Duas preces e uma revelação, antes de sair de casa

Rainha dos Anjos, Vós que recebestes de Deus o poder e a missão de esmagar a cabeça de Satanás, humildemente Vos rogamos que envieis as Legiões Celestes para que às Vossas ordens persigam e combatam os demônios por toda a parte, refreando a sua audácia e precipitando-os no abismo. Quem é como Deus? Ó Bondosa e Carinhosa Mãe, Vós sereis sempre o nosso amor e a nossa esperança. Ó divina Mãe, enviai os Santos Anjos em nossa defesa, afastando para longe de nós o cruel inimigo.

C'est le malaise du moment, L'épidémie qui s'étend, La fête est finie on descend, Les pensées qui glacent la raison. Paupières baissées, visage gris, Surgissent les fantômes de notre lit, On ouvre le loquet de la grille Du taudis qu'on appelle maison. Protect me from what I want. Protège-moi, protège-moi {x4}.
Sommes nous les jouets du destin, Souviens toi des moments divins, Planants, éclatés au matin.
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls, Perdus les rêves de s'aimer, Le temps où on avait rien fait, Il nous reste toute une vie pour pleurer. Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls. Protect me from what I want, Protect me from what I want, Protect me from what I want. Protect me, Protect me, Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi) {x3}

(On third time "protège-moi" after protect me from what I what I want and at the end it says "Protège-moi" in a whisper).

The sea's evaporating Though it comes as no surprise. These clouds we're seeing They're explosions in the sky. It seems it's written But we can't read between the line. Hush, It's okay, Dry your eye. Dry your eye, Soulmate dry your eye. Dry your eye, Soulmate dry your eye. Cause soulmates never die. This one world vision Turns us in to compromise. What good's religion When it's each other we despise.

Hush It's okay
Dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Cause soulmates never die
Soulmates never die Never die
Soulmates never die
Never die...
Soulmates never die

A glimmer from afar

I lay down by the river, The shadows moved across me, inch by inch. And all that I heard Was the war between the water and the bridge. Turn to me, turn to me, turn to me, Turn and drink of me. Or look away, look away, look away And never more think of me. Carry me, Carry me. I heard the many voices Speaking to me from the depths below. This ancient wound, This catacomb Beneath the whited snow. Come to me, come to me, come to me, Come and drink of me Or turn away, turn away, turn away And never more think of me. Carry me, Carry me away. Who will lay down their hammer? Who will put up their sword? And pause to see The mystery Of the Word...

Um dia ela disse-lhe "guarda o meu silêncio embrulhado em lágrimas dentro de ti". Ele não era capaz disso. O silêncio explodia-lhe em estilhaços de aço nos ouvidos, ensurdecedores no peito, e as lágrimas eram ardentes por cima da alma descarnada.
Um dia mais tarde ela disse "sementes insuspeitas germinaram no deserto".
Ele sentiu-se maravilhado; as bombas negras por explodir tinham sido envoltas por rebentos de flores lilás.
Uma mão inexperiente de jardineiro a querer desfolhar as bombas, uma mão de artilheiro alucinado que queria ser jardineiro e desactivar bombas ao mesmo tempo, criaram mais uma cratera de palavras na areia onde cresciam flores.
O silêncio seguiu-se.
Guardaria o seu silêncio embrulhado em lágrimas desta vez, juntar-lhe-ia as sua próprias lágrimas, e regaria a alma e as suas palavras. O tempo que fosse preciso.

Through the woods, and frosted moors, Past the snow-caked hedgerows I Bed down upon the drifting snow, Sleep beneath the melting sky. I whisper all your names, I know not where you are. But somewhere, somewhere, somewhere here Upon this wild abandoned star...And I'm full of love, And I'm full of wonder, And I'm full of love, And I'm falling under Your spell. I have no abiding memory, No awakening, no flaming dart, No word of consolation, No arrow through my heart. Only a feeble notion, A glimmer from afar That I cling to with my fingers As we go spinning wildly through the stars. And I'm full of love, And I'm full of wonder, And I'm full of love, And I'm falling under Your spell. The wind lifts me to my senses, I rise up with the dew, The snow turns to streams of light, The purple heather grows anew. I call you by your name, I know not where you are. But somehow, somewhere, sometime soon Upon this wild abandoned star. And I'm full of love, And I'm full of wonder. And I'm full of love, And I'm falling under Your spell.

