YouTube - Shakira - Waka Waka (This Time for Africa) (The Official 2010 FIFA ...

YouTube - Shakira - Waka Waka (This Time for Africa) (The Official 2010 FIFA ...

failing to write something about the world cup before the first game, why not compensating it doing it be fore what can be the last?

It's time for Africa!

That's all

You know reading this last post gave me a new vision on things, especially on those that I've never done or experienced. I must say that my eyesight seems greener now and I don't know why.

Maybe Carpem Diem? Seize the day, I used to love that expression and what it meant, it used to be liberating and out of routine... But now? PSSt! it's just the same shit I see every day. All I hear is advertise, and stupid for that matter.

How many times does a friend of yours, come up to you, with a something and says you should do it, because you don't live forever?

I know in introspective that my behavior doesn't accompany the tune of my words, and that my reasoning is most certainly blurred with the plain simple sin of envy and jealousy. But one must wonder from time to time, how many crack heads still say Carpem Diem?

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Do you know that history has a tendency to repeat it self?

In this 93% full moon night...

It's a little bit funny
This feeling inside
I'm not one of those
who can easily hide

It's just so amazing to do things you never did, to do something for the first time. It's just so amazing to get out of your confort zone and feel something deep inside you. Whether it's good or bad, it's this things that shape who you are. I don't think I would be the same person if I hadn't done what I did just now. I dont' try things just to try them, or because everyone does it. When I do something I want to do it to define myself, to see what I can do, how that makes me feel, how that makes other people feel. I overthink stuff. But sometimes I also overfeel them. And the hard things to do are the ones you feel the most, the ones that hit you right in the core. And this was a hard thing to do, and it scared the hell out of me. But I like this fear, it makes me feel alive. I'm old enough to know what I want, and I'm learning to be brave enough to fight for it. 'Cause this life is mine and no one else's, and if I don't do the things I want, no one will do them for me...
I learned a lot about time in my physics class, but the only thing important about time is that it goes by too damn fast.

Make the best of what little time you have.

breath taking, replay

Funny how flying seems like falling, every time

I was goin’ where I shouldn’t go 
seein’ who I shouldn’t see 
doin’ what I shouldn’t do 
and bein’ who I shouldn’t be 

a little voice told me it’s all wrong 
another voice told me it’s alright 
I used to think I was strong 
but lately I just lost the fight 

funny how fallin’ feels like flyin’ 
for a little while 
funny how fallin’ feels like flyin’ 
for a little while 

I got tired of bein’ good 
started missing that old feeling free 
stop actin’ like I thought I should 
and went on back to bein’ me 

I never meant to hurt no one 
I just had to have my way 
if there is such a thing as too much fun 
this must be the price you pay 

funny how fallin’ feels like flyin’ 
for a little while 
funny how fallin’ feels like flyin’ 
for a little while 

you never see it comin’ till it’s gone 
it all happens for a reason 
even when it’s wrong 
especially when it’s wrong 

funny how fallin’ feels like flyin’ 
for a little while 
funny how fallin’ feels like flyin’ 
for a little while 

I was goin’ where I shouldn’t go 
seein’ who I shouldn’t see 
doin’ what I shouldn’t do 
and bein’ who I shouldn’t be

A cube, flowers, a ladder, a horse and a storm

Once upon a time, I entered a black room, all black from top to bottom and from side to side. Mysteriously it had no doors or windows, I didn't know how did I entered there, but it didn't matter, because I felt safe, calm and peaceful.

The room was big, and there was a ladder laid on the left wall of the room, and on the wall just behind me there was a chalk bar. All the rest of this cubicle room was empty.

I stayed still for many moments, just looking around, but there was nothing to look at… so I picked up the chalk, and started drawing, a dribble on the floor, for starters… a curve here and there, and some straight lines, strangely it ended building up to be a nice flower, covering the whole floor.

And again I stayed still for many moments more, looking at the flower I drew on the floor, suddenly a flower, wasn't enough, I wanted more… so I erased it all and instead of drawing a flower I drew a bunch of them, and in this rampaging drawing fever I turn to the right wall and started drawing an animal to pasture in this filed I was creating.

I drew a horse on the right wall, a mustang to be precise, a free, stubborn and strong horse, and the most beautiful thing anyone has ever seen.

Moments passed I would change and adapt my drawing to what I deemed perfection, but while doing that I noticed that the flowers didn't grow, they just bloomed and nothing more… And I needed to change this.

I thought about it for a long time, and I finally remembered that flowers need water to grow, so I walked up to the front wall and started to draw some rain, but some rain wasn't enough, so I drew a bit more, and then more and more and more… until It became a storm! But the flowers weren't growing, and then I remembered that flowers need light to grow also. So I drew a light, a lightning bolt. And the flowers started growing, reaching my knees.

This happened all once upon a time, but yesterday my friend said that this is just a metaphor for my life… Is it really?

I'm still here...

Piracy control

see this.

and then this:


Who's right? one the other? both? or Maybe all three?
P.S.: Although i do not support piracy, i also feel that this isn't the way to fight it.

Toranja - Carta