being, you feel bright and dazzling and relieves contractions felt by the excesses, excesses that we redirect them to another dimension, develops, feeds an addiction does not shy no bounces or runs up crazy hair denial. The light hypnotic and groping experience feelings felt in the face that promise to yield to the desire leads us to believe that there is dynamic and, for without it we are taken without credit debt, stagnant life as hypnotic transcendent beings who are caught in sources droughts, rave brow of indecency and idleness. Lead us to new challenges in the same thought in different reactions, these reactions sometimes unreasonable where we face with the pure desire to have, can be fed by it and not conducted as separate pieces of clay that come together when heated.
My second recollection is just a picture dressed in a suit where I am in the same outfit from the first picture that is now in my room, I'm açoreira on top of a car I remember falling down the stairs where my grandmother had some tapes used at the entrance to the flies. I remember to call my grandmother to the land of the land of the flies was much excitement when the donkeys or horses to pass. My father, who owns a blue car where he was born my second recall, was a datsun. My "old" used to tell a story, this story he said, between my grandmother and a donkey that does not comply, the old woman bit off his ear. Today after reading the story you will not fell him any teeth. I saw the breasts of my grandfather and was once the mirror was under the bed of my parents was that he had better play from childhood until the worst nightmare, nightmare I used to have a terrrivel down a stream and came in a pot, I think this may be the worst one can dream of that child and death in the end the death and just as immortal or die before that light which is divided between bodies disposed of motion and oscillates between two easy ways to illuminate, but without any life, subsists in bitterness and disappointment of hypnosis systemic that feeds and develops. Consciously, it is so intense that it is extinguished and there is even erased. Psychedelics loops intertwine in the noise of angry thunder that support and enhance the anomaly that arises from being covered by all this psychedelic thunderstorm. Well here it remains consistent with no powers or scales, the transfer would only be a pretext for the abnormality, thunder black, caged and emitting grunts strangest and most profound of the absorbance of the reason he goes out, and range shifts without the least secretive, seemingly in a world of psychedelic lighting that afflict those who want him to mislead or enjoy pleasures staggered prejudiced by the colors dyed oblique stagnant, with no intention of creating or mere indulgence. Imbued with the spirit of the fragments of thought, in fact fragmented are those who imagine another world, away from disturbances, such as when we scratch ourselves irritate the eye, or simply blink. This move alienated from other movement glows and spray away the minds and oblivious to the simple fact of what is being moved or shaken. Thunder is psychedelic and drive away spirits, without which they manifest and why are not there, is a parallel reality of rumors and intransigence as the bogeyman, and nobody here eats weird personalities and aliases of preexisting even in the absence of fact. Hence, all that is unreal is timeless story, but it does anything, afraid, afraid that we deport a horizon to 5 dimensions, polygons and linear, but not likely or even capable of any trait, this trait that represents the hemispheres apotheotic and transcendent thought. Not flower or grow in filaments of reason abstract ideas, but impulses are born characters ever seen, decorated movement imitation and appropriateness to the moment, but all made aware and minimally calculated. Without calculation is real and unpredictable so it is a genuine spontaneity that is absurd to think of anything. Creak and grind the heads of old and already vanishing in yellow leaves and eaten by bibliófagos that without perseverance intimidate obsolete memory and made and counterfeited to its measure. Surrounded by measuring devices, welcome the rotulantes abexins and laugh at the thunder of the Abyssinian. - To exhort those who live in the light of the past, those dying of celestial bodies in addition to invade prominent that happens, the immediate. But all technical issues are, more or less intense, but are energy radiation that are not compatible with the past, even the moment before. Memories that emit harmful radiation so that it does not blind but any thought that wants to ignite at any moment, momentum or moment. For the past intersects with the present, moment, momentum, or the second tranche, but the influences are not always so in time for the powerful light is a pure stream of ecstasy that cuts like wind on your face, something hitherto deprived of intent and movement around the pleasure of doing or being, as what exists and the account of our being is the click, that by simply looking forward to the light of its past, more or less intense light, sweating from past lives, but not the principle guiding the movement triggered pulse remaining unmasked, in the second lived in the moment and those who simply do not crawl around lights of the past and who cling to anything. Well that is synonymous with pollution, radiation, no thanks! Hence, anything stronger than light at the moment, and be at all times with all his might, but nobody is better than anyone, is a question of fighting, and I do not come with these lights because everyone has innate, weary of will and imagination and pure energy development and creation, magic colors reflected in shades of yellow sun. In fact there is not much light, there are only pockets of remaining life and balanced way to objectify, which can not be seen. So there is not real, is the result of something that helps us raise awareness. But the ray that is consciousness? What is really conscious or unconscious? Here is one that assumes no barrier to materialize and that makes much sense to understand, we all headed for the moment. This to put preconceived barriers and say a current insurmountable when in fact there are no barriers in real!? Everything is imaginary so we all live in the same chain of illusions, the seat of other spirits that does not affect us because actually there, or in fact there is no barrier between the unconscious desire of the ever-present in the conscious and that we reserve for ourselves , only empty, but there are imaginary heavenly creatures living as they say in light of the past, the majority ruled that it had to have weight or measure, but then again who are they to interfere. There was and is to look at the days until he desbater nothing more natural than that light shining on it with pleasure that we conform. Conformance, adversity, conflict, serving as a mere indulgence accumulator conscious attitudes and problems but not as deep as they are so natural. Between natural and the transcendent there is no shock here that the minimum standard involves us and makes us feel at ease and quiet, everything is natural: air, joy that surrounds us, the one that hits and runs and especially touch, gentle touch for those who enjoying puffs of lightness. Energy managed in the nucleus, potent source radiates in transforming ourselves, psychological changes, let us consider this then hit by a nuclear power. This vibrant light grows in expectation be that in reality but does not suffer as a peacock that seeps in and seized impulses that lead us to act to act or not act, impulse, this dynamic and clear explosion. Hence us to take advantage of the pinnacle of his strength, are common agents that correct, pillars crumble because it is impossible to destabilize the power of transformation. And nothing stronger than being processed, this change in something that elevates and protects us from contamicao. I remember crying and not wanting to go to preschool the first day but especially after I enjoyed my friends, playing with my friends. It was normal kid in high causes illness FREB nightmare of custom, such as it was attached to some chains and descended into a fiery cauldron but delirium was thought to hell but suddenly woke up and was saved at the final count that stemmed. I know because I also learned to distinguish hot from cold, according to my brother who put a hand on it the second heater in the coldest part and he the hottest part, result: I just burned a right wrist that reminds me of the 666 or the mark of the beast out of curiosity my last phone ended in 666. - Something we will not stop if we want to continue, but why stop if it is action that takes place and generates emotions, sensations and stimuli, when someone responds and reacts, action my friends, patience and intelligence to understand the other being confrontational. Why let the negative energies paralyze us as if we were children with no response, courage, my dear, the word is that the order has to be judged and who will be the judge of reason, who will be the normal or abnormal, nobody! We all have faith and I have to give fezada cases of concern the wish and desire and this omniscient, but as a harp and alludes that eludes transmits sounds with echoes delusional mermaid. Nothing more than relaxing to hear listen twice as much as we speak and the silence is action, not naivete or lack of control, and few resist the silence-is to experience itself. It might even be torturous but will answer many questions both subjective and objective, the sociable silence is mute but can serve as the perfect weapon uncontrollable, impulsive and willing to sequeciosos, those who can not control. Calm down and listen, listen to the silence within you.
I once caught a bird tied him to a wire iron an ironing board would give him food, water ... And died that day my living toy. My first play the game of picking the wrong result have my brother behind me so that I hurried to that "corner" where he cracked his head until the whitish tissue that was watching. I walked about 4 km to climb the mountain and the smoke kentucky to $ 12.50 at these meetings a friend of mine ate lamps, glasses, which appeared, the circus had passed recently in the village. My first exercise in exhibitionism cyclists was longer my brother, the two failed to pass just about bricks and taken by him to the hospital. Almost at the same time took a ferradela of a bitch pregnant and after the theft of marbles that I have involved my brother avenging me of the burglar who was later to be my friend and brother who had the craziest of the earth. This friend was not invited to my birthday but was keen to offer me my first lego single and in life. Days before the 1st communion went with a friend at the local community center and steal the sin hosts. It was only the beginning. Then I started to play hide and seek and so it hid from my mother's best friend leaving him alone in the house after knowing that he was terrified and calling for us there we open the door. With his friends were playing with bikes, cars, marbles, and we liked adventure ... Eventually happen one day going to sing the janeiras the day of kings and getting some cash ganta it right away I remember offering sausages and other smoked, we were in third grade and though the teacher was replaced, the schoolyard was works with sand hills and holes, but I ventured, when I came into the room and went for the first time for such audacity "to take a ruler" I dared and took her hand before the teacher hit me, the second in front of students and pretended to forgive . In the 4th year sold my colleagues covers collections of his father, as these supplements coming out in today's newspapers. I remember the first wizard aa where my mother took me and my father and my brother and I saw the wizard you touch them in the genitals to me he did not dare and I threw him the hatred that was the first in disgust life. I am a native over my cousin and my brother and he gets one of the first lp of Pink Floyd - The Wall, Primac cool.
Remember the 1st May 1986 the communion in the church of ash sword at his side, was already an intense walk with tight shoes. Time to leave for the county of Estarreja back let friends and acquaintances, I conceal my departure at all with the benefit of leaving a little before the school year the 4th year being offset by a subsequent letter from the teacher who expressed his astonishment at my silence. When I arrived at the county Estarreja Pardilhó I moved to where I spent a few months, begun here my day-to-day, I know that at the time what we now call it bullying I was the victim and feared, feared even while traveling from home to the school bus, which had had a taste of "watering the soup! The 1st job that I remember was the car wash to my father and spending bill now on the typewriter and he paid me. I arrived at 5 years with a special permit or a signed waiver by my guardian to enter the 5th year in school c + s advanced they still lacked the minimum age. - Reached only toilet paper roll and smoked-came to wish that everyone would stop in time for me to enjoy a bank robbery, etc ... But this year I get my first degree in which he mentions that the student participated in the 1988/89 school cross country running in 15th place, not bad for anyone who has not grown, has also felt grown to jump the net and go buy cigarettes. - Rode a bicycle without brakes and spent the soles of my sneakers at the beginning of smoking seriously I owe a sg giant neighbor to the best tavern early estarrejae preferred the buffet and not eat in the canteen. I remember the 1st rite funeral I attended was my parakeet to this poor guy had been cut the wings ... He had been playing in the backyard and climbed a medlar tree when I jumped to the ground, trampled the parakeet! Here begin my sequels, even fell asleep crying over losing that animal, I ended up joining a mosaic and there he did the burial. All very well not be a cat the next day go get him! Result of this story ends with a dog who had asked for Christmas gift but was found as a stray at the door of my house, we welcome this "teko" and just being instructed to attack the cat question, just my teko for killing the cat. I even hit a stone on a lighter out of curiosity and it broke out.
In my early working days, divvertia me in the bakery where he worked, who scolded ... Used to take the newspaper to the bathroom to read and smoked a cigarette or two but at the time not to be caught by my brother and my sister arrived with the fear of throwing the packet out the window in the car.
I had an experience with Shadow Wolf: I was lost but found. Protected, but only by choice. Feed your dexterity of solid chemicals and essential water. In the purity of their own "shadow" for adventure dives and had a touchdown, Caricuao. As the wolf was protected, but by attitude alone, plunged in solitude apparent. Today I write as a wolf Caricuao, face their world and interpret it. Friend does not live independently without their wild nature, but a real newbie charitable life, an embryo in Caricuao where I graduated as a young blood has loyal, honest, above all, a fearless nature, fierce in its essence but fair and respectful of your friend companion and friend. So faithful traveling companion and always interpreted with care complicity and silence. I lived a little to get to know the shadows of Caricuao "streets" and company. But I saw courage in the wolf and he established link confidant and statutory change as to its freedom. One thing that the wolf had was freedom, he was, lonely, lonely! And free! Shadow Wolf shimmering energy extra-human in their way of being. With his barking imposed on its independence from the wild nature of genes. I decided to share their spiritual cod, wolf alone with the supper, or rather shadow wolf Caricuao that while connected by a single dish free in unison fraternal sharing also their drink. We are alone by choice? Sure! We are free to think about how nature shapes us. It was a present for me this Christmas, Caricuao wolf, but he wild for inborn genetic environment is driven by their chromosomes to the sensation of a pure state free of its own nature. Enigmatic as the way of life but powered home to live and enjoy your lonely side but free of any restriction or imposition. Shadow wolf and I are friends, as it is uncharacteristic act of unconventional coercion of others, we free the hands of mother nature and so what we have grown and induced in infiltram.havana club is at the heart of the madness of the same seat of revolution, we take account of our being here is free but a covenant of collaboration with solitary animal instinct.
When I was younger my grandmother called bushmaster, one day playing football the teko I had jumped what seemed like 30 inches because it was low and fell 2 feet tall, I was running to call my parents when there I got the small pequenois had survived for Christmas were my grandparents home, got into an argument with my parents and even said to my grandmother before she died that dog. I come to the village where I am today Estarreja city and start to attend the 6th year in school Donaciano, here I met my great passion for teen who would mark me throughout my youth. I came to be more than 10 minutes standing there looking at my father's mistress, and thought, thought that at least she made a noise would have some problems.
I always liked my brother but he once beat me with his fist and struck the identity of my father when he ran into the street in pajamas Pardilhó, county Estarreja and ended up in the backyard near the brambles. Until I had to put makeup on output due to the usual Sunday marks on his face. He had no brakes and spent to stop the slippers, I sold the bike on which he walked without tires offer just the rim of my grandfather and sold it to the weight where I made $ 300 for it. At this school with just two negatives, one mathematics to other crafts, I had never realized that was so bad in the crafts. Naturally embraced by society and their customs in early 1989 to play football to finish this career in 1998 as an athlete's sports club in Estarreja, as I started practicing football as tip-coming striker to score a goal in three of my long career, but it was a training game against Ovarense. Then as he grew up going backwards in the position of center forward, I traveled to far-left, then to right middle, then the average center to get protection in central and libero positions. It was known at the end of my career as an athlete of an anti-fair play evident, even from registering the 2nd goal scored in the day that I ask the coach to be the team captain and play center midfield in that game scored a goal I made a difference and the distance traveled through the field to the opposing goal by making a "panties" to the goalkeeper. Meant to take pins to football games in order to make the plays in the field.
In 1990/91 I attended the 7th grade in middle school Estarreja, I was not well integrated in this school for being a rebel and went the story that one day I masturbated in the classroom, being dubbed by history professor and holder of the Patriot missile - this time in the war in Iraq, inevitably disapprove of negative 4 years. What hurt me most was the Portuguese, and it was the first one on my schooling. I decided to return to school had made advances, whose grade 5. After the academic year 1991/92 School Year 7 + c s hurtled towards being dubbed the "AIDS" among colleagues, I even had a reputation for misbehaving in school but the successes would allow me a passing grade, since the then when confronted about why she came from Estarreja to advance said to have been expelled from school Estarreja. Punctured low-density floppy disks for double the capacity of those he did it with a manual drill, came to go to school to advance in Estarreja "bicycle, even purposely go after ovar, stealing candy and gum to the hypermarket. The best game I've done throughout my career was after a direct and was against the seaside club until the van came to fetch me home. I put a fly in a butter sandwich with a friend called "minette", the first porno I saw amazed me, a woman had dick and tits at the same time something that made him think, another era of snakes and eels, scenes from my father ... Among the trips Estarreja and advances of the pass had to make but cp as tobacco addiction is beginning to aggravate, rather than buying the pass ... I was already a stage only to hitchhiking to get change for tobacco and went to the bakery to eat half regueifa drink a liter of beer at half with colleagues. In my grandfather's house shot from an airgun and lead it backfired and nearly hit me and I heard the hum of the projectile. Once I went to a birthday party, already with the mania of drugs burned a black gum and was doing in their own party after believing that it was hashish. Before going to train my friends called the house and stole bottles of champagne and drank to my father before training came several times to be expelled. One day one of these friends got drunk that such had to be hospitalized. His father came to call my doing queixa.no within the football club had a special training, this was our opponent's team selection of Aveiro in search of new talent. I accomplished a great workout and that was when I put the train on the same selection Aveiro and got a placement. Football Association of Aveiro 91/92 season playing as a striker, tilts down to the left, was a substitute for a player who later went to fc Porto. On 11 - 07-1992 selecting sub-13 would have a meeting in which they faced the choice of the selection of Aveiro Leiria ending the season 91-92, was here in this game that I had my chance and went in the second part as reported by the Daily Aveiro, Tuesday, July 14, 1992 - Aveiro, 2 - Leiria, a "game in the field of sports complex s. Jacinto. "The return of the resorts, the selection Aveiro took the field with another determination. Unlike the first part where the leirienses dominated, aveiro proceeded to take account of the game and exploring the best defense of the adversary, gave a "face" of the result. He reached the goal of the tie, by filipe Moorish arch who shot to the back of the goal. " I do not know what he was doing in that game, I remember having had very little to the point of not picking up the balls, it was either too slow or was very fast, but in the end there I scored what would be the 3rd goal of my football career, this year there was no inter tournament teams for financial reasons, you could have evolved more? You never know. Come the 1992/93 academic year where I attended the 8th grade in school c + s advances and smoked all intervals, it was a rebel with deviant behavior. She told a friend who was in military school, I got to get inside a classroom in support of French with a toilet seat on his head saying he was lord toilet, had no courage to face the eyes of my father until the first hospitalization, chewed herbs before entering the house after football practice first and last time he took punches, threw in a training started, "I took one and assaulted him and told him to wait for me outside it still took more, and he waited ... Even my head was against the tar he was nicknamed the "Pardilhó. I have the first club in my attic giving it the name ku *. - Climbed through a skylight at the top of the building and came to have blankets on the roof among other things, with my friends smoked it several times with my friend mary got me to the brink of bounds near a chimney, he left an owl I was off balance and causing me to almost fall off the roof. The blue ray blue ray invades infuriated me be resplendent with energy that flows into the pores of dirty prejudice and intolerance that this blue ray will hit. The light produced by all beings curls in a shameless tricks are not difficult to convoluted artificialities innocuous. This laser light is invisible so pervasive and penetrates to the unseen and undetected. It is a light seer and teacher assumptions and crossroads outside the seer himself. Inconspicuous and innocuous prorovoca through its beam a Suction poisonous thoughts and preconceived ideas to their own poison and antídoto.luz your attic, this smoke that the light pierces the mind of memories shrouded in rags in broken heads without direction and action, action this motor that cools the frenetic level of thought and slowness of mass mind uncoordinated. Penetrating the idle time is enthusiastic and is distributed by the lights and exciting in brain electrical stimulation wandering. Intensifies in body mass and paralyzing hiptonizadora as one will set in rhyming gibberish. These lights come in the attic any head-end engineering. "Some people have monkeys, others only attics! "Other lamps that obscure the main entrance, I wish to penetrate the attic of memories, thoughts, short lived lives without great causes but with many memories. Memories are those that illuminate the mind to always open or closed in trunks ... Fetched from VHS tapes and having no money to pay the rent on time spreading and increasing Adiva rarely slept thinking about what it should. I even have the tapes months to accumulate. In 1993 I began to want to take my money and decided to go to work after a call to a game room. At the time he was 15 years old and had already seen a lot of authority that held the order of space and prohibiting those under 16 from entering. Came the first contact with hashish and that has proved to be the ultimate consumption over the next 17 years. In this environment I came into contact with other realities, but always refused and denied the use of heroin and cocaine, making it know that I did throughout my life was not with the intent or purpose or I may have been "mined" but never consumed . He was unfit for consumption and attitudes was already a famous "artist" being the presenter of the festival's final school year of the finalists for the 9th year em1993/1994.
Generator, generator or generator love love what fuels this carnal desire not virtual, and this emotional link kissing transparent and thirsty for something vital to the development of energy ties emotive and trams. This generator feeds egos and personalities with hidden faces daily as the representation takes on the breakfast or dinner, or water that feeds the energy of the day to day. Without masks or agonizing thoughts, enquadramo us in reality the power of love or love the energy of electric and sharp glares and representative of love and loneliness that lives fueled by a cable that never shuts down, an energy incorruptible, but true, always! Always thirsty electrifying look of desire and some patience invented by the monotony of days and oblique face that nothing in this account through electrical wires are loose. Adventure up the imagination of the motor and innate realities but cleared of choking with instant contact. Contact indispensable to life motor, motor, that the consensus reality of being and not being there, but oblivious to other realities almost imperceptible to the conscious desire, but there it is! There is always this sense of opportunity in the immediate future, so the media can not be watery, if not slide in the thoughts of love generator means and resources available and how to love and generator is always on the lookout for other means not virtual and controlled this very being of condescend, then it can not divest themselves of the pleasure it generates, and proliferates in these ever-present faces of the piece of soul you always wanted to stifle. Because you can not sell any piece, as energy is one and multicultural in its sense of satisfaction, satisfaction, developing several realities, because we are imaginary and virtual, only the presence of others or on the mirror to hide the new energy regulator in the spirit of neutrons, that those are the real animals of light. Dragons lights can light up, and this current that runs through us and revitalize daily give us strength and mimicry of gleaming errant beings, yes! Errant because it can stand the force of light or convalescent sick and oppression that affront to reality dualistic and oppressive. Do not weigh upon this stream of negative poles who infiltrate deep pain and reducing the subconscious personality negativistic criticism, but the feed yourself positive and transcendent reality of chemical and chemical anti circuit feeds the spirit of innovation and achievement, this realization that is not transferable as feeders frantic race towards any pleasure, but that draws the mind to the waves of thought and this transmission. The transmission of thoughts is real and develops circuits and nobody can deny that these circuits have current spreads in the air of timeless sensations and pleasures oppressed because we are all starting to beta-blockers, but external stimuli that enhance our thirst for living. These pulses therefore affect our reasoning and sometimes conflicts occur or develop in thought, but that can bring happiness, that the excitation of protons will lead to external reality. Blue light triggered strong emotions blue light that goes through bridges and ladders and infiltrating the feelings of power that feeds on developing this potential with its witty host beam where ultra sensitive to the beauty of friendship eloquent transparency of wishing for something "blue" stronger, more intense, and develops in us constellations with feeling and profound ramifications of being alienated in this wave Hertzian. This power affects oblique minds bereft of feeling of living, turquoise affecting deep and lasting friendship, he carries in itself magical beams of madness and delight lovers of rare beauty and invigorating. Twilight of the intensity in the filaments, it develops and transmits energy and warm protective evils and pleasures with agony and silence, there is not a mask that eludes us and alludes to the abstract thought, but rather a strong light and intensifying pleasure real and imaginary, but it affects and who it affects always be transported and run out of bounds for the intrinsic and lasting friendship. She falls in love and almost bereft of reason but which serves food to the excitement, come and bring pleasure and delight of lust, that pleasure is all calories and invades a frenzy of excitement this primary color that lies down and rolls clasp the accumulation of energies which were empty over time but that does not disappear in the future present, that is always present, protective, does not allow us to evolve the level of uncontrollable pleasure brilliant.
In 1994 I started learning electrician and along comes a nickname as I still am known by some as the "Faiska" because it got a shock on a loose thread and in the end there was no electrical power. I went to the night and on the first trip to the disco eclipse in 1994, I became the "catch-cups" I still remember that day you have made a breathalyser test and the result before you start to office was over 2.0. This night was fantastic, I just grabbed all the bottles of the club and be carried by one of the managers at home with his head out, and there left me at home, was a marvel, this summer of last year's eclipse as a bartender get to the final shot'sea replace bartenders doing the middle of the night who have not stand. I left to move forward and get ovar, I joined the academic year 1994/95 in year 10 area school sports fragateiro José Macedo, was always the worst level of ed. Physics and sport it also was due to my bad behavior, I even have a medical certificate at the time of swim practice meant an allergic reaction to chlorine, but what I did not know how to swim! He had a football team that was called "les bufons" or peidolas and they got the funds in the commercial angrariar Estarreja. With the drinking made me go through the pj in Aveiro with another friend, was global stage before the tests in the secondary where submarines' mixture of beer and cake became in jest.
In the journey of the finalists in Bayou exit super market with the affection born of beers which led him to an apartment where we met We said flat bottom of the empty bottles. On the occasion of the birthday of my girlfriend at the time I got drunk furadouro so I just fell asleep at the table I had only been agreed soup and when I vomited at the dinner table after they gave me a ride home and I wanted to be a party and not at home. In my eighteen saw the movie thought tranpotting always great fun because of man diving into a toilet and a sea of turds and often the conversation with my grandfather liked to talk about what comes out of me that is the only shit that is cagalhao ETA of my secondary that did the same bullying older they were even threatening, in celebration of my brother's wedding with three bottles of rum and many shots and grabbed the blinds this morning to throw up. I became a champion for the team nicknamed the "Chechens" in the football tournament and I continued my progress in 1995/96 already in 11th grade school josé macedo fragateiro obtained the transition to year 12 but with mathematics and physical chemistry back, never able to recover. I jumped out the window of a classroom and walked through the door saying he had gone to the bathroom the teacher who was the class director said he would tell my parents and I prayed that he had problems at home. However rode the running and I complained a lot of muscle and I later came to be operated in the case of a hernia in the year 1996/97, one year after failing to looming military service to which the military inspection consider me unfit , complained to me that I could not run because my legs ached. He made friends with the tri-turbos or joints of three filters. Provoking situations of bullying influence the group "back" of the school were those who nicknamed eta. Meetings promoted to 4 and 5 people in the city of ovar at lunchtime, real attacks on freedom of expression and guests who gathered with my best ally nuno coagiamos groups in gender usual. Declaration hall Estarreja, I'm copying: he served as a monitor in occupational program for children in the 1st cycle of basic education "active holidays" during the months of July, August and September 1997. "More states that the services provided have been widely recognized and praised, both by interest and commitment shown, either by merit of his work. In santarém after saying it would expose the house went to some friends coming to give a fart and smudging me all the boxers having thrown out the window repeated in the year 1997/1998 the 12th grade where I am reproached for their dedication to the faults association of students who started driving this year. The waiting and he rode well wishing, wanting jumping, skipping and smoking was walking without travel destination Anxiety, varies with age although it is always live so very anxious waiting for something, you always want something, all in the stands as we will own involuntariamente.nesse years prepared the following proposal election: it is with great determination and sense of responsibility that we contest these elections to the association of secondary school students fragateiro Joseph Macedo. We aim to promote cultural and recreational activities in order to dignify this school, it badly needs to assert itself both internally and externally. To achieve this goal we suggest: - making a prom-promoting sporting and cultural days allocated to the entire student population, including a week of youth soccer tournaments, basketball and volleyball (masc. / fem.) .- Elaborate discussions monthly, with the aim of educating and informing students about the problems of society, encourage the creation of a school newspaper - training-associated acquisition of a billiard table football - completion of the week the youth, with various activities - establish contact with "average" in order to publicize the activities of our school, and in particular the initiatives of the student association. "count on your vote" list - this is your membership list - we face for distributing campaign vocês.na condoms by students and kept contact with the health center for the forthcoming debates that do not come to realize why the health center wanted the students to stay private lessons assistir.sob the campaign slogan, "give the guy for you! "" follow our steps, "and even" plays our music, "with posters of the socialist party that supported this campaign by providing the venue wanted a contrast, ie campaigner for the party, the chips of a militant were distributed but not even a militant political force that won our association. For other projects, the executive board Buy billiard table football and gets half of that cost 20 shields each game. On the day of inauguration and I quote: following the election took place in the last days between January 14, 1998 10 and 20 hours. Participated in two lists, a and b whose representatives are listed in the application process, noting that the act took place within the normal range. Following the closing of the polls, where 740 students voted, we proceeded to count the votos.obtendo the following results: ten white votes invalid votes-fifteen-five hundred and seven votes list-two hundred and eight votes according to the list b the voting lists was the winner in the first round absolute possession was granted by the association elected the following year that provides an assessment of the association over the school year nineteen hundred and ninety-seven. After this presentation there is no surplus.
It should also be noted that the previous association has in its heritage a desk, a metal cabinet, a chair, a bench and two games of chess (incomplete). And nothing else to add closed session from which these minutes were drawn after that deal will be signed and approved by members presentes.dias campaign comes after an anonymous complaint to move the school where I was nicknamed the Lion King and Al Capone because sometimes made me go through such characters in the classes, the thing complicates up to my side because it was also seen by the executive board as a consumer of hashish and a second school psychologist the ringleader. At the end of 1998 to psp ovar open inquiry and police investigation is reportedly the anonymous complaint of child I was mayor of Estarreja and was the head of a trafficking network. He had just finished smoking a joint when I entered the premises of the cops, I denied it consumed and had tried and had not liked it since then had no more contact or information on my interrogation at the police station that ovar. This year on prom fall suspicions and allegations of non-payment of that dinner, something immoral because it was paid in the following days with # 1 Working from my best friend at the time, the list has applied the following year she was afraid that we do not we paid for dinner, something that was made, rumors. In January 1998 I am invited to a week of education, brought memories of his exa. Jorge Sampaio President of the republic which has provided a picture with the dedication "to the group of Aveiro, in particular in e Joseph Macedo fragateiro the school with a friendly hug "Education Week January 24, 1998 - President of the Republic, had lunch standing in the museum where the electricity greeted the President. That same year, comes the opportunity to work at a nightclub in pildrinha furadouro, there as a bartender entertained guests with bottles and juggling tricks, they do remember the movie "cocktail" was a night I blotted and all had the feeling that the club had burned up believing it even after when I am awake all smudged the underwear shoot through the window, fall upon an umbrella of a cafe, days after the mother is a friend of mine to return the already washed underwear saying that maybe had fallen from above. It was common to drink two bottles of absinthe a golden strike along with my partner. Until I'm at a party to serve a customer in front of the boss and start to fill the glasses spreading the liquid around the counter and was immediately fired. In short he was a manager of a client and I served them two shots are throwing everything he told me Get out here and today more than ever talked to this man. I attended a wedding of my brother's best friend, I smoked weed in the bathroom and I got drunk so much that I put on the table and made a shoe phone. The night always accompanied by glasses and consuming hashish used to write the formula of Einstein on the cover of the 1998-1999 school monho bar - bartender was here a few months to serve cups. Realized a final party of 2nd period, as usual rival nightclub phoenix he struck 900 people, at the first party of 700 people monho hit against almost 200 other people at the party rival, was a success. After the party took all the elements of the association by paying out to dinner the owner of monho not giving this dinner, no more money for the party. This year I started my employee discount as the philips factory worker where I worked two months with almost two weeks of absences. At that time got a job at Unitec / Quimigal. I was bartender / entertainer with my juggling tricks at the disco Dacascos was here that consumed my first "insert" participating in two days and took in different halves seemed that nothing I did was to speed the body, such as defoliate an entire magazine and not read anything or get home and put music and failing to keep pace. It was the first and only experience with these substances. At the disco Dacascos public relations and security when they picked me for one more day at work told me that I the day before with my juggling bottles and had hit on the head of a client who had gone to the hospital exiting news in the newspaper after all it was all a lie and I had believed. For a delay of 3 hours I was with a girlfriend and I get there pick up cups and replaced by fired on the spot. Opened a new bar where I was in Estarreja in the 1998/99 year as a bartender / bar porter heroes, one of those nights borrow a book on "the doors" and killed the "American" convoy was collected by him and my book. I even make a deposit of $ 100 in order to raise $ 1,000 for 2 years ... as a janitor and even burnt the door with petrol bike but never provoked even got involved with anyone. Organize a New Year 1998/1999 in the bar organization Faiska heroes & friends call all their friends to the New Year. Mando all customers leave the pub before midnight and ended up closing the bar and the New Year. I go to the bar ovar stones where I am assaulted by advertising within the establishment to another event, lodged a complaint with the police and they go to a bar where they are told that walked ashtrays from inside, pure lie. I even go to the prosecutor but did not give sequence to the case for lack of witnesses. New Year's Eve of 98/99 - heroes of the bar av. Viscount Salreu Estarreja rode a program in which: the 12 strokes in one night [days and] ... dj's on resident control sergius guest dj Vitinho and incognito. In the middle of the party and in order for me to go home to dress for the party and my friends show up, put away all the customers of the bar that night where he was porter at the end of the year. In my thoughts I question the order of the alphabet and come to think that the ab or abba were very forward thinking to create a security system for men type blink or touch and feel each other and walking speed in all to see who was ill or suffering and help. I watch television and I think the footnotes contain messages to my mind I see the channel ftv and I think that day will receive the Nobel Prize. I have thought being given to eat human organs and it was a food store to the pound that day thought the broken glass on the street were diamonds, was watching the movie snatch / pigs and diamonds in the cinema when I think aveiro be the actor of the film, beginning to take off their shoes and enter and leave the theater, it was my movie. Estarreja ran as an act of ultimate freedom to near the river and think of climbing the trees, using meth body in the river and I think I am a genius and that Mr.. President of the republic is to watch me, I have contacts with the cows that were grazing and try to communicate to them my thoughts. I think they are stealing the ideas and I want to do bad things start to feel weird, to isolate myself, doing things like turning the whole room, reading books on psychology to realize what was happening to me, I started delirium, delusions of persecution, or who was being monitored and controlled either by television or the newspapers of the day, come to think that my father would buy me a bar, and that was the world's largest, was only taking the odd things my parents to be seriously concerned, this general hubbub gnr someone calls and firefighters still transport me to the hospital which ran adrift hours walking until I found the military gnr which I say: "we were actually looking for you" I am taken to the hospital in Aveiro, subsequent to the psychiatric emergency Coimbatore. Driven by firefighters strapped to a gurney after the conversation I'm thinking I'll take an injection and I will have with the girls after talks with the chief of psychiatry, but only took the injection ... When I wake up I'm in a room of the psychiatric ward!? Flee, I took a taxi and went to the Coimbatore Estarreja where he said the taxi driver to wait and went to tell my mother ... The next day I had to take a tablet sent by psychiatrists not knowing it was purposeful to feel bad, asking to take me to the hospital, stayed over 20 days under the regime of physical restraint that is tied with a belt to bed! Estarreja welcome the Intermarché seemed to me an invitation to enter a nearby house, came into the garden they thought I was a thief and even managed to make a complaint but then gnr said he was even looking for me and took me to the hospital. The HUC - University Hospitals of Coimbra second bulletin hospital - psychiatric service men - this patient was admitted to hospital and discharged 03/01/1999 02/15/1999 - ordinary illness. At the hospital in Coimbatore received the first number of very interesting in which he was the man to turn over the papers and the name sparks. He participated in football tournament held in psychiatric service - men HUC February 11, 1999 in Coimbatore am approached by the chief psychiatrist who smoked gray to me and put a plastic cup and deceived me saying he would succeed, women and travel, when the nurse comes in late and I thought to myself going to take me to some party and will be ftv sex only when the end was a shot that took the next day when I wake I find myself in a room I know where it came from, I left the confines of Hospital going towards the passing cars and houses illuminated contained movement that is where the police were thinking that interact with me, I ended up being taken home by a man who went by car and saw me in my pajamas, and asked him to let go that would give the disclaimer to sign, a fact ignored by the entire medical team even though I am of legal age. The output from there is compared to an earthquake in social life, being weakened in the next few years, I have fears such as: go to the cafe, fearing that the cup fell and people started to mention my name.