Bestial Love [reedição de 3-9-2006]

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil:
for thou art with me;

Sabes, X, Voltei a deparar-me com aquela citação de Bion, que te enviei por sms no dia em que tudo começou entre nós.

The inescapable bestiality of the human animal
is the quality from which our cherished and admired characteristics spring.

Agora temos mais um poema para estudar, um poma para nos para nos guiar, através do vale das sombras, nas terras mágicas, através dos caminhos da nossa bestialidade e da nossa beleza, ambas inocentes, e as encruzilhadas da nossa inteligência e do nossa consciência, ambas .culpadas.

I was sent forth from the power,
and I have come to those who reflect upon me,
and I have been found among those who seek after me.
Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,
and you hearers, hear me.
You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.
And do not banish me from your sight.
And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.
Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time. Be on your guard!
Do not be ignorant of me.

For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin.
For I am knowledge and ignorance.

[...]

I am shame and boldness.
I am shameless; I am ashamed.
I am strength and I am fear.
I am war and peace.
Give heed to me.
I am the one who is disgraced and the great one.

[...]

For I am the wisdom of the Greeks
and the knowledge of the barbarians.
I am the judgement of the Greeks and of the barbarians.
I am the one whose image is great in Egypt
and the one who has no image among the barbarians.
I am the one who has been hated everywhere
and who has been loved everywhere.
I am the one whom they call Life,
and you have called Death.
I am the one whom they call Law,
and you have called Lawlessness.
I am the one whom you have pursued,
and I am the one whom you have seized.
I am the one whom you have scattered,
and you have gathered me together.
I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,
and you have been shameless to me.
I am she who does not keep festival,
and I am she whose festivals are many.
I, I am godless,
and I am the one whose God is great.
I am the one whom you have reflected upon,
and you have scorned me.
I am unlearned,
and they learn from me.
I am the one that you have despised,
and you reflect upon me.
I am the one whom you have hidden from,
and you appear to me.
But whenever you hide yourselves,
I myself will appear.
For whenever you appear,
I myself will hide from you.

Sim, não teremos medo de nenhum Mal. Não porque estejamos protegidos por "Deus", mas porque conhecemos o Bem e o Mal, e passámos para além. Agora vamo-nos portar bem mal
Vamo-nos portar (para além do) Bem (e do) Mal









Textos:
Psalm 23 of King James
Bion, Attention and Interpretation, capitulo 6, paginas 65-66.
Excerto de "Thunder Perfect Mind"
Imagens:
Luis Royo Dreams 29, 47
Walter Crane Beauty and the Beast (Routledge, 1874)

Wurzburg - Franconia

After the division of the Carolingian empire under the Treaty of Verdun in 843, Franconia became the nucleus of the East Frankish (German) kingdom. Würzburg was the center of this kingdom known as Franconia. Founded in the 10th century, it served as the home of powerful prince-bishops for many centuries.

The eastern division of the Treaty of Verdun was called the regnum Francorum Orientalium or Francia Orientalis: the Kingdom of the Eastern Franks or simply East Francia. It was the eastern half of the old Merovingian regnum Austrasiorum. The "east Franks" (or Austrasians) themselves were the people of Franconia, which had been settled by Franks. The other peoples of East Francia were Saxons, Frisians, Thuringii, and the like, referred to as Teutonici (or Germans) and sometimes as Franks

In eastern Franconia (Ostfranken) was the prince bishopric of Würzburg the most influential state. It was in an effort to curve the clerical influence in that region emperor Heinrich IV granted his future son in law Friedrich of Hohenstaufen the duchy of Ostfranken 1079.

A Francônia era um dos cinco ducados do antigo reino Francia Orientalis (Ducado Francônia do Leste). A área atual era a parte leste deste antigo reino. Até o século X algumas partes de Baden, Palatinado, Renânia, o atual estado de Hessen, como áreas da Turíngia eram conhecidas sob o nome de Francônia.
Durante a Idade Média e até o início do Período Moderno, boa parte da Francônia Superior, em especial aquelas áreas que haviam sido alguma vez parte da Turíngia, caíram sobre controle do Bispo de Bamberg, o Bispo de Würzburg e o Abade de Fulda.
Em 1803, Napoleão incorporou a Francônia na Baviera, da qual até hoje ainda faz parte.

até para a semana...

