New chapter!




To my "family" from Thailand: what a nice surprise to read Tangui's texts... Can't figure it out what exactly happened to me in the story... hours in lethargy, static, listening to the waves? Did I go crazy? Are you gonna kill me next chapter, Tangui-Bob? Well, it's nice to think that altough spread all over the world, there's something left from us... goog feelings, a crazy story, the hope to meet again!
Miss you all!
Bunny




25 years ago Joy Division ended...

"Instincts that can still betray us,
A journey that leads to the sun,
Soulless and bent on destruction,
A struggle between right and wrong.
You take my place in the showdown,
I'll observe with a pitiful eye,
I'd humbly ask for forgiveness,
A request well beyond you and I.

Heart and soul, one will burn.
Heart and soul, one will burn.

An abyss that laughs at creation,
A circus complete with all fools,
Foundations that lasted the ages,
Then ripped apart at their roots.
Beyond all this good is the terror,
The grip of a mercenary hand,
When savagery turns all good reason,
There's no turning back, no last stand.

Heart and soul, one will burn.
Heart and soul, one will burn.

Existence well what does it matter?
I exist on the best terms I can.
The past is now part of my future,
The present is well out of hand.
The present is well out of hand.

Heart and soul, one will burn.
Heart and soul, one will burn.
One will burn, one will burn.
Heart and soul, one will burn"

Home is a state of mind



7 pm, I wrote my name and gave them a check.
The women told me that was supposed to be an important moment for me... Was it? I'm too numb.
I'd love to have a tent and live everywhere, but I believe that would be too tiring ;) So I bought a house! ... Would love to buy a huge one in which all my friends could fit, but that would be too expensive!
So it's a small one, there's a fire place and plenty of room to dance and roll in the floor. Gunda can finally come and paint the walls, maybe not the giant Buddha from the story but perhaps giant words whispered by a poet friend of mine ;)
Lemme think about a girl and a boy happily going, laying down naked on the floor, laughing and splitting red wine in the new carpet; talking about new jobs and dogs; late chats and cats; kids and fried ribs; bubbling baths on candle light; tight hugs; pillow fights; electricity bills...
Why am I so sad?
Wondering what tomorrow brings, the two still laying down, this time in the sofa, staring at ach other. I can't see.
Do you really care?
How much?
Do you really like me?
How?

We don't have a balcony. But we have windows opening to let us fly.



Silent walk



Tira os sapatos se quiseres
...
Caminha calado, sozinho, contigo
...
Quando regressares verás que respiraste o mar
...

(fim de semana na Murtinheira)



Sugar and spice

To Wei:

"Little girls are sometimes sugar,
sometimes spice,
but always nice."

Miss you!