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...

brave? what is to be brave?

bravery is often mistaken with carelessness and ingenuity...
to be brave is not to make a choice, but staying on the chosen path.

sabor a agua.ardente

amor e forte e duro e cruel,
e e quente, manso e faz brilhar...
sol na cara, sorriso aberto, doce de espirito,
pedrada no peito, raiva e dor de furia...

amor es tu sou eu e todos os outros
que sangram e sonham e deixam-se sonhar...

about art I

art is a raw wool blanket, wich (un)confortably rescues us from the cold and ever-growing human stupidity.

sometimes the artist is the stupid.

about art II

art and love are the only possible truly honest forms of existence.