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visitante	Publicado: 03/12/2020 23:07  Atualizado: 03/12/2020 23:07
	Re: Em pêlo e a galope... Muito bom!

Enviado por Tópico (Namastibet) Publicado: 08/12/2020 18:58  Atualizado: 08/12/2020 18:58 Subscritor Usuário desde: 03/12/2020 Localidade: Azeitão/Setúbal Mensagens: 480  Defeat, my defeat ... Defeat Kahlil Gibran 1883-1931 Defeat, my Defeat, my solitude and my aloofness; You are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs, And sweeter to my heart than all world-glory. Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge and my defiance, Through you I know that I am yet young and swift of foot And not to be trapped by withering laurels. And in you I have found aloneness And the joy of being shunned and scorned. Defeat, my Defeat, my shining sword and shield, In your eyes I have read That to be enthroned is to be enslaved, And to be understood is to be leveled down, And to be grasped is but to reach one's fullness And like a ripe fruit to fall and be consumed. Defeat, my Defeat, my bold companion, You shall hear my songs and my cries and my silences, And none but you shall speak to me of the beating of wings, And urging of seas, And of mountains that burn in the night, And you alone shall climb my steep and rocky soul. Defeat, my Defeat, my deathless courage, You and I shall laugh together with the storm, And together we shall dig graves for all that die in us, And we shall stand in the sun with a will, And we shall be dangerous. Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

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(Namastibet)	Publicado: 26/12/2020 19:27  Atualizado: 03/01/2021 14:58
Subscritor Usuário desde: 03/12/2020 Localidade: Azeitão/Setúbal Mensagens: 480	As simbologias e os cimos O principio e todos os lugares, a gnose dos dedos São os meus dez medos cerrados como rochedos Abertos os da mão grossa com a outra, a leve, ingrato O gesto colado à boca, assumo o que digo, gesticulo Outra conversa, pois é comigo que me estou sentando, Ou estava, correcção dos meus falsos ecos, dizendo Do que fui antes, era quotidiano, sem espaço quanto Tudo o que faço, a diferença entre mim e eles, dedos Falantes sim, pois só os leves e o livre voa sem peso, Sou ambos, neste caso o voo plano dos sem jeito, leões Com os pés dobrados num cepo tosco de faz de conta, Pau de madeira, pobre e seco, actor, cão pisteiro, Figuras que eu próprio crio sem êxito, irreais quanto Eu mesmo e na mesma proporção dos cimos través Dos quais me acrescento por aproximação ou defeito, Pasmo perante a estranheza com que desejo o manto, O abstrato, ainda que com consentimento, mais que por Volúpia em excesso, digo de mim para mim até me Convencer do oposto, que é não estar em meu poder Alterar o ruim e o grosso, o fraco em falangista canalha. Clandestino, é como me afiguro perante o universo, E nem a fantasia me desliga, do vulgar substantivo E da arte decorativa, evocada por cegos da cabeça Aos pés, sincero malabarista, dez dedos mal situados De cada lado do corpo, equidistantes uns dos outros, Equilibrando todos os locais, o mundo que conheço, Corrosivo, gástrico, florescente em ácido abdicante, Mas meu princípio e fim, assim a Terra e essa gente, Princípio meio e fim J.M.

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(Namastibet)	Publicado: 01/01/2021 17:49  Atualizado: 01/01/2021 17:49
Subscritor Usuário desde: 03/12/2020 Localidade: Azeitão/Setúbal Mensagens: 480	Re: Em pelo ou em galope

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(Namastibet)	Publicado: 01/01/2021 17:50  Atualizado: 01/01/2021 17:50
Subscritor Usuário desde: 03/12/2020 Localidade: Azeitão/Setúbal Mensagens: 480	Re: Em pelo ou em galope