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