As the 3rd clerk in 1999 was the delivery of mail and registration of licenses at the time discolor the hair, distributing the mail car without even a letter, within the perimeter of the factory where it was moving at 30km / h, wanted to feel the first time a car coming to have an accident leaving the bumper and I had to justify.
I do not sleep because I do not want to sleep but living here is a hurdle that keeps me awake I face it with sleeplessness.
I enrolled in private school Luís de Camões, the Portuguese asked for an equivalence of 11 values and retraced the route by credit units of secondary education. Ipj statement, he served as animator of information, a scholarship of 01 March 1999 to February 5, 2000 went to schools advertising for healthy behaviors for youth. I begin to see online pornography and have contact with chats. "In carrying out its functions was interested and dynamic performing its duties properly, including the service to users, the dissemination of information of interest to young people, the updating of information support and contact with the Portuguese Institute of Youth , Aveiro, March 9, 2000. I went to Tenerife in the last days alone start thinking about the woman of my life and write three postcards with the name Rachel s.mamede - bombarral Portugal and last day I get a call from her in a bad mood simulate reservoir along with a girlfriend at the time I have at the apartment to be with Rachel and a few hours ago I find myself with the ex girlfriend to put a spoon in the fixed ring and see a friend of mine jumping from one balcony to another telling me that the former is well past time she jumped and come to me I ran to the living room and hid myself under the sheets of my best friend at the time and she asked where was Philip and I left the sheets and said I'm here she fled the apartment I chased through the streets coming to give him a trick for staying calm her down. Can the secondary school diploma 1999/2000 applicant with a final grade of 16 points - ovar December 11, 2000, did a survey in the interdisciplinary area and collusion in the middle left out here then I surrender to another teacher, spent two days going to your office apologizing for the lack of honesty makes the teacher assigns the new exam and score of 20, the highest grade teacher was the usual 16 points. I got the notes of the 11 Portuguese, 15 in English, the French 15, 17 to interdisciplinary area, 18 to 18 to computer science and philosophy, copying in the examinations thereby obtaining approval for the course. While studying I worked in the hotel half moon was official, the job category of "intern receiving the 2nd year" since the day February 8, 2000 until May 31, 2000 "acquired knowledge in this hotel in sections reception / concierge and bar. Demonstrated throughout this period great capacity to learn, unusual dedication and sense of responsibility. We applaud their willingness and their relationship with us. Ovar 28/07/00.aqui slept in the hotel rooms, had parties at the bar and went to the pool in the absence of those responsible. Had disciplinary proceedings for assault on fellow bar because it made me feel lessened because he knew that he had been hospitalized in psychiatry. Then I went to Lisbon and got a job as a bartender in a café in the shopping center was imaviz the year 2000 had a habit of attending a disco at the mall where I danced until the wee hours imagining myself the best dancer at the time had with me a bottle popper'so which inhaled before entering the job he liked to smell and look to the sky in front of the hotel sheraton, this bottle was my 2nd experience with chemicals, but one went back to do it no more I tried this in my life . Paticipei staff in Estarreja Carnival 2001 - Carnival or nothing! Carnival or nothing!. Declaration of ovar town hall - a division of culture, heritage and library. States that he served in administrative assistant in the regime of fixed-term contract, between August 6, 2001 to May 30, 2002, the services of public attendance at the public library of the museum and ovar Julio Dinis - a house Ovarense "which he did with great sense of responsibility and commitment" documents had disappeared from the library and did the recording of "hopeless cases" 2001 - gnr hospital between Leiria Leiria and the battle there is a complaint by radio from a trucker who was going to disrupt traffic , bt is called to the scene to tow the car after say there is no penalty, call for reinforcements and take me to the hospital handcuffed to Leiria. In Caldas da Rainha thought see snipers and people who watched the windows 26/11 to 07/12, 2000, d. infant in hospital Peter 2001 - I am without a license by DGV return home with the vehicle without a license but has never come back and get the drive letter of the court penalizing me with a very serious infringement fine (no minimum) period of cancellation 30 days, I take the DGV letter that will get it out and tell others because of that law of conductor to be less than 2 years. I even roll my room and thinking that had cameras filming me and I was being watched by spies. In Leiria think interpol rode to work with me since I put 5.01 cent. Gasoline and paying € 5 thinking that he had discovered the formula to win and become a millionaire. In those days I thought it was Russian spies under the car. I think I'm magical and I'm controlling the car with the mind and brain of the car glued to the machine at a constant speed which makes me venture to the road in his underwear with a bouncing ball to venture me that ball was thrown Caldas da Rainha and hit the ground in front of the court and went to his roof. I am challenged by the brigade's command gnr b5 considered regions of Coimbra and Aveiro beginning to have ideas of persecution and newspapers in the lap car being towed by order of bt leiria. Liscont Statement - operators of container, with the category of worker practicing in the administrative area. During moments lay me in the bathroom Liscont, I had two months without smoking hashish and when I hurt my head off the problems started with an early departure Liscont deep love, the love was felt also been forgotten in the bottom half lived and lost sorry . Traveled under the clouds flew under the heavens was the planets Mars and Jupiter in on Mars, I decided to love you and wanted to Jupiter 've my being here, flying from planet to planet pen was no power, there was energy, joy was something that conveyed the love-shaped flower. Had the force of the sun, moved like sunflower, had willingly in constant search of something burning was a dream, an accomplishment, a goal, all with passion, without size was great, amazing last very loving. I looked out the window on the horizon I noticed his eyes looked across the hill I saw your star, was brilliant sparkling lifted my gaze I saw the moon was mine and yours was a landscape, a journey via you to travel over land and under the sea, followed up winning We traveled over land and under the sea was only the luar.tinha that nostalgia, of wanting, wishing, loving, thinking, feeling. I'm missing you and is wanting to have you here, you want the meeting to love you, always thinking of you and feel your presence, and I miss being there without you, think, want, feel you and love you without see you, wish you with all 5 senses: sight that sees you without being, without smell smell you, hear you and not make noise, delighting taste without taste and touch you without touching you. A reminder for you that I suffered, felt, loved, lived, never loved another I kissed in thee, I saw, I got the love that you are always remember. May 30, 2003, marriage - love mr philip Moorish June 2 lisbon - madrid madrid madrid havana lisbon June 9 June 10, 2003 go to cuba and havana buy $ 100 of marijuana that actually sucks. I was 4 months without smoking joints before joining, then smoked and it hurt my head was the beginning of the intrigue with his boss and ended up in sick and go seek employment. Faculty of Letters slept in classrooms and smoked my joints. Town Hall Library lisbon orlando Brook frightened by contact with the latest create the phobia of doing business with them, worked one month saying good-bye. Following want to clarify some issues with the technique above, I say I quit and present sick - I sent a letter to the President of isel with the discrimination of particular facts can not go into the bathroom and leave cheese in the toaster, got out .. . Wrote lives dissatisfaction with satisfaction on a postcard of the ctt and sent myself to receive it. Sending a letter to the President of the Republic of realizing my last 8 years. Unemployment, social security contact the store to the citizen of Lisbon that tells me I have no right to unemployment benefit when they actually had to argue with mother and wife and I go by train to nose with the idea of going to catch a plane to luxembourg to talk with Barroso in the European Union in order to give me this job. The highlights just a moment, a moment that your thoughts come, probably not all exist only as virtuous image but in terms of appearance or a state, the brain does not die when they cease all physical existence, and suddenly everything fades or may lead.
I heard voices saying that the command to kill myself, moments before had told my wife it was a "hacker" who had the profession, wrote a paper saying that I always loved the supermarket to buy two bottles of bitter almonds and drank it all together with multiple tablets. My wife when he entered and found himself hugging with that situation called for firefighters inem arrived shortly after and gave me olive oil when I'm in a diaper according to the hospital. Days later told my neighbors that had been a drug interaaccao reached me to say a cafe close to the cafes that would not be taking 02/2007 1st suicide attempt.
If evaporated to me if my soul, nothing left but rubble secret, outside the fantasy. In a subversion emerged, floats to idle a moment longer, particularly. The absence, if I played and see your world, would be unclean, without a touch of sensitivity change, at least believe that anyone beyond my reality. My sadness is simple as all the happiness attainable and unattainable. By magic, without irony in a day you say, sounds and feels to me like you look at me and see who I am not and never felt that much pain, wanting nothing more, dying for you by me for you I wrote that I suffered for so and never died and you'll never feel lost only to yourself in a fiery match the pain that burns in me when everything closes burn. Never took you out, in fact I would say that you suffer because you never left you and know that I loved you and always love you. It is treated in the hospital and curry cabral where he was in "coma" and is awake and sees only a diaper, can not remember the conversation with the psychiatrist who however gives me release order after signing the waiver. - Thought about shooting animals from the windows of the floors and had thoughts of killing people or destroying disturbances felt amazing cuts and lacerations on the body moods very disturbing and emotionally stirred a desire, I beg you give me a kiss like the ones you know? Give me a kiss hidden, as those who robbed one another when the desire grew gives me a kiss, soft, of those, you know. Gentle and sweet to know you. I give you a kiss from me. With all due respect, allow you to you and me! What do you think of me and I of you? I am grateful to him for me to have read, understood perhaps! Turning to some of the considerations I have already taken their already read at least eloquent elationships unwrapped this cool since the time the midnight mass or game cock that is the terrible question!? Reflection to ecstasy intelligible communication to a minimum and mere echo of the silence that separates us from acts are words even in a single stinging pain of rejection. Physically but not insurmountable obstacle for the hormonal chemistry and spiritual being of light. Celestial bodies invade us for the flowering of pansy. In search of love clover, because the wealth is to understand the multifaceted beings, and always with something to add to this view. Another addition, a further increase, this desire for compassion and tenderness for us exiles representative self-esteem in social media. I view the prospect of one and indivisible, will not alienate any more by desires that arise in the circle. This circle of gold, covenant of good faith and loyalty and respect, especially the duty does not exist. We are pure and savage mode of action, and nothing more selfish than me, who only to be so always invades the other with his point of view. Inflamed the minds capable of a simple clash of ideas, it is urgent appeal to common sense. When should I bring the yield or the other. Nothing more trivial reject what we do not want is easy. Yes it is love and love to feel the other and not me. Constructive attitude of being the link between us. Printed in instinctive behavior only think of me, then at me, and now I again. Conflict is why I turned into a "me" and never knows how many selves we must give support to each other. It's kind of come to us that is always open. Note to selves with their own masks to be you own and what level of selfishness is. Well the armor of self one day it will be so broken by the "thou's" that exist and are "I's" more "I's" popping the armor. Love: love conquers all. August 2007 divorce ... Light fizzy - and falls fizz, dilute and expands into branches of an unconquerable desire for it is an illusion as all eyes which then collapse when confronted with external reality. Endowed with malice and counterfeit sporadic effervescent madness of desire as the love that grows and contaminates, occupies all thoughts and leave it to dominate and be overbearing, it is the exchange of revitalizing energy, the content is light there. Illuminated sky, nothing stronger than the desire to achieve the perfect balance of bright sky, for they are the stars that give them life and thoughts move ideas or facts, the desire to concrete, nothing more beautiful than the sky lit by energy constellation that call for a constant interaction between the star and the star power is unique. It frightens me how energies vanish in smoke without a flame, this is not wanting to interpret the cosmic reality. I was disappointed when the vitality is suppressed by crystallization of accommodation and feelings is certainly a mask of political correctness. O soul turns you into a spell and fly over the minds that have no current impulse to the truth of the facts and the constant mutation of things, the changes are steps and cycles for which all start and develop, but never in the way of fear and suffering of feelings. Free yourself up and expands and especially the changing nature of life suffers, the change that propels us. Light of life, the passions engulfing madness. Why? Instinctively we want to love and be loved, passions and disappointments pave the way for many illusions. Deluded and love me focus and concentrate on all the methodology of how to truly love, that pierces any falsehood. Naked in the field of action to be loved this is the true identity of being, thus requires us to be loved deeper awareness of why we loved and yet there is a dichotomy necessary than happy to reciprocate and love too, this interaction is assumed that 1 +1 = 1, when logically one can not enjoy anything. So logically 1 +1 = 2, correct, but the conduct will not be productive if the result is not the technical tie the attitudes and values and behavior in general, hence there is a position which then join in the middle of lovemaking. Understood this truth and will only source of pleasure, or be an individualist or other action, one should consider action as true freedom. Well, I have not lived enough to overcome the following steps, logical or illogical to be chosen from several of you do not want to be absolutely sure, so I imagine that ass once in a while, and today there is hardly dumb themselves, but the donkeys are artificial, that fool who truly stands for times in this paper, draw your own conclusions.
I'm not here for that, in fact I have misgivings about madness, and attitudes that do not make, since the fool is the only under certain circumstances and when judged by others, that is often depends on the habitat. Diverting some of that reasoning then I say I'm crazy, I assume that many people liked and then, we are never satisfied, we want more love and more and more why so much love ambition, as I put the question. Retreat by saying the following, all are free to run amuck in love, we are vulnerable and often manipulated. We believe that it is true that we love, why, because we loved that feeling affection and triggers that awaken the wisdom of life
11/2007 2nd suicide attempt with pills, an escalation in the hospital and curry cabral bad enter enter the ward I am approached by nurses "then tries to kill these hours with benzodiapezinas?", After the analysis I am shooting the intravenous needle and gushing blood.
Dying to live, to live or die? Ouch! Forgiveness, it arises? Obvious, who never killed anyone? All we have to live a moment all without exception think how unfortunate pleasure and we will die soon after going live is so contradictory to the ridiculous. After my birthday I try to go "beyond" agreement 20 hours later completely disfigured and sedated, I survived again. I am taking part in a tender valued for a wave of administrative technician for a medical team of three and has a memorandum of 17.41 valore placing second in the contest, the night before had not slept and had smoked more than 10 joints, the interview been the morning. This medical school of the port. Where days later I got to go because he was with thoughts of suicide and where not even been served, waited, but I had enough of waiting. The light guided me in the direction of current ecstasy of everyday life, the future brightened me sick and pointless to then yes, thunder cut down on me and flashes like dynamite stripped of pleasure fatal. So yes I left healed bowel calorie of rigor and accuracy. But I do not know if I will illuminate the past for fear that she has no energy. Hence there are two poles, two extremes and I was struck by the positive and healing rather than the dark and haunting. This light comes from the clarity of emotions and rationality of the twilight of the immediate and impulsive, without transition and opaque meanings, not feelings or embedded nailed the emotion, the pleasure of living and enjoying the maximum force that moves us on earth and gives us power not, grab the talent and strength as you have a sharp blue ray fan and not lived bad moments and malicious thoughts and penetrating that victimize us like shadows, everything is moving, but it is present and how it unfolds, infiltrates in senses of vision and shows us the clarity of thought through the silence of the times, and is silent as to harden and enjoy the view of the disabilities that inglorious others pass through negative energies or positivas.à speed of thought, the immediate, the second, the fraction of time moment it is instantaneous and hence there will be no cuts under the most ridiculous behavior because all rights, be they positive or negative effect. The influence of lacerating black Faiska happens in neutral pole of wisdom and carries the insanity of vibrant energy and hungry for pleasure and luminary, so I advise you use your own energy to be reaching for the light and fade like a smile burning ash, deprived of heat, but frantic when shaken. Of another quadrant have the blue ray with imperturbable thought of Christmas tree lights and stressed that drive us to distraction. It is in this transition are facing energy pragmatic but not effusive obstructions that prevent us from living the flash, the thunder shakes and prominently affect the sound wave producing supersonic speeds but not so powerful as well. What is real and it seems unreal. Life in the eternal guard she gets there and then there is no way to fight it, around it or manipulate it is the terror of dissident burble and culminates in a single point strike the mind of creation, imagination, or just paint one stroke fluorescent green hue and tone that grab life to live bloom, here is the bookmark you've always wanted to point out, live intensely.
01/2008 do a tattoo with the letters
Darklightning and a spark in the shoulder blade and the power of saying this tattoo after luz'08 never purposed against life
2007-11/2008-01 - fast commercial handset'm the best customer of the employer to purchase 5 mobile phone company, fails to appear at work. Estarreja in the library parking space reserved for disabled people sat and lay down on the place allusive to my protest regarding the manner in which being different means not being different in a claim that is just the size of the book itself was started and completed and filled plagiarized from a book about "being different" that was in the entry Escaparate which last one day was filled with rules of good manners and etiquette more than 20 volumes on the standard. In the library Estarreja 02/2008 hang with the blue helmet of the works and as an employee of public works, write the following on the door of the room: silence reigns in me by suffering. Threaten the brother of death and I am led authorities under this charge for evaluation psiquiátrica.vou his own initiative to hospital Viscount Salreu where I am admitted as a patient, it will generate a discussion about where and ill or not, is that the computer system only allowed the entry as being sick?! I intend to go into psychiatric hospital coimbatore coming to see gnr with the military they gave me a ride home the next day. I strike words and I'm speechless over 10 hours. I bought light and sound devices with amplified speakers 100watts cd with the manifest anti-dantas maximum volume was placed in the window of my room, on the Joseph almada slave-poet Orpheus d'futuristic and everything. Huc - University Hospitals of Coimbra bulletin hospital - psychiatric service men - this patient was admitted to hospital were discharged on 2008-02-02 2008 - 02-18 - normal illness, changes the diaper to the roommate, another controversy with he came out after the middle of treatment. Led by the authorities to the hospital I am handcuffed and not even being seen by a psychiatrist forced to adhere to treatment against my will, tied to a gurney and taking an injection. I took the books he had borrowed and threw them into the lake of the municipal council took the sweater that day, I showed a mass in front of my tattoo on the outside who had the drawing power of the light, I got to leave 15 euros in the procession. I came to be summoned by Alderman Estarreja culture that did not deliver the books taken from the library instituted criminal proceedings would be the worst cd is scratched up and the day of the procession were thrown into the books to the light source of the municipal square.
When I was mute because of illness conceived a plan, stay with a multimillion-dollar secret I thought I will not say why not, I'll stay silent, my son with an Arab book handwritten by me will have the greatest treasure in the world.
In the role of ward Coimbatore, I was diagnosed schizophrenic psychosis is probably just think I'm schizophrenic now ... He listened to the conversations at the meeting of nurses, auxiliary smarter realized I was listening to colleagues say it was my turn ... He had written in the form `" danger of flight "keep pajamas" I find that ridiculous, ever going to escape in his pajamas?! To unsubscribe from this compulsory detention I have to sign a document on how the court will follow the treatment. In the interview for admission to a hospital aveiro said he wanted to be treated with my nickname "the lord of light," which would only eat fallen fruit from trees and did not like butter and jam morango.o that were in the normal meals. He thought about ways of suicide, how to shoot me from the pattern of discovery etc ...
Live, I feel a suffering that prevents me from seeing, like being with real behavior but always loyal like a sad clown'm fake smile, the joy of the interior, does not conform to the exterior. I feel a float that makes me leave the normal place to travel and stay at a point where the very sight dista. I feel a big step abysmal, unnatural phenomenon, but as a savage animal feel the ferocity and speed, pull choke and kill as an innate force doomed to failure at this time. On one trip, without a trace is the image of rebellious, hateful and truly sinful, here's a swear in the sky at high temperature, flourishes and grows violent rush that is just a bad moment all the fierceness and culminated enhanced I dressed as a clown and with a cap of itn - Portugal inform the cafe venezuela. I'll get to ctt a letter from court clerk to say that because of my illness I can not sign, I took my fingerprint, ie I was not writing. In Coimbra, the hospital like a hotel, you find a paper card for the door handles by saying, do not bother! Do not bother with it and walked the perimeter of the wrist hospital.dou me to pick up leaves in the tree, leaves and pollen make cigarettes with papers requested to tomás nickname the "paratrooper".
I left the hospital after a week I am taken to the hospital again with a history of psychiatric evaluation under the command of the ovar gnr - Coimbatore put on an exhibition of a restraint chair with the constitution offered by the assembly of the republic and open at the defense in the absence of authorities. I turn out the light and saying the power of erasing light switches from hospital to hospital in coimbatore coimbra buy the very interesting and has a great theme tackled on the origins of the devil. What about the consumption of hashashin is what happens. As the psychiatric ward is mixed enough to have oral sex with a patient in the men's bathroom and bedroom. He was in hospital in Aveiro and breathed through the open window 5 cm. And just wanted to breathe the air that was blowing and the garden and saw people running and just wanted to breathe and enjoy .. . .... Feel the freedom
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Continuation of Being: Way of Life
True accounts of
Nelson Pereira Braz
Filipe Alexandre de Moura Andrade Sá
Lifestyle
One who is proclaimed, by which is meant ... way of life, or is everything that we inherited from our ancestors, then we have the task of breed when we reach adulthood, one that is proclaimed by the laws of society, where people live in a democracy.
That is, everything we can acquire the knowledge, that is all that we seek when we know what we build.
Why?
Because when we treat the society in which we operate by force of reason, we always have to live to be a way be acceptable to us to be seen by society itself as a master, it can not be evil, just that we can be more worthy; that's what we live, we also know that there is mutual aid.
Why?
Because we are beings for us to serve each other, so the problem is that there is acquired, to be honest when me are greater evils.
Why?
Because we can be a social being, but one can live to be wild.
When we are not defeated by their equals.
But there always exists and doubt, distrust that always haunts us, whereby we are taught, for which we are taught and that is where we move as we are sure that you really trust, then we serve us well because we practice well.
We want to please all readers that can read books, these my books, they can find at any bookstore where you can dazzle the topics they want to hear and read in your bed.
Is a good company, never will read and view these reports as true.
As those who feel that giving the true experience of those who have erred, but he knew me to heal all the evils that pursued me.
What will be the theme of this edition?
Flying Reports is perhaps a topic that is not shocking, we do not want to shock readers, but the reports are true and are reported in a way that was lived in a legal way.
Because I had an experience within the law, believe, imagine a thousand things, feel the real feeling on the skin of the animal instinct.
We want to win by force, and we feel as such.
Outside the law, that being that we all learned that we can find the weight that comes the way we used to live, because despite all the harm we can do, can never be regarded as evil.
I think there will be one in each reincarnation.
Ambition to live, we live in is an easy way to find, but it is not easy and it becomes difficult when we fall on the bars of the law and when we do not have money for good lawyers, we pay a higher price.
Why?
If we do not fall from grace, we can not be funny.
This is my story, the narration of the story of a young father is Portuguese, but born in Africa, I was raised in Pontinha after a separation from my father to my mother.
From there began my real life to want to live easy and as I mentioned above, the easier it can become difficult.
Why?
Why have always believed that the law favors us when we show repentance.
But when the facts are proven 100%, make the law, which is governed by the courts, where crime can only
truly be proven, it really just happened, that part of various factors, which would perhaps confuse the reader.
Why?
Because it would be difficult to move the reader the true sense of the pain of not being forgiven and opportunity to prove terms of committing a crime and feel the evil that we are practicing.
When we are abandoned by society and that we look at the neighborhood, we all like to look.
Why?
Have a look at search, it comes from individual capacities. Because when we are born with a legacy of progress in life, so we also teach and impart a bitter experience of life, and I'm still paying for it!
I was born in Africa, had three sisters, Elvira, and Candida are. Yeah there a good beginning, a story that could be a brilliant story, but happened to be a less good life.
I did not feel very evil men who carry out this function, called the prison guards, always judged them not to have enemies that want to accept that I could have really clear ahead at the trial.
Committed various crimes along my path as I walked in life.
That term was used in the jargon, with whom we dealt, was a form of slang, or we can also term oriented.
Were the places we were looking for and the way of life that we took were always the pier, where there was no violence or that violence was not found so alluring or provocative, because we really feel good in what we do. Is not acceptable in the eyes of society, because no society can accept that others might live the crime, if not seen as a need for substance abuse that may
look terribly bad, but they exist.
And as such we all have vices, but as such we always take it badly when we do not like a thing that has always been noticeable, as bad, but it has a great vision of where we are all created, are our means and cohabitation makes our training we want and having the ambition to live well and be better than the other.
Are there many kids as the mischievousness of my creation, but among these kids there was a girl, I always liked her since I met, made year on the same day as me.
As always liked her since the day I met her, I always liked her, she lived very much with me and lived with my sisters, had a long relationship it was not love at first sight, think and believe that there will never be a woman how I loved that, the first time that I kissed her, I felt the real lion, we all like to see us in the savannah.
He who has the right to an equal life to all men have a wife and family.
Even if she accepts the way of life I have lived there and love only once in a lifetime, I am not the wise, and never considered myself as such, but I met them all, were integrated in one way or another, all we have to connect, I paid a large bill but it's all because I wanted a good life.
He was good at what he did, I started doing burglaries, robberies began in the simplest, did some of armed robbery. But then downgraded me with excessive consumption of cocaine, I felt good about smoking and not want to leave.
It took me delirious, but never assaulted anyone in my raids, if there was no reaction, would not need to use violence, they would always mitigate the bars of the court.
I know who walks in the rain water it is simply
sought to obtain money or get the values that brought them.
Varied locations, such as Pontinha grew up in Lisbon was always fun for me, regarded this city as I have already read books on history, city of historical and cultural value.
I saw the progression from having a good life, to live a life encordeirada, as such, or just wanted the money, I knew I was fine, just wanted money and I was wrong in these acts, was only intended to satisfy the my addiction and feel social in the social environment, to be good with people and feel normal, normal in the midst of living in relationship with people.
I was dominating, I thought the lion's mane in
conquest of territory and dominion of life. Faced was how to have a woman's life!
Well ... I faced this way of life in a positive way in which evil could do to people, never harmed anyone in a way to ruin the other in a brutal way and leave them with nothing.
I was just enjoying the fact of the moment and just did it for money, to quickly get to smoke cocaine, but elongated always what was inevitable, which is what a man is not born with, or perhaps we may inherit, to study the cause as is the man who drinks alcohol and smokes drug reacts in the procreation of genes in heredity that is left by the result of fertilization.
I am not the "expert" on this matter in order to decipher all this and be able to give readers this parable, like talking about it because I had to talk about it, are ways of life. Sometimes they are seen well, others are barely seen.
Why?
Because the way of life that we learned more as I referenced above, you can not always act with malice, it should be forgiven, to be well acclaimed!
Why?
Because we live it, the standards we live
of feeling and sentiment leads to life is a form of ambition to be able to have a good life.
The relationship began when I was 22, was joined in the army but did not want to go, but the law had said so. And that was when I had the true relationship, the passion that I have never equal to Christina, and here began the relationship that we all aspire, we all want to find our true soul mate.
He lived intensely, I felt that she was away from me I was not feeling well, and it was there that perhaps she had took a little more power over me.
He loved the girl, she was jealous, but it was insanely jealous, jealousy was a healthy and jealousy that there was no real malice sick that I could take to force someone to stay with me for my imposition.
Why?
Thought I was alone and if I lose it will lose the woman of my life, but it happened. I wanted to go to her neighborhood high and go to a disco in the small field, we discussed and it was there that we might not have been her will, the elder brother never accepted the relationship as well. I had a fight with him, but it was before starting to love Tina, but now was a moment of circumstance, but I liked him, but he did not accept my way of life, never told me, but that was never shown the my side, knowing that I was good.
Did not harm much, but he did not accept my relationship with his sister. He only lived with me for the circumstance of the context, we lived in the same neighborhood so we kept that relationship, that of our creation.
Her mother was coming from There, Ms. Concepcion's father did not know, but it was good man, Raul.
Learned to live only at the expense of women, come a time in the neighborhood to proclaim it's fiscal quarter, was a child, but had a sense of time, as he walked to school.
And it was that time that I saw quickly, despite the small age, who could have had to struggle for life and he had: a father, mother, house, food not failed me and never failed me. Because despite the low salary that my mother received, 11 were tales that he paid income tax and there's my dad only paid the rent, there is, but never lacked food.
So was the beginning of the end, that is, the removal can lead to forgetfulness, I think it was me who was left in learning to lose my father had to react the same way as him.
I looked at him as a hero, a son fighting man
of humble, grandmother, Elvira, was with whom I lived until the
6 years old until I went to school, what happens ... I got used to my grandmother, was to graduate, regardless of the direct monitoring of my father, but not at the time still had its eyes wide open, but had the sense of time.
He had the notion of time.
They are the purest of reports that may exist in the world. Why?
Today anyone can come to the fore by their way of life regardless of the position he holds or the social hierarchy.
So part of this, the notion that nobody can really be accused of anything without concrete evidence, or concretely.
Why?
So are governed the laws and we all have access, we
no killing, stealing and raping.
But we can go back to the beginnings of mankind and such events have succeeded, because the story is based on that.
We are the continuity, that continuity that will always be continuous, one that is destined.
And it is absolutely certain that we live for a cause, we are not continuing to remain and exist on earth.
I do not know, could vary the theme but could disrupt the reading of the reader, could divert attention from the true story that happened.
But these are parables that during the entire book will always exist because we do understand and clarify situations that were experienced.
Why?
So you can see that everything was within a society where there were always healthy lives and understanding from society because in the eyes of others until we can be Judas, but there is a very important thing in life, what we sow is the fruit that we will reap.
