my religion

there is no action before action takes place by itself,
a mind nurtured by a constant blood stream of wellness
derived from a simple truth, omnipresent,
as if something living beyond us
supports our own beliefs though within ourselves.

Cyclic as us,
relying on a moment that is itself,
unmesurable by time,
we are all and everywhere.

simple my religion on unanswerable questions,
of everything possible, true and visible.

as simple as that

music makes me dream.
love makes me live.

butterfly sidekick

my mind burns and stirs,
my blood lives by itself.

fed on the salt of sweaty tears...
my body has its will and everything else follows.

i hurt out of nothing,
fight for whats not mine,
and dream of things long gone.

this is me just as much as my own denial.
its just me wanting to be me.
plain and simple.
oh yeah.

emocoes em alvoroco dizes tu...

nao serao elas unicas e governantes?
havera pulsar que nao o que vibra e incomoda e se sente
sem que por isso tenha de incomodar?
que outro viver havera que nao o que nos poe em marcha
e nos torce os bracos e acaricia de estalos e beijos sobejos de calor?

o alvoroco...
a vida em alvoroco,
emocoes em alvoroco...

em que outros modos haverao de existir?
eu certamente nao os conheco...

big heart

this life's an avalanche
wishes of wish it was
feels as mine

ecstasy's kick
on a wild blood stream
beggin to be set free

blossoming eye lashes
warm wakening morning
memories, i wish it to be

my heart's too big to explode
it weighs inside of me
and waits...