Our bodies are given life from the midst of nothingness. Existing where there is nothing is the meaning of the phrase, "form is emptiness." That all things are provided for by nothingness is the meaning of the phrase, "Emptiness is form." One should not think that these are two separate things.
Qui Mariam absolvisti
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AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS





I


I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.







II

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.








III

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.








IV

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.







V

I walk down another street.


















by Portia Nelson

10 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

(E a dor constante também faz perder a vontade de vencer.)


...vou trocando de esquinas,
talvez resulte.










(...yes,she is.)
:)

Sunday, January 14, 2007 5:01:00 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

...não me vou esquecer de
te acordar







...simples.mente.

Sunday, January 14, 2007 7:36:00 am  
Blogger A estranha said...

Preciso...talvez, de te dizer que fico tão, tão contente...

Preciso que consigas andar por outras ruas... e tenho vergonha deste precisar, tenho ainda a impressão que te afastas quando na verdade me seguras com braços mais fortes e tentas cuidar de mim...

(Yes, I am...)

Beijo-te... encontramo-nos já ali!

Sunday, January 14, 2007 7:46:00 pm  
Blogger 0.0 said...

Sabes amor, às vezes sou só braços.
nem cabeça, nem coração, nem entranhas, nem bacia.

só braços, para agarrar a vida.
Para embalar os bebés.
Para separar lobos e cordeiros,
para estrangular monstros e equívocos.
Para abraçar corpos a chorar.

Agarrar-te-ei, embalar-te-ei, separar-te-ei, abraçar-te-ei sempre, aconteça o que acontecer.

Monday, January 15, 2007 2:41:00 pm  
Blogger Woman said...

Esta rua não tem buracos, caminha de cabeça levantada. Se não fores a acreditar, não te moves de pânico...

Um beijo

Monday, January 15, 2007 3:55:00 pm  
Blogger Frioleiras said...

"I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole"
...
Para onde quer que eu me vire hoje (blogue hoje...) só encontro "holes" !!!...

Está o mundo todo aos circulos !

Será que não há para aí alguns quadradinhos ? ...

Tuesday, January 16, 2007 4:16:00 am  
Blogger 0.0 said...

Andas à procura da quimérica "quadratura do círculo"...

*

Tuesday, January 16, 2007 6:21:00 am  
Blogger 0.0 said...

Woman:
beijo

Tuesday, January 16, 2007 6:22:00 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

(...aconteça o que acontecer. )







...não vou dizer nada mais.
vocês bastam-se.

:)

Wednesday, January 17, 2007 4:49:00 am  
Blogger 0.0 said...

Onde andas a.??????
Volta quando puderes.

Monday, January 29, 2007 4:32:00 pm  

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