But in front, must be treated well, to be the exemplar, my father always saw me and wanted to see how a king, but I'm the king, the warrior who can not always win and I started very young.
When I pointed out that easy is not easy, but difficult, that's when I dubbed the hunt.
Having beaten with a crack in the face what I felt was that he had lost, I felt it in her eyes, she later tried to revive me, but I refused and that was when he began the true story of crime, but had a history , was already separated when fulfilling six months in military prison in Santarem, was the military prison.
At the time Arnold was condemned, that is the story of this guy fits in my way in the prison environment, an extension of the book the reader will understand the real social environment, in this case prison, was given six months to fulfill the pardon by the Pope.
It was all I could invest to lead a good life, I had already separated from Tina. And what did I do? I tried their luck.
Still got to work on the subway Pontinha as an assistant carpenter. Blacks feared me, I worked with black people in Cape Verde, good people who wanted a better life than they had at home.
Portugal sought to have a better life in their country could not therefore have to demand that led them to immigrate from the country itself.
It was easier to search by proximity to Portugal.
I began to feel the proximity of Cape Verdeans and live with them, Cape Verde was dubbed the worst because they had to fight inequality and when they came here to Portugal were beings who were not well accepted because they had spent the war overseas and then still was a kid, was a Chavalit was waking up and got what was that nobody wants a child, I began to wander, I was never vadiador, I was a vagueador.
Already had the domain expertise that had past, I saw the divorce of my parents at age 8, already abroad to study, and as such I knew that I would not go down too well, I felt the departure of the man who was a hero .
Seeing this lost, even at a young age I realized I had to help my mom, but I truly loved my father.
All would spend summers with him until 17 years later still continue while in the army, but then began the removal that is natural.
At the time he was in Figueira da Foz in the practice of school transportation service where I vacationed with him.
My father was a hard man, had a rough childhood, lost her father with 14 years was the ambition of my grandmother grow in life, having more support and have more money.
My father reported that his parting was loving, he liked it was because it was a hasty farewell, since the farewell, never again see his father, but grew very hard to help her mother, who was the son lived at home longer the mother.
6 years I lived with my grandmother, but how hard, had grown hard from below, never let the children starve.
At the time he was a miner. Looking for ore business, but nothing came out there was also cyclist at the time he joined the army and continued his career there.
It became a normal man, joined there by the necessity of life, as it ensured that we all have to ensure self-sufficiency.
This happened as he was a hard man, friend of friend, friend of children, but was not of many words, but it was respectful and honest.
That's what he always wanted me to leave, but was, there is, was the separation, I retreated a bit, not proceeded with a more thorough way of living and way of life, overcome difficulties and obstacles in life secured a job to secure the future in order to procreate, they're all good kids, we are worthy to be his children, but also there was a lack of understanding and loyalty on my part, I've become on being mean-spirited as he said.
The psychological whiplash sensation only aggravated me because I could never see that good is to be practiced, but only got as evil only by the separation
I had thought wrong.
And so it all went by the act of condemnation. It began where?
Had passed the separation was when I started
to join the solitude, but it was my way of life had past and there I felt safe from the preoccupation of the disappointment he had felt, but I swore there, you leave me, never gonna give me.
I went on my way of life was drinking and stealing and there was still the tried and I tried it several times and it was there that she came to want to accept me, I know you made me suffer, I will not want to get back to that feeling was painful, but always had to live and still have it.
I still have it in my mind was why I lived so many years in jail always thought it always had this in my being so I have much appreciation for this passion, there lived an equal.
Line, after three months of preventive Linhó entered the chain of convicts, then my story begins with the bravery of being restricted by a brave, so where we have to deal with the alien world, what happens is this, as I knew that the path could be very long in confinement, I will come to manage the forest, was the easiest way to deal with those who commit crimes and are within the chain is a world in which the prevailing law of stupidity, and when we deal donkeys have to deal with them, but if we're too smart can fall, so life then life must be taken not so much the land or the sea, that was my salvation, I chose this method was that I did win, but my start was going to be a long and troubled early because I saw no women, no freedom I found myself stuck, lost and he was young, I thought about everything that could be the year that could go there. So what did I do? Then I start getting respect, it is not easy, not even wanting to get into conflicts of violence, because they happen to go through a routine that after I came to realize later, after the routine that I loathe to see live, I never thought that beings humans could do so much harm to each other because one selling drug, to other consumers because life inside the jail that revolves around the monopoly is the drug because that's how I started smoking heroin, as I had entered the
chain by the excessive consumption of cocaine, heroin decided to start, but a form of play, I'll look smoking heroin, but I realized it was holding could not do anything, but I learned to do, but it will be reported later, then the this was beginning to have a life in jail despite the reality that escapes the pleasures, I just resigned myself to heroin knowing that I would ignore the idea of having sex, was powered by a chemist that I did not think so. I had platonic love as it is legitimate and got great loves, but one thing is guaranteed, but not enough experience, do not you just want to smoke, there's always the aspect we want to be leaders of seeing others in a hierarchy to control what You know that does not, it's painful, it is hard to crack, I decided not to take pity on anyone, because I was also there, was paying a debt of justice, but my journey was very bad, if I had learned this lesson earlier would won and lost because he did not leave in the middle of the pen, but my image was burned, it was pretty referenced, there is an account of my passage through these years in jail, was the beginning of the end a hard principle, by which I can not regret I smoked for years that the drug has helped me to release a great need we all feel it is a pleasure logical terms, terms of freedom to be able to walk fine taste in these years
I also love all that built in there, but it'll be for later, now I will speak of the journey is long, do not know how everyone gets when they are convicted by the entry that is to seek well-being, even within the cloistered life, but that's all subjective, because in our well-being may not please those who look at us, can dislike at various points, the first may be stolen, the second can become a slave, work, love can become the third or housewife days, there is much variety of men within the chain that you can not always know what goes inside the soul or that everyone likes, and many choose not to be prejudiced, but besides that there is a point most importantly, never, never be bought a friendship, even though she paid into the jail, the confrontation is very hard within the chain, there are those who have nothing, the confrontation within the chain is loose, loose on one side and is strong as a whole, would provide billion or I had to give back, to get away, but wanted to walk so I wanted to walk the hard way was the way I always took me to understand, my side has always been more psychological.
It was since then never found the right road in the chain, did not believe in good, saw only evil. Why? Because I felt disgusted with myself, because
the eyes of others was just a bitch, bitch is a slang term that we were using, meaning sluggard, who did not want to commit to any cause other than what is resigned to do, always pursue the path that giving always in the divine, the power comes from that, the belief of hope and faith, and always moved in with me, saw homicide in there.
But as I was the marimba for that, and let me live, I never tried to harm, truth be told, and that's exactly how it all started, I was very unstable, unpredictable, and the school principal encourages me to continue his studies, but conclude that, just not all studying, had family support, guaranteed.
This is ensured when there is always a cool way to live and be able to claim what is evil, why is it called support guaranteed, within the law are those that give us the evil when we are being pushed and beaten by the system, because for money terms are not pushed into a system where there is money all goes well, justice works, because if there ever was.
As much as we believe in you, can do nothing to change because they are officials, and they only have to communicate can not act without the requirements that are stipulated by the courts, with a complaint to an open investigation, but if they were to open a inquiry I was always clear ahead because I knew walking in the movement within the jail, the guards knew corrupt, those who transported drugs to jail, some others have got away to jail.
Some of those cops who have been arrested already knew, and had one episode stands out with one of Alfredo, was a man of the night, the king of the night, explorer hostess bar that is the true king of the mafia, this deserves a life best was a former police goe only that the crime has taken the path I happy to mention it in my book because I learned some things from him, despite him being a cop and had less positive episode in my life with him, they tried to kill me in the prison of the line only at that time was already a veteran, had completed five years there. He knew every agent, and all knew me and this episode fell ill the whole chain, related to the prisoners, because I was an incentive for them all, was the example they see in me, to ensure continuity within the enclosure because we had
be there, and when I mentioned earlier that Cape Verdeans would be my marriage, I was not wrong, they were, moreover, they wanted to avenge that episode, they tried to kill me, I was invited to be the man to the head, but not me wanted to enforce the union of only one made you do that if I wished he was dead.
But in an ironic twist of fate none of this happened in only beat them, not kill him he redeemed himself and tried to strengthen my friendship with him, but he knew within himself that he would never forget this episode, only forgave him because he has humility and have been deceived by what we talked about me, not by the prisoners, but the prison service, and direction, for he knew that I could not defeat, could pay the price in advance of death, so that was let him go and when I realized he was humble learned to accept and respect him because he would not be alive if I wanted, but not valuable, it was just a high price to pay,
I was criticized by ordinary prisoners who hated cops,
I made fools of.
- Nelson as you accept this guy?
I accepted it because he above all he was a professional, earned powerful enemies in the environment they lived, being a cop, had many acquaintances, knew people who knew the top and powerful people who could help, threatened me to stop talking with that individual or so longer have our respect and they ours, but I let him live, was one of our era, the Cape Verdeans that I mentioned were Nelson and Charles, lived in exactly the area where I grew up were they shoulder to avenge me and outbursts came after, and they wanted to see it butchered this individual, but I let let him go, not do anything of that individual, though I have nothing against him, and the story of the brothers Carlos , was shot by an agent of the PSP, it was referenced, he was beaten too, played chess with me, he was an expert in the field, could play only the money, I always told him, not worth it, played by love the sweater, but by then he was well, he was being sponsored by Manuel and Romão and Badon, we dealt as brothers, there was mutual, was foremost among us, in the middle where crime lurks at any second the thousandth of a second, there much and sometimes we get caught in the middle and after having done that, I decided to pursue my way, I did many escorts in the chain, ie ensure the welfare of some and
to earn my own, that is, one hand washes the other.
Was the motto, the motto of helping each other, but there was always a risk in a situation metermos if we were called to this, a homicide occurred on the line, never put it in question were good days and happy because I decided to went for it, I could not do, always thought of me, I never thought in others.
It all happened very fast until my transfer to the valley after eight years of the Jews completed in line, they never wanted me and accepted me well, they wanted to harm me, but I respected him, always waited for my carelessness, which he never gave them . There was a woman who was employed in the legal industry, she liked me and I forgave her, but forgave it with gusto, the day I rode the trap was exactly at the time I was more powerful than ever, never talked much them with the cops, he was a danger, I walked up for anything.
Regardless of evil, the evil that could happen to me because, having taken an education based on the future and can live with it, is a strong factor to be so, and we used to and we take the teaching that life is so we just live to die
lead, but when I was transferred to Valley Jews, but all that was left behind began a new cycle this was my way of life and way of thinking does not allow any kind of abuse, had my character, simmered in a little water, and when I arrived in the valley of the Jews, decided to take a new course, wanted to get rid of the nightmares of the past, though I had, the past really had was not a simple way to say, that there is going there, but not quite, what goes there, goes there, just let go, let yourself be rocked in the fantasy that we really are a being domineering and spent the owner of the entire galaxy, that is dysfunctional and everything is all ready for it because they are employers and employees do not control their adventures and to say that stealing is legal, is a form of cheating, one of the moments that I glorify the most Linhó was my achievement because in addition to ensuring my name in the square .
He had one more thing was the timing of everything, or nothing with no breakthrough win or die was the motto that had within me the strength to live and to enjoy what I had while I was locked up, never used for gratuitous violence my mates got almost crying tears, I saw the wickedness of being carried by the other fellows who were dominated by violence and were
maybe forced to do whatever they wanted traffickers, but I embarked on a path harder, although I had hooked to heroin, I swore to myself to live within the chain is willing to kill and live a dignified I could not bother to finish the cable are all adversity of the moment are those with which we have to handle everything, though not my desire to create enemies where there are no floor and bad about myself, some people tried to harm me, the direction did not like me, then that's when they did, they sent their informants are present at all times that would be open to if they can be better informed of everything that I could ever do, they had a guilty conscience, but a something sparked my attention and made me change, basieie me a lot in the teachers I had, I felt for a few platonic love, and that was when I was running well, but the boat then turned, grabbed me and put me Jews in the valley, it was difficult after eight years of imprisonment in line, let a vast history at prison, because he knew everyone and they knew me and that's why I never wanted to punish one hundred percent, I went many sometimes punished with disciplinary sanctions, one for assault and other verbal abuse by guards and that's how I realized that really was dealing with a mafia more
powerful than I, but in reality were no more than I had only the books and the law, which made a different being from me, because once gone, time to throw the ball much to my amusement, indeed played everything there was to play the trump card played louder than ever when you can play, ace of spades, there was nobody to tell me he could understand that would have bad luck with this letter, and told me they could have bad luck with this letter, the Times change and that's when I began to realize that life is not in the chain, but outside, but never wanted to internalize, but I knew this was my strong point, and began a dramatic story was ending in murder, were three brothers and they all heroin and heroin for them was the need of the hour, or were dependent on what they were drug addicts.
But deep down, people were humble, had a good heart, for they needed to be helped because they took in life and I also took, was a hard life, we can even say it was a bondage, the way life was, every day we had to smoke but we would redraw.
But all this is the result of a lifestyle, one that moves the question because I even do poetry in relation to
experience and context of the situation, all they asked me a poem, was to write to his girlfriend, was like they were always asking for a poem, but I lost myself and was at the time of consumption that have adopted this way of life, I know what I know and am not willing to teach anyone because it had experience of the past, made me a hero of someone who was in the trash and we managed to raise.
All of this was summed up by way of experience, by way of living, the way we had to obtain the drug for smoking, because if he had offered and given would not buy, I became a pimp and say a drug dealers to sell had to assure me my daily surf, dusty for me to smoke, it was then that I became a pimp of traffickers, have been dubbed so they all wanted to help me, gave me drugs to sell and I ate, I had the greater pleasure than any addict can have, being addicted to drugs and smoking.
But I was known by my sportsmanship by my practice in training because trained every day and it confused people who saw me looked at me and they always had a paranoia, the paranoia that I mentioned in this book and the mistrust that is doubtful, when we do evil we are always afflicted me is that evil will happen.
It's always the unexpected forecast, honestly I got used to this way of life and it was difficult for me to prison after integration into the social, because it is a medium that we know, is a very small space where the coexistence leads to daily We all know one another, but physically.
We all want to lead because we felt the right to conquer a space in which we provide security for ourselves, for being inserted in a medium in which we always deal with the fear, but it's not a fear, is simply the Making sure we can overcome the situation knowing being, knowing talk, knowing the business being darker than you think think, in the drug world, is very wide, is an immensity and vastness of a huge all you can think of when talking about crime at all that may be expected in that business are not for profit, said in a way that we correct or acceptable by society and the eyes of the law, then the race starts all want to win or that it has to invent, in this case stealing, smuggling, last collection difficult, hard things to do, is also undergoing an operation when there is a chronic dependence on their own that they know they have enough output Cowing the dependence factor, are controlled, are subjugated to extort money to the family feel the pain of seeing a
son addicted to heroin and assumes that everything might be lost to human dignity, or lose all the values of education that we take to be someone in life, to live the way they were taught to live because those are the values that are used to meet the social and ethical values that our parents left us and we will be proclaiming how many children we will generate, is this the education that we teach is always the life extension.
Now starting to unwind the cycle that gives us life, is written in the bible, born to procreate, but also able to read the Bible Cain slew Abel, his brother, but was blessed and forgiven, was misled. It sometimes happens in life, being induced into error, fatal, one that is writing itself, because it was written by the experience and the way the laws that lived and grew.
Why?
The force of reason always wins, and all judgments which may make life may sometimes not be the most accurate weighing everything by a factor: the libel, not to be funny and not fall from grace, be one that everyone
want to despise, humiliate, feel so good and when there is a lack of economic power are always limited to play, because we also share that this is a game, that is, some say it has to learn to play are dictated popular that we are lucky maybe we can hit a good thing, and that luck can give us what we demand, the well-being, be good about it, because we were taught to help for that too, share a living together with our parents, our brothers, sisters, grandmothers and grandfathers, for there is, this is our generation because we are the result of the extension of them seeing us created beings of their offspring, ie, we know that the ability to know ourselves, we know that are ours and ours that are always on our side, but never like to look, to have a member in a family that can not please them, they have an image to preserve the life was made so the progression, marriage, welfare, nobody likes to have or to see someone who is our family or someone close to us because at the end, after we are all human, we have to deal with each other and family, sometimes we want to welcome others, feel they own what they have generated and make it a way of life that is written in all theological readings that can be read, or study of religions.
All of us bring with moral lessons, it is proper that those who feel a closeness so faithful, who do everything around to see our good, our loved ones see them well, in der der, and never want to harm them before the image and preserve that which you were taught, the values they are governed not allow them to look good for a situation that could perhaps be resolved were not sometimes misunderstood. That is, pretty much everything and the media also transmits thus equal to the facade we show a pretty picture, they are also pressured by a power that we all accept the governance issue very hard, but it has to do with all this going be reported there, we exist, we will continue to exist, education is also given to those who call themselves masters of reason and sometimes they want to convey and disunity, they all have one thing in common to keep: a welfare well-being that they can provide an area for everything they covet and want welfare for society, but they all lived and were raised with a father and a mother, they were given the right conditions in order to advancing in a career that aspires to be, but also fail, but always forget and are governed by the image, I kept this because my speech is huge expanse in this life, I learned a lot, I developed what I had to develop
although I never thought in leash to the end, aim to always have direct contact with employees of establishments where I was, my career might appeal her prison it will be better understood in terms of say so, but must be, be interpreted as honestly and frankly that there is in life. There is related bilateral relations are relations that govern all nations, are matters of community interest to safeguard the property, so they can give a well-being that was well established in the world, the theme of freedom harder to speak, we give all our freedom, most beautiful thing in the world, is the greatest pleasure one can have in life is to be released, we know that is overcoming all obstacles that we have throughout life and can find them. There is a huge variety of them, I can get the line: social good, we all have one thing in common, like ourselves, we can be ugly, handsome, no matter, we get used to living together, the appearance is not everything, by Sometimes, behind a good looking can find a down side, but it was the hand of Apollo, the side of beauty, described by Nietzsche that I followed his autobiography, there is no more, the side of beauty is that which makes you dream, that makes us love it, brings all good, but there is, the well goes hand in hand with evil, as Nietzsche
described there was the Dionysian side, ie, good and evil embodied in the instincts of human being, when it comes to all beings that exist at the top of the Earth who they are, whether political, are judges, whether mayors, presidents are associations all can be, even television presenters to have a charisma and gratitude, but no one can be forgiven, said the proper word, pardon all have a reason and when we put the issues we are taking everything we do on behalf these laws that govern a society and we can do justice to the word law.
It was there that got the right not to be punished and be defined by law because it all fits, the abuse exists, existed and exists is the prologue.
And the prologue comes from transcendence, a learning beyond, we all live because we know that transcendence is more than that, it can be, it can be, is able to teach, you have everything, but there is a keyword that means anything this: philosophy, lifestyle, enjoyment of life is this that forms one of the factors of transcendence, we remain and continue to live as equals in the evolution of be have been generated, to be abandoned does not make anyone evil blessed well we can perform is the divine, that we learn, we learn is our destiny
everything is left us a legacy great values, so they are exalted in the words they write, but that is all glorification of maintaining power and being in exaltation, because all this could be cute if they really were all met and was written very good.
Why?
We would get in the way of the broader human rot, are slaves of democracy legalized the use of the situation to be enclosed and be subjugated to stricter rules, sometimes do not react the same way as the normal form of a soothing, is called the transcendence of being, the transformation to be the cruelest side, it was felt that I learned from experience that anger is a living to live, to live and survive and so is seen're proven by the values of science that is dominated as a safe way to live when so must be, we can not evade the question, our characteristics that make up is different, but all come from the same, the mystification, there are beings more perfect than anyone else, everyone knows live for this need of support and guaranteed to all be credible, work cooperatively, we discount that others may have a better life, unemployment, an issue
fair, this is an experience that you will all share with me, I called this story of continuing to be, will be the extension of this issue.
It all started after the divorce of my parents, I was admitted to a convent school of St. Michael was the name of the college, on vacation with my father was around there, but after the separation has not faced a good relationship with my father, and onwards was that it all started, my mother had gone to live for the tip after the separation, I had about 10 years ago when I arrived and I went to the Pontinha, fled the college, not accept that way of life, but caught up I was an innocent, I knew the force of law existed, my father was a soldier dared me in the way the stories that my father had, being a man to be integrated into military service, serving the nation, a hard man as I mentioned, but let herself be carried away by their passion to love another woman, a good man, physically powerful, intellectually as well, it should take advantage of having inherited their genes, had him as a hero, it was all about learning who later came to be transformed.
Why?
The area I knew I could do from the moment of separation, as I was with my mother, I became independent, a lover of my mother, a working man, working in post and work, is a man of value, also began so, I needed help my mother and I became the ruler of all concerned was treated well, I repented and cried, but I won, I think this is the most appropriate topic, I loved them like no one, thankfully they are fine, have a life of its own, it was normal to have discussions, but they always had reason is that I was asleep by the transcendence of wanting more, I wanted to do nothing, thinking that it was easy.
I started working to help my mother, but soon realized that I was not about to let it dominate, I started working as Casqueiro ie upholsterer's assistant, which is what makes the structure to be shaped and padded, worked, was right in twinge in my neighborhood, worked there with the Tom boy of my generation, had several brothers, but I was the favorite.
A guy who worked there was the man Casqueiro structure in order to upholster the couch, sturdy-looking, and I no longer wanted to endure more, aggressive forms of
speak, had already experienced this with my father, so I opted to reverse the situation, I felt capable of the progression of life, not weighed myself, but I could have doomed that day, as a matter of not wanting hurt or injure, but to protect myself I threw a stone the size of a hand, but I shot deflected wanted to give the warning.
Still took me there, I continued to work after I left by choice, but the owner died consumed by HIV disease, a situation that was not like I saw him suffer in sickness, but I always respected him, I lost my job, I started in the active ie, in the jargon is being used as a guiding, not put up with bosses, want independence, I was the son of a lion, and behaved as such.
In March 1996 I was found in the subway of the avenue, had had a string of robberies in the subway, there were denunciations of the crimes that were there and happened to pass the time spent on a PSP that came to ask for identification, and it was there already had an antecedent, a week before had been at Benfica superesquadra accused of stealing a player, but the boy who accompanied me, Ricardo, was cautious, inexperienced, he had come from Ovar not know the city, but he knew himself to be guided was an addict, and at the time
how I used cocaine, I felt like having a crutch security, ie safeguarding me well for the future, ie to have a force, a union for progression.
But now here comes the structure, a major factor in the ability of loyalty to each one, begins to rant, that's how I discovered what I already knew that you can not trust if you do not know, but my experience was vast, was enormous, he was sure of myself, was good at what he did, had already made several armed robberies, I chose a path not to harm anyone, just get the money.
Why?
To live, I joined this way of life and in March
1996 over 28 days was properly notified of an arrest warrant allegedly denounced, just add the missing introduction to this subject, one week before had been arrested in superesquadra Benfica, I was sleeping in a car, the owner of what was a lieutenant colonel in the Air Force, a man who had passed through overseas, I was dozing by habituation there, but still had a house in Pontinha really was that night with friends, and steal a player and fell asleep in the car, were
surprised and agreed by the PSP, superesquadra belonged to Benfica, but I do not make me afraid and told friends not to frighten would have to be strong and say no to the end, there was no evidence to the contrary, but he warned me that the cops could show up, but I reassured him, told him it's okay, I drank lots of whiskey and wanted to sleep and not feel like I was going home and lived nearby. So it was, was certainly the worst that a man can feel when he teaches and trains the current situation that can happen on that day safei me. He managed to obey my rule of having nothing to say but they were not convinced and fetch all the nearby parking lot attendants to see if they knew of any assault, a CD player blue, but we had already committed several crimes before and all were engaged in robbery and kidnapping, were investigated in the Avenue subway, the squadron was in the Marquis of Pombal, Lisbon metropolitan police station, we were interviewed, I said nothing, I do not know the conversation of friends, but as I had a history of having gone through one week earlier in a similar situation, I trusted.
That day, we left the station, had nothing to say, relying on his testimony that I could get away, was taking at the time the license was working, but I was already receiving the unemployment fund, continued
take the letter, I did the code, I was already driving, I felt well, enjoyed myself a lot and it was then that I served, I took with an arrest warrant from the judicial, were to get me home, had coming from the gym, trained more than a month ago when I entered the judiciary, I realized, when I inquired at the police station when I asked the marquis in the squadron of the Marquis de loft I said nothing, but all the friends spoke, I continued the interrogation phase of education was the judicial inquiry, they had nothing to say, nothing had been proven by striking factor. So I could not accept such a decision, I would like to deliver, maybe it was better to have had a different attitude, to speak the truth, be cooperative, to repent, but judged me for my wisdom, also wanted to play with justice, the judge who sentenced me was a man who had troubles in life, one of the daughters died from overdose and other remaining children also went to the drug seized, I was advised by a lawyer, or telling the truth or it would be hard to crack, but I trusted me.
She had not defended me as she stood, she could be operational in the legitimacy of the duties which must fulfill as a representative of the law at that time had no personal lawyer nor have I ever been given, I had to hire After the arrest, after being convicted, after
convicted, hired this lawyer, was everything I wanted to accumulate power, he knew he was at the crossroads had not wanted to take testimony, I paid a heavy price for the lack of collaboration and summed up everything on my original conviction to even think in kill me.
It was a sad day for me I swore to myself that I would survive all the adverse situations that I might appear, was the beginning of my end of everything, I lost my freedom for some time, took a heavy chain and managed to survive.
It was time to win that I learned the art of self defense can raise through me, respected me including all the administrative power which is what performs the duties of the prison as it is with this when we want to win something we have to deal with, are the owners of the piece, that is, they own the territory they dominate, they think themselves so, are commanded to do what needs to be done, continue the path on loyalty, regardless of how it may seem, can be and that all may have, but there is a subjugation that is disqualification, when exercising this office believe that they can be masters of the situation, do not resign themselves to be more straightforward and has to live, what is the prognosis
They studied and the disasters they committed, were not one, not two, not four, were many, widely varying dubbed them the crucifixion of the most unfortunate, but I raised my morale was always high because, everything started when I arrived at my doorstep to IP Linhó the entrance was a tough, tough, I was full of anger and desire to win, even thought about running away if I had the opportunity to do so, I managed to keep me, all because I got the respect of veterans who were IP, and they were the true pillars for me to learn the cloistered life, war, battle, could, if so would not be forgotten, all I remember, everyone likes to remind me, I was the typical images, I became a leader gloomy and cold did not know was how to love and won glory in the chain, were acts of cold who had to learn to live and remain at the top of the earth to win. Quickly demonstrated to educators, assistants, guards and to direct you to help me win the uphill battle, I felt no support just looked at the circumstance of time and care was barbaric, what happened could not have happened, I became the devil in me same, but the trouble was not looking just wanted to live and survive, was the moment of circumstance.
Isabel was the name of the school principal in which I had respect for healthy and pleasant always accompanied me, has always helped me, but later came to become a rage in me, but always respected. And all this was due to strong pressure was being exerted by the administrative system of the director whose name was John G. the man who had come from overseas, got away when they tried to kill, his story is known, had several years in charge of the administration line, until after my transfer, I knew him well until he was a man who could talk , communicator was interested in the subject, I barely played perhaps the fault of the deputies, I was well-regarded professional in the cycle, the level of companionship all respected me and the director wanted the height of his career, that is, I'm here to dominate, I'm here to win at all costs, will be okay because that was the purpose of it, among other things he could say more. One of the causes he championed was more drug trafficking, he liked to help drug users, but demanded in return a coin, played with the law, had a power supple for the assessment of implementation of precarious and conditional outputs and outputs open system, it was not bad guy, who goes only to its non-degenerate and I chose the hard way that nobody likes the way to go, but I chose to follow, follow the path that would
was meant when talking sometimes we hit the target, do not walk very far from reality, he had many dreams when I was young and dreams were made in a nightmare, a passage in the desert had predicted, had already seen my future, but was I pictured everything in a dream, I was down to monitoring by the witches who were dubbed as, the dreams came to me because they had to pass, the woman's power was great, helped me, but arouses curiosity in the wake of my detention, I had a dispute with my brother and wanted to be better than him, a healthy challenge and he wanted to be just like me. At that time, we used to go hunting against water snakes to aim, we would play pool sometimes faced tough opponents, but always were winning, I knew he was good, today is an army lieutenant. My father managed the most direct support that could give me, gave them helped him in training, because all this because there is a separação.Estamos in the middle of my input line, was angry, at the entrance, the guards wanted I know the background, was a normal-speak of the environment that we lived there was an environment of demand for both guards and prisoners wanted to win, there existed a good director, Manuel, but it was corrupt, but did not harm anyone limited to win and do his job and also helped during three years been under purview
that director from 1996 to 1999, he was removed from the post of director, but now the president of the parish, but could never get rid of what had led him to leave the line, it was a good man meant well-being all the while not harming anyone had need to work on ward B considered the wing assassin, killer was dubbed the wing, for all the infrastructure up and receive a visit in the parlor was the result of falling water lack of scale of the infrastructure, we had to be the umbrella open, because he lived in a corrupt environment to point to the director to accept a proposal based on money that could explore the direction of the prison, got away well The proposal was based on the arrangement of training camp, or the soccer field, dirt was muddy from heavy Bué was also the nickname you could call him esguiça, but also knew how to ride was good, knew how to manipulate the system if there was corruption that brought seize the moment, went out to the middle of a sentence of condemnation
16 years, eight fulfilled the confidence of secrecy, but it would not finish in the best way because there were those who were harmed as well would be part of the system, the system is in place so there must be a justification, and with it went one more year, was the third year that I was in line came the real dilemma
corruption of the sale of drugs approved by the chief director, maneuvered it using the inmate trust them, was a powerful drug dealer who had straightened out in life by selling drugs his name Luis Torres, came to make a child within the chain, there was a company proposal to make SKIP and fill the bags xis paid, I got to be invited to work there, did not accept the fact that men who were to perform this function to authorize payment in drugs and they got the money which was soon transferred electronically, that's where the real problem was given by Manuel T. director until then, there was not much to do, there was a judicial inquiry, there was deliberate or transfers, we will clean our image, but could not clear the whole, been to court, the judicial inquiry was accused, and a large vastness of testimonials, but I did not witness, even got called for it, also would not say too much, would only protect the baby, I felt I was better chart the question could still win something with that if I kept silent, I hardly knew that I would pay the price hard to chew.
The guard Sparrow was out of prison services, the head Amorim had to take early retirement, Manuel T. still managed to win the presidency in a parish.
There was a change of direction, John G. was the next name that followed in the administration of EP featured an ambitious, too big even for the context, as they began the work on ward B for remodeling of the conditions, half the ward was closed for renovations, I was in jail with Charles was the son of the mother of a college professor, was secretary to the school principal, but he was an addict, on occasion, he stole the bag of the teacher to afford to consume, was a chronic drug addict I felt compassion of his being, because to see him keep losing, I could not move was resigned to consumption, but was smart, he was an astute marketing that only the traffic that is sent blacks, had problems with them came to ask for protection as I was with him in his cell, but it's funny no one ever told me or demanded money, he had debts to pay, even defended him, but was betrayed left me a debt of heroin to the man who has beaten the type of debt, I accepted and became the duty, not feared as the heroine has made me be a wild, total domination, it was from there that I had to chew a hard life, was the height of my fury to see someone suffer because they all gave me the reason, I various melee fights, I could not win, I won the case, then all they needed my support to operate and sell and be well with
themselves, had the heroin for free, meet me, because he values spectacular, was a companion and a friend and defended the cause, but one thing was very angry that nobody contradicted them were in heroin use. They all learned to respect me guys were the life of crime, everyone knew where we were placed in the middle, were respected, they themselves hated me, offered me heroin to go and study, was the only way that they thought I had to have a healthy occupation and learn, was the continuation of the cycle of consumption was feeling well, was used to and took me to want to feed me and have sex, it was the perfect way to spend time in seclusion without me upset with the problem of having sex and feed me.
I was transferred to Valley of Jews in 1998, I was taking a course in carpentry, not the conclusion I reached after ten months I returned to the lineup.
