People Are Strange...

Deixo-vos então com a nova sonoridade do meu blog. Uma música que eu simplesmente venero!
Espero que gostem...

The Doors - People Are Strange

People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when youre alone
Women seem wicked when youre unwanted
Streets are uneven when youre down

When youre strange
Faces come out of the rain
When youre strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange, when you're strange

People are strange when youre a stranger
Faces look ugly when youre alone
Women seem wicked when youre unwanted
Streets are uneven when youre down

When youre strange
Faces come out of the rain
When youre strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange, when you're strange

When youre strange
Faces come out of the rain
When youre strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange, when you're strange

Ginasticar!

Achei por bem por o pessoal que visita o meu blog a ginasticar!
Espero que gostem!




P.s.: Pedro... o meu blog acabou de subir exponencialmente no grau de deprimência

Muchas gracias ao senhor Pedroncino pelo prémio atribuido a este humilde blog!

1- Este prémio deve ser atribuído aos blogs que considerem serem bons, entende-se como bom os blogs que costuma visitar regularmente e onde deixa comentários;

2 - Só e somente se recebeu o 'É um blog muito bom sim senhor, deve escrever um post incluindo: a pessoa que lhe deu o prémio com um link para o respectivo blog; a tag do prémio; as regras; e a indicação de outros 7 blogs para receberem o prémio;

3 - Deve exibir orgulhosamente a tag do prémio no seu blog, de preferência com um link para o post em que fala dele;

Aqui seguem os proximos premiados por minha excelência Horácio:

1 - A Minha Teia

2 - Transparencies at the act!

3 - Vitamina Y

4 - Ideias e Pensamentos de um E.T.

E fico-me por aqui, pois os outros blogs a quem queria atribuir o prémio já foram premiados por outros bloggers :)
Obrigado Pedroncino por tornares este meu espaço um pouco menos deprimente! LOL

É simples!

É um sentimento impregnante
radiante e libertador
faz-me pensar que de agora em diante
se desfazem os muros em meu redor

Pelas brechas que se propagam
entram agora alguns raios de sol
e sinto um calor que me renova
que me dá um novo alento

Ainda consigo sentir
o cheiro a mofo a esvair-se
que agora dá lugar a um novo ar
que agora dá lugar a um novo sentido

Uma simples mutação de espirito
não é tão simples como parece
leva-nos tempo e vontade
para nos vermos livre de toda a ambiguidade

Digital Freedom

Estive a explorar um site fantástico que me foi dado a conhecer pelo meu colega bloguista Vitamina Y.
Neste site podemos criar as nossas proprias composições artisticas :)
Reparem bem no que me saiu...


Experimentem! Vão ver que não se arrependem!
Caso resolvam "criar" alguma coisa deixem-me o comentário com o link...
Um bom fim de semana :)

Janeiro = Época de Exames

Ora bem, como devem saber estou em época de exames...
Não está a correr como esperava infelizmente, porque vou ter de fazer pelo menos um recurso por falta de 0.25 pontos... Mas isso é uma longa história.
Quem diria que no último ano ia ter de estudar como nunca estudei na minha vida!

Então decidi vir por este post pedir às alminhas e querubins, a todas as entidades magnanimes e santas que me ajudem com os meus estudos e que vertam a luz da sabedoria sobre a minha cabeça.

Prometo que se me safar desta deixarei de roubar doçes a crianças, que não usurparei a imagem do coelhinho da páscoa e farei jejum na páscoa(não inclui jejum de álcool).

Sim! Sou bastante religioso! (Amén...)

Dave Gahan - Hourglass

Ora bem, senti que deveria falar um pouco sobre o novo album de Dave Gahan(vocalista dos Depeche Mode).Tive a oportunidade de ouvir o album com atenção e acho que é imprescindível para os fãs do género.
É um album que vale a pena ouvir com certeza.



