fleeting @ 2008-10-23T11: 20:00 Does anyone out there?
Well, I think not but it never hurts to ask, just in case there might be hidden behind your door, looking through the crack timidamemte. If you are then I think he was grateful that I have asked, is not it? Feel at ease then.
No, nobody, is not it? That You, I mean, this presence - I am feeling a presesnça yes, amazing is not it? - It's just a culpinha, decepçãozinha, compared frustraçãozinha a eu mesma. Sabe, esses projetos pessoais são mais importantes do que você possa imaginar e... Ah, esqueci, não há ninguém aí, nenhum você para quem falar. Está bem, fica o recado para essa presença, a culpinha, a decepçãozinha, a frustrrr... enfim.
Não escrevo aqui há muito tempo, sempre lembrando disso como quem esqueceu um compromisso importante. Acho que isso decorre do fato de que acompanho alguns blogs que acho muito bons. Em geral seus autores atualizam com frequência. Quando não o fazem ou tardam a faze-lo fico esperando com pesar, associando a negligência com o blog a possíveis probelmas pessoais. Entende (quem?)?? Não é por mim, que não mais I can read some stories or download some discs. I wonder what is happening in the life of the blog owner to prevent him from continuing as a project, so ... so, you know, interesting.
Ah, what I mean with all this rigmarole (a litany litany, I was going to continue this because if there is a direct or indirect and other non-direct or "rigmarole" to say things, I get the second option but just to be interrupted to pass the coffee and missed the line of "reasoning") is that when I started this project wanted to be diligent with it, for the same purpose of those who write in a diary. The case is that I never lost the habit of writing, but also I tried not to dwell to write a bolg.
The other case is that we began this live journal (yes, we initiated "Yes, and this time it's not a presence but a person) as part of a project in partnership. This friend and I worked together for a year on a project that we hoped to carry on. Well, he took on, so I left the first stage was completed. This happened more or less at the date of my last post. Not that it worked. As I said, we ended the first step and signed together the project. So I announced my retirement project, and he continued. Meanwhile, this journal should have been something like the prints, manifestations, ramblings I dunno ... of one soul in two bodies (or two souls in one body ?!??).
No wonder they prefer the way litany of saying things. Googd I'm at it.
This separation was not as dramatic, but for me it shook the whole idea that involved the existence of this live journal. One of the reasons why I did not feel comfortable in coming here. I thought to disable it and start another blog, but this volatile behavior ultimately undermine my purposes, and in fact I was not on the moove.
Here I am, dear viewers ... just kidding.
Poor me, poor me ... That was a outburst, was not it?
But apart from the fact that we were two and now I am one, the idea is the same. Write, write, write. No matter what or who.
I think people who ride these cool blogs with music criticism and tra la las. But It's simply not my type.
Although now I felt like telling the sound I've heard a lot lately. Both the sound when the psychedelia of ideas involving his lyrics and arrangements. It is MGMT, some youths who met while sharing the same dorm at a university art somewhere in North America (can not remember if they are estdadunidenses or Canadian). The song hit them, which is not exactly my favorite, called Time to Pretend. Assumption may seem too much, not that guys are some icons thing, but I like them, DAMN! And the message came to me because of my time.
"This
Our Decision To live fast and die young We got
Provision
Now let's Have Some Fun"
I must say that there is a direct association to me that time, I mean, it's tempting, but I was embarking on another line of conduct, a row is nothing spontaneous, much less for me to join it was spontaneous. It caused more of a bitch need to get involved in the professional atmosphere of what I thought I should do ... just because I am trained in it. Since when is it?
Anyway.
What attracted me was the apparent clash of philosophies (butiquinescas, ofcourse), which is bastanete elementary and obvious. But the reflections arising therefrom shall be borne by each, and my led (and continue to lead) to something.
Look, I just like to enter and experience the music in my life in a more dialectical. It could be another piece of music. It could be another band. It could be a book. Today was this band, this song and this section.
It's good to be back!
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