I went straight to the punishment was the so called 111 the tough regime, where we expect an investigation that might place in sanctions or disciplinary consequences, paid, paid the price to claim a right that I had was to have TV, radio but to me they took me back, and everyone knew everyone's name that called to my
Television, Susan had been offered to me by my mother, was spectacular as always had the television in my cell. Sometimes invented, took it strove it, rented it to consume power in the days when I felt weak, but had an undying love to her, would be willing to kill if someone spoil me, I did this a few times I did not feel well.
I got in 111 was heard by the prison warden, the chief Amorim descendant of Mozambique, but Portuguese, a tall but skinny, was not a bad guy just wanted the territory dominated, wanted it quiet, that's how he told me to leave talk like this or we are bored, I said yes it could be upset were willing, at the time that was left in the boss's office, or your desk, as did service for many years, the guard Baptist drank a lot, but honest, did not intend the evil one was like the boss wanted to have a well-being, was surprised by this guard, tried to attack me failed, there were a few more guards who were there on site, and saw PBX confusion, they surrounded me tried to attack me again, failed, lasted a few more minutes, but the insistence of them was my strength, that was when a guard came already the home of his 50 years, the Iron Guard, spoke me,
told me to stop and no one would harm me, but I had already attacked the guard and Baptist prison warden, the chief Amorim, they caused no major dent, he knew he would lose, so he told me, you'll be handcuffed to safety flag, was handcuffed by the presence of the head, it is ordered that he ordered the guard Iron and drove me to the flag of security, the boss told me to take the handcuffs and told me to get inside the cell, as would be under security until the investigation is completed.
Honestly, I gained respect for man, man was the chief, gave example of how the institutions that represent the forces of repression, should be well controlled at all, to make everyone feel good. For me the most was the head man I ever met, fulfilling punishment as would be logical, would have to pay for the act itself, but also won their respect, they let themselves to meddle directly in life, that of having to survive, even within the chain you live, I called him the inhospitable place, being identical phrase itself, to a place where there is nothing, we only live to live, but we believe, had heard the murder, there have been several mareações, this word is slang for use in crime, that is to say murder itself, so I had already committed some situations that could fall ill in prison, accompanied
to Hugo Rasta, Rasta is nicknamed, came with 16 years inside the prison, lived in the neighborhood of the Hungarians I met him at a time when it meets a penalty flag on security, I saw a couple already had several years of linen, and caught a contact with him
Give me a cigarette, but I left it to see it because we were muitashorasfechados, foiumconhecimentode fact, was a moment, well had seen him there, he was there in the B wing, the wing considered murder, he was on the wing , a quiet ward, housed prisoners who worked and wanted to be calm in jail, but there were consumers, dealers and there was still a prisoner who is now the name is Dolphin, I will explain his story, he came to me, quickly I saw that first time I met him, he was shrewd, good dude, but he had also taken a wild childhood, the way the parents did, back to Cape Verde, I seek a better life, the historical ties that exist knowledge and perceived as such had the hardness of having lived, not leading a life that was very easy, they had to live in the neighborhood of Hungarians, a neighborhood with mostly people coming from Cape Verde, the construction of the houses were not very good, but they offer the minimum conditions of not sleeping on the street, having a roof, for more misery
had education that is, the houses were kept clean and had a storage of one who had a real education, but there is, there was social inequality, had to work hard and these people are good people, they liked to indulge their children, but not had time for them, they had to work to make an honest living, wellness, and is itself sometimes can cause the removal of a shock, children begin to grow, spend time away from parents, the legitimate power of attorney when would be great to have an independence, have a self-sufficiency, seeking what was good, but fell into drugs, was equal to a contact that I had while serving punishment, but later let go, as I lost visual contact and as there was, had time to have a more direct contact, I do not remember him, but he came to me was in ward B and made a lot of sports and he passes me and asked whether he would play cards, play the gob, typically , Cape Verdean, and won him friends there, but came to last for much longer, lasts until today, but then he has already consumed heroin, and that's when I remembered I had already seen the superintendent, did business there is dark, the black market where everything is all right, provided that no harm to anyone, was angry at a time that saw the first sight that the kid was smart, had a soul, its appearance had a rasta
large,
wild, but treated well, that was the image of the first moment when I saw him, and realized it was a boy in the eyes of society, was seen as such, the outlaw, the man who lives on the margins of society, but all we like to have a well-being ensured in order to ensure we can to guard our welfare, equality, human dignity which is to say that we all live with all this we have created, but we also know that goes well side by side with evil, the actions which this may bring the most difficult way to live, he had been moved from wing to wing The pair B, was in the cell next to mine, he was with the Tiquinho in the cell, another Cape Verde, Bravo also was already in jail for a while, then you know it, knew he was in jail already for some time, were to have different histories, later will relate the story of Tiquinho that morning after night of the transfer Tiquinho returned to the ward, had made an agreement with the board, putting in the work to another bull's head, another expression is also used in slang that means letting the other hang, for him to save himself, was not bad was seen within the middle and we got along well, but Hugo was in ward B, the window that night talked pudemo contact us so we were very close, and hear a lot of noise in the cell, called my attention within the chain have to have the perception of
danger is that what makes us live and that helps us win, brings us the heart of wanting to be the soul that we all like to embody a strong soul full of courage and skill and cunning.
On that night before the next morning, we talked for
window, as I heard noises asked:
- Who's there?
He had heard noise that happened, he told me:
- I'm Hank, I'm here more Tiquinho.
It was the way to attest, by the fact that they had committed the same day they were transferred to B wing, was routine was then he told me when they open the doors in this case the cells come with me to the ward, but said me to be quiet, but I thought, it was the Hugo, was the star, was the man of the moment, I was addicted to heroin, required to provide it with drug dealers out of money, was an obligation, he required it, a rebellious boy in a huge, that's when the assault happened, I left the door open is not off, but knew he would, knew he had some embers in the ward, also slang word of the coals, you can understand how in the jargon of the crime a routine occurrence for those who walk
rain wets himself.
After leaving the cell, did my normal routine of taking breakfast and then go train, go to school, go to school that morning's breakfast, not strange to see them because this was my routine was to seek too, was hooked, but it was not truly addicted, but I had already done some assaults and had already extorted money during the morning came after me, boys who were also consumers were called piranhas, sought a way of life more honest, but always tricky because the addiction also led them to this, Hugo was for the safety flag with Tiquinho, but there appeared another Ze ball, Angola had never lived in Chelas good "feeling" with him because he have given some pants of a tracksuit, the Emilio neighborhood high and he wanted to steal the Emilio, he knew that my pants were already had caused me several times but I never called, never gave importance they had a big fight Emilio neighborhood High grew even around the block top was fresh, we were in the same building and he wanted to defend what was mine either, I wanted to defend the honor of being parochial terms of a bond of childhood, then followed by several others, the Prophet, also from neighborhood and it was there that took the big fight: Zé was sturdy ball weighed about 90 kg., Emilio
was a boy dry, typical African as it was thinner defended the honor, he faced the situation, Ze ball wanted him to send the 3rd floor was where his discussion, it was not easy, but he knew he had the cunning to live and having to survive the issue. After Ze ball had taken the pants of a tracksuit and being with them in hand, argued, and I knew that Emilio would win, but never thought it would end up like Ze ball wanted to send him the 3rd floor, grabbed his legs, Emile has done what he learned in the latter case, I who have to save me, grabbed his neck forced him to break, ie when it grabs the neck not wide, it had a handrail faces or enters the cells, as anything and did not offer great security, in this case became the unpredictable, from the first moment I thought they were going to fall, that is predicted to advance the action, but then I thought and still had a few seconds after I saw and thought and predicted that it would not happen, but it happened, the Emilio grabbed his neck and not let go more, and the force that the ball did Joe, he has combined forces two monumental not flee when they're right, it was always that our education, fell from the third floor until I thought the damage was greater, even thought some of them could die in that situation, but fortunately saved themselves, the force of reason always wins I think that's life, I ran a bit now to the subject, for
to explain the entire journey was made, within this context that we will always meeting people, let's keep the contacts is because they help us talk to discuss situations where everything nice is seen and done so, we even have a life linked to addiction, but we feel good because we are dependent on the drug, but people who are debating issues in numerous different themes, from the most banal theme, from the simplest to the football as more scientific, then we can read enough to discuss , has always been our strong view, and sometimes left behind over here just wanted to show why I say that I never had good "feeling" with the ball Ze, Ze ball broke the arm, Emilio not happened to you all, was unharmed, but was sleeping at the hospital that day for prevention. Ze ball was still about 3 weeks in the prison hospital, they put him in the platinum arm, the illness was greater than he had, I was sincerely glad to see that got away, I forgave you the action, but I know I left there with a grudge me, but we have understood the situation, let him walk.
That was the day in the morning, would be maybe a 11 in the morning which also Ze ball had gone to the flag of security, I knew that Hugo was with him, had seen him a few times, they were in the pavilion security
and led to tougher punishment of prison facilities is called lame, is the isolation, do not you have anything of his cell unless the basic things, you have a towel, you have some sheets, you have to read a book, you can not have lighters cell and you are closed 23 hours a day, it's hard to overcome, but eventually get used to us by these sanctions, because we have passed it before, being in punishment, the punishment being in that situation to live, but liked to live that way, we knew who walks in the rain wets himself.
All this was bad and that they had fulfilled the punishment and things would stay that way, but not the Hugo assault stabbed twice in the Dauphin in the stomach, treated the bad man to steal the little thing, a few grams of heroin and about 30 stories, would be about 10 grams, a man who was to pay the price for its nickname Dauphin, the paws, paws because he was arrested for assault on the convoy, made a dead, was widely reported and known at the time, an assault top, because it involved a lot of money, it was an exorbitant amount at the time the trains were carrying the money from the banks between Sintra Lisbon. The robbery happened around the same exit of the train to Sintra and Lisbon was one dead, but never managed to prove that it was he who committed the crime of murder, never
able to prove that he was the real leader of the murder but was convicted and along its route prison led several raids with him came and picked up the drug, he could not win the drug to anyone, that is, he sold, he kept the drug itself, he arranged safe inside the jail, just for a Chibadela they could get there, but this is for now.
As he had the nickname of the paws, he was given that nickname because he did not spin anything to anyone, not given to anyone, he knows that one can hand wash the other, or he could give the win, could help when people asked him for help and Hugo was a headstrong, he was hooked. There followed a sequence after these events, Dolphin was transferred to Coimbra, Tiquinho Valley Jews, however I too, were in 1998 more specifically June 27th, I had already separated from Hugo he was in another cell, there were factors which led them to do so, others who sought his own teammates were piranhas, because every day stole about 30 to 40 grams for smoking and consumed, the crowd attracted by the fact that they are always targeted, is called the sequence of drug abuse and was then when he went lame, we decided that we would stay in the same cell, but these bitches always spoke
woe is me, because to them I was more a bump in the road, had taken them leeway because they knew I was the real bitch, drew friends knew because I give the living.
He knew me give the context of the interaction of situation and it was such people who lived with me in the circumstance of the moment, said something bad about me, spoke ill of me, get everything in order to take advantage of what the kid arranged, they wanted their attention to and they wanted the spotlight on them so that they could be the well being, or having a hangover ever taken, I did not bother with it knew that life was so good and everybody wants to be grateful for your income for benefit own, but they were always the ones that I ever needed, they also needed me, we become a united force, or are insured if they wanted any assault would have our help, but it also would have to pay and that was the height I was moved to take a course in Valley Jews, had two or three months of operation when the Rasta Hugo was transferred to Valley Jews arrived I received him as a brother, the friendship that has kept him there are four wards in Valley Jewish wards A, B, C and D, I found myself in the D, was on the wing with the Dauphin had been transferred to Coimbra worth of Jews and that was when I told Hugo that he wanted to remain
in my cell, he wanted, only that there was another issue that he was afraid, because he was trying to kill the Dauphin on the line, besides having given him two stabs wanted to send the man on the 3rd floor down here and his cousin, the Benedict, prevented from doing so, but he did not want to be with me in my cell, not because they wanted to, but feared the vengeance of the Dolphin, had already done several things in jail, had respect, he was a man who was known as revenge easily such, but I told him forget that man is not going to avenge you, no one will succeed, had a good relationship with the Dauphin told him several times that did not like what you did and he had told me that already had forgotten.
I was taking the course, and these transfers came from what happened in a sailing Linhó Hugo Rasta and Cadet were defendants in a case of murder that happened in Linhó. We were very young people who had come from the line could mention all their names, but I will only mention the name of some, Tiquinho, the Johnson, the real football player, representing all the selections from the jail where he was or had passed, Toni Seagull, had been transferred by also having made several assaults on Linhó traffickers, was also Zé Tó, that I had had enough with him, was not arrested, I lived with him under the same roof, with some
girls chavalas I had my he had his.
But curiosity has reversed this story to me, walked with a girl who ate horse and she prostituted themselves for that matter were the two prostitutes, did not like living in a dependent wife, but I liked it so far as to live with it. I only used cocaine at the time, did not accept it very well use heroin and cocaine, but kept the relationship, he liked her and Zé Tó and Ana were also drug addicts and curious of this story is that I always said Zé Tó for him to leave the horse, always said it would not consume heroin, later came to me to indulge in the chain and in that time I was in the valley of the Jews, there were a Rasta, the Tiquinho lived up good times, there were plenty of great stuff on the market, or words, there were a lot of drugs and worth of Jews is a respected chain, where many men sentenced to maximum and always had a reputation as a dangerous chain, have always existed and murders occurred there, so it was a heavy chain with a reputation .
How much material had all wanted to sell in the market to be provided with more material, then begins the contest between the Dauphin and the real Pinocchio found himself arrested for international drug trafficking,
as was the ringleader and the man had already a record chains from north to south of Portugal, and was there that he started again he did not want to see or know. The Pinocchio Hugo paid the large amount of drug to beat the Dauphin, he went at it violently assaulted the man in the dressing room, all for reasons of jealousy, the Dauphin was selling packets of them were larger and weaker, which is why the Pinocchio paid to beat the Dauphin.
It was an event that was not very nice, but the time has come, but also had an internal register and had already served multiple punishments, I started having problems, I began to be persecuted by an individual nicknamed Marcao, he found himself caught for murdering his brother, and how I needed to smoke every day began to make collections and was one of those collections that appeared Marcão not want to let me take the money, stood in the right as there was one year more than I rode it I wanted the bar that is preventing me not to take money from the collection, because he had money to get there too. We had an exchange of words in which he showed the physical power, but nothing happened I went out with om me money, but this was the first to win an enemy, got to do a football game in which game was on a volume of tobacco to the team that won, he was in the opposing team I was finding it
me playing with the guys who had come from the line, the mine was made by Toni gull, Jorge, and Luis Zé Tó athletes and we were playing and we knew we wanted to win or that it had underestimated the opponent and that was happened, we lost, we lost the game because I was the head of the bet, had committed to my television in the greed to make a volume, it had committed to Ramon, the gypsy, had long record was a hit man in the middle, not as said he did not want to lose pay, they are all bugging me and demanded the amount of tobacco, but were silent, then, that this was such a Marcão continued to say that he wanted the volume and accepted because he had no reason had been the combined game, was an athlete, always fought for the right and to avoid problems like this when I had to avoid. Continued, but that guy always went with trying to provoke me, there is a day that was to go to the carpentry course, that was why I had gone there to the valley of the Jews on that day the inevitable happened, the guard I was opening the cell, it was unusual for me to stay in jail, but was frustrated that day, did not have enough drug was smoked out by gradão to descend to the course and I'm going Marcao asks me, gave me a shove because as I was frustrated and as there had been history, provocative subject for me, I hesitated not deliver a punch and he reacted, but not
hypothesis had already had studied, was a fighter, but he was desperate to provoke what happened, it was sensational, or not fulfilling any punishment because it was there that day the ward chief, Eduardo, was his name, a man about two feet tall, physically strong, he was an honest man, was a straight man and let things like that.
I continued on the course always alert to any assault by him, as I was aware he had taken some time to provoke me, and as such, warned me that we all have instinct, common sense has called women's sixth sense, but men also have it. The sixth sense is the unexpected, is being able to play and know and respect, nothing happened after that, I tried to follow the lead but could not because my heart was strong, was provided by Hugo Rasta, one of the most respected men in time I lived in seclusion, not only considered the first because the first I; everything he learned, the courage he showed, I already had the bravery and I had already past, absorbed, absorbed the courage to know that there was a warrior, a loyal man, a poet, a man who loved poetry, but even here I was better than him. He liked to hear, I wrote several poems, one dedicated to him
I was the best, was the charismatic figure of the times he ran, he was cunning, was strong, was uninhabited, got revenge in the middle, where she lived with the rest of the prison population, I got many, but it was all peaceful people, people who worked but I do not. When I stopped working and took the course, I became what I do not want to become the lion of darkness, went back to the line, was where it all progressed to my advantage because I had come home where I'd been and he had mastered, there was confirmation of my being a rebirth of the field I've ever had in that house because it had maintained the respect, it was hard to chew, so I decided to look for easier ways to survive the difficult I had found.
It is a chain of central Lisbon, housed all kinds, children of mothers who are in life, some have embarked on the crime by coincidence, others have worn the crime of conscience, there was always a good factor, well, he feared nothing else but me same as it had already done everything from being the good friend, protector, mediator, one who understood all situations, which were bitter, which were said by those who vented to me, because I felt great compassion, had taken the sense of unity and not go into the disappointment. I went on my way to get a conditional but still lacked
some time to take advantage of the conditional, I made a decision I will not do anything to harm me, but I'll work for free, everything has become complicated because they faced a well structured command by direction, but I could have won everything with this direction. At the time did not accept that the reason he was taken in this direction would be so hard, was an authoritarian regime, it was not to accept the scheme, intended to rid myself of jail faster, but became even more difficult, but I leave for later readers to understand an entire route can I never tire of repeating, hard nut to crack, as well was at the time of transition T. Manuel, the director I had found, was replaced by John G. the man who had come to Macau, a former inspector of the Judiciary, a man who had already experienced an attack by the mob that was established in Macau, dubbed 24K, some guards were killed on the job because it belonged the Portuguese administration, then why send reinforcements public to serve the nation.
He suffered the attack, escaped, but his bodyguard was killed, rose, came to the administration of Linhó, straight man, he liked me when he saw me, told me to tell you that he had confidence in me, but I did not care because he had notion of transformation of being, considered myself the king
scorpion, one that has poison in the blood, and not called him for not calling, I lost.
It started in a punishment cell at least housing was a chastisement, it was not hard, it was considered a punishment usual to the rhythm sociable within the chain, but for me it became a nightmare, not accept such punishment. Director John G. went to my cell to talk with me, help me, I did not accept such aid, was suspicious of the belief that he had, as was right, he demanded in exchange for a direct collaboration of what he wanted to know, I was not willing to do that as it was never for me to collaborate on these services, but it was proof of how it was a good man. This punishment, the worst came, had taken two psychotropic drugs, at my window were: the hunter, and Chibango Piranha was the hunter who gave me the two psychotropic drugs, has a degree of service, was the man who had taken me to be in the punishment cell, Sampaio was his name. As the effect of psychotropic drugs was still in me, angered me to see Sampaio pass in front of my cell, I broke the whole cell, I came to the mattress fire, went out when the guards were helping me, I fled and went into the courtyard, I took a stick and two rocks and had written on her right arm, revenge, desire cruel. That day was willing to kill the guards or whoever it was that
meddle in my way, but they were smart as usual, come talk to me, they had no other choice, because they knew I was enraged and had an entire wing to defend myself if I so proclaim, but I was not by my account, not as knew fight without reason, after a few hours accepted for redemption, that is, the period when the negotiations ended and so I do not quite fulfilled, I accepted what they gave me 20 days of disciplinary cell, that is lame, because that's where I met Alfredo M., PSP, ex-goe, trickster was parochial, took the state to perform duties as such, to start the function in the mob, was a hard man because I had been boxing champion heavy medium, I knew him well, and so it was that when I fell in a disciplinary cell, had an episode that did not want and that you could have taken his life because he had a history with blacks who had come to fulfill disciplinary sanctions, was a time mad, I knew what was going on about what happened and had said aloud that I would not papar such number to be beaten by him, because the direction was uncertain, the mob was made of all blacks who fell in punishment and have committed or taken some punishment due to disregarding the guards or services, employees or direction, they would pay by Alfredo M., he had been ex-psp, ex-cop, and I knew many of them already knew how such, but the blare
and talk directly with the Marine, gave me the cane, I fell in punishment, I knew that Alfredo M. would take me, but that was when I was wrong. They tried to kill me when I headed to the spa to shower, could not, with him were two cops on the protection that did nothing against me. It was then that I showed the will of my reason for living, had been inculcated as a matter of being parochial, for it had I lived in the neighborhood.
Soon I lost my father, I became an adult soon, it came to pass that after I took in life, there are is transcendent experience is the future, she falls on the livelihood of creation and when it is hard, we are obliged education to have a more severe early demonstrably behind what no one wants to be desired.
That was when we had passed the stage of Marcao, that was when I started wanting more reason, had to take a decision at the level of partner, and the direction, but I knew in the middle intruded surveillance that was composed by guards and managers, managed, and managed to get to meddle in another being, but that was nothing more than a being like me, sometimes it's a matter of opportunity, I sought, I try and try to have the soul of the Lusitano, I'm descended Lusitanian breed of brave race,
has led the world, it is obvious there is heredity. Sometimes we make the following question, why we exist, what are we, where we live, are issues that bring the question to live, but we know we must win, was all set to be so, I continued, my path prison, then later Marcao of the fight was followed by the appearance of the group that made up the monitoring services called prison guards, got good individuals, picked up everything, but they also sincerely wanted to live alone, never wanted to harm me and I wanted to ignore, there is, sooner not learned that you can not always win, was in inhospitable place, a place where life was worth nothing, had no interest in valuing the real sense of the man who is not serving.
Serve, serve all he had to serve, I was obedient, he knew that the political authorities, social power, the repressive power there is always something we must learn to forgive. I could have been hailed a hero for them, return to the valley of Jews being expelled from the course, return to the valley Jews, to head online to find the same because they were not what I wanted to find, I rebelled against everything and everyone for everything that had happened, was done well, I lived with all that I might have to do to have to survive everything that could confront because the enemies were powerful
the machines were all-consuming, were nicknamed the piranhas, or had to survive at all, there was a diplomatic party, the establishment of relations, ie we have an educator, have an assistant, a psychologist, a doctor and a lawyer , so we really worth it if there is nothing to say.
Just live the moment the circumstance of the moment, are mere humans who meet at their pleasure and I love, platonic love that stand in the way of being, in this case a man had already had all the pleasures of life, loved one woman who still remains in my mind in my soul in my life, a passion was intense, longer lasting relationships that may exist, which are extended. Loving, fun, loving being is the need to love being at your leisure to survive.
The report is right to be the last circumstance, since everyone knew me, they wanted me to put to the test, I faced all that had to be able to cope, from nightmares, who learned before the bedtime stories are told from the father and mother; so we can live in harmony and wellbeing in order to prevail the welfare and power-we preserve the gifts of the heritability of the beginnings of being, although it is absorbed by the size, the vastness is immense if we speak of unity, equality rights
be. We have all been charged with a mission, it persists, will continue to grow, continue to watch it grow, with determination, accuracy of the moments of action, it will have to have accuracy. It is about forgiveness, life continued as it had to continue and picked us honest, truthful, everything was great, got us capable of anything, were determined to everything because I had the sense to live as they had, but they wanted to be smarter , overtook them at all, I was able to combine their cleverness to me by my wisdom, were shrewd, but always wanted to be more than me, but I combine their cleverness, was able to play, also played with knowledge of them with my . Continue living in seclusion, secluded, it was a tough time for most beauty I could see for more compassion than I had to have, knew that the way was an exit. Never meant to hurt anyone, just wanted to let me live, then I left for the battle that was constant, they were all strong, all were human, but I wanted to know this, nor had anything to do with the rest of the story that goes pass. I was hard for my teammates, for all of them, not only picked anyone he wanted to maintain the hierarchy of prison and kept all obey me if I so chose, but I also let them live, was my way, I drug for smoking and they could walk well, some have cried myself to stop because the way I was brave, a very rough road
to do inside the prison, had no other choice, was no escape, win or die.
It was all done by the conviction that I took, I managed despite all that, finding the hard way, I knew I could leave in the middle of the penalty, would know that it could also leave at the end of the sentence, I reversed it, or not bother, because it was good, the chain had under my command, were all my teammates, that's when I raged over the meaning of being, he knew he had allies. Pursue the path of evil, was interpreted as such, I thought I was the lion, but was addicted to heroin, a hard thing to do, to consume. I went out to fight the battle that is like none other, I faced: judges and teachers and assistants, head guards, sometimes benefited from them, but not many, but not enough to say he was fine, because the follow-up question brought me a problem, the biggest problem of all being am or am not, want or not want, or everything that we can aspire to, was the continuation of everything I had learned, even better, had lived a situation after the separation from my father and my mother. My father was a soldier, my mother at the time not worked, then came to work cleaning and the Curry Cabral, still works there. He loved my mother, I learned to live with my dad, or lived, but I
always in doubt, because he had good character, ie the character was inconsistent, was serving in the military was the Portuguese, I craved more, ie more than what he built. However it has come to heredity, better explaining the habituation to be small, we always take note that whoever gives us, is what all philosophers have said, the approach to parental example, because the example given to us when he is born example to follow for those who put us into the world, this case will be a global event, with father and mother, was the conclusion of the work I grow up. I became what I am, one to be humble, peaceful life that you know, I'm considered a kind, one that walks and has to eat, I became the true beast, never faced jail in the same way, I became the perfect killer of all situations because he was to live, and they knew I was willing to kill to live, choosing as always the real kind, one that dominates all situations, I swore to myself that I would do them harm if they do not cause harm. I went on, furious, always attentive to all movements or reactions, they were who they were, the overall level of companions, at the direction of everything that encompasses the whole being into the world of justice, for all that I paid a hard price to pay for all this was all happening in my office, everyone knew me and I also
everyone knew, was the perfection of the game, was the union, the union of those who live and is in daily contact with the population, regardless of the situation, as Tiger did not know was that forgiving, I feared they were actually respectful for me, was not doing anything, we are talking about a prison, we are talking of many things, includes a value that is difficult to win, Liberty, unless you do not have to go through the most difficult situations of life viciações, dwellings that can bring exaggeration when speaking of consumerism, consumerist somo beings, so I became the invincible beast selftitled me of a lion, fought beasts like me, with wisdom even harder, but I could not forgive.
He knew he had many children of the mother and the life experience had been different, some had been fathered by good people and others were children of poor people, as all this I wish to confirm the presence of all that society has to give, let go similar situations without doing anything, one needs to welfare, we live in a society where everyone wants good, yet it is the beauty of seeing the near proximity, if you come for good, you'll get well if you come by evil , will receive you and bring forth evil with everything, my whole being evil, but also know I have to walk, can not be so hard, they are more than
mothers, I also had to respect, implanted a rule for all being well, knowing that crime persists and the need is great, let me take the events, I became the so-called drug addict, who all despise, but had value and was recognized, nobody, nobody would miss the connection, regardless of the weakness he felt at the time. They all cheered and respected me, they wanted me more, would be the case, it would be kinder, more gentle and affectionate.
I paid the price for not showing them what they wanted to see me, I went hard, I was rude, I was all in favor of my decision and could have won more, could even benefit from more on everything, like me, reached me starting up his own dreams, but I became furious and wanted to be. It was under the living situation of entrapment, isolation, had all women were also overwhelmed with platonic love, love them, love them.
It was all a matter of living in the moment, I had great passions and platonic love also to the point of contact, but I always avoided ruin someone's life for personal pleasure I get, I did not need it, I was hooked, not would ruin anyone's life if not spoil mine. Continued love, continued
to love as being just knew they were all belonged to my love, because they loved me sincerely respected me, I do not live well, she was arrested, I knew I had to fight to win everything that was lost, freedom, but that was when I was unable to stop, directions, assistants, teachers, guards wanted me to tame, he would have understood, but I also had to stop, stop all the stealing, the consuming, unhappy life of another, but I was always good, never cruel to them, never spanked anyone unless she had reason to do so and even if he had would be difficult for me to do, for humanity itself, always took into account the moral values, the values of each scene, because I am being, but they knew they would have the biggest beast ever found, but it was all planned by me, because I wanted so I left them in the hope, in fear that they will lose. It was all business hours, was an expedient to raise consume and dominate, soon realized that, even before entering the jail, were difficult times, that day never passed, I had years to comply, because he had mastered control the situation that came next, I came to play, but the joke was I doing guy. Because the monkey to play, play the monkey was the cunt mother, I was dying in a game, because I knew dominate. Was exercising the day, wanted to train a bit and I suggested him to come train with me,
was a low figure, it was just for fun, squeezed her neck, he lost consciousness, but at that moment I felt a grip on me I did not want to do, as was being shown, played, looked at him and he got up walked with me, I told him if everything was OK, no response at odds, but when I looked I got the feeling that they really had passed something, he lost consciousness. Was an excess of confidence, did not know my strength and then she started an inferno that had already had, I got up and looked at him and told him:
- Are you okay? You left me worried.
Whenever I showed him compassion for the moment, not meant to hurt, I looked it wanted to appease all evil, it had misunderstood the training, it was exaggerated on my part, he eventually killed himself, was all in hopes of one day in Valley Jews.
I was hoping that in the valley of Jews would live, was a simple fun for me, or was a training which I was not ready, my strength was at its height, dominated, because he knew dominate, but as in life has its price, I paid a heavy price for remaining in the chain man, stick to 5 / 6 of the penalty, or any
recluse since a sentence of more than six years can enjoy the 5 / 6, is a law.
But we have a means of punishment, some 2 / 3 and then follow the 5 / 6. I left at 5 / 6 it was a program done for my biography of life in prison, locked up, dealt with good people, people with whom I dealt were part of the leadership, people until I could love if they wanted, then since tobacco and did not pass then I felt an immense hatred for those people. They were people who told me nothing, only by their own leadership roles he played. There was a deputy that I was dear, was the first woman to challenge me, I was loyal, but then I thought it was wrong that I refused to probation in the first 10 years in prison. She did not appreciate me and demanded my testing of the drug consumption, but it was too astute to realize that it would stay that way, I was granted probation after a request I made to Dr. Judge. She gave me four days of probation, subject to be heard by leadership, and ordered them up, Doc judge gave him four days of probation, extended on the condition of doing drug screening test, ie the maneuver, they always knew, and I underestimated him many times, but always respected him, because she deserved my respect. Beings who were
played his best role, but it happened, because the test was positive for opiates, ie heroin, cannabis, hashish consumption, but I played in my favor when I put the application, I argued that everything had to plead for it was consumer had asked my doctor for a medicine Ana F., it was under or over a heated argument that you seek help, for everything that she had helped me, I asked him the drug, Tramal, was the moment when I felt I had an ally Dr. Anne F. Tramal accused or the opiate of the routines in the circumstances, this was the situation that would be clean. Had accused opiates in drug screening test, it was there that combine 2 +2, ie cleaned of screening for drugs through my doctor, she helped me, passed the document to claim the issue, the screening of drugs as I appealed the decision was made, was to use my right, and applica resorted to the highest instance court judge Dr. enforcement of penalties, is the highest for prisoners are sent in freedom, enjoy the benefit of the middle of the pen 2 / 3, there has been a battle there, physically assaulted a prison guard, was not because I wanted to, he sought my fame was a great fullness in prison, respected, but also built this respect, respect , to observe knew
I could not play against the system. The system prevails in itself because there has to be social, all that we might want, the well-being, decisions were different, I had everything, everything in my power to be able to enjoy the middle of the pen 2 / 3, as My fame was wide in the middle of the guards and in the midst of his companions, guards who had also wanted to challenge myself and all the psychological, physical, and everything else you can think of because I knew that could happen in the institutions that had to follow, are called audition in the middle of the sentence 2 / 3 and 5 / 6 also, the request was based on the cleanliness of my report addressing the issue of screening for cannabis; this application to Dr Judge said that the analysis had accused Chamon or hashish, but as I am a social being, never lived in protections in the chain, ie had me relate to the rest of the prison population and told the judge that Dr. I did not eat anything at the time, only has resulted in the hash, so it was I followed with logical if people who ate and lived in a closed space-mos, it was usual to accuse hashish because I breathed the air. They bumped me to the decision of probation because it was at Christmas time, and doctor judge was going to pass out two weeks
, Ie, Christmas break, but she gave me the reason and gave me the precarious almost two and a half months was a long time of anguish, as aspired to get out of precarious because
I was inside for many years, ten years. But put up with and overtook me well until the day of leaving poor, gave me four days out of prolonged poor, why was completed successfully. But it would be a harder issue for me because it would have to be more respectful and not get in trouble, but as soon as I entered, passed two months after having taken the poor, I wish someone would disrupt life and it happened. I became involved in a fight in which the boy was a bit poorly treated, but he was lucky to be an individual, be an individual with a repertoire of man, we were locked in their cells, the order of inquiry, we heard this, I sent you a paper to apologize for what he did not stuck, there was no need for it. We listened, we heard the chief, was the German shepherd, nicknamed him, at first he did not want to hear the boy, because he said it could not be, could not have been a hoax because he had tried to give me with a knife. Then there's got to accept the version of the boy and called me and I told him the same version that was a workout, a game that could have ended badly, he does not take very kindly to the version I had told him , ie a guard as he was hit, I had many years of service and dealing with "casdatrolas", ie is the name given to those who already have many years in jail, nothing happened to me, nor me, nor the boy , took us from the punishment.