"Este é um álbum que revela um lado diferente - mais negro e profundo - de Gahan, que se distancia, assim, das estruturas mais pop das canções dos Depeche Mode."
-in http://plano-alternativo.blogspot.com/

Entre as minhas faixas preferidas destacam-se "Endless", "Down", "Saw Something" e o single "Kingdom".
Fica aqui então a minha sugestão. Espero que gostem...

Vai em frente rapaz...

Uns opinam
Alguns repreendem
Sem querer reprimem
Aquilo que sentem
Sinto que chegou a hora
De tomar aquele passo
De me deixar levar pelo desejo
Sem grande embaraço

Não se trata de sorte
Tão pouco de coragem
Apenas de um novo trilho...
De fazer da minha vida uma nova imagem
De pegar neste quadro
E parti-lo em bocados
Para que de novo possa ser pintado
Com nova tela

Força não me falta...

Why do you write in english?

I don't really know...

Too hard to cope (almost forgot the title)

Lets try something different now,
just to see if these events can be revoked.
Firstly, why does one always look for answers and does not bother to look down at the core question?
Should the question be that important?
Is this question really that important?
Am I making any sense? No.. Anyways, too many questions already!
Secondly, I shall not make this a question.
Thirdly, if you lose your touch, you lose it until you keep in mind that there is no path you can follow.
Finally, another question - damn, another question? - why am I always questioning myself?

Leaving the delusion aside, I will focus on what to do now.
I feel it now, I feel it coming, not like the other times... at least I like to think so!
I really hope that the wind and the trees can have a new meaning...
The cars and the lights and the fuzz and the emotion
and the ...
and
and all the stray lines that blur my thoughts

My New Year's Resolution

I decided I should change my blog soundtrack, for this song stalks me everywhere I go...
Take a moment to listen.

Editors - When Anger Shows


It creeps all over you like a dull ache
Think of all the things your hands could make
It pulls you to the ground like soaking wet gloves
The change in your face when anger shows

In that moment you realise
That something you thought would always be there will die
Like everything else

These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to tell me its ok
These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to tell me its ok

You are a sleeping lion in your bed
I will not wake you
You're the moment
Love has passed
We all must learn to hate you
You're a memory from before
Please don't let me forget you
You're the wolves at my door

In that moment you realise
That something you thought would always be there will die
Like everything else

These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to tell me its ok
These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to tell me its ok

How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know what things are worth
If your hands wont move to do a days work?
How can you know...

These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to tell me its ok
These thoughts I must not think of
Dreams I cant make sense of
I need you to tell me its ok

Happy Birthday

Flummox

Welcome me dissolution
For which I have long awaited
With new found hope
Have me step out from this land
Escape from the gloom elated

Have me turn it into a box
Have me turn it into a single thought
And let us flow
Let the mould on our shoulders dry
And let us leave this decay

The charcoal taste in my mouth
Has kept me bitter for long enough


Have it burn
Have it shine
Have it learn
Have it die


[image dissected by orochi on Ps CS3]

And it wears me out, it wears me out, it wears me out, it wears me out...

Truth be said...

I am only a victim of your mischief

Music Challenge

1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, Xmms, Audacious etc. on Shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

1. How would you describe yourself?
Led Zeppelin - Houses Of The Holy [A very happy yet still a rock n' roll song, maybe as my personality!!?? ]

2. What do you like in a guy/girl?
Blackfield - End Of The World [This was a nice surprise! hard to explain, but a very good answer to this question...]

3. How do you feel today?
Apocalyptica - Burn [Hmmm... contemplative...]

4. What is your life's purpose?
Led Zeppelin - Going To California [Couldn't have chosen better "made up my mind, make a new start..."]

5. What is your motto?
Opeth - Death Whispered a Lullaby [You can always experience the good side of bad events]

6. What do your friends think of you?
Opeth - The Funeral Portrait [I leave that for them to answer]

7. What do you think of your parents?
Goldfrapp - Lovely Head [My dad always whistles...]

8. What do you think about very often?
Black Label Society - Suicide Messiah [I don't think about suiciding, nope, but the song rocks!]

