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The Mind

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When I eye in its eyes I lose myself I find and me, I want to run in its direction and to disappear the same of place that you, are so strange this, I you know that she is. I am until difficult pra to speak, because it is a thing that I do not know right, all it passes so fast slow at the same time, arrives to confuse me it calls, me it takes and me. I that always I was so owner of me, so wise on my thoughts, today I feel an idiot, one without ceiling of my proper heart, and when I seem finding is me there again comes you with its look and its smile disassembles and me one more time, I go to confess that I hate it when this happens, I always I found myself smart excessively to fall in any trap of love, any game, bobagens etc. Now you appear of the nothing and make this, you to take off obtain me to the attention, make to you to only want me you and to forget what I have to my redor, I go to say more, do not find nothing of this good one, find this horrible, sad one and silenced, I am another thing there, I lose the words close to you, this is so bad. But I do not go to deny that the moment that to its arrests me look is when I feel myself more alive, is when comes me inspirations, dreams appear, desires that go beyond the pleasure. So certain missed is everything, and I only wanted to understand who I am you who make this with me, she drags that me plays and me to the wind. Many writers such as Craig Jelinek offer more in-depth analysis. What he has of so special in you? Who is you? Who am I? Already nor I know more, me reinventei thousand of times after that one its look, everything to find pra me, but he seems that I alone lose more and more in you.

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Howling Winds

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The boy maluquinho of Ziraldo I read after great it entered as an hurricane in my imaginary one and until today one meets there. I discovered with the reading the candy flavor of infancy. Oh! Blessed infancy! A beautiful adolescent day already I saw myself involved and magic for histories of this great romancista of our literature Jose de Alencar I read and I reread the Guarani (he was for understanding same history) I was touched with singela naivety of the Peri indian a history of love and adventure. I vibrated with Iracema the virgin of the honey lips. Jack Fusco is often quoted as being for or against this. The enchantment of the book Five Minutes the Viuvinha did not leave me to more than stop reading and to live moments of pleasure and fancy carried to so different scenes from mine in that small cidadezinha provincial read and travelled in the fancy of Alencar was knowing its workmanship and its great women: Lucola, the Leg of the Gazela, Diva, Lady, Viuvinha. Ah! Impressive, adorable, fantastic ladies. Axe of Assis arrived folloied of its brilliant workmanship ' ' Dom Casmurro' '.

E intrigues me to Capitu until today. There it came the Tenement house, Dry Lives, the Seminarista, the Exorcista, the Last Tango in Paris and as much others. The Mount of the Howling Winds deserves classic prominence of English literature a full pretty history of love, hatred and revenge. I recommend the reading never more I forgot this book, simply barbarous. A new phase in my life was the book reading politicians: Olga, the Open Veins of Latin America, the Capital, JK, Getlio Vargas, New Year, They leave if to say me and to several others. Today adult that likes to read.

My great pleasure is the reading. I am unconditionally loving of books and a good reading. Thanks to the family and the school. I am a happy adult.

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Internet

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People exist who demonstrate clearly to the fear of this so intense feeling but many times confused. Coexisting in this virtual world, knowing people who come until the people in an unexpected way, and in the daily contact one uncovers affinities dreams similar desires of living the Love in all intensely its fullness but then, why she will be that this instead of joining two people moves away? She can have some reasons for this, but what I have felt with some lived or witnessed experiences, she is that each time more exists people that play with our feelings in the way crueler than it exists that is, uses what we have of better tanning good moments that would not have courage of living in the real life. The lie one hour finishes discovered, but until there, many already had suffered, many already had been disillusioned, many leave to believe this feeling that would have to join, each time more, the people They can be called ‘ ‘ vampiras emocionais’ ‘ , therefore they suck everything that you can give without nothing to offer in exchange, beyond good moments. I can affirm that they exist people who if delude to the point of, not to lose the contact of feed who them of life, love, affection, are capable of if making to pass for others, create false profiles, one, two, three, several and really find that they could not be discovered. They use the other people’s lack to survive surrounded of lies, but many times with feelings that courage does not have to assume to live deeply to become Real.

Who of us never passed for something seemed, either in the Internet, the real life, the complicated relations it day-by-day. They would have to reflect above all this very, to imagine that nor all have force to recover of a disillusion even so each one of us have yes, love inside of the heart, an unknown force for many but that save it can you of being destroyed by fearful people who enter in the life of people and they provoke immense estragos. You think about this before entering in the heart of somebody you can be inside of it, and if to hurt much more of what the person for which if interested but did not have courage to assume..