lab breaks #2

the path to become frustration-resistant is, ironically, frustrating...

forbidden

bite the  says the id buried deep inside but the desire never surfaces never comes up for air keep away from temptation keep away from its source says the all-rational super ego besides you and i both know it will not happen it was never meant to happen it does not fit it would seem unreal out-of-place bizarre most people would not accept it and you would go mad just trying to figure out why as mad as you are right now for not being able to forget about the  dangling from the tree you stopped going to for what feels like ages an  of the golden kind the one you thought would never appeal to you oh how wrong you were then and how terribly wrong you are now for indulging in foolish dreams and thoughts that will never lead to anything forget it forget about the  let it go it is forbidden

to the faithful departed

muito bom filme, com um elenco escolhido a dedo e com acção e twists q.b. destaque especial para jack nicholson no seu melhor e um surpreendente dicaprio. o único ponto negativo do filme é mesmo o facto de ser um remake dum filme rodado em hong-kong...

as certain as there is a tomorrow

no dia em que haja surpresas inesperadas do outro lado, o mundo estará realmente perto do fim...

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weekender

(hopefully) photos tomorrow...

general knowledge

you must think i'm pathetic. and, probably, you're right...

deafening tunes #24

the rapture - "get myself into it"

disappearing act (haiku #1)

birds fly random patterns
wings move in disarray
scared of moonless flight

little miss sunshine

uma boa surpresa, tendo em conta que tinha visto o trailer há muito tempo atrás e não me lembrava da história. e ainda por cima tem o condão de ridicularizar os beauty pageants infantis, essa coisa do demo...

scent

finally...

tree

o som quase imperceptível do sangue quebrara o silêncio. gota após gota, descendo a cascata das suas pernas. depois da torrente inicial que pincelara uma obra-prima da pintura abstracta em grande parte da parede atrás de si e do chão que pisava. quase como se um balão repleto de tinta carmesim se tivesse desintegrado subitamente.
teimosamente, permaneceu imóvel, desafiando a fúria que a fitava do outro lado da sala.

"o tempo de fugir chegou ao fim"
"o medo sufocante não mais mora aqui"

eram estes os pensamentos que lhe ocupavam a mente enquanto o seu agressor tentava desesperadamente compreender a situação.
nunca tal tinha ocorrido no passado, não teria havido esta (espécie de) pausa temporal que ameaçava prolongar-se até à eternidade. e, principalmente, teria havido som. o som do choro, do terror e, do que mais lhe interessava, da vontade alheia a ser quebrada como se de um pequeno galho se tratasse.
as sementes da revolta tinham sido lançadas, mas haveria tempo suficiente para lhes entorpecer o crescimento.
uma segunda tentativa de alcançar o génio de Pollock através de hemoglobina que não lhe pertencia.

"não desta vez"
"a trémula luz não se apagará"

o líquido som depressa seria substituído pelo sólido quebrar de entranhas calcificadas, pelo desmembramento corporal e pela loucura sanguinária da violência sem sentido.

"acaba hoje"
"acabo hoje"
"mas acabo livre"

lab breaks #1

for a very quick taste of reality, wake up and smell the n,n,n',n'-tetramethylethylethylenediamine...

insert coin(s) for more credits...

i hope the future brings iron lungs for us to breathe cement

outside of a dog #5

pigs in space

it is never going to happen. sooner would the year-after-year desires of beauty pageant contestants [world peace!] come true. the probability of such event is as miniscule as the tiniest pilus in the smallest prokaryote swimming happily in the depths of the oceans. it is as likely as someone that has not bought a lottery ticket actually winning it. maybe even less. it dwells on the realm of impossibility, unlikeliness. perhaps even borderline myth, urban legend or folklore. it is the yeti, sasquatch and/or bigfoot [depending on geographical localization] of actual events. on phytonean terms, it is a non-event. but i would love to be proven wrong.

nonsensical quotes (and you can quote me on that) #6

on the subject of time-keeping: past, present and future could just as well be referred to as regret, numbness and fear...

#666

i have the devil inside me
planning and scheming his evil deeds
waiting the chance to become free
to bring mayhem and plant seeds
of violence, lunacy, hatred and sin
rocks the cage he is in
of weak flesh and doubtful thought
what meek adversary have you got!
for i suffer, struggle and twist
to keep bad omens far away
and in that i must insist
or my soul will rot someday
devil lives inside, it is true
invisible to your mortal human eyes
so, stay away. avoid any surprise
who knows what i might do?

nobel

não é todos os dias que se pode dizer que se tem amigos a trabalhar no lab dum prémio nobel...

cold comes

invariably around this time and, with it, "hearts and thoughts they fade..."