9. What do you think of your best friend?
Lupercalia - Aegypto ad Siciliam

10. What do you think of the person you like?
In Flames - The Quiet Place ["and then I close my eyes..."]

11. What is your life story?
Blasted Mechanism - You Never Gave Me Nothing [I cannot take any meaning from this one...]

12. What do you want to be when you grow up?
Depeche Mode - Never Let Me Down Again [Something that will not let me down :)]

13. Your Favorite Love song?
In Flames - Clayman [Hahaha!what a great love song!at least it's one of my favourites]

14. What is your biggest secret?
Radiohead - We Suck Young Blood(Your Time Is Up) [Damn!now everybody will know...]

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I would like to leave this challenge to my friend Natalie
And of course to any other person that might want to do it.

I'm famous...

Unwinding of the mind

The crippling of the styled
as the bashing of wood
as the beating of bones against one's flesh
through water and stone
so may there be some balance

Such and effort for no acknowledgment

A quick gasp
So there can be light and freedom
Crescent heart beating
So there can be a decent meaning
An innate force that pulls you
through and through

Feelings as such are not to be taken lightly

Study your mind
Focus on what you attain by doing such
The vagueness of your being
can now be lightened
or can even be bruised
Its never one's choice
Yet the results will always have a different taste

Channeling emotions is always an easy way out...


[photo dissected by orochi on PS CS3]

The Unforgiving Stimuli

Soft tunes flowing
through the air springing
as though from a glimpse created
now reckoning the sweet misfortune
that has settled in

As a page that is kept intact
by purpose and by all means
created for this purpose
Speaking its mind and such...

Troubling as it may seem
this soothing sensation
it may be misleading
For in its core lies grief and sorrow

So sweet and soft
and so dorment and so unreal and so passionate and so fake
leading and misleading
and very unforgiving

If only you could....

Wouldn't it be good if you could just start from scratch?
Have a new layout, a new perspective, new friends and families?
Have a new found smile and new found tears?
A whole new meaning?










Yes it would, but you better not trust movies, for they aren't real...

When everybody else refrained, my uncle Johnny did cocaine...

He's convinced that it helps to take away the pain...

Καλοκαιράκι στην Ελλάδα

Καλοκαιράκι στην Ελλάδα - The Video (by Luís/orochi)

Σαγαπώ Ελλάδα

Ah pois é... já não era sem tempo de aqui a minha pessoa postar alguma coisa!
Como ando com falta de inspiração para escrever coisas sem nexo e/ou postar fotos da República Checa e afins, resolvi escrever sobre um pais que ainda não consegui tirar da cabeça:

Ελλάς
como quem diz "Grécia"

Ah pois é! Até grego aprendi a ler! (o que não quer dizer que entenda o que está escrito, mas isso já é outra conversa...).
Perguntam vocês "Mas porquê a Grécia?", e eu respondo:
Não pela história, não por ser chique, mas basicamente pela experiência.
Pela amizade dos gregos, pela hospitalidade, pela diversão, por tudo e mais alguma coisa!
Este pais marcou-me mais do que qualquer outro...
Ainda hoje preservo aqueles dias na minha memória, como se ainda ontem tivessem sido.
Gostava de lá voltar no próximo verão para visitar os meus amigos de novo ou, quem sabe, tentar a minha sorte e ficar por lá uns tempos... só o tempo dirá.

Grécia... Recomenda-se!

Michalis, Anoula, Kelly, Jasonas(only his arm on the photo,unfortunatelly), Kostas, Elena, Irini
Thank you for everything guys :)

Queens of the Stone Age - Feel Good Hit Of The Summer

Nicotin
Valium
Vicodin
Marijuana
Ecstasy and
Alcohol

C C C C C C Cocaaaaaaaine

Queens of the Stone Age - great band, great inspiration, smart lyrics ;)

I amsterdam!

