Scappare II.*

Um 'scappare' que se transformou num 'ontsnappen'.
O meu destino já não é Milão, mas sim Eindhoven.
Afinal há alguém que não anda a dormir.

foto Rita Rocha.

Just because you feel it, doesn't mean it's there.*

You are the blood flowing through my fingers
all through the soil and up in those trees

You are electricity and you're light
You are sound itself and you are flight

You are the blood that I may see you
You are the blood in me

You are the earth on which I travel on
You are the earth under my feet that I may travel with you

You are the earth on which I write the circumstances
You say what you want from me

You are the solitude that goes against me
You are the choir in which I dream, in which I sleep, in which I wander.

[a música que não me sai da cabeça] Sufjan Stevens | 'You are the blood'
foto Bat for Lashes
* Radiohead | 'There there'

Scappare.

Carry my joy on the left, Carry my pain on the right.

foto daqui.

There's no map. *

There's definitely no logic
To human behaviour
But yet so, yet so irresistible. *

*Björk | 'Human Behaviour'
foto do sítio do costume.

Pritzker 2009.

Hoje o dia foi dele.

Peter Zumthor, o arquitecto do ano.

foto tirada pelo miguel.

She's back.

Dia onze de Julho, o dia volta a ser dela.
E eu vou lá estar.

Optimus Alive 2009.

extremamente difícil escolher uma foto daqui.

Couldn't agree more.

foto daqui.

Quando se acorda com músicas na cabeça.

' Like a soul without a mind
In a body without a heart
I'm missing every part '

Massive Attack | 'Unfinished Sympathy'
foto daqui.

Not again!

do sítio do costume.

Oh skins!

Emily: What do you do if someone you love lets you down? Really fucks you over?
Thomas: We must try to stop loving them.
Emily: And is that possible?
Thomas: No, I don't think so.

isto tudo ao som de André Herman Düne | ' Smalltown boy ' [cover dos Bronski Beat]
foto daqui.