from ashes to ashes

e lá vem aquela introdução de vômito...
sobe a garganta - queimando - e volta.

(SAI DE MIM). eu aperto minha mão bem forte mas não ajuda em nada

Invictus

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I am the master of my fate.
I am the captain of my soul.

às vezes eu tenho a sensação arrebatadora de uma mão com unhas longas que me crava do pescoço ao ventre e arranca meus orgãos internos num movimento ágil

a imagem nítida entrecortada por pequenos momentos de distorção, como no canal que não pega bem. a voz do sílvio caldas interrompida de súbito por um catarro na garganta. um cisco no olho quando admirava uma bela paisagem.

sabe o que mais?

i gotta go.

Bab'Aziz

There are as many paths to God as there are souls on Earth.

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- But where is this gathering?
- I don't know, my little angel.
- But do the others know?
- No, they don't know either.
- How can you go to a gathering without knowing where it is?
- It suffices to walk, just walk. Those who are invited will find the way.

*

My son, don't be satisfied with a drop of water.
You have to throw yourself into His stream.

*

- If the baby in the darkness of its mother's womb were told: "Outside, there's a world of life, with high mountains, great seas, undulating planes, beautiful gardens in blossom, a sky full of stars and a blazing sun... And you, facing all these marvels, stay enclosed in this darkness...", the unborn child, knowing nothing about these marvels, would not believe any of these. Like us, when we're facing death. That's why we're afraid.
- But there can't be light in death because it is the end of everything.
- How can death be end of something that doesn't have a beginning? Hassan, my son, don't be sad at my wedding night.
- Your wedding night?
- Yes. My marriage with eternity.

*

The people of this world are like the three butterflies in front of a candle's flame.
The first one went closer and said "I know about love".
The second one touched the flame, lightly, with his wings and said: "I know how love's fire can burn".
The third one threw himself into the heart of the flame and was consumed. He alone knows what true love is.

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He who has faith will never get lost, my little angel.
He who is at peace won't lost his way.