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-12 [reedição de 3-2-2006]

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Isto foi parte do que estive a fazer hoje. houve progressos na sintaxe, apesar bos blogs e da necessidade de fazer qualquer coisa para luta contra as corporações assassinas

[re-edição de 4-4-06; outra vez Montreal, outra vez Camões, outra vez Cristo, outra vez o Mar Português, outra vez X-girl {versão 0.02}]

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Qual o reflexo lume do polido Espelho de aço ou de cristal fermoso, Que, do raio solar sendo ferido, Vai ferir noutra parte, luminoso, E, sendo da ouciosa mão movido, Pela casa, do moço curioso, Anda pelas paredes e telhado, Trémulo, aqui e ali, e dessossegado:

No meio do oceano, não cartografado, em frente ao desconhecido, mais do que isso, a navegar própriamente no desconhecido... Não temos culpa das normas arbitrárias do sítio do espaço-tempo onde nos encontrámos nascidos. Não fomos nós que as fizémos, não jurámos por elas, não nos foi dado a escolher.
Porquê obedecer?
Porque carga de água?
(talvez apenas a carga de água que está em frente, para atravessar?) versao 0.0

(a arte da vida não será de facto esperar- o mais serena, pacífica e confortávelmente possível- pela morte?
[inspirado em "Jesus de Montreal" (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0097635/),
o Actor-Cristo confronta o Padre adúltero sobre o sentido da vida) versão 0.03

Tal há-de ser quem quer, co dom de Marte,
Imitar os Ilustres e igualá-los:
Voar co pensamento a toda parte,
Adivinhar perigos e evitá-los,
Com militar engenho e sutil arte,
Entender os imigos, e enganá-los,
Crer tudo, enfim; que nunca louvarei.
O Capitão que diga: «Não cuidei.»

a arte da vida não será, mas é, de facto, esperar- o mais serena, pacífica e confortavelmente possível- pela morte?





Hum...?

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texto inicial: Lusíadas; Canto VIII (Parte II), 87 e 89.
fotos: por X-girl, detalhes escolhidos por 0.0

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Requiem for a Dream

I'm your man [serie "देवीमाहात्म्यम" (Glory of the Goddess) nº3; (Juno) versão 0.01]

Caprotina is an epithet of Juno in Her aspect as a fertility Goddess. As Juno Caprotina She is associated with goats (Latin capra, "she-goat", caper, "he-goat") and with figs, both of which are symbolic of fertility: the fig fruit bears many seeds, and goats are well-known for their randiness. Her festival was called the Nonae Caprotina, or the "Nones of Caprotina", and it was exclusively celebrated by women, especially slave-women.

The milk-like sap of the fig tree connects it with fertility, both of Juno as the Mother Goddess—who was after all equated with the Greek Hera, whose spilled breast milk was said to have formed the Milky Way—and of goats themselves, who were often kept for milk (even now a bowl of goat's milk is a part of the traditional breakfast offered in Rome).

Juno Caprotina was usually depicted with goats, naturally enough: on one coin She rides a biga, a two "horse" chariot in this case drawn by a pair of goats; Her dress flows in the wind of Her speed and She holds what looks like a riding crop. On another coin, on which Her portrait is stamped, She wears a head-dress made of goat-hide, with the goat's head over Her own so that the horns are preserved in the back, and the lower jawline of the goat runs along Her own.

Alternate spelling: Capratina.*

...Pleasently at first, then the glide would turn into falling, the falling into panic, and then she 'd wake up...**

If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask me to. And if you want another kind of love I'll wear a mask for you. If you want a partner Take my hand. Or if you want to strike me down in anger Here I stand I'm your man. If you want a boxer I will step into the ring for you. And if you want a doctor I'll examine every inch of you. If you want a driver Climb inside. Or if you want to take me for a ride You know you can I'm your man.

Ah, the moon's too bright, The chain's too tight, The beast won't go to sleep, I've been running through these promises to you, That I made and I could not keep. Ah but a man never got a woman back Not by begging on his knees. Or I'd crawl to you baby And I'd fall at your feet And I'd howl at your beauty Like a dog in heat And I'd claw at your heart And I'd tear at your sheet I'd say please, please I'm your man.

And if you've got to sleep A moment on the road I will steer for you. And if you want to work the street alone I'll disappear for you. If you want a father for your child Or only want to walk with me a while Across the sand I'm your man***.

