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its 1 am and the sleeping beauty is lying right next to me snoring( A person on my bed).... whereas i am wide awake with the energy to stop a train- ok maybe i have the energy to stop a car- or maybe just a roach. point is - at times like these : vacations!, there is no need to sleep early , thus there is no need to wake up early ; and if we keep on doing this , the vacations will have vanished in front of our eyes like magic, and what is worst : we will no have believed it. Eventhough i know what the side effects of a lazy vacation leads to;i have no urge to change my behavior. Alright! i had the urge to change - i even made a schedule- a healthy , extremely healthy vacation schedule- but do i follow/??? noo, never does my body agree with my mind- as if separed it is willing to do something of its own....something the brain commands without my knowledge.: subconsciente.
i crave the need to write better informations , instead of just blabing out useless info. however i am certain that those friends that once visited here will no longer visit - and no one else will ever stop to read or to comment.. so basically this is like talking to my self by means of internet... funny... exept that there r no possible ways to make the design of this crapola blog criative - i am no genius of technology.. so there is no possible way to alter this physical state of incapability.
i think i´ll just go stare at the wall and meditate- i have a dozen books to read- but hey i´ve got my whole life to do that. and what is a whole life? just another moment before death takes you away.

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hj eh simplesmente um dakeles dias que eu nao tenho nada a dizer- a nao ser pelo fato de que estou altalmente feliz com a minha vida- sem namorado- mas com uma familia maravilhosa- amigos pra tudo quanto eh canto- e coisas absurdamentes monotomas que sao super legais de fazer (como ficar no computador.. ou ir a casa do seu primo ou sei lah..)
acho que a vida vive dando voltas- minha familia nao estah diretamente se dando bem - as a matter of fact - esta finaceiramente nada bem, mas overall eu estou feliz e todos parecem estar em uma simples harmonia...
bring out the love , bring out all the love.. estou num momento of sreding the joy...

another one of those useless critiques-coments

the failure of the human in temptive to change- here i am at home frenetically trying to change my hair color, i've went from blue to purple to yellow to green to purple and green to yellow againd when the color faded, all intelocated with patches of black hair. Anyhow thats not the point, as much as i would like chanes to be done, i have the need to change thing out of the bloom for my self, i have a necessity to seek this need, in fact we all do, we all seek new things, or new friends or new ads, or new news in the media- all in all in the end you end up looking like the media even though it was never your intention. Like hairs, i never wanted to change my hair color until someone someday brought me a hairdye- you see other people influence other people- y did i have my hair colored- i have no fucking clue... because i just fucking felt like it, but soon enough this "like" became obssession, always the needing the wanting to call atention, well i could go on and on about the trobled mind that persuits the female head or the teen head, but, man; who gives a shit?!!!!

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essas mulheres

O Rico e o Pobre são duas pessoas.
O Soldado protege os dois.
O Operário trabalha pelos três.
O Cidadão paga pelos quatro.
O Vagabundo come pelos cinco.
O Advogado rouba os seis.
O Juiz condena os sete.
O Médico mata os oito.
O Coveiro enterra os nove.
Diabo leva os dez.
E a Mulher engana os onze.
(Nelson Rodrigues) >__________________________________________________________________________

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Voltando ao assunto religioes e Deus- existem varias religioes que acreditam em reencarnacao, ou melhor dizendo a vida de volta ao seu estado material . Voce morre -fica como espirito-sendo pura alma - e reencarna- ganha um corpo de materia. Tah, ok, existem tambem auelas religioes que acreditam que ao morrer vc se integra ao todo, tipo se integra de tudo onde que comecou. Como uma flor , quando morre entra em decomposicao e ajuda o adubo, e se integra ao todo, volta a sua origem, por assim dizer. Muito intriguinte- ate gostei disso- soh ha, em minha opniao, uma falha- somos nós individuos, certo? Quando agente se intrega- acabou-se o individuo- acabou-se a independencia- instead- somos dependentes de todos outros fatores.....