Vidas passadas

Descobre qual foi a tua vida passada para saberes qual a tua missão nesta vida...

Nelly

BOM CARNAVAL!!!

"Catch", The Cure

"Yeah I know who you remind me of
A girl I think I used to know
Yeah I'd see her when the days got colder
On those days when it felt like snow

You know I even think that she stared like you
She used to just stand there and stare
And roll her eyes right up to heaven
And make like I just wasn't there

And she used to fall down a lot
That girl was always falling
Again and again
And I used to sometimes try to catch her
But never even caught her name

And sometimes we would spend the night
Just rolling about on the floor
And I remember even though it felt soft at the time
I always used to wake up sore...

You know I even think that she smiled like you
She used to just stand there and smile
And her eyes would go all sort of far away
And stay like that for quite a while

And I remember she used to fall down a lot
That girl was always falling
Again and again
And I used to sometimes try to catch her
But never even caught her name

Yeah I sometimes even tried to catch her
But never even caught her name"

"Big Fish", Tim Burton

"They say that when you meet the love of your life time stops and that´s true!"

Ruby Gloom

http://www.redhotplanet.co.uk/doe/rubygloom/index.html

Gabriel

"I can fly
But I want his wings
I can shine even in the darkness
But I crave the light that he brings
Revel in the songs that he sings
My angel gabriel

I can love
But I need his heart
I am strong even on my own
But from him I never want to part
He’s been there since the very start
My angel gabriel
My angel gabriel

Bless the day he came to be
Angel’s wings carried him to me
Heavenly
I can fly
But I want his wings
I can shine even in the darkness
But I crave the light that he brings
Revel in the songs that he sings
My angel gabriel"

"Gabriel", Lamb

Happy Valentine's Day !!

Mark Ryden

Mark's paintings instantly trigger a warped deja vu. His work recalls a parallel universe of 1950s Golden Books and the whimsy of Lewis Carroll. His cheery bunnies, rendered in the glowing hues of children’s books, are likely to be carving slabs of meat rather than frolicking in the forest. Ryden’s work mingles superb technique with outre images to create a world of strange and disturbing beauty. “At once intriguing and unsettling, baffling and enchanting, [Ryden’s] works ... are subtle amalgams of many sources and influences as wide-ranging as Psychedelic and Vienna School artists Neon Park and Ernst Fuchs, to classical French formalists Ingres and David.”
--Rick Gilbert-Panik

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"She touched the ice and was bruised. To watch she must pause, and so what she caught was never the truth - the woman panting, dancing, weeping - it was only the woman who paused. The mirror was always one breath too late to catch the breathing. Quickly, more quickly she turned to catch the face of her soul, but even when she moved at dream speed she saw the face of the actress, the small curtain closing inside of the pupil.She wanted to smash the mirror and be one. There was a joy of unveiling from which no human joy could call one back, there was joy without feet or voice or warmth, but he mirror revealed only the pyring. If she could not catch the ultimate flame of life, could she detect death?"
Anaïs Nin