Continue a normal life, I began to avoid further problems, I could enjoy more success with four outputs precarious, and there arose again in March 2007, failed me
11 days for you to enjoy a longer probation at the entrance of April, I had fooled with an individual drug, that is, gave her sand instead of the real stuff, it came to load, I could not harm but would sanctioned this time, had already been warned, I limited myself to defend and things got there.
But one problem never comes alone, I missed it, was what happened in the stems of this reason, what took place could not have unfolded, a riga again, but this time I would not get away, I would cut the poor and was That's what happened. I called a guy to my cell to get information because this guy also did not like my way of being, and vowed the man who gave me the information, Nuno Maluco, a true warrior, he also enjoyed poor like me, you had sworn by my nephew, I would not do anything, just wanted to know the name, insisted during a full day on the promise that nothing would do, we were almost at closing time of the cells, called the guy to my cell I asked the reason he is walking the talk of something that had not
seen, he denied that I knew I would never Nuno Mad lie in this situation, was one of the men who have always respected because he was a true warrior, I felt angry at him and deny deny Nuno. Assaulted him and was at the time the guard came into my cell and sees the man lifeless on the floor, the punch that struck him, but the guard saw nothing, only saw the fallen man could not say anything without having seen, but this Guy was a chibi, it is that it would complicate my situation, but even then I knew I would never get away very well, because I never had anyone Chiba, and they me, the direction, the leadership were willing to punish me for everything because I never shut up in the claims that prisoners were to claim whatever it was. I was always seen as such an incentive for these causes or forms of struggle and that was when I was given five days of punishment, do them in the cell, was a lighter punishment, I defended myself saying that the individual had felt ill and fell and he said his version of what had really been beaten up and this happens at a time that was about to be enjoyed my
2 / 3. Had a great chance to get out there being nothing that would harm me, or no disciplinary action in the middle. But this time would even plead innocence when they were hearing for 2 / 3, said the lady doctor who was innocent, had not done any aggression,
who did not take this into account, I felt hurt by the situation, but I waited for the decision and the decision was the possibility that I cut out the 2 / 3 passing directly can only benefit from further assessment, appraisal of my
5 / 6 of the penalty, or obligation would leave us 5 / 6 because then the law favors, favored in this case would in any case in 5 / 6, but would cost almost 3 more years in prison, instead of leaving for the insistence of bringing an action to annul the decision of the judge to have Dr. reconsideration before the 5 / 6, it would have to walk for at least six months quiet. The punishment was given to me in March, was heard in May of that year for consideration of parole, had not yet come to the decision of the court of two thirds, that's when my life could have been further complicated, he felt me anxious, sad, but I also knew I had passed the bulk of my conviction. It was more a situation when it happened, this time with a guard, could be a situation that could have passed, but for the fact of custody have told me in a rough and hard, pay no heed to his orders, struck him a punch in the face, he was alone with me, but another guard appeared, he joined his colleague and very quickly joined me to attack me, you have not struck any more punch, they also quickly stopped from trying to attack me, just I was asked to go to the waiting room of the ward, heads came
talk to me, asking what had happened, I told them that nothing happened, only that it had complied with the order, as the guard still bleeding from the mouth, they knew what had been an assault was how it was, in a simple assault or an accidental situation and was told that I had no reason to attack the guard, and even talked with him, also told them what had been an accident and it was with this matter I ever claimed to.
They put me waiting for the investigation closed, call the security section of the valley of Jews, called for admission. But he was willing to go forward with my thesis that it really was an accident, could not admit it was an involuntary act, he lost. So I had to rely on the sense that they wanted to take this argument forward, had to be a contradiction between the guards. The guard was beaten milk, but he never really wrote that I assaulted him, who made the entry was the other guard, who had taken a boy there who was on protection, he had gone to the infirmary, too, is routine, being a prisoner in protection, must be accompanied by guards, actually I know he saw what I did, because he's seen everything, so it was that I made the contribution to be punished by a disciplinary tribunal that led me to also .
But on the day that I heard in the public ministry, I got to know that a process has been initiated for an alleged assault on guard Milk, but who accompanied me that day was the guard Oliveira, the story keeps me this was a friendship that created within the prison, attended a course in office applications at computers, monitors had a call Lina, I fell in love with her without wanting and this guard, Oliveira, also liked her and took her to court. He knew I liked her and she liked me, so there began the tie, won me friends, could have spoken ill of me in order to want to stay with her, started talking to me anymore, and he will listen to my statements in public ministry, and he wrote down everything I had said, I have held the view that had been an accident, because I never would have imagined that this would help save me, was like me, after that it went to Monsanto , a chain which has been refurbished to a common jail for a string of high security, was there in May 2007 that the chain was opened, however I went to Monsanto for having to wait for the proceedings, a complicated chain was made for harboring terrorists , more violent crimes, organized crime, we are always watched, constantly because we live in a harsher regime, ie the principle prisoners
were all handcuffed to leave the cell, had only one hour of recreation per day. But I only went there in May
2008, also took to this scheme to spend much time locked in jail, but I have not got the handcuffs already picked up a regime that is not open, but we had other occupations, we had football, handball and gymnasium, we could also visit the library but it was all merged, it was not all on the same day.
I was responding and I returned to defend the same argument, but when I left the van to drive me to the courtroom, I see that the guard Milk, the injured guard was accompanied by Oliveira and was far from imagining that it would have a lovely surprise when I started hear the testimony of the guard Milk, I heard the argument that I had held when I was asked in public ministry and that was when I felt that I had helped guard Oliveira. The court also claimed that they were not convinced it really was an accident, but did what it was required and there is no evidence to the contrary, nobody can be convicted. I was acquitted and my lawyer was excellent too, as had been awaiting trial in jail for high reliability Monsanto, made me an assessment, I lacked just two months to go free and transferred me to the IP of Alcoentre, there had already passed on that chain, I had a shipment that
was following several claims that I had done in prison, is a chain of open regime prison colony called, when they missed me two months they sent me back to there, to go out on the street, I left.
How great was my desire to be a chain of open system, because it took a year and a half at Monsanto and more occupations that we have here is a very closed regime.
Difficult to overcome, even though I already had extensive experience in these houses and prisons was right there in that Monsanto dumped the heroin, it was impossible to get in there because it hinders drug staple food or anything that was outside, the visit had a glass that does not allowed physical contact, but always said to myself all the evil that happened to me had a benefit quit using heroin.
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PINK FLOYD - Us and Them
"Us and Them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me and You
God only knows
It's not what we would choose to the Forward he cried from the rear And the front rank Died
And the general sat And the lines on the map Moved from side to side Black and blue
And who knows Which is Which and who is who
Up and down
And in the end it's only round 'n round Have not you heard it's a battle of words The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
"I mean, they're not gonna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock, They Will not do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off lightly, 'cause I would've Given him a thrashing - I only hit him once! It was only the difference
of opinion, But really.
.. I mean good manners do not cost nothing to they, eh? "
Down and out
It Can not Be Helped That there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the Way
It's a busy day
I've got things on my mind For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The Old Man Died
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Fragments. / Filipe Moura - São Paulo: LivroPronto, 2010.
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1. Poetry. I. Title
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Fragments I
Cloistered in the frozen north and exposed a sheet old waiting to roll A light burned in orange tones
A warm blanket and forgotten
The soul that demands and tolerate the cold electrifying
Memory of a loose, unbound and fictional existential, the sound spreads the hot pace of loose-
Time to invade I
And explore a world without heat hot
On cooling, the atmosphere was not the same
The ball rolls to a corner
A point tilted under the ocean
The surface, the interior of the magma escaldan you to explore the jungle and impress the
Impressive leisure and not have another way of saying
They are words, words hot or very cold as the corpse dark Very cold, frozen forever
A dream of a hot spring and a valley,
A river without a laugh hope mutilated waiting to find
And show that eludes and alludes to build slowly and show
only imagine what distance without
And with the proper equation discusses the whole question
Hot very hot, even scorching sound
Guitar that vibrates with a thirst for culture
He is born its fruit and more or less astute
Resolve the situation without destruction
Now existentially stopped, affected by
Morbidity of words that convey the silence sur-Ten,
who claim to care more Acuid This is to raise the suspicion of the unsaid But effectively transmitted
Direction and writing.
The whole truth is that there is trust between
The thought and action way to find
Through the conduct
Tricks and maneuvers that generate the actual driver, and finds himself surrendered to the illusion of the word No sense dictates rightly
It's unbelievable
But any way have an underlying measure
By sheer misfortune of inappropriate
See grow and know what to do What a situation lacks any sense of his own description, vision or direction, often di-
zemos not what we think and see who is doing it right and learn from others and with signals of equal or similar
Or in the form of addition
Here is an example of mission
Any abstract sense of form
unrealistic
It was a truth in its totalistic
Unit and fragmented nature but united
In a world that is similar and as always
We have the likeness but not his equal there would be a deep reason and lost in his own alienation, this is a character by way of being
And feel the heat coming from the same inside
You may like
With a painter in a frame as straight as an architect, the absolute reason not final
With that on any subjugation
Or subversion of the imaginary
From a simple reality that went with
natural wit and sharpening unimportant, carried by the future that has everything from pure, as the reality of a tough month
Unconsciously and considerably exer-tion in its ferocity the experience of a visor-tivated only imagine that when an image
Captured here is a desolate time for the attention of Armed fragments
Here it joins the conscious to this Invade me to be writing, not clear from Almighty
As straight as the lines of a horizon where
The sun sets and hides
Dipped and asleep
He saw himself defeated, but never regret
For there to be born again and be as bright as it was the only one, the sun will keep our living
Bright and energetic mood is set in motion in which all details are de-scribed only the slightest sensitivity to happen
and memorize each word with its meaning
and maintained the silence of his patience, a dark foresight, not planned, but mi-norada any non-rational instinct, being that pervades me I'm not
He himself built and maintain the pillars as an Achilles, always present in the fictional world
In which it stands, without someone to be attentive
These spies are my I praise the reputation, the harsh reality, only
Heat engines of the locomotive
On this trip we do crazy and deep in the tunnel, may not return
to see the inside of your so dark with the output of the image and order a light, waiting only for an end
What motivates us and drives us
And something as an unbreakable force fascináveis as unreliable, difficult to know and never learn
It was a web that breaks though, coming back to form a web, and how tough it was an accident in the narration, there was a deep shot that killed him at a young age, the underlying hatred
But never indifferent to someone or your mind or any people, so in a way
Smart told everyone that we are all in our sum, and that more people will
Unlike similar and equal to its original character, in fact there is a puppet of any act and the number that represents a journey
Lost in space the letters
The art of creating space will own death
In any period, the culmination was never the end, dying for us never happens
It only happens to those who know us when we die and never know it was a word
That was not so simple but ingenious
A little sly as a fox who wants to feed a hunger to learn what is immeasurable, and always wants more knowledge, there is the source of longevity, never know what happens, but in the past and given guar-climber and was moved the faith of his riding-ded, and the limits are only the beginning
From a cliff
A youth of attitude, altitude outweighs any
And when we go down and see how much we have achieved
In the conquest only to know, be a little more
And I never want to lose and all we get to fly
At any point where it never fell for that, learn to fly and imagine
Everything, but everything is
Words
Fragments, ideas and thoughts. Deep water so deep
The arts of deceiving without alluding to a certain theme
The salty air and appears as if by magic The lightness and energy Embebecido sentimental and tender a little
Welcome to another addition of a single mo-
ment
Unmistakable and invincible ever since his victory was always his defeat and how they learned more
Just to be a loser of a battle in which more than anything he says and feels the taste of those payment entitlements le slider to whom he gave victory, because we only need to learn to live and learn
with everything that we reject.
Fragments II
Immersed, sunk in the distance a set of stairs
Gnash the metal steps
A cleaning rag, a bucket on the floor, squares, marble walls uni-
of four, a drop by drop and fall into deep, slightly, someone shakes the floor
Dim light, helpless, a just clog the surface
A ray of light with shadow effect, reflected in the glass-a face, a look at the shattering, just a dive wreck, a buoy emerging that saves me from suffocation, crazy, escaped and lost
Between stars and the emptiness of the abyss
Virtue in terms of attitude, in the fullness of experience and being, before fear, then off the piano
On the road passes through the lower tar
The piano was on the floor and then touching the
First sound, the first image the sound of the deep echo of emptiness that nothing of a fin
In water, finally jumping bond mo-
ment
And everything that breathes and is dragged to a fading illusion, it was different, for a moment
Profundez an ocean of liquid and salt writing pencil without color, was an actor
The show culminates in celebration
This one makes me happy, pajamas in bed, a bed shed
Fizzy and different, it was not a landscape image, all inhalation, alte-ration of perception, and the transmutation was
Clearly, no tears, no lines, no rules,
without something missing everything in nothingness, a tale that not grow
There appears, hardly tells us we are bound and, indeed, chains and padlocks on all sides
A slingshot, a target is stunned and is like an arrow without effect and a tie in a knot
A writing shed, incontinent, writing a blur, never cleared, all I saw wanted
And who has always wanted to have, and the bottom would not be a sharp, cutting and rolled rough beard, a mustache just a hair, and another one
Of each face, a touch of each insolvency Their sin, their timelessness to the Present and behold, only a total and only a rag in his bucket, a drop in the ocean, a wire
tied
and a written raped and torn apart, stretches
Only texts on paper
A brilliant night made an instant
A sun radiating warmth and a tile-lumi
nosa
And a mirror to see different, then the slight illusion, a drop that fell on the floor
And all without a no, then went to the surface
Reading a tenderness in the tab-rag
Fando
A dip extends to reason
And everything comes to the question, the glow intensity
The feeling of the situation is evident that after desecrated and chained becomes free from any agency or signaling ...
An open window curtain closed on
A view of the theater stage itself
A board, a lifeguard, that is the fortune, saved, then extended in the sand, I saw the earth and lived, ever since the time of the dive, all pride
Glows and we went down to the bottom of a mun-do, to see just a song, make it in satisfaction,
Suddenly a blow, a vision, we all live the reality of a premonition of something else would happen and would happen
The spasm of liberated and awake to the being who feels and a letter From a sonnet never perfect
Desnexada of a rhyme, ran a single sentence
From that stage, so where would we
Without going out and where we were
Without entering, in line with the disappearance
mysterious
A powder in a dirt spot
Illusion of truth in the whole comet explodes the imagination then, and live on this planet is not always bullshit, with a base
suspicion
The plot was set, the plan does not abort
Then I hear a voice absorbed, and the howl of a wolf bill in history, the destruction of perfection was contained
A rocket in a star beachfront
So weird what had been said
And I start to go down the stairs in the void
A single drop of a step, then the metal rail was automatic and only one foot in the river, barefoot and cold, all that is does not seem to be
Everything fades away and vanishes. All such and which is universal, then only one language, a mouth open for the pleasure-hungry kiss
Behold kiss and desire, a bite of your eyes
When your boat trip in touch
And one really do with something that is not unrealistic but a guess, your nose petiz a hot sensation, and flies and conquer Pluto, his heart
A stone in the pond
A life apart
A portrait is not always photographed
Behold the madness that was going to have a sanity
Went to the point where everything created and released a kiss waiting to be caught with a force
Only from there, with a conviction, always tied to his heart, a desire to pump and
From a current flow is thought
In the box were four walls
And a look of a filament for no reason just waiting to light up the strength, not fear, not wins or loses, is the will of
create and vague
Sea with a brush to paint the entire alphabet with each color, its syllable and strength, culminating in the desire to go
And go and let yourself go, especially to build a castle
In the stone under the waterfall and the river
In the current carry it forward, par-of had in mind something very different from the equal and a simple tale of the journey, the sound of virtuosity
Is not seen but spreads
So I climbed one more step
Still went back downstairs
In advance of a step and a levitating
And only one trying to climb each step to its firm and confident air of wonder
The piano broke down Tar Just had a key, and it was not a defendant was not sorry to have faith to believe in a promotion from being always and only get an instant
Fragrant landscape in warm glow of the sea you see the love in my dive, you were my buoy
In my boat sinking
Washed clean cloth in which the piano is mounted on a living room where
nobody wanted to be
And I just wanted to get there
Then the door was the exit
From all that and never will further imagine, was the desire to
you have in the heart loop
And your partner, it all pumping
And then the turbulent sensible and is less in the act
The bombing was already happening
From war to peace
Everything together with various direction
One from the go and expand it and then returned the bird that sings and
enchants just today learned their song In the lyrics, all sorted without coordinated The task was to bring and end to fear and not believing
I fail to return
This trip around the course was already
Depth of the drop on the roof, the window ajar and the cold, the dark of an act
of a fact, but it never happened and reported it is supposed to be invented thought
That was just emerging vent That water was only a seat of your kiss I wish you only play the piano
It was part of a plan for you to play the note that you will conquer
A keen sense a blunt blade
It was not a written that strike the strongest ever felt
A loose tie on the night of stars
A trip on the future
That will not come, this differs from country-tle and was the coup, was
just a story
That all desecrated and left at the end
What came in to Pluto, the only write
Love of one heart
Between two walls impossible to jump, where the fence
Nothing away, in a wide circle, a square rectangular
That node that pinch of dust off and see the piano playing alone in your pity and fourth
Dark a picture taken by the Standing lícula-roll, small images, in shades of fragments
I see that you are the piece that reflected on
It all comes together because I love you, mi-nha reflected the image, you alone are the mirror frame
The Vulgar
How to get out of this pain Which is immersed and exacerbates the suffering of only one hurt
And unique.
One glance to not kill, and discuss all the teardrop is the discovery of a layered and desecrated Heart
Then there's the current that drives me crazy
And my wrists and chains around the impulse
Of being sentenced to sick soul and dark
This dust that shakes us intruded by sen-
taken
And most of the physically ubiquitous va-
for the soul
This alienation is the root of the turbulent en-
contrada
In one maze, The I
You
Swept by the current submerged
The apathy of another day, smashed
The current that squeeze me, loose yourself ...
Urgent at the moment almost everyone expects ... The allegory of life, transported from bucolic
moments ...
The torch burning, struck dead, and behold a glow that lights the flame ...
For thee my poor heart burn, a loose horse waiting to be tamed ...
I enjoyed everything I feel, because you feel like you feel at that time infinity ...
That intersects with the past and marks surrounding any life to be lived.
Our reunion was thrashing in the magic that is only looking at you and see
Your motherly face, the feeling of affection and tenderness just pick me up all the bitterness ...
Just need to see you live and where even die ...
A hot lips move a sensuality, a transparent happiness ...
Meaning as a hug waiting to be lived-in, a strong marriage ...
Particularly well as you want, aspire to be so happy as a petiz ...
A root sown, nurtured and fortified ... Friendship is the noblest of love
Let my heart beat out your rhythm ...
I was a father there father
The magic moment of higher learning always hope
The greatest love
Love to have a child only a mother greater Love Child
It is always attentive and intelligent giant
Father and Son
My son explodes me with joy
The feeling, emotion, affection, love and affection, is a force that alludes to the joy eternal, the desire for affection, sharing, teaching lesson and because of both overflows
of happiness to that which one of us aspires to be forever young apprentice in his father beginner.
Meant to love you, how you feel, as each time a question of anxiety and just a little longer because fascinate me. Your brilliance will always for me a picture of bliss in a frame where we fit the two, but you are always the cutest.
Far from the simple rise came in thinking only you fill like you enrich me, you're crazy real tenderness
Tear
One day if I had a tear in your face depository to weep no more
Dream
He wanted to dive Intensely woke in the middle of the sea
From a sleep that will last years the wires, the sleepwalker Dreamer, a night of soul
That the bulk of the evening shade
If it invades and awakens the dark
Illusion of pure and raw, the more eternal
Wake up and see
What the deep sleep of him one day if there is - to wake up and believe in the myth of the dream always to get and to reach just one more piece to be
An infinite line with your mark ...
Pair
Did a kiss A peaceful slumber That numbs us
And wish for more may not want to know the sweet in you
And when you say words Mild and refresh the beating of a stir
From a heart that you think
Tight, interwoven And I never unleashed a stream
Veins that pump your heart I'm a breath of air with a rhythmic lightness and clarity never
Suffering or evil I'm like rain hitting the water in the sand and stone
I'm yours, who does not
Is detached and
You enjoying it readily
Without you prove
Behold, I am half
In search of his pocket
Plunged into a boot waiting to be unleashed And to tie a tie that never undo Because you are the shoe of the pair Who have my taste of love
Life
In the eternal saving
She then goes down
And then there is no way
Face it, around it or manipulate it
It's the terror of the dissident What burble and culminates a single point of mind Shutdown
Of creation, imagination Or just paint a dash of Green Fluorescent
Tone and grab life
In tone and live
Bloom, here is
The marker you've always wanted
Report, Lives
Intensely
Love
Behold quickly rediscovers desire If the conquered
Go back and crashing into the stones of the salt sea and bathed
Depth and layered
Here's what stands out
The cold that enters through the swim
Peaceful and abstracted
I found myself involved with getting water from the West Passage to the other side
Nothing is ever difficult to just step forward and the same step Let your heart ring
The music that is calling you
Wind, sea and land to conquer
Simply love
Wall
If it were to happen
Blow would not know the cold, restless mind The cold desecrated, sold and
The soul, this weapon from pure sentimentality No way, bound
The one body
That will freak out and never being
Coming, because the soul not mistaken, the interest excel but it is pure
If follows that prominently displays a closed circle, half ajar
For that to come and subjugation The illusion of immensity Surge thunder
And everything stops when the light But the effect of disease of the mind and body needs Those who consciously
Dive into the abyss of Being itself and the Levite, and remains as Appendix A disturbing
The moods
And the disease is a tumor of the spirit endured pain and how to negligently That the effect and impact on who
Is the meter and
Walking is the meeting of the soul, spirit, body, live in a Pooled
In everything that destabilizes the other factors because the body no longer endure the hurt of old diseases or ailments and then Of that spirit
Of self and selfishness Come to our will But disturbs the soul
And in this epitome of thinking
It acts on the spirit corrupted
And invaded
Pure, hard
Strong as a wall
Unable to jump
Think
A net of imagination
Vertigo, a stroke
Alluring
A madness immersed
And deep
It supports amicably Through beam line and a body of magic invades
And penetrates the conscious unconscious
The world of appearances
Behold live
Becomes the beauty
From a pure breathing
And the infinite becomes visible boundary between words and expands Feelings
And an act to amend Without Your thinking
Provoke thinking And Wondering imagine always outperformed
The standing,
Thinking and acting to change
Friendship
See all the evening twilight to Happen
Away from the shelter of the imaginary enemy, the
Go through each battle would Truce,
With peace of mind, turning
In the tranquility, the night was
The fall, and I began
To feel that touch That feel the soft skin the will and energy Ageless Friendship
The simple gesture of love stronger than any love or passion
And whatever the nest
Only the touch of a thumb
And just imagine
What felt
And the current passing
Of all the energy
Learning
Amazed and fascinated with the juice spilled, or affronted fact quite gloomy But sitting on alert status, without the slightest sense of minimalism From Here that runs through the city Integer, so confused or misunderstood
Do not know if everything was decided But it makes sense in the simple pleasures When
To write you to request not required, and when it happens remains vanishes
Everything felt
He saw, however
Just look, read and write interpret, assimilate Transporting Learning and teaching, behold the breath Grows
With the wind,
And then disappear, flying seven seas
For the said by said
Behold plunged, would
Deepened, the whole
Friend of Friend
This friend indivisible
And it was not visible but an alert, a thought From the talent that flies
Runs, runs and imagines
There and not being
But when witnessing the birth of the Volta a day each one thinks only because now, today, now
It is the future and writing
From enjoying a hard
Simple warm up and above
Create and imagine and return
The back and recreate
At your place for which I had never left it, but once there, is already
Look at the clock Preferably, Spot Actual facts and presence are Assisted and an original feeling of pleasure
That comes with the melt
And the blackout so normal
Dumb, and just simply The Wake up early and so As the dark and light up the night magic
And pragmatically was levitating and rowing a boat
With a north, a direction she was Razzberry and scintillating, that
One point,
With feedback and a sea
So hard to imagine
It was immense and awesome
This fury of the oceans that addresses clandestine journey Without host
A square ball was reversed triangle like a pyramid from a sarcophagus
In the spirit of soul ... As a forgotten Impenetrable
Living, occurring
Site an image of a leaf
It does not dry, its irrigation for the pen and the writing of our planet
Each antenna, satellite
Or simple
Maintain contact wire
With another planet and traveled As trees
In branches that grow
And the flowers
Gardener
That shine all day
They are like a glow in the moonlight
Would happen
And then
Another jump, another jump
To see a kid born and mostly see him grow and learn and learn all the notes and turned that Act, that the language of the child
It's soft skin to supremacy
Of children toward
Due to parents and teaching
Connivance of double Observer and learning to learn and know how a twin
Having a couple in which learning
It is very much my mutual Challenge yourself and your
We will always grow and learn
Know ...
And much live ...
Living
I have one prevents me from seeing what I'd like to be real
But ever loyal to conduct like a sad clown I'ma fake
The smile, the joy from the inside to the outside I do not obey a float
That makes me fall out of place
Normal would be traveling
And get a point where dista
Own view of
Abysmal feel a big step, however unnatural phenomenon as savage animal ferocity and Feels
With speed, tear
Strangle
And as forest
If an innate strength
The predestined %
0AAo failure at the time
And a trip in advance and no trace is the image of rebellious, hateful
And indeed sinful
Here is a swear
The temperature in the sky at the time, comes the cool and serene Alegre Marigold saying Stop, Flowers
And it grows, the momentum
Violent not a bad time goes by All the ferocity of Culminis and be enhanced suddenly leave
That nothing
Or nearly nothing
The inconvenience and
To pure momentum tells you is the noise Of Air and put you
The think I will win it all without fear, without ever learn not to live with the trap
That hatred we have is not yours, in your human self
You see that good deeds will make thee
The star on earth
When the curtain falls
I ask you to touch the piano 'Cause We've got a plan
Based on arrival we will never stop you from you do
And flies
Plane and flies
The storm cloud
It is a condition
Multi-factor that makes us in rain and wet harrowing face of Terna
Earthly
Serena seems to have read a conjecture An architecture
Without engineering
In its power, refers the fantastic, the unreachable realistic, because
We believe That all powers, above all had a glass envelope but dark shades Smoked
Absolutely transparent
The values are as
Flowers have to Shower them constantly And what is the seed grows in the mind
Be different from that we all have the same instincts and ferocity
The very soul of man Beyond the magic potion is due
The tunnel in which giddy
See the entry light
And with no end
The derailment of a bottomless pit Everything we have learned and implemented from pure
Here no one will win in its World
The tunnel is the passage
Experience the light of the entry
And enlighten your path
For what we have
It is the life line and that is to be conducted
Deep Love
Love suffered
It was also felt
Forgotten
In the bottom half lost
Repented and lived
Mask
How to stop living in the end and everything
Finally, behold, certainly nothing as certain as
What we do not have anything uncertain
Insert
Another line
Tiny and a continuous limit
Not a harbinger of the Infinite, so as the lines we have two points
The sunrise and the only infinitely
Only the face of death
How slowly is coming from a blow everything What did it feel, just another face Because they never saw the end but the
Mask of the dark
Remembrance
For you suffered for you felt loved Contigo Contigo lived never loved another I kissed in thee vi
In you got
Love will always remember
Felt
Nothing ever so much suffering for you wanting Dying Through me
For you I wrote
Therefore
I have suffered and died And you never ever felt lost only
Lover In a Moment
One day just seemed distant Far Love Someone
Already lover
Reflections
Awaiting the birth of something me and my mirror reflection
How good is only And not only reflect your image is too simple reflection mirror was passed without
Clear Night
One dark night So clear as to where Dawn
Corners by your charm
Become like the real
Whistling bird that flies and
All aspire to freedom
Writing
I ...
And the greatest good that I have a paper and a pen Especially Irresistible aspire only to thought
Passing
Morri!
Yes, it was the beginning of the end
The beginning of the volte-face
Without bitterness, but no tenderness
It was the trip
Performed without image, and without courage Opposing the lowest and the highest was time to leave
Or stay at this place, imagining Everything and anything from time to time he departed, and went to the bottom
At the far end
Do not fear nor tremble
The return journey is
Immersed in this world
In the depths of beauty
That all I have is all
And everything I want nothing, for when leave
Nothing will bring him, that's what I thought.
Abyss
Where I am on a precipice into the abyss
It's the end
Expected
And he walked like this, wishing and wanting
Jumping, hopping
And smoking
He was walking without a travel destination
The anxiety varies with age but live forever If so very anxious waiting for something, you always want to Anything, everything in us is interposed
How willingly involuntarily
Ladder
I sat down, consider,
But the result, not
It was close to expectations,
I went downstairs and enter the elevator
Light and dark, and behold, he is tightening the second maneuver own will
Hence it rose slowly and
Never falling Down
Headquarters
A tear, An intuition
Or destruction, that Thought is a nice drink from the flask from the refrigerator
And I bring to the headquarters and all is satiated and Magnifico
Existence
Unwilling to end, so is Ending ...
She comes ... I hear the words as well as I saw this terrifying Winner
Once Again I do not go
And therefore I am and am
Short
Sun
What was happening I felt sad for the dawn A suit
That came with nightfall Vivi, I am reborn and he relived the powerful
The Sun
Revive
In the curtain of smoke
Behold, there he is born
Without the scroll event
Behold, it was momentary
And that the slab breaks away and only just
To live a life more
For an image
It's simple to see every moment
On his image and be reborn
Look
The perfume, the smell of insanity, madness, torture of thought All unbound
No relative, an orphan's heart, only the pain of a love that hurts so many other
The look and kills
Desire and the Longing
Culminate
Just a moment, a moment came that
Thy thought, probably all exist not only how virtuous image
But in an appearance or function of state
The mind does not die in every moment of physical existence
And suddenly everything is
Delete, or may lead
Living Dying
To live or die? Alas, sorry, it arises? Obvious, who never killed anyone? Everyone has left to live
One moment. All without exception think how unfortunate pleasure and then we will die soon so we'll live
The contradictory of ridicule
Leaver
Dear Friend ... I write too far gone ... ... You Were my little friend ...
Tonight my soul cries ... for you!
take my heart a chance ... Please forgive me my friend ...
... lost my freedom away in heaven ... Were you taken ...
return's a pleasure ... so quiet ... silence, the half-way to who Died Were ... Forgiven last word ... ...
Interrupted
Evaporated on to me my soul, nothing left but rubble ... secret, outside the fantasy.
In a subversion emerged, floats idleness ... one more time, particularly ...
Be
A sound, a core of mouth, A soft touch, a color only a dream to enchant a single moment, only
Desperate and inspired a sharpening, no distance, no limit
The cutting of a hole, this framework goes beyond the imaginary chick blood, pain and Reddish inflamed by the sense of not having an enigma, but
a reality, a vision. When we joined the other and see
believe as a look
approver and supportive of a life, adulterated, inverted and mirrored.
