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Gloom

for no reason but the pulsation of the night, i feel industrial. rust and grit were my crib and oily tweezers made me, now plastic hugs my shape and a price tag far too high hides my eyes. i am clockwork, even if broken.

(um dois um dois experiência

já vi que sei dizer o oposto

do que me parece

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Birmânia

não sei que te diga, fizeste-te encarnada como quem achou que agora é que é venha o toiro que lhe pego pelos cornos. veio o toiro mais os cornos e fez-te mais encarnada ainda. e ainda que esvoacem por aqui boas vontades, não há quem as encarne para poderem entrar sem limpar os pés, de bandeirola hasteada e um rubor santo nas bochechas mais o fatito e o chapelito e as meias justas até ao joelho - olé toiro olé, larga esses cordeiros que agora é comigo.
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não sei que te diga.

Lingo

(for Raimunda)

Oxford English Dictionary

Lingo n. (pl. -s or -es) colloq. 1 foreign language. 2 vocabulary of a special subject or group. [probably from Portuguese lingoa from Latin lingua tongue]

Snow White and the Chocolate Muffin

even as snow white opened the door, she was certain she would find the old lady with the apple standing on the porch again.

'i've told you before, evil queen, i'm not falling for the poisoned app'

but what she saw stopped her in her tracks. gleaming in the late afternoon sun, scores of chocolate muffins neatly arranged in a basket. held up to her by a beautiful young girl - blue eyes and red hair and freckles and all - who smiled the shiniest smile s.w. had ever seen.

'for you, madam. we live next door, my mom has just baked these delicious chocolate muffins to welcome you to the neighbourhood. and there's enough for the seven dwarves as well - we can only imagine how difficult it must be to make ends meet when you have eight mouths to feed everyday.'

'oh i don't know what to say, oh you shouldn't have, oh that's awfully sweet, oh they look positively scrumptious', s.w. muttered with teary eyes as she accepted the generous token. 'are they really chocolate, no funny mixtures? i have a very sensitive stomach, you see, my gastroenterologist says that's what keeps me this slender.'

and she grabbed one of the small round muffins from the basket, admiring its deep brown, its inviting glaze, its tempting chocolate chips.

'nothing but pure chocolate', the little girl replied, 'none of that cheap processed cocoa powder crap.'

in her rapture, s.w. failed to aprehend the hint of the girl's last word, surely unfitting her gracious innocent countenance - and in ecstasy sunk her newly polished teeth into the tender dough.

intense delight spread through every single nerve of her body, only to be chased by convulsion. nausea. both her hands covering her mouth, the muffins scattered all over the floor. back sliding down the doorpost. the whole world in a crazed spin. with her last remaining energy, s.w. searched for the little girl. but she was nowhere to be seen.

a pitch-dark voice echoed above the treetops the very moment s.w. lost consciousness.

'oh did i mention ricotta? i hope you're not lactose intolerant. muhwa. muhwahaha.'

The dead of night

in it there's often light.

Amsterdam Housing Inc.

you get what you can get, and we don't want to hear another word on the subject. we don't care if your landlady has left all the closets full of her underwear, it's not our business if the landlord wants you to pay for the 1957 oven that ceased to work, we couldn't be bothered if they hold you responsible for the asfixiation of their petunias, cold drafts or gas leaks aren't our problem. what were you expecting? incidentally, there's a waiting list of 5.218 poor bastards for this property. and my favourite cocktail is a Fuzzy Navel.

Uji

"Quem quiser tomar conhecimento com a planta de chá, nas melhores condições de prosperidade e em mais belas galas de aspecto pitoresco, tem de ir até Uji, distante quinze milhas de Quioto; escolhendo de preferência um dos primeiros dias de Maio, quando os rebentos novos começam vicejando, o que marca o início da faina da colheita.

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[...]

O quadro é deveras aprazível. Após uma banal estação de linha férrea, estende-se a cidadezinha garrida, com as suas vielas muito limpas e a fila de lojinhas abarrotada de vária mercancia.

Depois segue-se o rio, de águas límpidas e frescas, rico de tradições de glória; galga-se a ponte em arco, entra-se no bairro das chaias, dos hotéis, em tal quadra povoados de fregueses galhofeiros e de gentis mulheres, as gueichas, que cantam ou dedilham no inseparável chamicen;

e vêm depois os campos, vastos campos de chá a sucederem-se pelo horizonte fora, cuidados como jardins, em longos alinhamentos de arbustos, copados, arredondados, lembrando enormes manjericos, de delicada rama de um verde escuro bronzeado; no azul distante, alguns famosos templos se recortam."

Wenceslau de Moraes, O culto do chá (1905)

It's alive

this blog;

and kicking!

Big in Japan

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Nihon

não me queixo mas é que não
estou aqui estou no japão
e enquanto lá estiver
façam favor de vir ver
se coloco aqui um póste
algo de jeito ou alguma bóste
se puser é bom sinal
se não puser não faz mal
vou partir e vou na brasa
façam de conta qu'estão em vossa casa
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guess i should have got a fan

i shall soon be in japan

while i go and get back here

do make sure you will draw near

check if there is any news

of pickpockets or a cruise

if i can i will drop by

share a laugh or share a sigh

all the world is mine to roam

so just make yourselves at home

Questions in the shade

the joint-venture of profecy and interpretation, dogma has it that questions reside in the shade.

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"thus spake herlindo the holy guru of antioch: 'lo (ok?) and behold, see you not the shadow of the question-mark and the fashion in which it covers the sun?'."

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centuries down the line, ed velhinho the zenith of hermeneutics announced 'eureka, questions are in the shade'. at present, junior and less inspired scholars, eager of fame and fortune, quarrel in two camps of further interpretation. 'questions melt', say some. 'questions have sensitive skin, possibly freckles', contend the others.

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'questions are in the shade'. and yet, one look through the window will reveal the city lamps all ablaze in broad daylight. and the first warm light of the month too. in the fleeting shade of a passing cloud, irreverent spirits demand justification. '1984 is past and long gone, is it the intention of the authorities to dissipate shade? to dissipate questions? to dissipate opposition? what is in sto' (interruption as sunlight returns, but presently a new cloud appears) 're for us the people? what dark business is at hand? how much does a litre of extra virgin olive oil go for these days? who is responsible for this outrageous waste of energy, and what about the ozone layer? how do i look? is this real silk or are'

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and instantly summer arrives solid (if brief), no clouds in sight and the lamps all shining, and like a herd the populace moves to the seashore, unquestioning of the blackness of the sand, the propriety of topless, the concrete on the dunes, the price of icecream, the ridicule of many a bikini blockprinted with orange flowers and bright green hummingbirds on an acid yellow background.

Dogma

know thyself om nama shivaya

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tommy is a dog she must be male

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your eyelids are heavy you're feeling tired you're feeling sleepy you're you're snap

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blondes prefer men

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belong

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violets are violet oranges are orange greens are green icecubes can be blue

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i was sleeping just before i woke up

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!enif eb ll'uoy dna eit a no tup

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it was not the doctor's fault

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you're almost perfect we're almost perfect look around you it's almost perfect

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it pays to unbelong

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they're next to nothing (nothing's breath stinks)

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care we

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hay is to be what bee is to see and she is to me

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i hope you didn't hope you'd see the light shivaya om nama

Não perguntes

que eu não

digo

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