Gone with the wind

Gone with the wind

https://youtu.be/dzUWwk29HAk

... and to think that ... we already meant something to each other ... even virtually our bodies trembled with pleasure when we invented crazy imaginations and revealed our secrets to one another .... but today ... today we have become one nothing ... nothing to each other ... everything that made us feel good turned to dust ... and the dust ... is gone with the wind ...

Nothing else to do

When we do everything to be loved and we can not, there is one last resort left: do nothing else.

Therefore, I say, when we do not obtain the love, the affection or the tenderness that we asked for, it would be better to give up and look further for the feelings that denied us. Do not make useless efforts, because love is born, or not, spontaneously, but never by force of imposition.

Sometimes it is useless to try too hard, nothing is achieved, Other times we give nothing and love surrenders at our feet. The feelings are always a surprise! They were never a begging charity, a compassion or a favor bestowed. We almost always love those who love us badly, and despise those who love us best. So, I repeat, when we have done everything to get a love, and failed, there is only one way left ... there is nothing else to do.

More or less...

In Brazil there is a situation that those who do not want to have any more serious relationships live. They use to say they STAY ... A Peruvian girl came to live in Brazil and she could not understand this term. She met a Brazilian guy and started liking him. One day the two of them were in a pub when a young lady passed by and looked at them both very angry. Then the Peruvian girl asked if he knew her and if she had ever been his girlfriend. And he replied: -No! She was my... "more or less" girlfriend. I just STAYED with her... She got confused and disappointed. Then she went to the bathroom, picked up a piece of toilet paper and wrote ... MORE OR LESS GIRLFRIEND ...... Does it have meaning? Thinking about that I'm even worried ... Some people live their lives, more or less how they can ... Having loves, more or less true. But for them the words "more or less" are so long, That they created another one more or less similar - TO STAY
TO STAY is such a difficult verb to understand, but so easy to live ... It is the consumer egoism, it is testing and tasting many "products" ... It is to create a new packaging ... It is to live! AND LIVE!!! But without sharing ... TO STAY is a verb that conjugates good to all those who look for a half-life ... loving always more or less ... But you "more or less" guys shall remember that: for every "more or less" girlfriend, there will always be "ONE MORE OR LESS MAN" ... Then she took the toilet paper with her poem and handed it to the guy saying: Take this paper and clean the shit that you made with my expectations.


Nowadays she says that a lot has changed in her concepts, in her ideas. But not much... Just "more or less"...

Like Crazy

Your silence is the most perfect expression of scorn...That's why I am leaving...

I just do bullshit  in your presence...

When I should speak I get silent,  I say nonsense after another when best should be silent...

I make bad jokes, look like crazy and suffer before, during and after seeing you...

I will not be here anymore because there is no future and this is not the most difficult to deal,  worse is that there is no present and the past is more fluid than air...

I will not be here anymore because there is nothing I can redeem...

My absence is coward but watchful, a bit bogus a bit authentic, because leaving  is a game of patience for me. Vanishing is a risk but also wisdom...

I look disinterested, but I am not, I am leaving because this is the only way for you to always be by my side, even if only in my imagination...

Longing (Saudade) will do more for me than the love I feel for you and for my clumsy and thoughtless stay.

Be happy.

Take him out of your head

You were in love with someone and he drove you away.! It happens more than plane crash disaster with pilgrims and forest fire. Broken hearts is the great national drama. What to do? Not yet released a self-help manual that can eliminate our pain, and friends can only hope a phrase, repeated ad nauseam: Take this guy out of your head!!! It sounds easy... But anyone out there tell me how you take someone from a place so full of mysteries? To like someone is a function of the heart, but forget him is not. It is the task of our little head, which incidentally is ours in terms: there's something in there that acts on its own, without satisfaction. I wish an awareness effort resolve the matter: I do not like him anymore! I do not want to know that boastful! Disappear! One, two and now! It looks like it worked. You go out on the street to test. Yes, you could: windows looked, ate ice cream and flipped through two magazines without shedding a single tear. Until a song begins to play on the radio and everything falls apart. You did not take anything from the head, He is still there, singing softly to you... Tactics. Do not stay home rereading emails or chats and reviewing photos. Go to a party and get dressed to kill! You try but...nothing goes as planned. Couples kissing beside you are like punch in the stomach. You feel like a fool on the dance floor. A guy pulls chat with you and everything he says sounds like what your ex would say, what your ex would do. Call the firefighters!!! Books. A great habit, but instead of abstracting, you begin to think all that the writer writes is for you in particular, it is similar to what you are living, even if you are reading about the eruption of Vesuvius that buried Pompeii!!! Travel. Who will go in the luggage? HE! You're looking at the landscape through the bus window and only you are thinking is where he is now, without noticing that he's right there, stuck on your mind. Get rid of a memory is a slow process, impossible to program. No one can take someone out of head at the time you want, and sometimes the only solution is to reverse the game: instead of trying not to think about the person, exhausting pain. Allow yourself to remember. Cry!, Miss him deeply! One day the wound heals and you, so used to it, eventually forget about it.
With forceps is that the creature does not come out...

https://youtu.be/cIfhMUcVswU

Man and Woman

Man is the highest of creatures; Woman is the most sublime of ideals.

Man is the brain;  Woman is the heart.

The brain produces light;...The heart, love.

The fruitful light... Love resurrects.

Man is strong by reason; Woman is invincible by tears.

The reason convinces ...The tears stir emotions.

Man is capable of all heroism; Woman, of all martyrdoms.

Heroism ennobles... martyrdom sublimates.

Man is a code; Woman is a gospel.

The code corrects... the gospel perfects.

Man is a temple;  Woman is the tabernacle.

Before the temple we discover ourselves...Before the shrine we kneel.

Man thinks;  Woman dreams.

To think is to have in the brain, a larva... To Dream is to have, on the forehead, a halo.

Man is an ocean;  Woman is a lake.

The ocean has the pearl that adorns...The lake, the poetry that dazzles.

Man is the eagle flyiing; Woman is the nightingale singing.

Flying is dominating the space...Singing is to conquer the soul.

And finally, man is placed where the land ends...

And The Woman, where the sky begins...

https://youtu.be/i9GNO-YQNq4

Love is synthesis

Love is synthesis

Please ... do not analyze me.
Do not be looking for every weakness of mine.
If anyone resists to a thorough analysis, much less do I!
Jealous, demanding, insecure, needy ... all full of marks that life left me.
See in each requirement of mine, a grace cry, a call for love!
Love ... love is synthesis. A data integration, it is unnecessary to put something in or to take something off.
Do not cut me into slices (no one embraces a piece) ...
Wrap me all up in your arms,
And I'll be perfect, my love! ❤

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h3pbEKl6TkI