From all the heartache that I feel
I belong to anyone, without fear
compassion, insane, without passion and pure soul of a node without power, but interwoven, and united in a
only sense of wanting and finally have, and at the end
nothing to be ...
Absence
If you touch and see your world, would be unclean, without a touch of sensitivity change, at least to believe that anyone
beyond my reality. My simple sadness
is like all the happiness attainable as unreachable. By magic, without irony
In one day you say, touch me feel, how you look at me and see who I am and what not
I'll be near you.
In a fiery match the pain that burns in me when everything closes burn. Never took you out, in fact you say that you suffer because you never know, and let
that I loved you and always love you ...
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I love you more than those times that my heart can beat ...
I Expiro | Inspire You | The Same Air | De Amar
I am all the colors to paint your world ...
... for me, for you and who likes me
One day ...
Planted a root ... In my heart ... Today, this tree ...
It's called a love for life ... Ever, can be pulled ...
It lives ... Inside me ...
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Monday, 30
April 2007
Transformer
Balance of forces that transform the glittering reality.
Switchbox Controls positions and destinations of current universal.
Sunlight
Illuminates the insides 11
obscure the nature of land.
Fountain Fall like drops on the ground that the source of life and light.
Lighthouse
Search incessantly so
rotary motion abnormality.
Electrocution
Nerves plow with noisy cardiac electrocution.
Electromagnetic waves
Thoughts come and go around the circle, wavy waves.
Electricity
Runs through my body this current leads me to the circuit wave.
Electrical pulse
I am shaken by impulses which move from electric mode.
The light of truth
Glows when the truth discovered by impulse.
Blackout
Shut up the voices tormented by the feeling of being bright.
Candle Light
Lights pain
accumulated from the melted wax.
Electric doors
Open gently touching, but no closing time to open.
Motorcycles chainsaw
Cut the roots of hatred vibrant dark energy.
Electrocuted
Electrocuted in smoke light that erases the memory.
Electromagnetic turbulence
Swarm in the minds turbulent electromagnetism endless.
Monday, 30
April 2007
Ray electrifying
As lightning electrifying energy that paralyzes the mind.
Lights diabolical
Every being has a devilish light of electrifying flashes.
Flashers
Flashing lights plaguing me
the uninterrupted flow of current.
Dim light
Lights illuminate opaque outlandish beings in the dim light.
Wires
Electrical wires run through my body vibrating with energy.
10th Circuit Electrical
Rise and move towards the 10th circuit and there is a power failure incorruptible.
Fall Electric
Electric fell on the words of ecstasy and sensations.
Cut light
Sharp and bright echoes,
shining light grabbing voice breaking.
Dark lightning
Flash brightly dark beings with errant eye orientation.
Fluorescence
Flourish and fall, not thunder in all directions and senses.
"Ofusculência"
Lancinating lightnings overshadow the pleasure of others feelings and perspectives.
Incandescence
Intersecting arcs deep into your soul that hold the electrode - shocks and dynamic glow.
Electrocutáveis
As a hint to me hammer out the discrepancies of the sentiments that appeal to a light strong and determined.
Absence Crepuscular
I curl up in lights gently acute of my being, I delight in a gentle radius.
Reminiscence
Agreement immersed in a bright day, I prepare to leave the Dark and the Power
Light, Power and Energy will distribute throughout the Community constellations.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Light Menacing
Threaten these lights convalescent
that plague us and let foresee the danger.
Light Presence
This light that accompanies you in moments of bucolic and unable to confront you intimacy in secrecy.
Red Light
The bright red light and blocking nerve accelerators.
Shock
Shocks sails and minds of contaminants without impulses spread out.
Light Company
Illuminated what does not happen and neither company feels light.
Thunders
Thunder crunch and shatter noise
thirsty for pleasure.
Mighty Light
Powerful lights condemn
instruction to the lives of others by voices
Rays
How powerful and lacerating Rays cut ties that bind impossible.
Luz Fosca
Clouded consciousness
that penetrate into bulky beam.
Intense Light
Intensely lit up the mists of the Dark Light
Cosmic Light
Cosmos as a pervasive and deep
which relieves the oblivion of the soul.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Power of Light
The healing power of light struck me right in the filaments of the foreskin of despair, I am grateful. This light guided me in the direction of current ecstasy of everyday life, struck me sick and the future
unreasonable to so yeah ... thunders into slaughter
I like dynamite and flash brightly stripped of pleasure fatal.
So yes cured by light and move it cured me and got out of the bowels of caloric accuracy and precision. But I wonder if this light will illuminate the past because I'm afraid she has no power to run light. Hence there are two poles, two extremes of energy. And I was struck by the positive and healing rather than the dark and haunting. This light comes from the clarity of emotions and rationality of the twilight of the immediate and impulsive, without transition and opaque meanings, not feelings or embedded nailed.
The light is strong, intense and will burn all its rays on who opposes it, join the light, to feel
there will be no impulsive force and power grabs that have the talent and strength as a Blue Ray fan and cutting non-lived bad moments and thoughts
malicious and pervasive that victimize us as sound-light bras without the feed. I just say that there is light in you and there is thunder, storms, power and light, mainly light clear and pure in its most
primitive fire that fire that crosses in and feeds us and sometimes we burn, so life is made of light transient and opponents against their sense of reason or energy to give us strength and vitality to withstand the shock faded, and without their strength reproach and that apologies are in causes of their involvement, there is no light energy and ener-gy has everything, everything has its light and movement and current, ie the self that often intimidates us and we con-
fronta with strange accusations do not understand because they are not Exculpatory not dare to clash with other energy but rather trying to extinguish its light, but it is present and how it unfolds, infiltrates the senses of vision and shows us the clarity of thought through the silence of the times, and how to harden shuts
and enjoy the view of the disabilities that inglorious others pass through negative energy or positive energy-po. But the fact is a light blue ray bully, but who accepts that power in it if you want to carry it and the speed of light, the immediate, the second tranche of the moment, the moment it is instantaneous and hence there will be no cuts in the framework or conduct more ridiculous because everyone is entitled to power, whether positive or negative effect.
The influence of lacerating black Faiska happens in neutral pole of wisdom and carries the insanity of ener-gy vibrant and hungry for pleasure and luminary, so
I advise using your own energy to be reaching for the light and blurring an ardent smile like ashes, deprived of heat, but frantic when shaken. Quadrant of another have thought the Blue Ray with imperturbable lights Christmas tree and stressed that drive us to distraction. The Blue Ray knows his path, direction, guidance and insight has to frame and photon energies, possible short of the tours, but vibrant and impulsive always travels at-speed of light but not blue ray. It is this transition
power faced by the energy pragmatic but not effusive obstructive that prevent us from living the instant, the thunder shakes and prominently affect the sound wave that produce super-sonic speeds but not so powerful.
As a direct confrontation by the people oppressed and thicken the lights bright opaque that distort what is real and it seems unreal, but there are also lights fictitious
it is the power of the light of imagination.
Blue Ray
Infuriated, the Blue Ray invades me be resplendent with energy that flows into the pores of dirty prejudice and intolerance that this blue ray will hit.
Artificial Light
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Laser Light
This laser light is penetrating and so invisible to the pene tra-not visible and invisible.
It's a light in the master seer and-out hardened assumptions and zillions of others to own seer. Imperceptible and harmless causes through its beam a Suction thoughts and preconceived ideas to their own poison with poison and its antidote.
Attic Light
This smoke light pierces the mind's hidden in rags
memories undone in loose heads and steering action, action that the step motor that cools the thought of slow and frantic massificadoramente uncoordinated.
Penetrating the idle time is enthusiastic and dis-tributes to the lights
Brain and exciting current electrical stimuli in ca-wandering.
Intensifies in body mass and distributes light practice and hypno-numbing, as one will set the rhyming gibberish.
These lights come in any attic head with eclectic roots of the latest engineering.
Some have monkeys, others only attics, attic other lamps that obscure the main entrance, I wish to enter attics with memories, pen-thoughts, short life lived without great causes but
with memories. These are memories that light the attic forever and some are always open or closed in chests.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Lightning
Heats and darkens and becomes still and silent, but range and noise when it happens is panting and avas-salador that infects the rage to live and be present
between lights and other lights or even simple
dark transient but marked with sighs and silences that breaks the most electrifying. That lightning that you erase the issue of consciousness marked by groans and eloquent that precipitate action ne-loader sense of opportunity to be stationary at the time that another lightning fell in this world.
Ashes of Light The ashes that mark you heat the irons from the wild and only a strong
battered are contaminated by ashes of Light's past and future ubiquitous that you do not forget and that rebellion. Cut up the spur of the moment
and spreads slowly tearing profusely and telling you controls you, and you throw into a pool of light that drowns in memory of the words incontinent and spilling their place of birth. In turmoil are the burning ashes of a mag-magnetic body that flickers and hisses in your heart burning with desire for something manly and masculine or feminine and so sexy, this double character insult you like a split personality that does not sag or to a side or the other. The ashes of light and heat the dark frivolous in their heat and have the protection of the rains and devoured that spread across continents and timeless space.
In light of Pleasure
This light that invades us and gives us insights of luxurious and takes us to the many pleasures of greeting and anxiety chemistry of pleasure-sedentary
nity, but not encrusted, but printed on the faces of naive pleasure that illuminate the alien being or feeling or emotion.
Emotion that you feel happy and dazzling resplande center and relieves contractions felt by the excess of pleasure over the one that redirects to the other senses and pleasures.
As the light of joy grows and feeds on addiction that will not shrink and does not wobble and crash crazy hair in the denial of pleasure.
Light Hypnotic
Grope mesmerizing felt in the face of the light pres-ence feelings that promise the desire of the addiction of the light which leads us to streamline and believe there is light.
Through it we are taken without credit and no debts, es-
stagnating, as the hypnotic life of transcendent beings who indulge in pleasure sources hypnotics.
Vices such as rave hair and brow of shame and idleness. This transcendent light that leads us to new challenges in the same thought dif-ferent in reaction, reactions such unreasonable and pure facing the pure desire to have the light in his power to be fed by it and driven by loose stones that come together as clay on heating.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Intense Light
Intensely that light is divided between bodies disposed of motion and oscillates between two easy ways to illuminate, but without any electric current, it is self-sufficient and exists in sorrow and dismay of hypnosis systemic that feeds and develops.
But consciously is a light so intense that apa-ga and auto-transmit powers even erased.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Psychedelics thunder
Psychedelics intertwine in the noise of the brave tro-Voes that support and enhance the anomaly that arises from being covered by the thunder-the psychedelic.
Well here it radiates coherent light, no power
or ranges, that would just be a pretext for the abnormality of thunder black, which is caged and grunts in the strangest and most profound sense of absorbance
the reason why he stepped aside, range and move without the least secretive, seemingly psychedelic lighting world who grieve it if you want to mislead, or enjoy the pleasures spread biased dyed colors oblique stagnant, unwilling to create or mere indulgence .
Imbued with the spirit of the fragments of thought, in fact all those who are fragmented imagi-nam another world, away from disturbances, such as when we scratch ourselves irritate the eye, or simply you blink. This move alienated from other movement, glows and spray away the minds and oblivious to the simple fact of being a busy
or agitated.
Thunder is psychedelic and drive away spirits, without which they manifest, as there is, is a reality of parallel rumors and intransigence as the bogeyman, and nobody here eats weird personalities and aliases of pre-existence even in the absence of fact.
Hence, all that is unreal is timeless story, but it does anything, afraid, afraid that we deport a horizon of five dimensions, polygons and linear, but not likely or even capable of any trait, this trait is that the hemispheres apotheotic and transcendent thought.
Not flower or grow in filaments of reason tracta abstract ideas, but impulses are born characters
already seen, and decorated movement imitation and appropriateness to the moment, but all made aware and minimally calculated. Without the thunder calculations is real and
unpredictable so it is a genuine spontaneity-bility that it is absurd to think of any other energy source psychedelic.
Creak and grind the heads of old and already disadvan-baskets in yellow leaves and eaten by bibliofagos
And without any perseverance intimidate obsolete memory and made and counterfeited to its measure. Surrounded by measuring devices, welcome the rotulantes abexins and laugh at the thunder of Abyssinia.
In light of the past are urged those living in the light of the past, those dying of celestial bodies in addition to invade proe-MinEnt that happens, the immediate.
But all issues are bright, light intensity, more
sas or less, but are not energy radiation
are consistent with the past, not even mo-ment before. Past lights emit ra-mediations so that harmful but not block out any light that is bright and radiant light want at any time, impulse or momentum.
For the past intersects with the present, moment, momentum, or the second tranche, but does not influence its energy nor its current luminosity. We are therefore always in time for the powerful light and limpid stream of ecstasy that cuts through the wind on your face pleasures hitherto deprived of intent Gyrate-motion rivers around the pleasure of light or be illuminated, because what counts is certain is power or voltage of the intense current that triggers the electrical impulse that passes through the simple look in light of its the past, less intense light, radiation from past lives, but not the principle of guiding light triggered
motion pulse of light without shade, played the second snapshot, just a simple click and you're done there was light in his eyes sharp and dangerous and burning glances of envy and hatred that just creep around lights of the past and cling the celestial bodies you with radiation. Well Radiation is radiation contamination and that is, so that anything stronger than light his light at the moment, at all times with any current without radiation, since no light is stronger than another, is a question of radiation - tions, and I do not come with these lights innate because each has its pure light, thirsty and will respond with imagination and pure ima-energy development and creation. Magic light that has colors in his light, reflected in shades of yellow sun energy.
In fact there is not much light, there is only pockets of exis-
tance of remaining balanced and objective way that is not capable of viewing. So there is not real, is the result of powerful ray that we alluded to raise awareness.
Lightning But what is consciousness? What is really conscious or unconscious here is a barrier that is not likely to materialize for a lot of sense to do and to understand that we all would tell gimos for the moment. This decay preconceived barrier to materialize and saying they were current intranspo-levels when in fact there are no barriers in the real.
Everything is so real and imaginary or unreal all live in the same chain of illusions, the headquarters of other studies Pirithous that does not affect us because it actually exists, or indeed there is no barrier between the desire and the light is always present in the unconscious conscious and We reserve to ourselves because we believe in chains, but here too there are no currents or impulses
yes there are imaginary creatures celestial paciais aerospace-living as they say in light of the past, the majority ruled that the light had to have power or measure, but then again who are they to interfere in the light, the light does not rings.
Observe the light and gets a clear look to it
Friday, June 22, 2007
Natural Light
Nothing more natural light that is clean and natural because it is natural to conform. Conformance, adversity
ties, conflicts, which serve as mere indulgences
accumulator conscious attitudes and problems but not as deep as they are natural. Between natural light and there is minimal impact from this that involve the natural-
see us and makes us feel at ease and quiet, because everything is normal and natural.
Air, natural joy that surrounds us, the one that hits and runs and especially touch, gentle touch for those who like puffs of lightness.
Wednesday, 27
June 2007
Light on Nuclear Energy
Potent source of energy radiates in transformations, mutations psychological, which we consider ourselves so struck by this nuclear power. This light vibrant
energy increases the impact of light be transcen-dent of mutations and that in fact they are suffering but as a peacock that seeps in the seized and impulses that lead us to act. Boost this dynamic and clear explosive radiation. Hence we have the ex-west in its maximum force of energy, nuclear agents that will fix the light and crumble impossible to destabilizing because it is the epitome of the power of transformation. And nothing stronger than transforming, the change that lifts us and potentiate in rela-tion to radiation.
Psychotropic Lights
As if by magic or harmony they perch and flap their wings and float these lights psychotropic that fascinate us and the reality that trade as either a good desire but is anticipated to be a bad omen for the quan-we return to this world, where as a time machine us away from the real dimension and transports us into a fantasy world, or unreal pleasures.
Hence there is a third dimension of activ-sensory energy and dark when viewed from the perspective of other crazy reality inhibit the oxygenation and flow lights psychotropic gaining ground from various perspectives and dimensions Voluptuo-sas that excel and those who retain in sporadic epi-dios. No oppositions between light or world realities or because the nature are the lights.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Thunder
As before a break bitter and long lasting, raging thunder that feeds the Land of the survivors of light amorphous and transparent. Refugees in bodies ce-east of the bitterness they have put this uncontrollable rage enhanced by washes of light and power. Burns and feeds the light of being that makes the invasion of these ne-pomp blackouts in darkness away from light and power that lets itself be subservient and inflame the magma Thunder enhances the energy and happiness of light. Felici-tion of light beams uncharacteristic of human-
cos of being.
Saturday, 21 July
2007
Generator
Love Generator, generator or love!
What fuels this desire carnal not virtual, and this emotional link kissing transparent and thirsty for something vital to the development of energy ties emo-tion and trams.
This generator feeds egos and personalities with hidden faces daily as the representation takes on the breakfast or dinner, or water that feeds the energy of the day to day.
Without masks or agonizing thoughts, frame-drama-reality in the power of love or love the energy of electric and looks sharp and penetrating-ing representative of love and loneliness that lives fueled by a cable that never shuts down, a energy incorruptible, but true, always!
Always thirsty electrifying look of desire and some patience
invented by the monotony of the days and faces pel-representing almost nothing in the mean electrical wires are loose. Adventure up the imagination of the motor and innate realities but cleared of choking with instant contact. Contact indispensable to life motor, this engine of consensus reality of being and not being there, but oblivious to other realities almost imperceptible to the conscious desire, but he
is there!
There is always this sense of opportunity in the immediate future, so the media can not be watery but slides in the thoughts of love generator means and resources available and how to love generator is always on the lookout for any and or a non-tro virtual and controlled this very being of condescend, then it can not divest themselves of the pleasure it generates, and proliferates in these ever-present faces of the piece of soul you always wanted to stifle.
Because you can not sell any piece of energy, because energy is one and multicultural in its sense of satisfaction, satisfaction that develops several reality-ties, because we are imaginary and virtual, only the presence of others or on the mirror to hide new
regulatory power of the spirit energy of neutrons, these are the real animals of light. Dragons lights can light up!
Electric Current
This current runs through us and that reinvigorates the day-sarily gives us strength and mimicry of gleaming errant beings, yes! Errant because it can stand the force of light or convalescent sick and oppression that affront to reality dualistic and oppressive.
Do not weigh upon this stream of negative poles who infiltrate deep subconscious pain and reducing the critical and negativistic personality, food-ta-te but of transcendent reality and positivity of anti-chemical and chemical feeders channels the spirit of innovation and achievement , realization that this is personal and non-color as feeders to the frantic Ridas no pleasure, but that draws the mind to the magnetic waves of thought and
mitted. The transmission of thoughts is real
is magnetized and develops circuits and nobody can deny that these circuits have current spreads in the air of timeless sensations and pleasures OprI-kids, because we are all starting to beta-blockers but outside energies that enhance our thirst for living.
These pulses therefore affect our reasoning and sometimes conflicts occur or develop in the pen to marry, but that can bring happiness to power, with the excitement that the gates will lead to external reality.
Light Blue
Triggered strong emotions in the light blue crosses bridges and ladders and infiltrating the feelings of power that feeds and develops this potential spiritually tuos.
Welcomes with its beams the beauty of the ultra-sensitive trans-parency of friendship eloquent wishing for something more blue, stronger, more intense, and develops
we constellations with feeling and profound ramifications of being alienated in this wave Hertzian.
This power affects oblique minds bereft of feeling of living in shades of blue, turquoise affecting deep and lasting friendship, he carries in itself magical beams of madness and delight lovers of rare beauty and blue toning. In filaments intensity twilight it develops and transmits energy and warm protective evils and pleasures with Aug-nia and silence, there is not a mask that eludes us and alludes to the abstract thought, but rather a strong blue light and intensifying pleasure of real and imaginary, but it affects and who it affects always be transported and
be no limits to the intrinsic and lasting friendship.
She falls in love and almost bereft of reason but which serves food to the excitement, come and bring pleasure and delight of lust, that pleasure is all calories and invades
and is a frenzy of excitement with this blue light that lies down and clasp the accumulation of wind energy that are emptying with time but does not disappear in the future present, that is always present this protective light that will not let us develop the level of Luminous uncontrollable pleasure.
Monday, 23
July 2007
Power Cord
Vibrant current of anxiety runs through bodies atra ves-electric cables feeders and hope for something new and amazing that leaves us static
movements but with racing thoughts and anxiety.
Paralyzed from moving up the tension in fits and actually measured and controlled movements of thought we went downstairs where we turn to one another.
It is on this ladder of thoughts which we categorize behaviors, faces and movements and we framed the descent and ascent of the moments of life and light feeds the escalator that takes you non-stop to the madness of reality that prevails in sec. XXI, energy, magic, costumes, all with apparent harmony, but
beware of the stairs, not everyone is going down the stairs
treadmill of life, there are beings who climb stairs that rise above all someone supports them, is this sufficient or you will be a question of balance.
Balance of forces is crucial to the balance of movement and falls and rises to the level of each individual, but not all deserve to go down and support us on the climb, effort and perseverance is a fundamental, then raise yourself to the spirit of sacrifice without injury or stops
and she'll take the light of the thinking being. Without balance of outside forces that can sag, the stairs are solid and fed by cables of hope come to the cord most important cycle of life, this energy that feeds the earth.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Effervescent Light
Cai and fizz, dilute and expands into branches of light from an unconquerable desire for it is an illusion as all eyes effervescent light that then collapse when confronted with external reality.
Endowed with malice and counterfeit episodes spo-Periodicals effervescent madness of desire as the love that grows and contaminates, occupies all thoughts and let it dominate and be overbearing, it is the exchange of revitalizing energy, the effervescence that neck goes out, the content is light there.
Sky lit
Nothing stronger than the desire to achieve the perfect balance of the illuminated sky, as are stars that give it life and thoughts and ideas move or indeed the desire to concrete.
Nothing more beautiful than the sky lit by energy constellation which called for a constant interaction between the star and the star power is unique, as I say anything stronger than a soul with heaven-illuminated swimming will and desire for change and interaction and star thoughts magnetize touch.
Sunday, July 29 de2007
Leakage Power
It frightens me how energies vanish in smoke without a flame, this is not wanting to interpret reality waistband-mica. I was disappointed when vital energies are suppressed by crystallization of accommodation and feelings is certainly a mask of political correctness. O soul of pure energy transforms you into a spell and fly over the minds that have no current impulse to the truth of the facts and the constant muta-tion of things are changing cycles and stages by which all start and develop, but never in the way
sofridão fear and feelings. Free yourself and
extends up and above all life suffers mutation, this change that propels us.
Tuesday, 28
August 2007
Light of Life
Submerged passions of madness. Why, I instinctively want to be loved and loves of.
Passions and disappointments pave the way for many illusions. Deluded and love me focus and concentrate on all the methodology of how to truly love, that which pierces-
or falsity. Nu in the field of action to be loved this is the true identity of being, being loved so requires of us a deep sense of why we loved and yet there is a dichotomy necessary than happy to reciprocate love and also-also, this interaction assumes that 1 +1 = 1, when logically one can not enjoy anything. So logically 1 +1 = 2, correct, but the conduct will not be productive if the result is not the technical tie the attitudes and values and behavior in general, hence there is a position which then join in the middle of lovemaking.
Understood this truth and will only source of pleasure, or be an individualist or other action, one should consider action as true freedom.
Well, I have not lived enough to overcome the following steps, logical or illogical to be chosen from several of you do not want to be absolutely sure, so I imagine that ass once in a while, and today there is hardly dumb themselves, but the donkeys are artificial, that trick, but who truly mind-sometimes arises in this paper, draw your own conclusions.
I'm not here for that, in fact I have misgivings about madness, and attitudes that do not make, since the fool is the only under certain circumstances and when judged by others, that is often depends on the habitat. Diverting some of this reasoning I then di-
zer I'm crazy, I assume that many people liked
hence, we are never satisfied, we want more love and more and more ...
Why so amorous ambition, as I put the question. Retreat by saying the following, all are free
to run amuck in love, we are vulnerable and often manipulated.
We believe that it is true that we love, why, because we loved that feeling affection and triggers that awaken the wisdom of life, the act of love and pass that love clearly and sponta-neous, because saying I'm entitled to be loved as to love yourself and then give birth to life through an effort towards a path one and no-but lagre or pain.
Enjoy a wonderful being that presents to you
Maximum energy progenitor. The light is reproduced beams that illuminate the solar system itself, believe me.
Never on a distant horizon to capture the light of love, because it spreads by contact, stimulate
revitalizing these energies.
And do grow up and be the equation 1 +1 +1 +1 +.....=
infinity. Well there's love in the magnetic field, strength and seductive lure a desire to meet and satisfy the desire or simply enjoy.
Saturday 1
September 2007
Energy Associations
Light: Heat: Sun Power: Segregation: Saliva: Kiss
: Sharing: Feeling: Joy: Party: Birthday
: Years: Age: Old age: Patience, Perseverance: Conquest: Sacrifice: Pain: Healing: Medical: Health: Vitality: Energy: Power: Impotence: It frustrates tion: Suffering: Fall: Vertigo: Mad: Mad: Mad: Hospital: Inpatient : Deprivation: Desire
: Will: Want: Win: Win Battle: War: Death: Loss: Disappearance: No
: Solitude: Thoughts on Creation: Invention: Lie
: Cruelty: Immoral: Punishment: Punishment: reprimand
: Fine: Police: Security: Security: Stability-from: Balance: Imbalance: Freak: Illness: Psychiatry: Help: Therapy: Clinical: injection: Nurse: Morphine: Drugs: Illusion: Deception: An-siedade: Nervousness: Voltage: Brawl : Fighting: Fighting
: Winner: Racing: Competition: Adrenalin: Fear
: Fear: Doubt: Enquiry: Question: Answer:
Question: Curiosity, Interest, Satisfaction: Pleasure
: Orgasm: Sensation: Conscientious: Responsibility-tion: Guilt: Guilty: Innocent: Freedom: Freedom
: Justice, Honesty: Truth: Sincerity: Trans-parency: Unseen: Unreal: None: Imagination: Creativity: Dream: Sleep: Sleep: Tranquil
: Quiet: Stopped: STOP: Signal Symbol: Drawing
: Pencil: Rubber: Tire: Road: Travel: Trans-portation: Train Line: Needle: Pin: Sewing: Operation: Intervention: Change: Transition Phase
: Escalation: Rating: Indexing: Terms: Words: Phrase: Dialogue: Communication: Expression: Statement: Introduction: Introduction: Preamble
: Introit: Paper: Sheet: Tree: Nature: Wind:
Air: Sea: Fire: Earth, Solar System: Energy: Light: Power: BLUE RAY:)
Thursday, 4
October 2007
Energy Revitalization
Live the Dissatisfaction with Satisfaction
Light Prosperity
I am all the colors to paint your world
Sunday, 7
October 2007
Paralyzing Light
Something we will not stop if we want to continue, but why stop if it is action that takes place and generates emo-tions, sensations and stimuli, why when someone responds and reacts, action my friends, patience
and intelligence to understand the other being confronted pains. That is the question why free energy that paralyze us as if we were children with no response. Courage my dear the word is an order to be judged and who will be the judge of reason, who is normal and abnormal ... nobody!
We all have faith and I have faith in those who have faith to endure the doubt give the will and desire omnis-aware and present, but as a harp and alludes that eludes transmits sounds with echoes delusional mermaid. Nothing more than relax and listen we have two ears and one mouth so listen twice as much as we speak and
silence is action, not naivete or lack of control, few resist silence thou must experience can even be tantalizing answer many questions but subjective and sociable silence is mute but can serve as the perfect weapon willing uncontrollable impulsiveness and desire for this relaxes listen and hear the silence in you!
Wednesday, 10
October 2007
If one day be a radius
If a day is a ray, it would be destructive, scary, noisy, relentless or was bright, beautiful, radiant and energetic ...
Each ray is how humans different characteristics, different modes of action, different light, ie each beam / be unique and exclusive. Well if one day be a minimum radius was unique.
Each ray has the form of action, as in people at any time such action appears in fractions of moments.
Do we have the radius of action / being, it might change its direction and destination. In relation to targets and
first time I invoke the name of God, one day appeared to have a conversation with faith and beliefs of a follower of the Koran that told me the following story which I shall describe, you are given a set of hands and ask for the vehement God who comes out the top score and went up a bit. My Dear story boils down but he finally threw the dice? But apart from this story I will tell you that we share and we spoke / to be acting with the environment and each
throws the dice with your energy / shape / behavior.
Friday, 12
October 2007
Teachings of a Diploma in Father Light of Life
I thank my Father this contribution to my teach-ing
well ... a little of everything ... this is how we shape them to me ... when we are attentive to life ...
At around us ... with sensitivity to all
Light Reflective
Think I'm Crazy Logo
Sunday, 28
October 2007
Morning Light
How good is like waking up in my world, with the canary to sing, the fish swimming and oxygenate the tree. I present to you my accomplices:
The Canary Pintas enchants with her singing.
The Fish and Smartie that nothing slips over the water. And Bonsai Amazon breathing and inspires.
In addition to this glittering and inspiring three beings of my world, most dwell a world globe under the window
which amounts to the world as it was 20 years ago, only
For example there was still the Union of Socialist Rep.-
Soviet lists. I have still two roses of the desert, both composed by the time grain of sand of deser-to make me envision a world united under these roses are a globe in its original color which to me means perseverance and another painted in shades see -
des strong that symbolizes hope for me. In my world I write, I imagine, and I feel as if unperturbed. In a perfect warm and bright with the morning to write some loving soul here who want to imagine the rose of fraternal union.
Tuesday - 20
November 2007
200 Days with the "vulgar" Filipe Moura
I woke up in a reality different from the usual and explore in the fields of writing through this blog would expand my being.
I reflect on how the transmission of thought and equate it to a light and power.
As we all think about multiple perspectives need to follow a chain.
The soul has moments of disturbance. The way we look is not always naive.
The energy expands. Troubled minds with misdemeanors are perpetuated ados.
The voices in unison they sound louder than one voice.
Words are an art of expression.
From now on there will be inspiration. The heartbeat is the rhythm that expands the veins.
The prosecution is done by stealth.
Everything has its Q. We all believe in evil. Sometimes they make us shut up.
We all think. The memories are not always present.
Pratiques not hate because it is bad. Not every time the opportunity at the right time.
Sometimes just because we suffer. We all have freedom of expression.
Nothing more honest than truth. I have several forms of expression.
Being well is to have balance.
Balance is a series of routines. Being nervous is an imbalance. People like commenting.
We all have purity. The sun is a source of energy.
Love generates universal compassion. The abnormal is nothing happening. When we all forget. There are always multiple perspectives. Many ideas few convictions.
There are things irremediable. All are subject to injustice.
Love is a source of pleasure.
Always alone and protected. There are people who do not like to think.
Consciousness is a flashlight that enlightens us.
We all have vices. Sometimes we fear. We all say stupid things. I do not write for anyone.
We all have something we do not want to remember but it's nice to know when we are sad and always admit it and not hide it.
We all have vulnerabilities. We all feel the pleasure of something.
When the opportunity lurks opens the door for him. There is a sentiment felt toward the other. Nobody is Nobody and therefore everyone has to say-to shine.
Friendship is always a good principle that a friend is another self.
Follow your instinct that you see the positive.
All we can be loved and to love we love is light generator.
When we observe that we are loved-up feeling.
Love yourself and increase the birthrate. Always with the words in games crossroads. No doubt a sentence but with its antagonistic logic opera-ca to avoid suffering.
"What the old have not wisdom but pru-ness" so listen!
We all know good and evil and we have our hand in this decision to be good or bad.
Some sanity is madness. Really know is important and if possible to be in graduate school life.
I'll turn for you, for me and for those who like
me. Change to evolution.
Tuesday - 27
November 2007
Associations electrifying
I! Sorry! Think! Apprehend! Capto!
expando and energy all day! Light attracts light!
Power is knowledge! Knowledge is learning!
Learning is finding out and feel!
Reflecting feeling is!
Pick up is learning! Apprehend is true! Perform self!
I am, thou art, It Is, We Are, They are! We are all I have!
And I have Are They! And they is us!
And just who are we? We are why we exist!
We exist because we were created!
Creation by design! Light of Life!
Light of Creation! Imagination and Reality!
Dualism between what we want and what is fact! Interpretation of the facts that are true!
