o pensador é o pensamento, o conhecedor é o que é conhecido, o possuidor é as coisas possuídas.



(jack london - memórias de um alcoólico, 1913)

killing in the name of!



(rage against the machine - killing in the name, 1992)

"tem calma o caralho!"



(cartaz manifestação 15 Outubro - Porto, 2011)

- nein nein nein nein nein nein!


indignem-se!!!


(inglorious basterds - quentin tarantino, 2009)

i didn't waste time,
i just walked right up and saw that
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
the sea's the possibility


(patti smith - horses, 1975)

born like this
into this
as the chalk faces smile
as mrs. death laughs
as the elevators break
as political landscapes dissolve
as the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
as the oily fish spit out their oily prey
as the sun is masked
we are
born like this
into this
into these carefully mad wars
into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
into bars where people no longer speak to each other
into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
born into this
into hospitals which are so expensive that it's cheaper to die
into lawyers who charge so much it's cheaper to plead guilty
into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
born into this
walking and living through this
dying because of this
muted because of this
castrated
debauched
disinherited
because of this
fooled by this
used by this
pissed on by this
made crazy and sick by this
made violent
made inhuman
by this
the heart is blackened
the fingers reach for the throat
the gun
the knife
the bomb
the fingers reach toward an unresponsive god
the fingers reach for the bottle
the pill
the powder
we are born into this sorrowful deadliness
we are born into a government 60 years in debt
that soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt
and the banks will burn
money will be useless
there will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
it will be guns and roving mobs
land will be useless
food will become a diminishing return
nuclear power will be taken over by the many
explosions will continually shake the earth
radiated robot men will stalk each other
the rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms
Dante's inferno will be made to look like a children's playground
the sun will not be seen and it will always be night
trees will die
all vegetation will die
radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
the sea will be poisoned
the lakes and rivers will vanish
rain will be the new gold
the rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind
the last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases
and the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
the petering out of supplies
the natural effect of general decay
and there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
born out of that.
The sun still hidden there
awaiting the next chapter.


ouvir



(charles bukowski - dinosauria, we, 1992)

URL: http://able2know.org/topic/91839-1

madeira.
LOL.

(there's something about mary - bobby farrelly and peter farrelly, 1998)

dizem as velhas da praia, que não voltas:

são loucas! são loucas!

(amália rodrigues - barco negro, 1955)

la cattiveria dei buoni è pericolosissima.



(il divo - paolo sorrentino, 2008)

perguntara à empregada da loja: "é impermeável?" e obtivera como resposta: "nenhuma gabardina permanece sempre impermeável. à prova de água, sim."
e quando lhe perguntei o que significava ser à prova de água, respondeu-me que era melhor comprar um chapéu-de-chuva.


(sylvia plath - a campânula de vidro, 1963)

won't you show me what begins at the edge of town



(battles - atlas, 2007)

when i was younger, so much younger than today 
i never needed anybody's help in any way 
but now these days are gone, i'm not so self assured 
now i find i've changed my mind i've opened up the doors  


(Portugal de 4)



(bananarama - help!, 1989)

- if you were to die right now in this moment, where do you think you'd go?
- heaven.
- really?
- yeah. sure.
- oh... okay. have a nice day!
(i think they were muslims)



(jesus camp - heidi ewing & rachel grady, 2006)

i've got an island in the pacific
and everything about it is terrific


(anita o'day - an occasional man, 1962)

a própria definição de "saúde" mental é a capacidade de participar na economia consumista. quando investimos em terapia, estamos a investir em comprar.



(jonathan franzen - as correcções, 2001)

please don't go,
don't go, don't go away
please don't go, don't go
i'm begging you to stay


equinócio de Outono, 23 de Setembro de 2011, às 09h05m

(kc & the sunshine band - please don't go, 1980)

yes, it's a good day for singing a song,
and it's a good day for moving along
yes, it's a good day, how could anything go wrong,
a good day from morning' till night



(perry como - it's a good day, 1955)

(epifanias de fim de Verão)

parece um romance policial, visto daqui - disse Jack. - podridão moral a rodos. é o que as pessoas lêem no Verão.



(don delillo - submundo, 1997)

- it's official. i'm in love with Summer.


((500) days of summer - marc webb, 2009)

i'm having a really nice day
really nice day
really nice day
why don't you come out to play
come out to play
come out to play


0 !!!


(eric idle - really nice day, 2006)

and you know well that i
don't give a damn about anything but you

1


(dirty beaches - lord knows best, 2011)

girl surfer girl my little surfer girl


2


(beach boys - surfer girl, 1963)

now i sit by my window
watch the sun goin down down
and i see all the people
walking around and round
every tear rolling down
is a lesson learned
are you too old to turn
are you too young to burn

3


(sonny & the sunsets - too young to burn, 2009)

- passa-se alguma coisa consigo? - perguntei com precaução.

