tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51441906280266603472024-03-13T11:05:39.418+00:00Into Decadence with EleganceBaalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-39939152494028274702014-03-20T21:46:00.001+00:002014-03-20T21:46:27.564+00:00(L)ama sal<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">(L)ama sal</span><br style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Alma salgada, olhos vidrados</span><br style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Um andar cambaleante no lamaçal do Amor.</span><br style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Há um rasgo lá à frente!</span><br style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Mas não te preocupes,</span><br style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Sentirás o sal das lágrimas depois disso novamente...</span></span></div>
Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-67357879901096925492013-03-11T22:48:00.002+00:002013-03-11T22:48:53.642+00:00Cadafalso<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Marchai Senhor, marchai sem medos.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Afinal de contas já conheceis o caminho.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Perdoai-me por não haver chão...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mas, de qualquer maneira, de que vos serve o chão...?</span></div>
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Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-51434084156468541042013-02-28T19:56:00.000+00:002013-02-28T19:56:41.522+00:00Percepção<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Apercebi-me que não posso viver sem ti,<br />
Apercebi-me que vives em mim.<br />
Apercebi-me que de nada serve erguer barreiras,<br />
Apercebi-me que as transpões sempre.<br />
Apercebi-me que não te posso combater,<br />
Apercebi-me que sou teu...<br />
Minha angústia...<br />
Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-66988316324708948842012-12-14T21:34:00.001+00:002012-12-14T21:34:36.610+00:00One Step Closer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-77045786036879271622012-03-10T15:20:00.000+00:002012-03-10T15:20:58.686+00:00Tenho um Grito...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3S9Nd5LIqsaGkJxN4hBeDNUGfUCY-P_04FG1wezYAPWoZUsPLRO0-bU2vSJlRjL8uQsBUt4ni-KsE2UnRRSMd7ZWWFMsA3PwoDmgc-baZ6mE3RUoL6AuE-u-49osmev1ZtrjosTcEh73m/s1600/Grito.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3S9Nd5LIqsaGkJxN4hBeDNUGfUCY-P_04FG1wezYAPWoZUsPLRO0-bU2vSJlRjL8uQsBUt4ni-KsE2UnRRSMd7ZWWFMsA3PwoDmgc-baZ6mE3RUoL6AuE-u-49osmev1ZtrjosTcEh73m/s640/Grito.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tenho um grito sufocado,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Um grito que me ensurdece a Alma,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Um grito que não sai,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Porque não o podes ouvir...</span></div>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-63802183020773433052012-01-30T19:00:00.000+00:002012-01-30T19:00:22.469+00:00Tu tombas-te aos poucos...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinjY7mNe1cq40nO9DBZTsf1cNbN4LLOsJVuG9XzXUnPaq-Wm-xt0QI_3TjABLzmpfVBcEEwcTl4ZXTxbsVtvYEpSmIBHMbNRPidniYm2gZaYJg8y99pW4iI0UY6nmfcFeuTR2uZmMzz5vh/s1600/Tomb3435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinjY7mNe1cq40nO9DBZTsf1cNbN4LLOsJVuG9XzXUnPaq-Wm-xt0QI_3TjABLzmpfVBcEEwcTl4ZXTxbsVtvYEpSmIBHMbNRPidniYm2gZaYJg8y99pW4iI0UY6nmfcFeuTR2uZmMzz5vh/s640/Tomb3435.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">...e não podes culpar ninguém, só a ti.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">És o fruto dos teus actos.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">És o caminho que escolhes trilhar.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">És responsável pelas tuas escolhas.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Intrigam-me os teus métodos,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">intrigam-me os teus ideias,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">intriga-me a tua transparência...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E vais caindo...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Nem te apercebes, mas vais tropeçando...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Vais tombando.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E um dia estarás em abandono,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">porque já não terás corda de salvação,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">porque tombaste de vez...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mas entretanto, enquanto isso não acontece, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">simplesmente vais caindo, desabando sem ajuda.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tombas-te...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E eu assisto.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Fantasma na neblina.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu assisto.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sombra foragida.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu assisto.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Olhas distante.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu assisto.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sempre presente.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu assisto...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Maldita consciência omnipresente, que me carregas para o Inferno, e ainda me mostras as vistas...</span></div>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-28937978440716732712012-01-16T12:31:00.000+00:002012-01-16T12:31:42.573+00:00E sempre Noite será...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLNEq5-CnXqr4K3udmdg1czzZhrCzjgIViCMUn667e7d5n-VAM8ZyKLtHgcytGTkqLT_hHqVvyrjujC-Z5YUPS4goLuMpiApbmHyK89h8n98zgYZBcajGedLDd_kmwZLVG0YsfSSp8yTJY/s1600/DSC03911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLNEq5-CnXqr4K3udmdg1czzZhrCzjgIViCMUn667e7d5n-VAM8ZyKLtHgcytGTkqLT_hHqVvyrjujC-Z5YUPS4goLuMpiApbmHyK89h8n98zgYZBcajGedLDd_kmwZLVG0YsfSSp8yTJY/s640/DSC03911.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Já não vejo a luz do sol sem que seja reflectida ou artificial. Não preciso do seu calor (gelado que sou). Não quero o seu consolo (gelado que sou). Não mereço o seu conforto (gelado que sou).<br />
