Uma ilha é um pedaço de terra rodeado por água por todos os lados, menos por um: por cima. A não ser que esteja a chover.
Uma ilha é um pedaço de terra rodeado por água por todos os lados, menos por um: por cima. A não ser que esteja a chover.
In kate moss model fashion moda photos fotografia summer Verão praia beach
Kate Moss under the sun
Posted on 30 julho, 2010
Olhe, se faz favor! Quero uma torrada sem pão.
“People have started to make very nicely produced music, but without soul.”
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Have a nice weekend :p
Posted on 24 julho, 2010
In Ilha da Armona Olhão Algarve férias praia calor Verão holidays summer hot beach Praia do Barril
Praia do Barril
Posted on 23 julho, 2010
In music música Youg Gods Gardez les esprits achustic acústica
A gift for you all...
Posted on 20 julho, 2010
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Poder felino
Posted on 19 julho, 2010
In Ilha da Armona Olhão Algarve férias praia calor Verão holidays summer hot beach
Ilha da Armona
Posted on 17 julho, 2010
Estou de volta!
As férias foram curtas, mas valeram bem a pena! Até já me sinto com mais forças. :D
Num dos dias fui à ilha onde passei férias muitas e muitas vezes na minha infância e adolescência. Já não ia lá há muitos anos. Foi muito bom recordar e sentir aquele calor, os cheiros, ver as casas, o senhor das pipocas, o restaurante do Sr. Tolinhas, que faleceu há uns anos atrás, e uns miúdos na beira do caminho a vender conchas pintadas à mão, tal como eu já fiz. Um dia óptimo!!! :D
Vou de férias por uns dias. Poucos. Não irei actualizar o blog. Mas prometo que volto dentro de pouco tempo. Divirtam-se!!
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I'm going for holidays for some days. Not many. I won't be updating this blog. But I promise I'll be back soo. Enjoy yourselves!!
In indie sonic youth lp New York City Ghosts and Flowers
Small flowers crack concrete_ Sonic Youth
Posted on 08 julho, 2010
Small flowers crack concrete
Narcotic squads sweep thru poet dens
Spilling coffe grabbing 15 yr old runaway girls
By frazzled ponytailed hair + tossing them
Into backseats of cop cars
The narcs beat the bearded oracles
Replacing tantric love with
Complete violence
Lights + mirrors dot the city
Inkstained hippies w/ boxed lunch + marijuana
Mystery plays of shit and nothingness
Blessed by colors from a black hat
Blue lights search thru weeds
Searching for the heart of d.a.levy
And the mind he left behind
What didjoo expect? another mystic wreck?
Thats whatchoo got crawling in yr panic net
Whatdidjoo bring me? not a goddamn thing yet
+ whatdidjoo leave me? another tombstone dream yeh
O salacious mansion, the boys held for ransom
Didja see where he's gone? the blasted summers dawn
Fucked up in cleveland fucked up in cleveland
Short flight to nothing heavens up to something heavens up to something
Levys up to something levys up to something
Death poems for the living gods of america
Plastic saxophones bleat, bleed for nothing, nada
Cops crashing thru doors infuriated by silver charms
Of suburban smoke
At war with patches of red dirt glitter
And bluejean fucking
+ protest
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Narcotic squads sweep thru poet dens
Spilling coffe grabbing 15 yr old runaway girls
By frazzled ponytailed hair + tossing them
Into backseats of cop cars
The narcs beat the bearded oracles
Replacing tantric love with
Complete violence
Lights + mirrors dot the city
Inkstained hippies w/ boxed lunch + marijuana
Mystery plays of shit and nothingness
Blessed by colors from a black hat
Blue lights search thru weeds
Searching for the heart of d.a.levy
And the mind he left behind
What didjoo expect? another mystic wreck?
Thats whatchoo got crawling in yr panic net
Whatdidjoo bring me? not a goddamn thing yet
+ whatdidjoo leave me? another tombstone dream yeh
O salacious mansion, the boys held for ransom
Didja see where he's gone? the blasted summers dawn
Fucked up in cleveland fucked up in cleveland
Short flight to nothing heavens up to something heavens up to something
Levys up to something levys up to something
Death poems for the living gods of america
Plastic saxophones bleat, bleed for nothing, nada
Cops crashing thru doors infuriated by silver charms
Of suburban smoke
At war with patches of red dirt glitter
And bluejean fucking
+ protest
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