Gnus

that leading guy over there is completly astonished by the way that things torn out to be in this place. So cold so dirty, his place in the food chain is increasely being lowered and lowered.. The place of the lettuces is becoming a threat for him.

He's being conored by that big spotted tiger. that carnivorous knows the exact moves to make his heart skip a beat. Going in front is always his duty and being the first to face adversity also is. So with his chin up high he starts the race...

Working the mines

How can one start the project for a new mine, when it feels that the mine where he's working right now it's staring to collapse? Almost all his miners working there don't give a damm about the structure and all those pillar that they've been working on.. You feel that support is being taking out of the stupid hole in the ground.

The top of the mine is ready to collapse, will you just stand there and watch it fall? It's really unpleasant to say the least. When will one get sick of saying "I told you so..", "You should put more effort into it"? Sometimes, you just have to let one part of the mine collapse so that you can save the whole structure. But the biggest question in my mind is.. Which to pick?

This geologist needs to racionalise the crude facts in front of his mind and plan the solution as he learned, in spite of everything that his heart says. Get out of the way, the scientist is in the HOUSE!

Rowing

Is it worth it when your are the only one rowing against the tide? Everyone has just given up and you are the last one with enough strength to.... ohhh f*ck them! Just KICK THEM AWAKE and put them at your side, rowing with you and defeat the stupid embrace of that blueish sickening tide!

But... why Care? Why do I care so much? Always the same old battle inside my tired, stubborn mind... Would it be so easy if I didn't cared, if it didn't affect me so much. How can I create a shell to protect myself from caring so much? She certenly does not care enough to talk with me or solve anything with you.

So what should I do? Just ignore? How do you do THAT?? I gess that button didn't came with this package, when I was born.

State: In need of a ignore button in my mind... while in that I could really use a think of yourself button too.

Corindo

is a crystalline form of aluminium oxide (Al₂O₃) with traces of iron, titanium and chromium. It is one of the naturally clear transparent materials, but can have different colors when impurities are present.


Transparent specimens are used as gems, called ruby if red and padmaraga if pink-orange. All other colors are called sapphire. Because of corundum's hardness (pure corundum is defined to have 9.0 Mohs), it can scratch almost every other mineral. In addition to its hardness, corundum is unusual for its density of 4.02 g/cm³, which is very high for a transparent mineral composed of the low atomic mass elements aluminium and oxygen

Corundum occurs as a mineral in mica schist, gneiss, and some marbles in Metamorphic terranes. It also occurs in low silica igneous syenite and nepheline syenite intrusives. Other occurrences are as masses adjacent to ultramafic intrusives, associated with lamprophyre dikes and as large crystals in pegmatites.  It commonly occurs as a detrital mineral in stream and beach sands because of its hardness and resistance to weathering.

Roads

So many roads before my eyes. Choosing the right one, It's really a tricky question at this point in time. It makes me wonder if I really wanted to come this way, and now with no more time I find my self stuck in this dirt road. I know that no matter road I pick, I'll get hurt, dirty and tired. So, which ought I pick?

Simple paths can set lifes in the most different ways. How can one chose so lightly, the whole future of so many lifes? How can one be trusted that decision? What if that one picks the wrong one?

Can others opinion help at this time? Or is too late to even care about this stupid, odly picking? You've never been a sucker for philosophic enquires. Why do you keep yourself in this stupid state of mind? So many missed calls you have in this mind-mobilephone that you have up your head. Why do you keep insisting in blocking everyone in?

Just choose the damm road! I'm here to help you! :P

Greek temples

Some times I can't help by feeling really in touch with this famous ruins of past times. Having so many columns to support its weight, grounding them in the same place. It's a weird sensation, knowing all the supposed support that you see and feel, but somehow, they are not in the place that they need to be.

At the sight of this old pillars of my life, all the memories, i get frozen inside, and all those old memories are trying to get out and make me feel anything, bad and good try to leak out.. Those are the stuffs that I'm made off. So fast rushing into things that I am, that I haven't realized the position that I was putting myself into.

In this little chapter of my life, I can smell the nasty odor of fear in those cold infuriating look that I find in every single mirror. But what do you fear the most? Is it the work? Studies? Disappointments? Of course not. Is it the loosing? Loosing your friends to other cities, right?

Road end

In the end of the road you're only able to see that white, troubling, scary light coming from that person that is trying to get to you.. 

But do you feel that thingy is worth you leaving that comfortable place that you find yourself in? Does that makes you risk a little bit? You've never confused with someone who is afraid of risks, but god! Oh are they wrong! You're so petrified of that stupid new light emerging from those clouds, penetrating further and further into your hole of a life.

These clouds trapped in my mind are not helping you decide if this is worth it. Should you leave that chair, and try to meet you half way? It makes my bones shiver, your announced return, amazing stupid bright light called hope.

waiting for the train

So much has happened since the last time that i've witten something here... I decided to step in and fufil a
long last desire, that had been burried deep inside my mind for a year now.. I've been chosen, but at what a cost? I realised that the same people that I admire, didn't really trust in my ability to handle things or my seriousness in the application.. It was quite a blow...

Despite all those wrong images of myself that those people i continue as confident, and every more confident by the day. Such a stream of ideas that flow from my mind constantly... sometimes it's hurting me. I will improve both, myself and the organisation that i've been chosen to lead.