Passo a Noite a namorar a Lua. Ela escuta os meus silêncios (gelado que sou). Ela ouve os meus lamentos (gelado que sou). Ela bebe das minhas lágrimas (gelado que sou).<br />
Queria transformar as Noites em dias, os dias em Noites, mas não o consigo fazer. Porque não tenho sol para me acariciar, apenas tenho a Lua para me abraçar... E sempre Noite será...</span>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-58924900489726369292011-11-12T00:32:00.000+00:002011-11-12T00:32:55.660+00:00Ciclos, circulos, eterno retorno...<h4 class="post-title" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-rendering: optimizelegibility; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Abril 2010</span></h4><article class="post-body" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><div class="mood" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></div><span style="background-color: black; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium; font-style: inherit; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ali, entre as sombras das nuvens tempestuosas, ali jaz o homem, o homem que dizem que tinha o dom da escrita automática. Mas poderá se chamar de dom o pôr em papel as ideias e palavras sem consciência de o fazer?</span><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: black; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium; font-style: inherit; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: black; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium; font-style: inherit; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Olha para o calendário. Deus! como o tempo corre! As horas tornam-se dias, dias semanas, semanas meses, e quando menos esperas está tudo igual... Sim, a folha está preenchida de novo, com palavras, ideias, expressões, pensamentos, factos, lembranças, e nem deste por as escrever... E olhas para cima, para os lados, por entre as sombras das nuvens tempestuosas, e sabes? está tudo igual... Cumpriu-se um ciclo, fechou-se um circulo, retornou ao mesmo, tudo, ao mesmo, de novo...</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: black; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium; font-style: inherit; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E o preço a pagar? Estarás pronto para ser golpeado? Estarás de raízes e consciência blindada? Quanto aguentarás quando caíres? Quanto cairás quando te puxarem o tapete? Quanta força te restará para te agarrares ao que interessa a ti e a mais ninguém, neste efémero combate contra um inimigo irreal que se arrasta pelas sombras de ti mesmo...?</span><br />
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</span>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-45829642053587961752011-10-28T18:01:00.000+01:002011-10-28T18:01:48.117+01:00Para Ti...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">28 Junho 2009 </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Tirem o som lá em baixo, se faz favor...)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">...que sufocas<br />
...que usas uma máscara<br />
...que vales mais do que julgas<br />
...que vês mais do que os outros<br />
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</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Love In Chains<br />
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I shout and call for rejoicing<br />
I hear the sound of angel wings<br />
Escape us as we close the ring<br />
And into the fire we will fall<br />
Our desire, our flame, our call<br />
So be it, once for all<br />
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And you are the dream and I am the lie<br />
I am the Devil and you are my disguise<br />
I'm all the pain you always tried to keep inside<br />
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Love in chains<br />
We break free<br />
There is a time<br />
For you and me<br />
Not today<br />
Not tomorrow<br />
But one day our sorrow<br />
Shall go away<br />
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All our being is spellbound<br />
A black magic hellhound<br />
Let us have another round for our love<br />
Many hours we shall wait<br />
But it will never be to late<br />
In life or death we'll integrate one day<br />
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through rain and stormy weather<br />
Shall always be together<br />
Together here forever<br />