You Belong in Amsterdam

A little old fashioned, a little modern - you're the best of both worlds. And so is Amsterdam. Whether you want to be a squatter graffiti artist or a great novelist, Amsterdam has all that you want in Europe (in one small city).

What European City Do You Belong In?

Tomei a iniciativa da minha amiga blogista aracnídia e fiz o teste. Estou contente com o resultado!
Já tive oportunidade de visitar e de facto senti que era uma cidade que me dizia muito.
Parece que até este site concorda que a cidade a que eu pertenço é tudo menos "Funchal"!

Are you a bad person?

Being tired of these squally days, it is maybe time to consider a new set of rules:

1. Waiting and thinking have always been a solution.
2. Trying a different approach may have a better result.
3. Confiding may also be important, yet highly dangerous.
4. Looking ahead is an important key, but keeping in mind what went away is a better one.
5. Learn!
6. Use this to your advantage.
7. CONGRATULATIONS! You are a better person!

Now seariously...remember:

yours in an everclimbing road.

[photo taken in Višehrad - Praha]

Waiting virtue

I finally have internet connection at home, after waiting for about 1 month...
So keep in touch for further posts.
Take care!
^_^ orochi

Amsterdam is a crazy place...

"Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond."

















[Photos by Luís / Lyrics by Pink Floyd]

Control

If I let you,
You would make me destroy myself
In order to survive you,
I must first survive myself
I can sink no further
and I cannot forgive you.
There's no choice but to confront,
to engage you,
to erase you.
I've gone to great lengths
to expand my threshold of pain.
I will use my mistakes against you
there's no other choice.
I'm shameless now,
I'm nameless now,
I'm nothing now,
I'm no one now,
But my soul must be iron,
'Cause my fear is naked
I'm naked and fearless
and my fear is naked



[lyrics from Tool - Bottom]
[photos by orochi - Vienna]

and the wind it howled
and the wind it groaned
la la la la la
la la la la li
a little bird looked down on henry lee


[lyrics by nick cave / photo by orochi]

From Pardubice to Prague

after you get to the train...

it will take you approximately one hour

to get to Prague...

Beautiful indeed!

(Photos by orochi)

A única maneira de subir é descendo

Doem-me as entranhas
Doi-me a lingua, doi-me a cor
Doi-me o facto de pensar que algo me está a doer
Doi-me a desilusão desta dor
Doem-me os olhos
(Não consigo mirar o horizonte
Tenho a visão ofuscada
Não sou sensível, mas gostaria de não poder sentir)
Doi-me a esperança e a saudade
Doi-me a raiva e a verdade
Doi-me a tentativa de complacência
E doi-me tambem esta insegurança
É neste desassosego que me desassosego.


[Queria escrever algo bonito, algo alegre.
As minhas desculpas mas não consigo.]

Open up and say "aahh..."

Unveil your torments
Show me what you have become
Forget the facade
Show me what is underneath

Give me that wide smile
Show me you care
Look at the horizon
Show me what lies beyond

Manifest your hate
Show me you can love
Hide it all in
but then show me...
Show me all your secrets

Shaking: the very foundations

Only a little push to carry the wave
You may feel some nuisance
But don't be afraid
This is what it feels like.
Why don't you come inside? Feel free.

Feels better now I hope?
How nice of you to come by.
Do you enjoy this place?
I know it's not for sale, but maybe I could rent it...
For free maybe?

Would you like me to go crazy?
I'll tell you a secret...
If you break this chain I am no more
(It's already broken!)
Oh... how interesting...

Criminal

Quantas vezes te apetece mandar tudo para a merda?

Queria ter a coragem de fazer isso.

Mas também... se já não me gramam agora... não ia ser assim.

Como se isso fosse realmente importante.

Deve haver sempre alguem que não nos queira bem não é?

Vou tentar estalar os dedos a ver se dá resultado.

Ou então vou colocar uma cruz de alecrim á porta da minha casa para afastar o olhado.

