Mutant controler

Sometimes he's arround, we just can't see him...but we can feel him!
Imploding Mutant Hysteria

Cara Valente

Cara Valente (Marcelo Camelo)

Não, ele não vai mais dobrar
Pode até se acostumar
Ele vai viver sozinho
Desaprendeu a dividir
Foi escolher o mal-me-quer
Entre o amor de uma mulher
E as certezas do caminho
Ele não pôde se entregar
E agora vai ter de pagar
Com o coração, olha lá
Ele não é feliz
Sempre diz
Que é do tipo cara valente
Mas veja só
A gente sabe
Esse humor é coisa de um rapaz
Que sem ter proteção
Foi se esconder atrás
Da cara de vilão
Então, não faz assim rapaz
Não bota esse cartaz
Que a gente não cai, não

Ê! Ê!
Ele não é de nada,
Oi á !!!
Essa cara amarrada
E só
Um jeito de viver na pior
Ê! Ê!
Ele não é de nada
Oi á !!!
Essa cara amarrada
É só
Um jeito de viver nesse mundo de mágoas

Podem achar uma futilidade eu introduzir estas coisas, mas às vezes estas músicas dizem-nos tanto em determinados momentos, que simplesmente nos fixamos nelas...

Hidden place...

The unusual diary of my life is becoming something strange…i live in this rollercoaster of emotions…
Today I lost my virginity in the matter of private dances…thanx to someone who has become, without knowing, one of the biggest pillars in my life P.C.…

Today, even knowing it was by payment, I had one of the most beautiful women dancing on my lap…she is really astonishing…you are reading this and laughing of my innocence…she smelled like roses, shined like silver and smiled like a knife penetrating in ly heart...I’m just a kid and I’m discovering life…everyday is a new day for me…

Everyday life, on the other side, i just revelling that i just want to be happy…respect the other…live, and live…be more than just a factual happening of my life…
The drugs I sometimes taste, the alcohol I drink, do not take my perspective away from what I enjoy…

People suck each other dry, like I said yesterday…if it wasn’t for my 2 true friends, A&A I would be lost in this town…on the other side, I’m finding myself…
Thanx to all who keep me alive…

Imploding Mutant Hysteria

P.S. - The names are unknown because i want them to stay like that...you know who you are...There are actually some more persons whom I’m grateful for reaching this point in my life: You know who you are… but specifically I would like to thank my sis; Killo; Caxuxa; Ju; Xoné; Pereira…

I might be wrong

Hey you...today is the first day of the rest of my life...at least i'm trying it to to be...
After i get some rest tonight, mail a letter i just wrote, i hope another fase starts and that i'm able to step over an uncomfortable moment in my life.

Sometimes we believe that everything is so assured in our lives that when we lose grip, the world seems to evaporate it’s meaning.
I just wanted to communicate…to be a person that was able to explain, as uncertain and unstable that they might be, the reasons of some of my behaviours.

Why are people moved by all theses interests of sucking each other dry…not leaving anything left so that the person can survive? MONEY, MONEY, MONEY…GREED…
Step over everything, every person…we are all becoming isolated perfectionists that are not able to maintain a certain image that is demanded from us…we are all suck dry.

“I might be wrong as 1=2 and 2+2=5”

A new type of beer 

The unusual sound of silence

What is really silence?
Is it the incapacity to recognize any stimuli that comes from the outer world, or is it when we aren’t capable of listening to whatever produces a sound, inside or outside?

Silence can be more a state of mind than a reality. Like white is the total absence of colour but itself is a colour, silence is the total absence of sound but in itself it represents a sound!

Imploding Mutant Hysteria

* Um novo blog em Português e Inglês de expressão variada sem uma temática definida.

* A new blog that uses Portuguese and English to express undefined themes.