Reality that surrounds us! Habitat where we were Created! Kinda makes us! Transformation / change! innovation and change! CYCLES change STEPS! A phase transition!
transition BARRIERS!
TRANSPOSE overcome CYCLES AND DIFFICULTIES!
difficulties CREATED AND imaginary or real-DE!
difficulties / problems interaction BETWEEN THE SUB-CONSCIOUS AND AWARE!
conscious AND ACHIEVEMENT! AND PROJECTION unconscious! projection OF U.S.!
existence!
We exist soon I EXIST! WE ARE U.S.!
a WORLD!
a WORLD, IN U.S. MANUFACTURED IN U.S.! we ACTING ON THIS WORLD AND WE ON THEM!
I act UNDER PART OF YOU!
YOU CURRENT ON THEM!
they ARE the world!
world OF BEINGS!
beings, WHICH ARE OR NOT! living or inanimate! produce light catches light! Light energy!
Power POWER! power is DESIRE! You will want! You want real!
all got to MEET THE REAL! It's real FACTS AND PERFORMANCES! behaviors ACTION IS!
ACTION AND RESPONSE TO THE WORLD! world's TRANSFORMATION IN ACTION! transformation is MODIFICATIONS!
change is real! Change Is A WISH PERMANENT! permanently ENCALECE ARE IN A WISH!
desires can be overwhelmed! or ALL THAT WISH THERE IN THE WORLD! dissatisfaction!
by CAN NOT HAVE THAT AND DOES NOT EXIST! lack UNREAL! thinking NOT FACTUAL! no factual NOT attainable! not attainable DESPAIR! hopelessness grief!
suffering SO THERE!
WHAT ATTRACTS THE WISH THERE!
if WISH THAT DOES NOT EXIST! we will not achieve HAPPINESS! achieving happiness WISH!
unhappiness unfulfillment NOT WISHING ALCAN-able targets!
not reachable!
produces depression!
depression psychological state than not be realized.
not DONE, NOT FACTUAL UNREAL!
In the world there IRRE FACTS EXIST! FACTS AND forces presumed MUN-HOW DO YOU are not within reach!
IS SPIRITUAL ACHIEVABLE is not! Spiritual IS A WAY TO FEEL THE U.S.! all LIVE WITH SPIRIT! spirit / PREPARATION!
motivation that drives us SOMETHING!
impulsion TO ACT!
ACTION ON OTHERS! ACT, ACTION!
other THEM, THEY SELF! I VS they (world)! SOCIAL world!
learning BEHAVIOR! seizure KNOWLEDGE! knowledge of the true facts! THE gun knowing knowledge! transmission KNOWLEDGE! BETWEEN U.S. WE THEY WORLD! THE WORLD IS BEING know HIM!
THEY ARE we THE WORLD OF KNOWLEDGE!
all have some knowledge!
share knowledge and learn!
learning and sharing! You live COMMUNICATE! communicate and relate! relate to and interact!
ACT is interacting over the world!
ACTING ON THE WORLD IS TURNING! transform the world through the knowledge is EVOLUTION!
be knowledgeable evolve!
You know TRANSFORM TO KNOW! TRANSFORMING KNOWLEDGE IN THE WORLD! multicultural of wisdom!
infinite wisdom!
Unreachable infinite!
It UTOPIAN be wise! Utopian IS A DESIRE TO ACHIEVE! will!
It will force the inside!
The inner strength is I! The self becomes the world!
WORLD TRANSFORMED BY THEM. they are changing the world!
who transforms WE ARE THE WORLD! through REASON! reason JUSTICE!
justice EQUAL RIGHTS! WE JUST rights The U.S.! duty TO THEM!
We must BE FAIR TO THE WORLD!
act with conscience and THE BASE OF THE REAL!
act with conscience-AIS IRRE WITH FACTS!
FACTS IRRE imagination!
creation imagination! THERE IS WHAT MAKES IT! creation POWER OF IMAGINATION! able to create and be FREE! freedom and knowledge! Understand and interpret!
You interpret ASSUME! You assume COMMITMENT! PACT's commitment! It is compact JURA!
It swears loyalty!
True loyalty!
Truth Is One!
I am one!
we ARE ONE WORLD!
WE THEY are you. BEINGS.
grow and be happy. being and existence.
There is real.
and realities that exist AND WE ARE THE WORLD!
world of living beings and LIFELESS!
WORLD BECOMES THE U.S. AND FOR YOU AND FOR THEM.
THE WORLD IS CHANGING!
evolve and be more knowledgeable!
be knowledgeable and KNOW!
You know KNOW!
knowledge and experience! experience and feel! experience and knowledge!
only feel when he experiences-MOS!
only try if you want!
option FREEDOM OF EXPERIENCE WHAT WE WANT!
right, DUTY TO BE RESPECTED!
not WANT, WE DO NOT KNOW!
do not KNOW not turn MOS! ACQUIRED KNOWLEDGE!
by EUS BUSINESS WORLD!
not KNOW, WANT TO ANOTHER QUESTION TRY U.S.!
elationships Tiram UP OF EXPERIENCE AND I DO THEM!
THINGS THAT ERRONEOUS there from another EVER EXPERIENCED!
And common sense IS NOT WHAT IS GOOD! sense COMMON WISDOM OF LIFE! Wisdom of Life!
shared experiences!
acquired knowledge! Through interaction, INTERACT is TRANFOR-MAR!
INTERACTION is the WORLD!
We are the world! WORLD AM I, you, we, you, them! sharing, FRIENDSHIP!
COMPLICITY friendship!
SHARED values!
SAME U.S. IN SEVERAL us. COMPANIES ARE to us. all HAVE A FRIEND! AMONG WE CAN TAKE ACTION!
BETWEEN THE ACTION WE ARE AFFECTING THE IT!
he WORLD! allocation WORLD! transformation!
transformation NEW U.S., WE, THEM, YOU! a new world. new REALITY.
Sunday - 16
December 2007
Desire
Give me a kiss ... like those you know?! Give me a kiss hidden, like those who filches We each other
when the desire was growing ... Give me a kiss ... Suave ... From those ... you know!
Sweet ... sweet ... to know you!
I give you a kiss my ...
Insomnia
Do not Sleep, because I do not want to sleep, I would rather live. Here is an obstacle that keeps me awake.
I will face it with insomnia
Monday, 24
December 2007
Shadow Wolf Caricuao
Shadow Wolf was lost but found.
Protected, but only by choice. Feed your skills and solid chemical impres-fissile h20.
In the purity of his own shadow for adventure dives and had a touchdown, Caricuao.
Tal Como Lobo was protected, but by attitude alone with an nho, plunged in solitude apparent.
I write today with Wolf Caricuao face their world and interpret it.
Friend does not live independently without their wild nature, but a real newbie charitable life, the embryo Caricuao where I graduated as a young blood has loyal, honest, above all, a fearless nature, but essential in its fierce and loyal friend and respectful of their companion and friend.
So faithful traveling companion and always interpreted with care complicity and silence.
I have lived enough to know a little AS-Shado ws Caricuao the streets and C ª.
But I saw courage in the wolf and he established link confidant and statutory change as to its freedom. One thing that the wolf had was freedom, but was
alone, alone! and Free!
Wolf Shadow Shiny Extra energy in its Human
way of being. With its independence imposed Bark-ing the jungle nature of genes.
I decided to share its spirit and cod supper alone with the wolf or wolf Caricuao shade better than both free in unison fraternally linked by a single dish and their drink.
We are alone by choice? Of course we are free to think as in the nature re-form.
Was present for me this Christmas Caricuao the Wolf, but he wild for inborn genetic environment pulls him their chromosomes to the feeling state of pure-za free in their own nature.
Enigmatic as the way of life but powered home to live and enjoy your lonely side but free of any restriction or imposition.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Shadow Wolf and I are Friends but uncharacteristic in its way of acting in an unconventional way of coercion of others, we are free by mother nature and so what we have grown and induced in the infiltrate. Havana Club is the essence of insanity in the same thirst for revolution and take account of our being here is a free but lonely pact with the collaboration of instinctual to canine.
Tic Tac Toe
With all due respect, allow you to you and me! What do you think of me and I of you?
I am grateful to him for me to have read, understood, perhaps the!
Turning to some of the considerations if I've read has claimed at least their elationships eloquent .... Unwrapped gift to the legal hour already .... a midnight mass or the game here is terrible cock Question!?
March 16, 2008
Reflection to ecstasy intelligible communication to a minimum and mere echo of the silence that takes us away.
Instruments are words even in a single stinging pain of rejection.
Physically but not insurmountable obstacle for the hormonal chemistry and spiritual being of light. Celestial bodies invade us for the flowering of pansy.
In search of love clover, because the wealth is to understand the multifaceted beings, and always with something to add to this view.
Another addition, a further increase this desire for compassion and tenderness for us exiles self-esteem in the social representative.
I view the prospect of one and indivisible, not combining it any more by desires that will arise in the circle.
This circle of gold, covenant of good faith, loyalty and respect, especially the duty does not exist.
We are pure and savage mode of action, and nothing more selfish than me, who only to be so without invading the pre-one with your point of view.
Inflamed the minds capable of a simple clash of ideas, it is urgent appeal to common sense.
When should I bring the yield or the other. Nothing more trivial reject what we do not want is easy.
LOVE is love and yes feeling the other and not me. Constructive attitude of the bond between us being, suffering from a harmony that by living together with other beings.
Printed in instinctive behavior only think of me, then at me, and now I again. Is a conflict because I turned into selves and
well you never know how many selves we have to endure until
yield to another. It's kind of come to us that is always open. I's attention to itself to be very expensive, but you and that how selfish we are.
Well the armor of self one day it will be so-that cries out for you and that's that there are more I's I's that pop Armor.
And then how to stay ahead of the mirror and be reflected only the self exists because it's all I have-that's me shouting at the world's.
Because we were alone, and then when we wanted to be soli same adjectives just because of the selfishness of many I's I's against.
Loneliness that word that much self-esteem but that has not created any more I love you.
Love: I and thou
Omnia vincit love
LOVE CONQUERS ALL
March 21, 2008
Oh and if you knew you wanted Oh what you know and you should never Why this anxiety and homesickness is wasteful because it is serious
You come from there to here I do not see how it would not give It would be a perfect
You came and brought
Neither you bring or show up
Oh what a pain and not wanting power
But you can not wish I wish the meeting a point
Such is the life I have many very colorful colors
I put a pints
You should be here
Near me
I can not see the garden roses bloom and fade white petals fall
Longing and desire
Never alone, no dump
I'm here
You are here
And I want you here
And your beautiful brown eyes are like olives sea When I feel them
Only you remind me
I woke up I woke up I left the Dark Without nostalgia
I found myself involved and
The passion the desire in everything I saw and remembered
Strong kisses, hugs strong
All we did, and received
And do not ask
The rebirth appeared to be, and did not ask to be with Love
Painless
Saw, I wished I had
And I remembered everything I have
It was all they could no longer insisted was given love, affection, compassion, passion for Everything
That word never says no
At a heart
Free and waiting
Nor to give what is asked
There Donation
It really is giving, without asking
Or require
If you do not hear no one
No parts, gives
Search the shovel
And find the elixir
The treasure that no amount, just what a treasure is not gold
It is lasting love
You knew exactly what I wanted But I do not say you've seen that there
Something profound, something that he saw
But did not testify
It was a power, without having
It was born, grew up without seeing inside of me That likes me
And I wrote to you, and I saw what was growing inside me was love, was something I wanted but had not, but loved desired fact
As he liked to see it grow That Everything happening at dusk
Without fear, without trepidation Not afraid to fall asleep Warming loneliness
As a hand on the heart
You were there by the window
Not seen you, but I met, I felt
The perfume was hers
A smell of sandalwood and jasmine
Heard but not heard
However I realized
I was not there and I recognized
Yesterday was the same, but today was different
I saw, smelled and heard
It was face to face
Unique, something special was hurt and found it was essential to breathe and inhale
I breathed for you, not seen you, do not feel
And was not the end
Why were there, but this Far away I asked a monk
That shows the front, the future
And guess who were there the background, looking in the window without seeing you, not give you became involved with the air
It took me into the sea
I gave you to know the smell of sea air
The moist breath and joy
It was what he saw
The sea, sand, moist air
And yes your BREATHING
March 28, 2008
I light that cigarette thoughtfully and enjoy the harmony between the subject and thinking
Makes me wander between rows and flows of thought and ideas Aims interactions between writer and reader
I never read from cover to cover what I wrote
How strange, but I know that someone reads
Why will they like, will that affect what I intend to convey is something vague or
The cigarette went out and I think for me
Or did it? I do not know, but I write as a form of spiritual and intellectual liberation
It does me good I want my readers will be contented and well
I opted for another kind of writing more concrete Lately I'm not much for light and power
But through love and understanding
Destinations, mind, love
Blare the kind words for someone who likes to read something more Affectionate, sensible and I'm open arms When love, trust
Without conflict and want to be ambivalent
In my words I am most direct and concrete I get the feeling
This feeling that unites the reader to writer
Affinities so I want to be spontaneous but I have always been appealing to friendly words
Agreement between the letters
That come together and form sentences
Always-connected, and very realistic hope
Thoughtful words, phrases, meditative
Sorry if I do think
But it's nice to think that it is not about nonsense For it is something that exists
Just to say that I too am of this simple way shape or through a Vulgar Filipe Moura
For all unusual
I read it not so much apathy is commonplace to read what I write
And I confess, I read little but when I do that to me also makes me think
Here is my challenge Read it and continue to read and THINK.
I am grateful and happy more than to think that somebody else thinks
Thoughts!
You may not feel
I feel like rain on the stone
Enter the holes on the sidewalk are united under sand and earth connection hard and demanding
No place, no space
Here is a stone or more effective relations Stone, earth, sand We walk on them so are the relations
Interaction between cold stones
With or without sand or earth
But united by the hand of the mason
The left and perfected
Love over all the earth should be united as the cobblestones Mason is the Man
Linking various stones
And not turn hearts of stone
But feelings moldable
The other part that we should be one set of parts that together could handle any weight Neither the wear of time
Dare destroy the ride as we stepped
So are the people suffer more load But if they joined the impact is less
Join the other part with Love
Love will be the sand and earth that unites us
No weaknesses, just wear
Minimized if all the pieces are together
And just cobbled
Man perfects its own
Stone and joins the other
Together we are strong and provide a path
Far and solid throughout the world
It's something that unites us Here is a lego fortress type unbreakable united whole and flawless
If each stone suffers wear
Nothing but sand to put in place
The Stones as men have a lifetime As the stones Man is replaced due to wear and lifetime
There are small stones, large and so well
Ones that fit by Nature Others are required lapidary So is Man on Earth
Will be molded to fit
In the right place
Visualize with a puzzle in which all the pieces fit together so everyone has a website
And no less important than others
That is a puzzle without pieces
A distorted image
We are all needed in the World
Planet Earth needs all the men and women
No one is nothing, everything has a form Form to be living and connecting to another Here is a Huge Earth Puzzle
Where we live and we are connected to each other without knowing
But all play an end to the puzzle
A few more rights, others bent, but it is natural that after all we all fit one way
This sidewalk is the harmony between human beings That all work together for the same purpose and the love connection between peers
How do we define ourselves if others do not show they feel and not tell the truth there is Feeling
There is something to share
And if it hurts live also share costs but because they do not solve all problems without For if mind
And we dressed up our feelings are our face The face
And when you love someone you should be shown the face Just like how she is sorry if I'm Like
But I show how I am
And show your face And my face is not for sale Not to be too costly because the money never bought nor do I want to be
On sale, much less buy one
But one thing is certain
I am against the euro in favor of the guy not the crown who say they purchase all 'Cause I'm no king and I do not want the crown but faces with feelings
Because with suffering is not suffered There
And if it does not suffer sold
It was purchased happy because money has never seen
The face shows everything
And it takes chutzpah to take them to me what we are Because we are not good
Nobody is good enough because one day the crown replaced the Face
And that would crown faceless
The same pain
The same passion
It was Love
Passion
It was our imagination
Our implementation From the imaginary real, I'm loyal
In the passion, the love of ardor
And even in pain
For this thy splendor
And I am actor
In our World
Are silent film actress
But our passage
It is a Shooting
What romantic movie sings a song "Here's our Ardor
Love without pain "
You could Be Thou art I'll be
So we looked and we both see
The same perspective
The same course
The same future
Our corner Everything fits the same space
It takes everything I am projecting the idealizing
Anyway For the same path to work the same way I breathe and sigh
You sigh when you You were afraid of the future was hard
See you suffer
Because there were no hurt
Wound
It was life
You know yes
I do not know if yes
Why imagine
And imagination is not reliable
But I know yes
We are together even separate
Just being here
I communicate you respond
I know where you are
You never know
If I am
But I find myself here and there
And I'm always there with you I still do not know For just wonder
But imagine all the good
There is no border barriers is I and thou
We both always on here we are Bound Together or apart, I need you
And you from me
You act I react
Tu ris I smile
You speak I approve
You look
I see
Seest thou I agree we are always in tune How I want you
Just as you wish for a kiss I travel
Corro
Flight
Stumbling always
But do not fall crippled me You're the Cure
My desire
I promise I'll
And find out to meet you all and know nothing
Because I had already imagined what would the future I saw you and feel you feel me too
Well you read what you wrote and what I felt was close to where I want you near me Supero riot
Excuse me but there is no battle at crow's nobody's fault
Why do you want to see Even without looking I know
You see I wonder what is real Imperial Conquest
It was not imagination was glance No foolin '
April 2, 2008
Zero or invalidity Behold nobody quit the game when someone reaches What we want
Sit performed Temporarily Happy
For the ambition is to win and then win over So Happy to reach
Frustrated because they always want more hit and no more thingy Excuse me now and I'm happy
but then I've thought another wish But then Mr. genie grant me three wishes not
But a desire to plow And even now Mr. Genius not fade away
I feel like any more
Thing
Behind the beauty
Is the character
This force that drives us to always follow the Personal and practical idealism
So argues it an ideal
Behavioral and Social
Individuality, my dear
This difference that marks the attitude
To act and achieve
According to one idea, one thought
One way to be
In accordance therefore in search of, or coming to Pride this force of nature
Allows us to be who we are
Being Single and Generators
Reason's own
When any one of us aspires
Be Special
Is not you believe it already Pier One day you put up with We support
But also we love and faith Struggle With Stand
Want to go down without
Falls
Without a parachute
All sins undone in no excuse Sorry
And upa!
Your green, your brown
Your charm
Princess
The soul is lit
I love you, because you want to live, breathe
Cheerful marigolds
Your colors
I heal the pain
Your brightness
It's my fascination
Your beautiful, beautiful hair
Hit there
Create links between the root of the heart to kill the loneliness
I welcome gratitude
Why this passion
This hand
That touch, that smile
Which leads me to paradise
April 7, 2008
I saw you I looked up I noticed
I looked again I went back to repairing liked
I loved
Amei
It was a gesture of love
April 9, 2008
Were so-so and I said yes to me
I saw that it was not like I asked you how you were and nearly wept
I felt sad
And you have asked
Do not be so even as you asked me
Be happy that I
I'm like you
If one day you find yourself lost in thought as a starting point I thought that life
It's a map and I find you And I told you welcome the journey begins here and that nothing
Already have account with me and I have
In your hideaway It gives me a beijito And everything is Beautiful
April 14, 2008
Imagine
Write Without reading without creating Listen
Without listening
Study
Here's a decorating theme without a theme must see and feel
And let yourself go
In letters in the words In sentences with Me In the poems are all topics
Today I am today without the past Modernized
While I remember and I forget Everything new in this
I feel I understand the truth in the old face
Eye eye
And I see you and without demagoguery or I'm spontaneous Ironies
I am punctual and factual
Actual
Today was so Forget it does so how would
If there were no previous moment comes from inside the outer eye I remember
I exist and I see myself
In the now
The moment had been
It was
I can only look
This
Face time
The instant
The events of the past but not now
That word came up almost emerged from the instruments of
In fact only one
Of wanting
A will
Finally a pleasure
Just write
But he said nothing matched the sight of this was born the day and
Writing Power Joy
From a man who lives
Your day to day
Floats
And almost vanishes
The clear water
And serene
The face that runs through tender tears are running on your face Girl From From From Mrs. woman who sometimes loses
And I do not know well
Whatever
But it aspires to be so sweet
As Cherry
Are letters
Sometimes words are as silly as clear Others come from the inside with glow
Do not know if
But I feel a burning rage from a wound
A trip
A trip
By turning your intimate is a way One In Your World and
I see him looking deep
I know what I feel I know what you fear I know what you
I know your wishes
On these afternoons these lonely nights Is there a passion there want to close my eyes Feel
Temes
Want
And as I think In your smile and eager Alegre
Waiting for someone brave
Steal take Invade
But do not take
The I
What is your
Our dream
Our meeting in a river I smile
You play with a rock under the water that moves and moves
The stone is hard, but you are pure water and
Owners of larger
Humor
If I sit
I reflect
I write between lines
In the imaginary
Type in fish aquarium where nothing nothing and nothing But do not get tired of Breathing Oxygenate
And look
Freedom From one day to swim Swimming
Without the tank that holds
And so yes dream
Hello
I see you there
I ask how you
I'm more or less I hear you say And I think the more I see the woes
Less of your
I see too
Never the less
What I saw and felt and do not worry you vacate
Your mind
Positive and creative but never was negative was constructive
Tomo coffee
Lose faith
Someone grabs me
I grab what protects me Someone who never will forget me
And tell me Are you there Yeah
I want you happy and contented Alegre As everyone is what I want
The evolution in this population so there is passion
I looked ahead I saw you was this lovely Magic Era
All I wanted was you only you Just you and me
How happy we were I was looking at the rain that was falling and
Wet and united in love We all
Swamped by
These drops of magic and all the joy that was conveyed
Whenever I Whenever I write
It's something that I see
I remember
And I see you always
In front
In the future, and
In this I want you to always
Whenever I think I see you with me navel Navel Body with Lip-lip body United
More than friends
Where
It was something I saw
And it said was something I wanted and I felt
A strong link Something Without Distress
Put yourself in my imagination was creating something beautiful
In yellow
Like the Sun
That never goes out
And that radiates Energy All Day
When I turn out the light
Darkens
All dark
I enter this dimension There's a reason Darkness
No motivation
No imagination
Do nothing
The void
Do not see Everything is projected in the dark
Imagine if a wall is obstacles Worst Tips tentacles that starts the show I turn on the light Even when the curtain rises
I dream
Think
But do not think Just like nothing is equal
The mind thinks differently from people to people You think
I also
Well! We think and act always unique
One is the
To happen
As I see the darkness
I am a passenger
No love light
How am I whole body parts Sleeping
Emotions broken by the tone
By the sound
That tells me relax and absorbed Emphasized By Ear
I'm reappearing
Do not fall asleep
But perhaps
Best forgotten
Anything to relieve
The tension
The pulse I'm standing Tailed Restated
Perhaps it is already past and am I free myself But there's always quiet solution to the issue
Not react
But act
I take care of the situation
Here's a good time
To cap the
Sofridão
April 18, 2008
I thought I dreamed I woke up
I saw you in a dream
It seemed a tale You were the one that had more Charming
More Beauty
Air Princess Eras It was not my inspiration imagination
Knight was
Your warrior
For your sake I had any action
Without armor to protect the heart
Were you sleepy ABRIS mouth you fall asleep I thought of you
Reclining Laying Beside you
I asked for a kiss
Bestowed upon him a desire
I wished to be with you
I found myself
The dream of you
See you serene
Your amaryllis petal perfume seduce me drives me
To meet you
I'm dizzy
We are hindered in your roof to see the stars
Thrust me to you
And to get lost
You make me smile
You make me feel
It's so nice to let me
Go
Besides
There is nobody
You're so kind
One of over a thousand or more improved infinity is so cute
I feel for you
More is impossible to feel
It let me go
For you
By your magic
For your joy
April 19, 2008
You're a cutie
You're a toddler can walk upright You are so dear
You're a good friend I want you with me You're funny
You're the best
You are the greatest You're everything I wanted and wanted a beautiful son
You are very caring You're smiling You're a very friendly
You are the greatest joy
You're my son
You're my world
Pesky Boy Maroto
Are you James
My puppy
What are my kid and my kid Giro cool
Are the other day Your smile, Your joy energies are
Something fascinating
Pure
Pulas jump the fence about you About me Because Sweet
Come and give me me
Your pudding so sweet You're so cool All day
You 're always smiling
And ready to go In the street, the garden You're a naughty boy, a
I love you
And you love me I want you to know that you always beside me
Traveled under the clouds flew under the heavens I've been on the planets
On Mars and Jupiter on Mars decided Loving you And Jupiter
Did you have
Here is my Being
Flying Pen
From Planet to Planet
There was strength
There was energy
There was joy
It was something that conveyed
It was Love
Flower-shaped had the force of the sun It moved like Sunflower had willingly
In relentless pursuit
Of something burning
It was a dream
It was a victory with a goal Crush Everything dimension
It was great
It was amazing
Anyway very loving
I looked out the window
I noticed on the horizon
I glanced at Mount
I looked forward
I saw your star was bright Shimmering got the look I saw the moon
It was mine and your trip was a landscape
I saw you traveling over the Earth and under the sea followed up
Travel
We Conquest Over land and under the sea was just the Moon
April 23, 2008
Nostalgia
It is want you want is love
You think
You feel
I'm missing you
You want to have you here
You want the meeting
You love yourself
You always think about you
You feel your presence
Saudades
It is to be without you
And to think
And want
And feel you And love you without seeing you and wish you With
The five senses:
Vision that sees you without being, Smell no smell you,
Hearing to hear you and not make noise, Taste delight me without you prove
Tact and not touch you
... Nothing better to remember and feel
Nostalgia
But feel like designing something is very vague Imagine
Create and transform
To read someone write what I do not know But I know why
But lack inspiration
I have to take a position
To face this situation From writing and have something to read I am beginning to think I let go Trying to quit
It is not easy
Get
April 30, 2008
If one day there To tell adventures or misadventures
Just one day
Or 1 year
Today I can see past 1 year 50 days are 365 days per year
7 days a week
24 hours per day
Stay here a little from 50 days to 365 times per year For these few days of the week
And some 60 minutes by
24 hours times
Finally,
Live the moment!
June 19, 2008
Was Abstracted
Vim had gone there was deep A little crooked
It was a little strange but it was not dream I was awake
Ready to roll the dice
It was in front According to the Mind Works
Imagined
And most of all was something I created and
Then I had to live with my being and it It's live and
Be
You know something? There are things
That transform
Stuff
That's something
And that thing was something Causes of n things But when?
When it was transformed and
Actually the thing
Outside
Anything
Anyway things in life!
Under mist was the flying was air
Just by breathing
He was wanting
Winning Without fear was the moonlight from the sea
I was the captain
It had everything to hand on board the trip arose the image of the battle was a feat
June 26, 2008
If this is a day passes
Oh what joy, one would
Closed doors, open windows
And fearless flight in the paradise Some make me perpetuo court Unconsciously By mutual agreement
There are scattered notes, in an environment
There is a very hot place lilies, marigolds Do you wish there
There wet earth, wet On the ceiling, a lamp and helpless Overshadowed
Secure to the filaments of reason
Tension rises
There are hard times
Even tough
But nobody
But even if nobody knew
What does one understand
And realized
How to be alone in the crowd
Here's a catch
Living without there
And above all, very wanting
Living
I smiled for a moment I cried by woes did not understand what I wrote But most felt
I saw nothing and everything looked Because then I cried because I just
And never let you
But I know nothing This is the perfume that expanded and lit the sharp pain
Passion was time to say no because then only
So there was something
Something moved
On the veins ran
Blood From a sometimes distant heart does not pump that was just to get an idea
As the passion hits
Even strong and powerful in the soul of a particular era indigent people
And mind Why was afraid of something that feels
Ultimately
There is always a beginning and an end I think I deserve It's not for me Not for you
It is both
Why we love
And we also reject
Something that just something that is born and grows flowers
What does it all one day there
And in a second disappeared
So was all that was happening
Not only because they wanted a
Living one day and one more time
Ever-shifting
Without being very important
It was a time
It was time for a setback
Was and was no longer was enough to believe sometimes reborn
And do not look like I could imagine was the truth At an early age what is true
It is shown in the act
In one action to win a heart fruit of the imagination
No link was anything or anyone say no one
What happened was something he feared All that shaking was not in vain
It was as passers
The hand with a mop There is always someone on the side Do not
Well then we must say yes
Even thinking about not
This is not to be right
But the yes is not always the case and was never wanting
But sometimes making a yes This is not transformed into the sincerity
Fight for Freedom From An act is not true and not a yes why not
I am and I'm not alone in wanting to be because I am Alive
And when he was thought to be
Be to expand
And write to sleep He walked and ran while riding was stopped was in process and result of smart thinking Liberto
Was aware of the movement
He walked and walked
Just because she loved
I'm really not being
For this world
Loving
I do not believe in superstitions I believe in man and his inventions Issues
Assumptions Imaginations Illusions
Be it with ions or protons to create rockets Light is energy and this could not be seen but produced
Without guide Ia and was able man was so vulgar was only imagine And Create
There was no sense the sixth sense As stated
But it was so real what happens whenever he wanted
June 28, 2008
If we lived briefly
for a moment, they are eloquent or even hot, nobody would say that love was pain that hurts
Imagine love without pain
Whether it is what is needed with glow Burning From a longer breathe That you would imagine
The truth is in love
And give, not even Even seeing suffering but rather to inflict pain and Feel the Love
Even without seeing, but mostly wanting to protect her love of pain Protection establishing relationship Coming of emotion
Love without reason
For then the pain comes from the heart
In your eyes I see the sea
I get that just by looking at love in the sand Beat eyelashes tears They roll in the waves I see a beach with shells and stars Stumble
A cry, a grain
Therefore feeds
My heart
July 1, 2008
If you suffered
It was because I did not see or can not do what i experienced
Sunflower smiles
Rejoice
And Beautify
With the beams of the Sun
Free yourself
And it shows your beauty
What choke
Fears that mad all have a little something that was moved
I did not see how this happened was a torment
For a long time How could Facing a whisper Now do not laugh
Because someone saw
A man
Hesitated for a moment that just because he looked left and there
What nobody noticed
Why is silenced
I suffered from something
I lived
I suffered
Like I did
The night was cold
I rejoined the road with everything and anything with an A in one
But as he had never been beyond anyone I was short
If in your eyes Visse sure Agia clearly had the knack And From sadness
Now that the uncertain Agias No, you were wrong Then I looked at the ceiling
And everything seemed to desert me
Oh what a pain
Oh what a sad sight and anxious stares at me glorious
By the time I go to the floor
Just because it falls
Then I went down in humility
From all that is in humanity
The Voice of Silence The disturbing silence unsettling
Of someone
That does not say so
Become happy
I woke up one day, when he lost to me said
That there was joy
What we felt
And all in one day tomorrow was what I wanted to improve
Just because there is
Man gets sad
July 2, 2008
From the solitude in the darkness Reach out your hand Do not say no The one brother
For it is not in vain
Touch you in the heart
If only it were to be alone
There was no pity
July 3, 2008
In these rocks I sit writing to you
What I never forgot
Your smile
Your company was something he always felt when I was alone
From time to time
Once thought of you and felt Just remember you
July 4, 2008
Whenever I'm dreaming I awake and look me wonder if it will be just like I imagined or even thought it only traveled Or
The dream nothing builds
Nothing changes
It is a misperception So rarely is frustrating waking dream
And all the same without Amendment, finally dream or no dream, everything stays the same
July 6, 2008
In an environment night
Sad and misanthrope
Silent and quiet
There is however a very taciturn The shining star, a moon
The light in the environment even more fierce and cruel
There is hope anyone trust a being that animates us and pulls up
A friend, a companion
Even if true at any time Be it the ultimate
Someone who looks at us
With indifference
Without belief
It does not look with love
Inflict pain us somehow do not believe in being a Friend and looking
Just for your belly button one day he too will feel the difference
Who is the friend of a friend
And feel the belief of love
Even in times of suffering
What once was going to be The Man Nobody could say
If they said it was unaware
For man does something else happens as it was rooted
Live from the moment we are born and grow up eventually die Everything the man did Nobody could foresee
And do not even know why
Fez
This is Man and his being
Juylho 13, 2008
I saw in your eyes
A certain shine
Something did trigger
It was intense and had a question
What I came to love the look continued to shine
The look I was to win shone like a star sparkling and strong
He caught my attention was a beautiful sensation The Passion
When you see Where you go I want to be me By the same way
It is written in this scroll What are my shoulder to cry on Someone to want to be where I am and always want one place that we will win
With our moon and the same star
Always shine
July 14, 2008
I do not understand
I do not understand
Or even just do not know enough to understand To understand
To learn
So yeah could argue
Was clarified
The successful
Was beyond what happened I just wanted to know where it started and finally ended
I want you to know
That despite everything
What might happen end of which I can not predict what I will not forget you
And you can always count on our love in any situation For there is only passion
I looked in the dark
I saw the depth of night
It was time to relax Increase the song on the radio And let me take
The night is a companion can share feelings more sensitive because it keeps well Secrets
I like to call it silent night
For it always has a good ear but says little though always conniving
And so I'm happy
July 26, 2008
How to live prisoner
Worldwide A whiff of freedom To relieve anxiety This feeling of imprisonment does increase the tension
Nerves plow
Without others seeing Behold chains that are released in us that is untied
How to be free and natural
The most banal or something sensual
July 27, 2008
How did I even thought was to write and have something I imagined and represented
My being
The vulgar be
Feeling
And see
I write
Everything went
The mind
He delighted
I hope you read the
Also
July 29, 2008
This position Lonely Single
And aimlessly This disorientation What pushes us to oblivion
The total loss of breath feel the desire to believe Here's what each
Faced by living
A look
A sigh
Cigarette smoke
Expands
One breath after another breath
Watch the clock
Minutes pass
The cigarette burns slowly
For something that I seek incessantly
From this moment another breath, a word Before passing the time I hope that this addiction will go away
September 15, 2008
That happened one day ... touch of magic .... ... The Fruit of effort perseverance .... The positive attitude was something good ...