O que realmente me apetecia fazer era enfiá-la no cú de alguem.

Forget me not

It is too early to be wondering about life(already), but that must be why I find it so entertaining. In thinking about this subject one may try and find some answers, but what one gets in fact are questions - which can be amusing, yet frustrating.
Questions like "why?" and "how?" may emerge and from experience I can tell that trying to answer these is not only a waste of time, but also a waste of thought.
And what about conservativeness? Does clinging to the ideal mean a sick character? Is change always necessary? Can you cope with an all too approving attitude?
I used to have a ready answer in this subject, but now I am confused.
Yet trying to avoid questions and being direct seems to be my problem.
Leaves one thinking... this compulsory feeling.

Sin pelear

Yo desisto
nada es suficiente bueno, nada es bueno para ti
No voy exigir más de mí próprio
Aceleré demasiado mí tiempo....
Yo no estoy en venta
No soy el próximo de ellos

narcotics

I could live easily
forgetting all about the psyche
nothing to mess with my head anymore
it's so nice over there... far better than before
just a quick sip and it will all go away
like some kind of foreplay
I do have mood swings, so why care?
I don't... better for you to be aware
I live walled within, surrounded by bricks
someone once told me

I'm sick off all the bullshits
and sick off the uncanny

after all its only in me I can rely...

Sentenced - End of the Road

Here we are, now lay the burden down
We're coming to the end of our road
Sorrowful yet glorious somehow
To be humming this one last ode
So calm and still... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Fulfilled... it doesn't only hurt to end it now

The funeral

The memories beneath the dust of years
They seem like those of someone deceased
There's no more to be done, or hoped or feared
Just waiting for the final release
So calm and thrilled... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Still it doesn't only hurt end it now

Is life over, this life's over?
Or has it only just begun?
It grows colder, starts to moulder...
Coming apart yet still not done
Forever one

SENTENCED were:
VILLE LAIHIALA vocals
MIIKA TENKULA lead guitar
SAMI LOPAKKA guitar
VESA RANTA drums
SAMI KUKKOHOVI bass

May they rest in peace.

(Please) Calm my cries

Why is it that when everything is perfect nothing is perfect?
Porque é que quando tudo é perfeito nada é perfeito?

Why is it that when you most expect it you never get it?
Porque é que quando mais esperamos nunca o temos?

Why is it that we always aim to what is impossible?
Porque é que queremos sempre o impossivel?

Why do we always end up being hurt?
Porque é que acabamos sempre magoados?

Why do we never realize that we should not complain?
Porque é que não entendemos que não nos deveriamos queixar?

I could go on with this...
Poderia continuar...

rΣmnanT δf lifΣ

I just want to kill this pain
Can't stop this madness
I fall prey for this feeling, ignore it in vain
For this is what brings my sadness

Usually at night is where it thrives
Making me mad, leaving me in despair
It whispers in my ear, it shrives
I try to ignore it, finding it hard to bear

It's no use trying to break free
I have created my own wall
Created from remnants of my debris
From which alongside I cannot stroll


I hope that this can stop
For I fear my head might pop

And with the last rays of the setting sun...

(whispers)

Enjoy the view while it lasts,
for you should, let it haunt you,
this moment...

Think about what you became
What about all of those surrounding you?
Don't you ever think about them?
Don't you ever think about what they think about you?

Enjoy the scenery...
Haven't you noticed that black spot?
Just over there...
Doesn't that remind you of something?
I bet you it does..

I find it ironic, the way you deal with your shit!
Try to be a man will you?
Life has given you much,
yet I thought you would be able to learn.

Last warning...
..........................................................

SHUT IT! GOD DAMN IT!

2

It's been two years since I first posted on this blog ...
Let's hope for two more ...

In remembrance of a near past

Now when I look back I see that change was not what I really wanted. That feeling without any name now gets me angry, sad, worried.. Still cannot tell how I felt when I first knew... Now days pass by and all seems so dampened. Why this... ?
There are still a lot of things that I cannot explain about me and my life.
My manner, my selfishness...
You will always be present.




