The other major theme of the Nonae Caprotina was the ritual spiritual cleansing of the city: the fig was known in ancient times as a purgative, and thus associated with the driving out of evil (as both figs and fig-branches were used in the Greek rite of the Thargelia, when Athens was symbolically cleansed), so that the people and the crops might prosper. It may also connect to a symbolic driving out of enemies or bad spirits.*

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textos: 1 *) http://www.thaliatook.com/OGOD/caprotina.html
2**) narrador de "Until the End of The World", falando sobre Claire.
3***.) "I'm your Man" (Leonard Cohen)

Et maintenant, pour quelque chose completement different [versão 0.05]

Trouxe estas imagens da terra do Leonard Cohen, gravadas numa memória cibernética; tal como ficcionado no filme "até ao fim do mundo", as pessoas podem ficar viciadas nas imagens dos seus próprios sonhos.
Mas o que me ficou indissoluvelmente gravado na gelatina do cérebro foram palavras.

Um poema de Wallace Stevens, e uma situação.
A sua leitura, em redor de uma mesa virtualmente decorada com Cognac e cervejas. "Connoiseur of Chaos".
Tal como também ficcionado no mesmo filme de Wenders, as palavras encadeadas em narrativas podem ser a cura para a "adição das imagens".
Mas são poucos, muito poucos os que se questionam sobre o vício que as palavras e os seus latifúndios podem representar.

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He sees the eagle float
For which the intricate Alps are a single nest.*

quero gasolina e gasóleo, gritamos como crias de pássaros,

um cidadão anónimo que, embalado em suor, ouvia na radio o relato do jogo de futebol como se de uma ladainha mágica cantada por uma bizarra mãe colectiva se tratasse
naquela tarde de Junho, o mês do ano que aquela civilização longínqua no tempo dedicou a uma das suas principais deusas,
o cidadão anónimo não queria amor, dinheiro, fama, reconhecimento, o respeito dos filhos,
livrar-se dos remorsos pelo passado,
sexo anal com a mulher,
nem um fellatio da secretária do director.

apenas queria gasolina, e que o calor passasse e que uma chuvada tropical caísse
uma chuvada de gasolina

A violent order is a disorder; and
B. A great disorder is an order.
These Two things are one*

chegar de um país longínquo e imenso, onde as autoestradas cruzam os domínios de centenas de tribos indias nativas, federações de tribos e conselhos inter-tribais. com cidades iguais a nova iorque onde se fala francês,
um país na sua maioria composto por território inexplorado, onde é legal matar ursos por desporto e onde apenas se pode comprar álcool a partir dos 25 anos de idade ...


e aterrar numa cidade escaldante onde os homens e as mulheres choram por gasolina.

This proves nothing. Just one more truth, one more Element in the immense disorder of truths.*

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* "Connoisseur of Chaos" by Wallace Stevens:
http://www.cs.ualberta.ca/~cathy/connoiseur.html

photos: Quebec City & Montreal, 0.03

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ps: And now for something completely differente: o corrector ortográfico de Português do Blogger não reconhece a palavra Fellatio. Propõe substituir por Latifúndio, Gelatinosa, ou Apelativo.

Juno

The month of June was named after her.

the Roman Great Goddess, the Queen of the Gods, Sky-Goddess, Protectress of Women, Mother of Mars, Wife of Jupiter.
Protector and special counselor of the Roman state. As the patron goddess of Rome and the Roman empire she was called Regina.

As each man was believed to have a protective guardian spirit called a genius, so each woman had one called a juno. These guardian spirits (in the plural, junones) may have originally been the ghosts of the ancestors who were believed to watch over and protect their descendents. They were usually represented as snakes (probably relating to the chthonic or underworld aspect of the Dead), and were given offerings on the individual's birthday at the household altar.

The primary feast of Juno Lucina, called the Matronalia, was celebrated on March 1. On this day, lambs and other cattle were sacrificed to her.

The celebration consisted of a parade of married women to the temple of Juno bearing gifts for the goddess. In the homes, wives received gifts from their husbands, and the matron of the house would have a feast for the female slaves belonging to the household.

Another festival took place on July 7 and was called Nonae Caprotinae ("The Nones of the Wild Fig").

Many people consider the month of June, which is named after the goddess who is the patroness of marriage, to be the most favorable time to marry. Lucina was an epithet for Juno as "she who brings children into light."

Juno's own warlike aspect among the Romans is apparent in her attire. She often appeared armed and wearing a goatskin cloak, which was the garment favoured by Roman soldiers on campaign.*

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*colagem de conteúdos web