I wish I was more of a literary type. I suppose that's why I'm drawn and fascinated by all you brainy types. And that's why I'm such a visual type. I suppose.
I just found this tonight...
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"Desde que me mim nasceste / Since you were born within
Naquela noite misteriosa / In that secretive night
N£o mais morreste / Never haven't withered
Na minha alma silenciosa... / Inside my mute soul..."
In a single tear I weep over my entire life
And you angel who remains within
Lay bare my lost happiness
Just for one last moment as I'm towards the end...
My heart lies numb, frozen
Out of utter bitterness
For the fire of passion burnt
In its sweet grave of loneliness
I'm the still darkness
I'm melancholy's ache
I'm the loneliness which cannot fill the void
I'm a cry of agony
I feel so lonely, so blank
So cold, so deaden
Locus Horrendus in a gloomy world
Flame far down from the deep hell
"Meu ser habita na Noite e no Desejo.
Minha almaÿ© uma lembran§a que h¡ em mim."
All I ever wanted was a kiss
All I ever wanted was to draw out
A single teardrop from you
My whole being dwells
On the night and in desire...
My soul lives under the bewitching moon
I'm the still darkness
I'm melancholy's ache
I'm the loneliness which cannot fill the void
I'm a cry of agony
I'm the still darkness
I'm melancholy's ache
I'm the loneliness which cannot fill the void
I'm a cry of agony
My soul is bound to yours
I cannot tear myself away from you!...
Deeeeeeeep....and I wish that was an action and a reality right now. But it's not going to be. So be it.
I've felt lost, and I'm being found. Reincarnated in real time (life)...right now. Yup. I will be...
I like living in my world...and maybe I will stay that way a while.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Thanksgiving in Canada
I'm truly thankful this Thanksgiving. I just a few moments ago arrived back from visiting my family on the Sunshine Coast that was actually a bit sunny this weekend! Ferries ran an hour or so late. Lots of waiting, and that's a good thing.
I love how relaxed I feel when I come back. It's like nothing matters, and everything will be or is okay. When I leave the city to go, I'm in a panic and rushed and tense. I don't realize how much until I get there, and then I can't seem to speak or have any energy for at least a day or more. Then I start to feel relaxed and unwound enough to come alive again. That's when I realize how needed it is for me to get away to do so. Also, home cooking is soooooo worth it!
My sister has just moved back there to PR. I helped her set up her place today a bit, with what few hours I had. I slept in a bit longer than I thought I would. Why can't the world work on night hours instead of morning?! So I helped her unpack and move things to where they should be.
On Sunday I helped to rearrange Dad's tool truck. Clean and rearrange. Rearrange and polish and dust. It was actually quite satisfying. We hung some cabinets for the neighbour's new garage that Dad has built for him. That saved some money.
Today I cut my Mom's hair. Yesterday we had Thanksgiving dinner...and i had my first attempt at making Ethiopian food. It didn't turn out all that bad. Actually, I was impressed. I found a recipe for making berbere, the spices that bring the taste of Ethiopian food. I got some Ethiopian bread, or 'injera' before coming up, and that made for an interesting dinner. I was amazed at how quickly we got full, the same as in an Ethiopian restaurant.
Then all too soon it was time to come home to the city again. It always comes too soon. I just want to stay in this relaxed mode. It's so nice. How the heck do I get so wound up anyway? I don't even really notice it...until I go away. Anyway, that's how it is. Fresh new beginnings too. Yay! See? I can even get down to business and find time to write! Woohoo!
G'nite for now.
I love how relaxed I feel when I come back. It's like nothing matters, and everything will be or is okay. When I leave the city to go, I'm in a panic and rushed and tense. I don't realize how much until I get there, and then I can't seem to speak or have any energy for at least a day or more. Then I start to feel relaxed and unwound enough to come alive again. That's when I realize how needed it is for me to get away to do so. Also, home cooking is soooooo worth it!
My sister has just moved back there to PR. I helped her set up her place today a bit, with what few hours I had. I slept in a bit longer than I thought I would. Why can't the world work on night hours instead of morning?! So I helped her unpack and move things to where they should be.
On Sunday I helped to rearrange Dad's tool truck. Clean and rearrange. Rearrange and polish and dust. It was actually quite satisfying. We hung some cabinets for the neighbour's new garage that Dad has built for him. That saved some money.
Today I cut my Mom's hair. Yesterday we had Thanksgiving dinner...and i had my first attempt at making Ethiopian food. It didn't turn out all that bad. Actually, I was impressed. I found a recipe for making berbere, the spices that bring the taste of Ethiopian food. I got some Ethiopian bread, or 'injera' before coming up, and that made for an interesting dinner. I was amazed at how quickly we got full, the same as in an Ethiopian restaurant.
Then all too soon it was time to come home to the city again. It always comes too soon. I just want to stay in this relaxed mode. It's so nice. How the heck do I get so wound up anyway? I don't even really notice it...until I go away. Anyway, that's how it is. Fresh new beginnings too. Yay! See? I can even get down to business and find time to write! Woohoo!
G'nite for now.
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