Or even exceptional .... .... .... If such original would arise by nature ... and want to be .... Do Better and more than!
Winner ... and overwhelming conqueror ... Anyway ... The silent night ... Tonight .... Everything in my hand
... No one else ... Everything ... With the illusion of follow-condition ... you until you are happy or very happy .... Just because I wanted ...
and as all part of how things feel ... Today on this day ... ... In any month in any year ... In every century ... I'm predisposed to happiness .... The live have not lived .... It does not listen to what I heard .... And es-tar where it was .... Well ... reborn to live ... make the ordinary into something subtly unusual ... ...
Already Present in the unconscious ... Anything that we do not mind ... I am going forward with certainty ... Knowing that I do something every day ... Live
Living always believe everything you think ... is an achievement of real ....
if we are slaves to an addiction or some reason ... we can bypass it and leave it ... Salta flies ... ... ... runs in the senses of the imagination ... makes the heart beat faster ... at once to achieve ...
the ultimate freedom of a person who must not be judged by his actions ... Being free is to live
September 26, 2008
One day he was going too fast ... I lost them, I was soon resumed back ... ... with the comfort of an off ...
and a recovery of confidence ... I insisted and lived as if there were another shot ... I took a step slow ... but firm and confident ... I returned to the craziest race of the World ... the race called life ... it was that I fought ...
... and reaching the goal of being happy to be well .... positioned in the final pathway that fought alone ... ... you need freedom
... And this is the sister of loneliness because ... well ... always just departed posted the first and last place ... is only possible to be a first ...
and finally when you run alone ... this was the fighting spirit ... but we are never alone ... we are living by yourself fren ... and that's run ...
to live and be the first and the last when ...
We are entering a cycle ... it is natural to depart at last ... but there are points ...
where winners are ... ... so is life in the first place ... and last but not another ... ... so do not stop
corridor for ...
the race of life ... we're always winning and losing at the same time ... and yes it is to fight and win in life!
04 October 2008
Powered by idleness ... mused, reflecting on and finally ... ... I took a party to an action on inquietu-de ...
man becomes unhappy when not living alone ... ... quan-do not stand to be quiet ... it is necessary to look for happiness ...
this comes from the inside ... because if something impacien search-fearing ... from the outside as well ... this restlessness makes us sad ...
endure the loneliness and being stopped strengthens us ... if we follow-con living with ourselves reach the plenitu-happy that one of ... ...
which seeks nothing ... because it was found not think of it ... with an autistic way of life ... but the greatest happiness is ...
within us.
30 October 2008
6TAR There ...
6tar not there when you ask ...
6tar when there is no need ...
6tar there when you want ...
6tar there even if not ...
6tar not there when I feel ...
6tar there when you call me ...
6tar there when you think of me ...
Pro 6tar there whatever happens ...
6tar imagine there when ...
6tar there not even trying ...
6tar there just because yeah ...
6tar there when you love me ...
6tar because there exist ...
6tar there because you dream with me ...
6tar there being here ...
6tar always there ... I think there 6tar ...
November 14, 2008
If you saw one day and say it looks interesting girl girl, did you look at something shiny
the cheerful smile and sparkling Ages for a woman who wants Beautiful and sensual
You were the one Who seduced me and I have ever wanted just felt so
You like magic? It was my day to day.
December 8, 2008
One day I figured
All that just because it does not know
What I will say
To then write
It was different
It was really awful
That dream
Being and not knowing what would happen I tried to describe
What would ever see
Ended here on a journey that world
Of silence that existed
And someone who suffered
I think nobody should
Do only be done
What others do not
For lack of courage
They do not act, but they know how to bypass
The well-being of someone
Who can not look and see
Quitting smoking and think! Extinguish cigarette, gets the brunt of the re-curing as manescente desire.
I will write to exorcise and create. They spend 2 minutes of truth begins to write and have something more
not be you. I'm not able, on the other hand feel a guer-ruary of that
has more real, the win. They are 16 minutes, erasing a cigarette, a growing desire to
relight it. Everything goes when you feel what is happening.
I am thinking so you'll have to wait. Impetus to the weakness of desire to win everything will come as a sunset.
Am in constant contact with desire. I think the half-hour after the last I see and feel the
he overtook the time. Travelling in seconds, minutes are like rockets to celebrate
each advance.
I feel slightly, thinking how will I reach the advance.
There is a setback because there are a lit cigarette. With 35 minutes here I want to nullify the act.
He was not thinking it was a mechanical act and pro-sual.
I had this access for a process of extinction of the situation.
He put me in the fleeting, the spontaneous cre-ation.
Words, phrases with action and connection. I hear on the radio that the plan might miscarry, and I reflect syn-to me with
one north. 45 more minutes and here's another cigarette, I think, of course! All but almost everything makes me think and that we must confront.
It's an hour with the result of 20 years by 30 I have.
As we live life to 66% of us think that 100%
33% can give us. It was complicated, but explained.
If I really hankering to have a fight and studying means to act.
Not easy, not difficult to go back to smoking a "just"
cigarette. Arises at a time, and follow a route that has no project.
Of course, I smoke about the situation. My nature was to contain purity.
They spent two hours 03 minutes and then pen-smudging know.
I'll be able to emerge, something will sortir. I began to smile, thinking that something was going to get.
The easiest was giving up, but I would insist.
Strengthening and thought only say I won.
Something unnatural was abnormal. How will I think it is best to pretend to sleep type.
The desire is to come but I will not flee. I am no light, but the energy never miss.
I feel a power that lightning never dim. I will change, this will not hesitate to transform all seas.
And I'll know why.
A calm and ordinary cigarette, something that annoying hesitant.
December 17, 2008
When one day a seagull to come ... I ask you ...
who will bring you back ... I had what I would not ... When nothing else wanted ... Lost everything ...
How would I be without you ... Involved the description ... This passion ...
He was a giant love and always rampant ... When I thought of you, that I lost track ...
I here you there ...
As I wanted to be like a volcano that shook ...
Your heart ...
This love giant, always triumphant ... Everywhere I sensed a desire ... Deep coming from my world ...
You always wanted, especially when you laughing ... The look of happiness was stronger than ... All electricity, through which all a. ..
Chain that binds us and separates us from ever ...
I never had the intention of a fortuitous encounter ... Imagine a bridge over the river where the sidewalk ... has meant nothing ...
I saw the figure and ran and hid ... I read in a paper words sweet as honey ...
The letters were not crap ... Had meaning and were buried in the past ...
Something that I thought the wind was blowing and ... His face painted with a brush in a bad frame of Loves ...
It was you that part resulting from the art ...
Were painted on canvas, was the one ...
Eras 'she' ...
The Vulto
I escaped and ran but he grabbed me and pulled me and took me with him.
Cursed figure that we do not see but which spreads. He is a unrecognized Vulto experience fey appearance.
Whispered the figure: Are you afraid of a man without a face!
Yes - with some fear. Fear not because I only exist in the presence of light.
I have spoken of light and energy but never a man whose face is unknown and
appears voluptuously and run fleeing without achiev-ing the physique.
The figure is a being of darkness can not live without light. Are a strange shade that you hide in the dark and silent.
But surges and light with that hat you display faceless, black.
I ascend to heaven, to magnify the distortion of your eyes and light metamorphic.
Close to heaven as one river, the river with an air of despondency and Sultan
respond with the speed of dark skies and co-densified me to the drop
Rain crystalline and sharp. But for a man without a face water
pierces my body and my own major gabardine not soak.
It is made of shadow. These figures have been recreated by the imagination for me in the silent night,
chase fleeing the darkness and light demand.
I am a friendly shade of misfortune.
Vulto of all evil is not there.
It is an apparition disappeared.
The Grudge
As a way to lifelong enjoyment of the soul emerges cloudy
the sense of protection to others and the terrible buzzing of the soul.
What rises nor falls but always rises to the brazen scam.
What you see is really high and not the fall of the cliff.
On the heights of the waves, where green and blue Jaze fades.
Surge red alert as the principles of or-ters.
The dark, gloomy, the frivolous presence is not always as it sharpens up
the despair of a shriek and silent.
In the words refer to the meeting sobrenatu-ral of magic that involves passion.
Without a hitch, one letter at a wall is constructed literary river of words
comes an inevitable fact ... where the writing flows and tears
a joy to be unbreakable which is not opposed, but as it is
revitalized and emerges from a break in Antarctic ice
eu repels itself
magic of being among beings and how outlandish that runs through fire
burning desire to pronounce the long-advertised. He writes and translates
The reprieve in the soul of the machine's creation.
Amid rows and dictated this is what one thinks and says another.
February 3, 2009
Vertigo
A beginning, a cliff, because time is fleeting-ro.
The fall parallel to a bad start, cool. On tiptoe balance and give me a jump, delves deep into her mouth.
Do not frustrate me, I jumped and I thought the vertigo. Fast heart startled by something that you imagined traveling.
At the front, saw a lifetime in a second while sliding over the air.
It was the free fall this fall's hit the ground ...
... For the wet tarmac road that shines in the air I breathe deep
It's cold!
The wet asphalt
Feel the fresh water that glows in the dark
Remember the bright sky and shining
And so was that floor ...
... Strong, heavily impact this would destroy what was coming. The clock stopped and immortalized the moment of his pen-thickening.
At top speed the wind came into tailspin and curling in
himself turned around and rose, rose, returned to the previous moment in
for no later call it so high that the fall in
fell skyrocketing.
Feveyreiro 14, 2009
Pride
Do I feel
See how the other suffered
Someone who felt
And they never saw each other on the skin of others that I hope never to suffer severe spirit
Help and mutual aid
There is gravel on the paths
It is these obstacles that stand proud
Thus is born in me
The belief because I came to the World
To fight to the end
And watch over you and finally get to the bottom and Wellness Meet other
And your world
Fencing In the art of fence there to inflict blows
Everything passes by a sense of a hit By The tip of the sword fight suffer a
Unintentionally, which transmits power
To win and have
Behold the shining be the winner and loser By fall, feels the pain
But rises and falls due is a fighter who wins the pain Imagine yourself at the top of the last act and conjecture about the glory
The winner and loser All Deserve the desired fighting victory
February 25, 2009
That Morning
It was a sunrise ... Frivolous and annoying ...
The tear is not too far ...
In a rambling cry ...
That made sense
In the face wet ... From morning sunrise ...
The night was preceded ...
Had elapsed time ...
That was a sorry ... And he said to pay attention ...
The sun to come ... And the tears that evaporated ...
What trickled ... And the World with the clouds ...
Smile said ...
Simple
Amazed decided me decide ... From what was to come ...
Control and this would truly test ... The decision was taken ...
There appears out of nowhere ... Would be able to emerge ...
From the depths of feeling he was feeling ... The time habits about to leave ...
Courage and perseverance ... I fed on hope ...
The chasm is clarified ...
And the fog and treacherous wind ... That was the will to win ... Something that would achieve ...
The lot was going to launch ... I love the Time ...
And progress in the struggles and battles ... Flawless ...
It was clear shot ...
For the following days ... I hit the hand ...
I read the hours, minutes and seconds ...
And freed me, as if by magic ... It was the route that day ...
Joyful and happy ... More than most people ... It was different ...
Vineyard of the mind ... Certainly will happen ... Would bear fruit ...
Simply ...
February 28, 2009
The web
I looked around me seriously ... I saw the landscape and not ugly ... I looked at the company ...
I saw a web where everything but everything ...
Is connected and imagined the spider ...
It was a plot ... A real tragedy ...
Death was the visit of the spider ... And the web was for her a kind of supper ...
The spider was carrying suffered most and least wove ...
Sting people and how that would fall asleep ... This chute devouring all ...
One day I dreamed that those who died in her web ...
The spider was ugly ... Death ceased to exist ...
And the mortality would succumb ... This was the dream of being immortal ...
Without fear of the web, the spider and the life ... All perish but it is up to us ... Form the warp and can be good if ...
For life does not get ugly ... Be willing to live and not look at the spider ...
As the end ... But one end of a cycle ...
From a company / web ... That is always under construction ...
The construction of the web was changing ... And the spider, there is no solution ... It is a web, the spider and my ugly ... Imagination ...
March 16, 2009
Café Lights
Between cigarette
Badly off
And the roasted coffee
I am present in this space
It's a cool place and well attended
Where people come
Either side
I see myself in the future
Creating a loop in this space where I write and have to follow a target
I hope to hit
In about 2000 hours of which about one a day I dedicate myself in this space
More specifically called Lights Illuminate cafe where I hope between the lines
My day-to-day
I feel relaxed energy
Even for a moment I will keep a diary writing process
Create a constant, rambling, thinking and writing is something
I consider
Exciting and challenging
The Sea
I imagine between seas Deep in my World There is life!
Diving Ocean Writing
Where do I see ink that flows between the lines to create beautiful texts, phrases, poems
Or even simple reflections
Without great attention or precipitation, even up to voltages
There is so intent in my letter to the ocean Hunting
With harpoons for Achieving deep hearts that they feel different
Emotions, feelings
But what matters is diving into the sea and Above Our Love For several seas
March 16, 2009
Lantern
Do I light the lamp power to the energy that goes Here
The Illuminated empty, with little feeling filling
A desire awakens in me no end that turns the flame Bright lights
One afternoon passing Slowly, very lazy is a slight awakening
Looking for a bright and as it rises in the presence of a win being a Know
Exhaling a perfume dense, intense and contagious odor A lo
Feel pleasure
When you inhale and how good is all the days never breathe the same air
Smile
The smile or
I always need to
But what makes you beautiful Inner Smile discreet sign
Of joy and a treat Like A joy timeless fascination Very Relaxed and Natural
When you smile wisely
Hit me a glow That craftily do not mind and when I play is stunning Unlike
I am slightly thinking deeply For a moment Like happiness
The duality arises in the reality of a cheerful smile
The one look
Lots of shine
As I have sometimes
Lived
March 18, 2009
Fado
A fate is a fate that marks the Ageless miss the desert But Far too close
Headquarters to see you
The desire of wanting
Only you belong
The Feeling
Not everything we feel
Write
But I feel that
Write
Here's a way
Simple, but
Not that the small
My heart hears
Word to entrust Wind If the wind to take you some words
He wrote in the rain with a postal What You say
In it would make a drawing of the Sun with its rays and I would say that You're my energy for you and that my
Sun will always shine Even on days when snow
This was the thinking
That the wind would
Always blow
March 19, 2009
Think, reflect and act or not act
Not expressed Sit and How it is difficult
To feel and not express it sometimes But there need only reflect
As before reacting to a Process and feel like a fake Pretend
Thought control
By not acting immediately behold the wiser So pretend
It is a feeling
After reflecting
So yes a response
We can not feel
We can also
Sometimes not react by a mute think and just stay
That the presence
It means being
March 23, 2009
The obstacle is the obstacle not show himself without fear Winning
Sometimes we feel a pain
But interest is to live and fight for us to develop Sometimes this is growing up
And learning in the struggle for life that we have always
Responding to the loss, misfortune
Overcoming the obstacles is
The maximization of I
The pleasure is in overcoming win and give maximum
To us the proper value from the value exceeds and Win
On learning of losing And finally win is the essence of Living
March 25, 2009
Tourbillon Marine Water curling At sea, the sand
The spin
Drip
Grain by grain
A breeze rolling in the floor, grab with one hand
The drops of the Ocean
With another sand
Landscape of the sea is an immense Steeped in hand to Unleash frees himself Expands a sensation who had everything in the hands
But not everything has
Not everything is achieved
Sometimes it escapes from the hands
What we feel in our hearts and the hands
Everything has an emotion, but one that emerges forming a vortex
June 29, 2009
Not that what you tell is true, but not lied to
absolute ra!
The fiery pain of a loss. Where, but where are you? What did I do?
I did not dream, because I agreed to wait.
May come, save me this I murmur Shiver me apart, broken and corrupts me and says you're not! Where I am, I want more, just can not take the stand and breathe.
Way through the fronts and behold something that keeps me moving forward.
Because recoil and get back to where I'm not even think or be.
I want to run away, off the cigarette, and fulminant shock rocks it.
My heart is like this cigarette that goes out to the desire to rekindle
Will you be the one that squeezes me in a knot and untie it. Why not, I do not want to be a loose wire that is tied, no more shaking.
Do not want to say or say about me, let me be what I feel.
This knot does not see that strangles and squeezes and destroys.
That tie will be broken.
Everything back to zero. Want to be the only logical 0 without any follow-up, do not want to be positive or negative, but you insist that you must do and happen.
Let me.
Why cry?
I do not know, but always know why the tear drops and loose, I also know because sometimes I run into the errors of others and because I hold and hold.
I want to cry, I want to hold me.
Sa bitterness of feeling that leaves me with a cold quen which you shiver, but worth your tears, and laugh and feel. The end will take care of that end gets evicted not a tear but always lurking in the face and a tear trickles of indifference.
I was thinking, as you are. So banal, so like what we think, are a standard deviation.
I do not want to know what story, but I want to see
not what you can give me and what I need not you.
I want to me. You want as you always were, what they thought was what you were or where you were not, were doing as you make.
I am I.
I do not know how I started this story I think few will reach but I have no arrow or the bow, much less target.
I have no target to hit, I do not even pon-taria, I feel that what I gain is myself, the arrow is stuck in the heart, so my pain. A lonely heart, marked by a stroke than the revitalized, the pain is too strong for the will of pumping.
I am not free. I'll never be totally free, I love my freedom, but I feel bound by what has love for me.
Because you love me?
Will they love. They want to be free and arrested someone. I want him to feel alone and unnoticed.
Do not want to understand anything, I do not think of anything, because I invades, I want away from that approved MAXIMUM.
Do not want to say is that love freedom. Just want to drop what's in me.
The anguish, loss. He was and is no longer.
I came upon it without feeling left.
This kind of do and undo and more, we say what we do.
I do not want to do anything, will not go away, I go where I do not get going.
Leave nothing and take him away.
Do not cry, do not laugh, not think, do not look and feel I'm not dead.
What a tragedy!
I'll have to go and one day I will also succumb.
Why? Yes, I wonder why this, why that, but do not want to think about what has already been transmitted.
Do not want to fight, do not want to be as much as someone who never was.
The voice tormenting those who grieve.
Wait.
I will travel, and I've been patiently.
I can say that I have not got a lot so me and another missing.
Invade me unless I do not want to say more. I do not want.
Do not want to go back, I want to be here when the song you play music and the wind blows.
Do not want to be the devil, do not want to be angel, do not want heaven or hell. I want the land where everything exists.
Do not want to leave, I stay where I am, I want everything there, just me a space to breathe and think on it.
Imagine and create my own existence.
I just want to breathe air. I want to loose me as the air we breath.
I saw, smelled, heard, also told you what I do not listen.
Like I told you so much and nothing or almost nothing you rang. Is it asking too much of your attention, enough of seduction. I want to see you the raw.
I know sometimes flay my skin to feel that I am raw and I suffer with a skin tear it costs to grow and repair itself.
For you I am full of raw marks and wounds.
Do not know what I want to express. But because it erodes something I desire, but I do.
Basically I wanted to have a bit of everything or nothing, for me that I have nothing worth.
I'm just more and you just did before. He was writing after reading what will trans-Recer what my being wants to convey.
I know it is not easy. I think a lot will not be told too much what will be will not be understood.
Rejected.
I strongly reject that impoverishes me.
The trivial things have no place in the heart there is much excitement.
What we see at a glance you can dial in the heart.
He can not stand, he does not want to see but feel what your eyes see.
Never open the eyes of the heart because he could no longer see, and is suffering.
I'm here.
You see me? I think not! Can you feel me? Also I think not! What you see in me?
Um, I was not here for that thou hast forgotten me, can not stand not having you, because what unites us sometimes separate us, but I tell you I'm here.
I will not pretend
I will write and let it flow.
What I write is certainly a tear.
As I wrote a tear as it is, sad, lonely, damp-da, loose.
Let me wipe your tears, your pain, your sorrow, your loneliness, this choke is to be alone.
Let me lick your tears, I want to drink the pain you feel
Alone, alone. With me, it's me, just me!
How am I? Just me.
The feeling extends to truly feel the pain.
How it feels to us. I think of is to go beyond what comes from abroad.
Inward know that I exist, to exist for others just look at us, but even if I never see that
Loose pages, loose sheets, loose sentences,
Loose pages, loose sheets, loose sentences,
I want to drop everything, do not want to save anything, I empty myself, just so evolve, that everything I write, it all evaporated,
Pain fades into the letter of a phrase, every word of your pain, I write to set me free.
Do not want to suffer.
Another day The morning, the fresh morning air, too noisy. I want the night, silent night, where I see the light in the dark you bring with you.
Let us unite in silence and darkness.
Let us throw light on the blackout. Verses, songs, charms, spells, poems, phrases.
I want to be your light in the dark night.
As I let myself go ...
In the deep recesses of the tides ... The harps played loud siren. I want to stay and look
For you, without telling you what you'll write.
To never forget you.
Nothing! He wanted nothing
The aim with these words is zero. I do not want you to read, nor will I write what I tell you one day.
But now I just wanted a little of nothing.
Do not know if you'll read, much less understand what I have to tell you.
What I want you to notice and understand is that the accounts, but accounts for me and then you can count on me. But do not tell anybody.
I'll expect me to death coppicing.
Death? There is no death!
And this is always present. I'm not afraid of death but to lose you.
Not something that hurt me, but the experience of having and not having is the difference of being, how can this be so?
I want nothing, for very little and nothing
Zero, I repeat nothing, I did not know when everything and now I know what I want is nothing, if you reject what is and is not, I'll be free, free of everything that ties me and I'll let go of bitterness, than is to have.
Simply, I just want to be!
Can I just be me? Yes I do and nothing more, nothing that I do not want. "Timeless"
He knocked, and came back to beat ...
Incessantly beat with a flow ...
Unprecedented anomaly or a wound ... Then one day he opened ...
No more going back to do it ...
It was the open and close in an instant ...
How shall I say, it was my always my ...
But in the end your ...
He, You and I ... In a word then ...
Heart! The profound sadness of BE ...
It's NOT KNOW ... BE AWARE AND LEARN TO LIVE WITH YOUR INTIMATE ...
BEHOLD THE ABYSS is tiny ... YOU BELONG AND IS SOMETHING THAT ALWAYS DES-VANECE ...
HOW TO NO waive RELUCTANCE IS NOT ...
THE ESSENCE OF WILL ONLY BE ...
IS FROM U.S. THAT OWN CAN SEE IN THE BACKGROUND ....
OUR INTERIOR AND THEN WE SEE THAT THERE IS NOTHING LESS SO ...
HOW TO SPEAK MORE ...
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...
Better see how the higher being, is getting closer and closer ...
The infinitesimal know ... Where utopian ...
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It feels good, that much has moved away from knowing ... Everything and be your own ...
What Changed?
All My Life ... On Mute! Why?
Why I'm Willing ...
The Changing Face and Everything ... But Nearly All ...
Welcome to My World ... My World Mudo?
Intellect is the ...
Tell Me What to Do Mode Act ... More Correct! IMAGINE!?
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Enigmatic, SENSITIVE AND DEEP IS THE ENERGY NON BINDING LETTER OF MORE OR LE-TRAS VERY LITTLE LETTER WORD.
EIS is a menhir THAT GOES WITH THE SEDIMENT AND WRITTEN MUCH IN LITTLE IS SAID.
IN VAIN, YOU THINGS THAT ARE THE MOST There will leave thee, OTHER NON-Valera. TO SAY THAT YOU ARE THE GREATEST FOR LU-ters bully, BUT I "USE" THAT FEW VALERA, BUT THOSE IN THE IN-tiny terior COMES THE AMOUNT THAT ONLY YOU CAN GET. LIVE, GROW, LEARN, AND IN THE END WITHOUT THE PRE-UTOPIAN LITTLE KNOWLEDGE.
EIS FOR ONE DAY A LITTLE A LITTLE, JUST ANOTHER WANT TO LEARN THAT WAS WRITTEN TO UNIFY THE ORDINARY AWARE OF KNOWLEDGE OF SCIENTIFIC KNOWLEDGE THAT BOTH ONLY IF YOU EXPLAIN TO THE DEEP-ences SAPI + WHAT IS READ
I'll start where I finished.
The smoke expands in the interior of my room. For my interior too, this is violated. I want to break up with you and others.
I'll get?
Strength, Strength and Power that haunts me and tells me to go without fear!
Before you end of my days.
The entire exterior I reject, as I
I feel ... I do not know, but here I'm leaving my pe-quena story ...
If you are on this page, curiosity prompted him my little story.
What you gonna tell on these pages is for me to find
the true self that dwells in me, no world out-prehensive education.
How is this possible, we'll see how I will describe my story.
To no longer advance, retreat indeed ready to go. Smoking continues to permeate this space.
This story begins where it will end.
What do you want to tell is to fight everything. Let's see if I can get to the end and say:
I wanted everything and anything, as I maximize the interior.
It's here, in short time equaled the number of cigarettes
of pages through which you browse.
Let's go ahead with the fight, it will have the length of time
blows in the hours, minutes, in seconds. Finished!
I'll start where I finished.
I'm ready this smoke pervades the window and frees up in the air, I want to be that there is only smoke in the air.
I just want to breathe the air.
I float here and wonder what I'll tell. I do not want to do, eventually beginning to commit all the same
errors.
The battle is far from being locked.
What you want is to convey feelings, situations and conflicts.
And the fight is to win the being who I was. Want to be the other, the figure that haunts me.
My own conscience that will alert me and tells me: Emerge, you win.
Here I stopped, but in fighting the move-to chase it.
My figure comes to my Self Free yourself, Expands thee, let me be like you through me.
It started here what will be. What are the questions, proceed without flinching, this is a figure that haunts me.
Makes it happens and is born again to live and feel. Demagoguery and without illusions, live what you can not see.
Because only then you will make progress, rise up and say.
I want to be who I am, I am I.
Being that I was and that the figure will be.
I'll be like I imagine. At that haunts me I tell you go along.
Take on me and break away. Finally yet to begin.
Everything you thought. Beware of this being that haunts you and end the cable is your friend.
No more sorry for this moment. Reached the end of the torment, he touched me and I Murmu-
rou: Are you there?
Now is the end of the beginning that I will report here.
For now I say: Just come up to me and enters me to victory.
Major in me you become yourself. Possess me!
Shalt be the last time my odor. Yeah, you go.
Do not show me saddened by your departure. Actually I'm looking forward to your trip.
Go as you came, as part arrived. Do not want you, you are more a misfortune unconscionable. Your presence is an affront.
I know that for you, never won, only lost.
You're like cigarette smoking friend of the disease.
Part and will, is going to finish that will not be there. Like I said, emanates from the odor that just because your ires ... Gain another flavor and perfume.
Maybe you do not know it, neither be thou in mind that the pro-Vocas you.
Since I know you guys remember a few years. Enough for now here lies the desire to con-tinue with you.
I'll moan in your presence initially thought, but
umbrella for minor ailments.
I create art object and our connection, but pleasure in this and fu-
elusive for living conditions a little weak. I dare deprivation. Because only then be light and natural, at eu feeds me.
Cool, calm, warm and smooth-ing offsets will be
natural wind that runs like the time in a direction to its north. By breathing the air currents are against us
storms that we face, nothing more natural than the smoke from the air itself.
In which we find in nature as integral outer preceding the harmony of being free of chains.
Blossoms, grows and consolidates the very root of free-ing.
Wills not dubious of our meeting is the very pink of the times
desert sands ranging firming reason. The go-getting off the image of vulgar man, to the eccentricity of the intimate relationship that moves us away.
We are different, I'm natural and organic thou art man-cial
and synthetic, and hence do not express without me. Without the act that will neutralize, you will make me happy.
I'll open the door for you to come talk to me. But I'll leave it ajar to get out soon after. Figure you are aware of your spread, it consumes me patience
of unrest. You are and you will be a lot of little importance.
We all have these stupid stages, usually in children.
But if we tell adults to unleash the child within us, so that you also had a
slump. I will return to calm patient.
I can go lock the door. Quite know why you came, but know where you address.
The gulf is wide, wider thinking of you home-gar.
Flee without me, enclose yourself and explodes. From the first day that your word has been my
sentence, but count me when next you tell me,
hello, I'm here, but surely your trip will be a return to harsh reality but to smooth it
if you want to stop raiding, we have what we want? So just a word from you, which is Bye.
And thou art going away leaving ...
It was the last time ... Miss getting to leave. A tear fell and went off crying.
The rope that squeeze me, is not the same as it suffocates me. The node of the neck, hanging by a thread.
Strangle and suffocate the mind consciousness.
What gives is of a slow death and rejuvenate
walking and talking in this way as we have done. Will ever erase the pain of a sharp blow that cuts the laminated raucous live.
At the top of memory and the shattering blow spooky-rich.
It was your presence dichotomy between being and non being. Life covered in photographic moments that everything
stores and in an instant if it turns out. Why live in me out of me. Erase your destiny and lives the part.
This timeless feel spreading the moments following. How to fly without leaving your seat.
A moment that never stops because never be able to stop and breathe,
what makes you breathe.
Living is as strong as the urge to breathe. But just breathing is not living.
When you left to live not previously stopped breathing.
Hence, what emerges in what is an im-age helpless.
Without limits or consequences, the next step. This emerges from us at every moment to be another re-var us what really
somo, this illusion of self-flagellation cliff is to live while we live, the
that moves us is that nature that surrounds us constantly and only distracts us,
I mean that the entire absorption of the moment is simply mind-illusory as the Nature
reflects all the frames at random and super-rela-tively higher every moment of human movement.
Everything that appears around the figure of the self is that enlarges exterior
the interior, however only capture the feeling of being a distraction is greater
that moves us to Mother Nature. If at any time, virtuous, you invade contradictory
is assimilated at the instant of mind these entries can not match the learning and output of any momentum.
Glad surges, vast and far-ment thinks.
I would like to talk about ... you decide where Brasta-mano.
Reversing the roles says shutting up.
The flight of a word is an act. How to ignore you and take you from.
You're flying around in the shadow of the wind. Because you hide, when appearing so what-res.
Do not you see?
Give thyself another, you have another friend who is not your simple misfortune.
Everything emerges vaporising.
It was thus that counting to ten, I realized how much time snapshot glimpse of the future if the window was open and view only the last smoke as ex-expands and as the click of the future becomes large and vast.
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