Alimento Minh'alma.

24 de agosto de 2011

Faço das minhas palavras, docemente pronunciadas pelos cantos da boca, destoando aos ouvidos dos mais incrédulos, pequenas doses de um vício que procura suprir a falta de uma concatenação de ideologias. Uma autofagia que cada vez mais se torna impossível sustentar.
Consome a alma, a falta de contestações. Aquela, que tanto necessita das interrogações, não pode contentar-se apenas com pontos finais ou migalhas e segue na busca de outras palavras que promovam um acalanto capaz de prover um vazio criado por uma involução.
Falta o principal alimento, aquele capaz de manter em pé a vontade bela e ao mesmo tempo tão extraordinária de admirar, não que os demais alimentos sejam insignificantes, cada um deles atuam com perfeição a sua função, mas o principal seduz. Diferente de uma sedução física resistível, o que se preza em uma contestação e o que a faz irresistível é a forma como sua inteligência consegue formar uma razão imperceptível e impensável. A grosso modo, a sensação da descoberta do novo que ludibria ou anestesia a alma.
É como se faltasse a conversa com o próprio autor do livro lido, mesmo que apenas no imaginário. É simplesmente um sentimento indescritível de falta e encontro ao mesmo tempo, senão seria apenas mais um pedra pelo meio do caminho. Alimento minh'alma das mais divesas maneiras à procura do meu ser e do encontro dos meus fracos princípios que pouco sustentam minha autofagia. É indubitavelmente ininteligível e resta pena aos que se monstram na mesma situação.

"A gente não quer só comida
A gente quer comida
Diversão e arte..."

O Lapso

Impressões pessoais #8: Marionete.

10 de agosto de 2011

Quando Lula assumiu a presidência da República Federativa do Brasil muitos corações brasileiros estavam repletos de esperança. Toda aquela esperança depositada em uma pseudopolítica de esquerda foi pelo ralo quando o governo lulista reafirmou a política herdada do governo de FHC que dava enfase às diversas frações de classes participantes do bloco de poder dominante. Pior, dentro do cenário externo extremamente favorável, o que se pode afirmar foi a perda de uma rara oportunidade para firmar o país. Mais uma vez o sistema pão e circo prevaleceu, bolsas de todos os tipos floreando uma política assistencialista que acabou por desfavorecer a saúde e a educação. O que o presidente mais fez durante todo seu mandato foi mostrar seus maravilhosos números e como o Brasil estava disparado rumo ao desenvolvimento. Diante de tudo isso, vendo a nossa nova presidenta, recentemente eleita, em meio a uma crise econômica mundial, dando várias entrevistas dizendo que o Brasil está seguro e que não temos que nos preocupar, tenho a nítida impressão de que se trata apenas de uma marionete sendo controlada pela corja-legado do antigo presidente. É triste saber que, politicamente falando, o nosso país está morto e sem perspectiva de mudança.

O Lapso.

Rolling in the Deep.- Adele

8 de agosto de 2011

 

Compositor: Adele / Paul Epworth

There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark
Finally, I can see you crystal clear
Go head and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I'll leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and its bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love remind me of us
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it with a beating
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
We could have had it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
It all, it all, it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it
You played it
You played it
You played it to the beat

There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark
Finally, I can see you crystal clear
Go head and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I'll leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and its bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love remind me of us
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it with a beating
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
We could have had it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
It all, it all, it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it
You played it
You played it
You played it to the beat

There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark
Finally, I can see you crystal clear
Go head and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I'll leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and its bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love remind me of us
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it with a beating
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
We could have had it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
It all, it all, it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it
You played it
You played it
You played it to the beat

Tempo Certo.

3 de agosto de 2011

Se todos os dias fossem iguais, qual seria a razão de pensar no passado? Cada dia que virá é complemento dos dias que passaram e esperança do dia presente. O que pensei ontem já não é a mesma coisa do que penso hoje e nem chega perto do que posso pensar amanhã e cada experiência diária nos remete a pensar nas decisões que foram tomadas no passado ao passo de poder corrigir as futuras decisões ou ao menos aprimorá-las.
A questão é que quando as situações são vividas as decisões não esperam pelo amadurecimento que chega ao tempo certo. A sensação que temos é que se as mesmas coisas que aconteceram no passado acontecerem hoje, o resultado com certeza seria diferente. Repare que não estou falando em arrependimento. O arrependimento acontece, por exemplo, quando a gente tem duas opções conhecidas para a mesma situação e após a escolha de uma delas o resultado não agrada tanto como poderia ter acontecido com a outra opção. Já o amadurecimento, surge uma terceira opção que existia, mas que não era vista como tal ou até mesmo desconhecida.
É claro que apenas na dimensão dos desejos, quem não gostaria de saber o resultado de um pseudo-presente? Quantas vezes não ficamos imaginando e criando em nossas cabeças novas situações que nos intrigam pela sua possibilidade. Quando é que sabemos que o tempo certo é mesmo aquele se sempre podemos criar opções, ou seja, o tempo passado dentro do seu contexto será sempre tempo certo, e aqui volto às primeiras palavra ditas no que toca a um tempo certo que sempre será complementado por um tempo futuro. A pergunta que fica é: cada um tem seu tempo?

O Lapso