Forever...</span>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-88920467643159550922011-10-20T20:01:00.000+01:002011-10-20T20:01:04.056+01:00Apetece-me...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Fevereiro 2008</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">...partir tudo.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me cuspir-te para a cara.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me rir.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me ser feliz.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me ir contra um muro.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me fugir sem destino.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me saltar.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me enlouquecer.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me chorar.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me gritar.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me desaparecer.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me ouvir.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me fechar os olhos.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me congelar o tempo.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me não mais existir.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Apetece-me dormir e não mais acordar...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Até amanhã...</span>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-42371251258084455392011-10-14T21:58:00.001+01:002011-10-18T21:34:19.336+01:00Mors Liberatrix / Mors Amor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAgKvdTvuRrbrmMr9LOvnXuNQxpBsn2jI1axha8vVlq8GLlpRhzMPGn-hvhPyTZQCbUYNcdHsuDpuvVtDaXVpynPQLYJmoHaaDxshvJ1NrOrmDKOynngnMz-ahLSEqeSU-NXSYgAU6XdLZ/s1600/Mors+liberatrix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAgKvdTvuRrbrmMr9LOvnXuNQxpBsn2jI1axha8vVlq8GLlpRhzMPGn-hvhPyTZQCbUYNcdHsuDpuvVtDaXVpynPQLYJmoHaaDxshvJ1NrOrmDKOynngnMz-ahLSEqeSU-NXSYgAU6XdLZ/s640/Mors+liberatrix.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Caminhas no teu curso aventureiro,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Todo envolto na noite que projectas...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Só o gládio de luz com fulvas betas</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Emerge do sinistro nevoeiro.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Esse negro corcel, cujas passadas</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Escuto em sonhos, quando a sombra desce,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E, passando a galope, me aparece</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Da noite nas fantásticas estradas,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Um cavaleiro de expressão potente,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Formidável, mas plácido, no porte,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Vestido de armadura reluzente,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Cavalga a fera estranha sem temor:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E o corcel negro diz: "Eu sou a Morte!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Responde o cavaleiro: "Eu sou o Amor!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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Inércia aprisionante, letargia apaixonante...<br />
Sinto o tempo a passar sem ele passar por mim...<br />
A mente viaja por sitios onde nunca estive, nunca quero estar e nunca estarei... No entanto, um dia foram meus, nem que por um segundo.<br />
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O nove de espadas brilha à minha frente, está envolta nas frias chamas da angústia... Nove é o teu dia, nove é a tua carta, nove vidas ainda me esperam...</span></span></div>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-74337018718492972152011-10-11T18:29:00.000+01:002011-10-11T18:29:38.694+01:00Cicatrizes do Nada<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">14 Abril 2007</span><br />
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Na inevitável escuridão, destingui dois vultos que não faziam sentido: dois gatos guardavam a sua entrada, dois felinos possantes, simbolos cabalisticos no seu pelo, olhos faiscantes mesmo sem a luz da Lua...</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Em transe recebi a sua mensagem, ditada numa lingua estranha mas universal. A linguagem dos sentidos, dos instintos, da Élite...</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Relatos da angustia que afoga os homens, do sangue que ferve nas veias, do fraco poder das palavras... Inconstantes mutações, sentimentos que falham, o Caos organizado, as verdades nas mentiras... As máscaras que escondem tragédias, os gritos mudos carregados de veneno, a mão amiga que reclama por algo mais...</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Acordei do transe, a cara encharcada em sangue, os sentidos desorientados por não reconhecerem o espaço...</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">A sombra da Terra inicia o devoramento da Lua. Tudo é passageiro, nada é eterno... A misericórdia está ao meu alcance. Cravo-a no peito sem hesitar. Estou morto... pelo menos para os outros...</span></span></div>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-52160221387193829352011-10-03T15:31:00.001+01:002011-10-03T15:31:43.239+01:00Gelado alívio que ferve...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Outubro 2006</span><br />
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</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Entras em mim com sintomas de dor. O teu beijo gelado electrifica-me cada célula. um exército inteiro desperta-me o sistema circulatório e marcha descompassado por breves momentos. Um vulcão (não muito) adormecido desperta com este terramoto sensorial, e a sua lava de angustia é expelida pelos meus olhos turvos. Liquido encarnado junta-se a mais liquido escarlate, senha fatal para o outro mundo. Mas tudo acaba, tudo tem um fim, a consciência fala mais alto... Desperto para a realidade, onde reinam os sons do tráfego e as noticias do éter. Com alivio passo a lingua por ti (afinal tudo o que queria) e guardo-te (precioso tesouro) na bainha de onde nunca devias ter saído...</span></div>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-25863560816471390632011-10-01T17:25:00.000+01:002011-10-01T17:25:30.265+01:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Deixa-me sentir o teu fogo nos meus lábios...