Farewell, you will always be missed...

In your eyes

As you see me across the room,
you notice that I'm nothing
but a blurry picture.

See... that aura that surrounds me?
Relax... There's nothing you can do.
There are certain things that I need to solve.
There are subjects in which you shouldn't meddle.

As you see me walk away,
you start to wonder:
"Why is he in such a mess?"
These days I'm nothing
but a blurry picture.

I'm not trying to compensate for anything...

Lamúria

Profundamente e em silêncio, olhando o céu, lembro-me das ondas, que me levam,
juntamente com as minhas memórias já parcialmente esquecidas.
Intrínseco nesse momento um sorriso flutua nessa brisa,
subindo e descendo e morrendo dentro de mim.

Nunca havia antes reparado,
durante todo este tempo
o que guardava cá dentro...
aquilo que nao conseguia ver
algo que nem consigo descrever.

E essas ondas que me levam, levam tambem tudo o que me sufoca,
tudo o que magoa dentro de mim.
Para além deste horizonte está o meu sonho,
guardado pelo murmurar de vozes choramingando ao vento.

Avista-se ainda uma tempestade, que se refunde
em todos estes pensamentos que me surgem quando tento adormecer.
Quando me dou conta estou olhando de novo para o céu,
e uma corrente de ar passa...

Moonlight Sonata

At last,

(damned reaper to hell),
there are seven days light
the song, you sing is depressing
Running about saving the day
The noise is pride again today
Why is thy wildly smoking?

Demon of time
He is probably a highlight
Put out passion, no slide, day into night
A clouded heaven saves a black jay
or so they say...
The voice is pride again today
Wildly making oneself merry... 

Katatonia - Distrust

Running my way towards oblivion
Inside my head electric insomnia
In your mind i'm fed with distrust
Heading for anything better than this

I want to be forgotten
I want you to forgive
How I'm losing all this
It's just the way I live

Running my way towards oblivion
Inside my head smokescreen's gone
Leaving all this to be undone
Heading for anything better than this

Running my way towards oblivion
Outside my head only the dark
In your mind i'm the end of it all
Heading for anything better than this

Right

What do you think about these?

• Like them?

• Hate them?

Tell me why then, I'm free to listen.

5.06

Had I the courage all would be different...
Have I the will all will be different... In due time.

I'm running slow motion from this burning low compulsion
I suffer because from it I will learn not to suffer,
For all the air in the atmosphere will never be sufficient


And all these words are just my ghosts.
That's what I keep saying to myself,
Weakness will not enter!

Rosa

There were times I meant to say:
"I love you..."
"Thanks for looking after me..."
"You shouldn't worry so much..."
But instead I kept quiet.All that I could manage was sometimes a "Hmm..." or an "Ok..."
Sorry for not trying my best
Sorry if you felt I wasn't there for you anytime you needed


Please be safe...
Please look after me...
I will always love you mom
I will never forget you
Thank you for all you've done for me
I am very proud of you!
Please be safe...

Quando a mente está bem longe...

É o que tem acontecido comigo nestes ultimos dias.
Aproximam-se as férias... sente-se o verão "no ar".
Mas nestas alturas não me vem á memória a praia, o mar...
Vem-me a memória um sitio que tenho cá guardado.
Podia dissertar sobre quão fechada e limitada é a minha ilha,
mas isso já todos nós sabemos não ja?
O problema em questão é quando a saudade aperta,
e quando a situação em parte não o permite.
Tudo o que posso fazer de momento é ter esperança.
Esperança de conseguir re-visitar esse meu sitio.

Dou por mim de férias, cá na ilha,
mas em vez de aproveitar o bom tempo fico-me a moldar
essa esperança, a reforçá-la, a canalizá-la.
Certa parte dos momentos que passo agora são a pensar no que poderá ai vir,
ou não.