- passa-se - disse ele - que me arrependo de tudo, de tudo, arrependo-me de tudo, mas não se preocupe porque já me passa.

(juan josé millás - os objectos chamam-nos, 2008)

enfim, sente-se que aquele homem se limita a fazer pagar exactamente o que lhe devem e a pagar o mais tarde possível aquilo de que é devedor.


(ah, a crise...)


(stendhal - o vermelho e o negro, 1830)

há saudades nas pernas e nos braços.
há saudades no cérebro por fora.
há grandes raivas feitas de cansaços.



(álvaro de campos - ah, um soneto..., 1931)

for i long to have your long arms about me,
but i know i'm crazy to even try,
i'm leaning on a lamppost outside the party,
and crying my eyes out for the hundredth time


obrigada pela descoberta, Rosa


(gigi - the hundredth time, 2010)

you and me,
(ohhh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
you and me,
nobody baby, but you and me
(hey, hey, hey)
you and me,
(my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my)
you and me,
nobody baby, but you and me



(penny and the quarters - you and me, 1970/75)

ouvir



(shigeru umebayashi - yumeji's theme, 1991)

- only unhappy people are bad dancers.

(9 songs - michael winterbottom, 2004)

entre shots, piercings, 
t-shirts de guevara e gel, podes não acreditar
por algumas horas no axioma frágil do teu corpo.
esfumas-te, como eles, no espelho de um bar
qualquer, país de enganos e baratas. e
quase gostas disso, quase: a música de punhais,
servil, um certo e procurado desencontro.
um táxi te ensinará depois o caminho de casa
- ou o seu contrário, pois só ali (anónimo
e desfocado) eras finalmente tu, ou podias ser.   



(manuel de freitas - ode à noite (inteira), 2002)

- for every shadow, no matter how deep, is threatened by morning light.

(the fountain - darren aronofsky, 2006)

ouvir




(funki porcini - purrfect, 1996)

- i don't know how to play chess, but to me, life is like a game of chess.



(exit through the gift shop - banksy, 2010)

meet me down by the river
lay me down and pull the trigger


(breakbeat era - ultra-obscene, 1999)

há uma bailarina a dançar
à minha frente
no capot do rolls royce
de perna arqueada
o braço no ar
a bailarina
que roda



(mécanosphère - bailarina, 2004)

i may look cute and cuddly, but inside... granite!



(cats & dogs - lawrence guterman, 2001)

love everyone, every leaf, every ray of light.



(the tree of life - terrence malick, 2011)

a brevidade do seu pescoço destruía qualquer esperança de elegância.

(e. annie proulx - crimes do acordeão, 1996)

veja-se as armas, por exemplo. desde que os chineses inventaram a pólvora tem havido um grande progresso na confecção de estrondos: do foguete ao canhão, do petardo à cápsula altamente explosiva. e exactamente quando os grandes explosivos estavam a chegar à perfeição, o progresso encontrou no átomo um estrondo infinitamente maior. mas quando esse estrondo que conseguimos provocar é capaz de fazer explodir o mundo, talvez tenhamos progredido demasiado.


(ronald wright - breve história do progresso, 2004)

segunda-feira.
pensamento do dia.
(viernes, a partir de las 18:00; domingos, a partir de las 17:00).

nos santos populares beija-a. ou é ela. nos santos populares, de madrugada, não há beijos urgentes. são naturais como os milagres dos santos populares. porque é que ele treme? encontra o lábio dela, os dentes, a língua dura e perscrutante. a saliva dela sabe bem: alecrim, alcachofras, hortelã. quando se afasta ligeiramente, vê-lhe a boca. ela sorri um sorriso de triunfo, sucesso, patifaria, enlevo, deleite. está a divertir-se. é muito excitante este sorriso. ela beija a sorrir. continuam. mais húmido, mais fundo, mais trocado. à medida que o beijo vai crescendo a cara dela transfigura-se. agora, quando ele de novo recua para perceber a cara que beija, encontra-a com os vincos da dor. e embora não a conheça, beija-a pela mulher que é e pela mulher que pressente nela. nunca se sabe como acaba um beijo. aquele foi em lágrimas copiosas.


(luís januário - um beijo nos santos populares, 2005)

i'm walking on sunshine , woooah
i'm walking on sunshine, woooah
i'm walking on sunshine, woooah
and don't it feel good!!!




(katrina and the waves - walking on sunshine, 1985)

je ne veux pas travailler
je ne veux pas déjeuner
je veux seulement oublier



(pink martini - je ne veux pas travailler, 1997)

at the dark end of the street
that is where we always meet
hiding in shadows where we don't belong
living in darkness to hide our wrong


(james carr - at the dark end of the street, 1967)