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Guiado pela fada verde, atravesso a vila abandonada a Morfeu.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">O peso da minha pele verga os meus ossos, ossos guiados pela fada verde.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Atravesso a vila adormecida e passo pelo cemitério.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Os seus portões estão adormecidos.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mas eis que rasgando as trevas um par de asas se abeira de um frio cipreste.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Oh coruja que saltitas nos ciprestes, trazes noticias da minha amada?"</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"A tua amada jaz fria na sua tumba, duas moedas nos olhos..."</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Nobre ave que vens do além, conta-me algo que eu não saiba."</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Senhor, não te deixes enganar pela fada verde que te conduz..."</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Perturbado por tão fantasmagórica revelação, esgueiro-me pelo cemitério ignorando o lamaçal nascido no inicio da noite.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A coruja olha-me fixamente, são verdes os seus olhos.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tomo o caminho gravado na minha mente, chegaria lá de olhos fechados.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Não preciso de seguir as sombras, não preciso de ouvir seus sussurros.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sei o meu caminho, fui eu que o escolhi...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Aproximo-me do sepulcro, rasga-se a minha alma.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sinto o vento do bater das asas, vento que me congela o rosto transpirado.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">...pois o sepulcro está violado, seus selos quebrados, seu pó intemporal revolvido.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Horrenda visão, um vazio caixão de veludo onde apenas resta uma negra rosa cintilante.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Levaram o meu amor, abandonaram-me à dor...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pelo mórbido piar da coruja sou despertado. olhando o céu nocturno.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As estrelas cintilam, é verde o seu brilho...</span>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-67619034136804387202011-09-27T00:07:00.000+01:002011-09-27T00:07:43.098+01:00Statues in the Storm<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #262626; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></span><br />
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(the storm goes on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The light is enough to allow me to see a rocky form in front of me. (the storm goes on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">A gargoyle... A gargoyle with broken wings... A gargoyle with broken wings and diamonds as eyes... (the storm goes on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Hypnotized, I approach to gaze better to it's eyes. Lightning! And I saw something reflected in it's eyes. (the storm goes on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">It was not my reflection that I saw in those ancient eyes, but another statue, another rocky form somewhere in front of the gargoyle. (the storm goes on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The blizzard gives truce and there it was! The shape of an angel immortalized in dark granite. (the storm wants to go on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">How can a statue looks so tired? Who created such wonder? It's the saddest angel I ever seen... (the storm wants to go on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">All becames clear in my mind. These statues are not here without a purppose. They are a symbol of something. (the storm wants to go on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">A staring gargoyle with diamond eyes and broken wings. A dark angel who's name is saddness. (the storm roars on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Symbols of life, symbols of love. Condemned not to touch, condemned not to feel... (the storm roars on)</span></span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">How long takes eternity? How much is forever? Can a storm be compared to time? Can statues move? Can I kiss you...? (the storm collapses over me)</span></span></div>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-51672275896673378192011-09-27T00:05:00.000+01:002011-09-27T00:05:25.484+01:00...and neither am I...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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My guardian angel has swollen eyes and tear trails down her face. She dresses in white, but her dress is unclean. My guardian angel is very sad, is very tired. She has a dagger hidden behind her back. Tell me, shall I dance with the knife or shall I dance in my blood (since I cannot dance with you...)? My guardian angel is mute. She drops her head, eyes gazing the floor. And then all happened too fast: a shinning, the cold, the warmth... My guardian angel is no more...</span>Baalrechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463049159935244101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5144190628026660347.post-1716783023938291382011-09-26T00:15:00.000+01:002011-09-26T00:15:08.529+01:00(Not) Still Picture<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">20 Maio 2006</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><br />
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