My vision is trully different from past liders, I'm trully a coach, since forever, I've been a facilitator a developer. My purpose is not getting into numbers, but into people... not the robots.

I new culture will be born! Don't really care about others preceptions, just my own.

Sitting, hoping, writting, reading, and waiting for the train to come

Last Pillar

Magnificent structure imposing itself on the top of the little hill, promissing that forever would rest upon the sight of everyone in this world.

Eras passed by and rock after rock the building was loosing its place among the peoples hearts, scrumbles rolled down. One of its collumn was lost in the worst storm of words sparkeld only by a lonely cloud. Then the other two drowned in a terrific flood, that killed the liberties of thousands arround.

At this point, the only standing pillar was on a constant struggled with the powerfull elements. The East pillar trying to resist to the tears that were trying to erupt keep the fight to mantain the legacy its proud past.

The winter came, and with it the long coat of white snow covering every single thing in this land. Little translucid crystals entered the structure of the pillar, constantly growing in strenght while the pillar was lossing it's ground.

Eventually a enormous bang was heard across the universe, it was the sound of the last pillar colapsing in the dirt, and then all of the inocence dreams were lost with it...

The legacy was broken..

Never lovers

I find myself in such a terrible anger! This little childish girls have been under my skin and seting roots in my stupid mind for months now, no matter what efforts i've been doing to change this amazingly upseting reality.

I wanna LEAVE, SCREAM, never see one of this nails craved into my naive heart, never seen those smiles that are just a enormous mask covering their fears and disbelieve in another human beeing.

Every single day I have to live with the dead possibilities of sharing and conquering the once most pure heart that my fingers had the possibility to touch.

Those possibilities that I have been constructing in my decent mind will never become a reality, I know this now. So much of me in them, so much that I have lost from all of this, how can I take it back?

I wonder if I ever will think that all of this is worth a posibility of owning one's heart

rosebuds

Oh misterius trees where have i seen you lately? How can i turn you back into this path that you've been commiting to? How can i explain to you that this is your life as much as mine and we have to begin the hard work, not just this words throned in the winds, but red actions..

The storm is aproaching and it's going to hit us in the foreseable future and you just get standing there.. Am i too cautious? To deep in this commitmen, I really have to stop doing those.. Beautiful red rosebuds that are ready to blossom, even if you can't see it i can distinguish a warm light comming out of your petals trying to brust out, but it gets to frustratung trying to make you realise that for yourselfs.

I'm lost in your woods with nothing to scream, nothing to do, all i can do is to get lost between those leafs left by those past actons or try to get the work done alone. You'll be losing the most of it, but i've growned so used to that, that i don't even remember over the eons.

Saliva

Your saliva, what private matter to be passing around, so full of germs, bacterias and viruses.. but still i long to be touched by your stupid saliva.. How much i miss to be tuched by your filthy, dirty and unholly saliva! I should fear it, for all it could cause me. Being a part of what caused and causes me to think unracionally, and i keep on dreaming of it, longing.. desiring it..

So mad that i find myself thinking like a small child with its first crush. How can i tell you that my head fancies you, but my heart is still offering so much resistence? Should i simply give up? I ought to be more persistent in this heart affairs! But how can i be more than nothing? How can i fall in you with this lack of saliva that i encounter right here? Still expecting for the future, always hoping to never look back.

Have i told you latetly

So many days that have passed by and you feel like it's yesterday. 'til this awfull day comes and you realised that you've been stuck in time for a while now, and this ungratefull feeling fills you up and you just need to break free of this miserable cycle.

Wondering how, dreaming of what it could be, wishing for the present never to pass you by. I'm missing the future to be. Stupid river of expectations that leads to that desert of sand and sorrow.. Where are those maps that pin point those amazing oasis that colour you up and give birth to fantastic forms of life in your mind?

Death is always present everywhere, in every person one day or another. I'm just sorry about all those magnetic things that still trap me into the metal of the fabric of your dreams

Cigarrete

Yet another cigarrete...

I wonder how long it will be 'til i make the final step towards the ending of this curse...

Seeing myself a volunteer prisioner of this stupid thing makes me analising how much of me is already lost in all of this and wich are those wonderfull caracteristics that i trully have lost and those that I will be reganing, as it were a tv contest, after my withdraw.

Gessing that some day i'll have to deal with this stupid question in my mind, that one that had made me see so many nights from the matress. The only way that i'll get the answer will be by putting this thought in practice, make it come true no matter how much it disapoints me and otheres, no matter how it will cost.

But when it will be a good time to do so? I keep on lying to myself, another day wont matter...

Nice day for a murder

Quem me conheçe sabe que detesto quando vejo blogs cheios de letras de músicas, no entanto, e correndo o risco de ser hipócrita, não pude deixar de me tentar exprimir por intermédio desta música, e da letra maravilhosa e que tão bem se ajusta ao que se vai passando pela minha cabeça, aqui fica para quem tiver pachorra de ler e/ou ouvir.

No one sees
No one sees
Nobody sees me
No one wants
No one wants
Nobody loves me
I will take a ride up to the moon
I'll eat myself a stranger
Won't feel nothing at all, Won't taste nothing at all

Nice day for a murder
I wore white to your murder

Lap it up
Lap it up
Just like cream
Can't you see it's the beverage of the bees
I will take a ride up to the moon
I'll eat myself a stranger
It's not so bad
Once I get past his taste.