There is one Awesome power
In letting go
And letting the flow
Take over
Like a wave that no one breaks
You swim the sea
Or dive in
Say let it be
Carry me
-
I can study all day long
Bed my night wanting more
More make do in streching reach
Completely incomplete
-
Layed my cards on the table
Stroked the water in attempts
Could only hold on to me
And let the day come fresh
-
As surfacing from the deep
Inhale before next leap
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
Cloud Literature
There’s a sense of rightness inside
Balanced compass needle
The flavor of a feeling
Signature of metamorphoses
Photographed to recognition
Archives of compounds
And how they like to play
Interplay between
A new scribbling
Life runs down to detail
The way things are
The way they are
Patterns emerge
Like rolling a dice
Can you feel the shapes of lines?
I take it all in
Sight reading
Balanced compass needle
The flavor of a feeling
Signature of metamorphoses
Photographed to recognition
Archives of compounds
And how they like to play
Interplay between
A new scribbling
Life runs down to detail
The way things are
The way they are
Patterns emerge
Like rolling a dice
Can you feel the shapes of lines?
I take it all in
Sight reading
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Portrait of My Grandparents / Retrato dos meus Avós
Oil on canvas / Óleo sobre tela
23.6 x 19.7 inches / 60x50 cm
23.6 x 19.7 inches / 60x50 cm
Grandma gave me a picture of her and Grandpa asking me if I could do a portrait of them, which I accepted. It took awhile to finish but here it is. I guess the most challenging part was getting right paint mixtures. And I was eager to post it here on the blog so it’s a good feeling to have it completed.
Minha avó me deu um retrato dela e de meu avô perguntando se eu podia pintar um retrato deles, que eu aceitei. Demorou um pouco para finalizar, mas aqui está. Talvez a parte mais desafiadora foi saber misturar as tintas. E eu estava desejando posta-lo aqui no blog então é uma boa sensação tê-lo completado.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Wakening
Translucid
Winds
To mirror mirrors
Veiling waterfall
Which side which
Reflections to the open
Send of time and know
Organified within
State of being
As I was born
Lost in mazement
Winds
To mirror mirrors
Veiling waterfall
Which side which
Reflections to the open
Send of time and know
Organified within
State of being
As I was born
Lost in mazement
Friday, December 18, 2009
The Stirring Wind
The way things go
I take it all in
State of acceptance
In doing my part
To steering this boat
Away from the storm
So troubles we excel
Place a flag on top
And the winds blow
Across lands
I take it all in
State of acceptance
In doing my part
To steering this boat
Away from the storm
So troubles we excel
Place a flag on top
And the winds blow
Across lands
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Spinning wheel
The endless and the pick
By doing one thing
We renounce every other
Choice as an exercise
Of giving up
And things start getting done
Coz’ that one thing we do
We flavor to do well
Such limitation
Is an alley
To condensate
Substantialized
As worlds to form and color
What’s this?
It’s life and living
Everything bites
Everything else
If death were not so
We’d have to live with eternity
Forever and ever
And ever and ever
Is likely
As bugling
So renewal comes to birthdays
And days our parts take shape of others
As other parts take shape of me
By doing one thing
We renounce every other
Choice as an exercise
Of giving up
And things start getting done
Coz’ that one thing we do
We flavor to do well
Such limitation
Is an alley
To condensate
Substantialized
As worlds to form and color
What’s this?
It’s life and living
Everything bites
Everything else
If death were not so
We’d have to live with eternity
Forever and ever
And ever and ever
Is likely
As bugling
So renewal comes to birthdays
And days our parts take shape of others
As other parts take shape of me
Unison
Monday, December 7, 2009
Lenses
I may have seen
My life on a screen
So then I jumped in
To be me
Feel the movie
In flesh and bone
Characterization
From the height to the climb
Form and figure
Either it's a script
From the beginning
Or we scribe it each day
Either way
Intuition runs my engine
It almost runs for me
And for a second or two
Can't define who that is
Much in a sense
Of lost identity
The borders of me
Get mushy
And focus points
Of consciousness
Spread to my surroundings
Like outside looking in
Detached attaching
“I” takes shape in awareness
Reference onto that
Then awareness shifts back in
Reference onto me
As hard to portray
It seems consciousness can be placed
Inside out outside in
My life on a screen
So then I jumped in
To be me
Feel the movie
In flesh and bone
Characterization
From the height to the climb
Form and figure
Either it's a script
From the beginning
Or we scribe it each day
Either way
Intuition runs my engine
It almost runs for me
And for a second or two
Can't define who that is
Much in a sense
Of lost identity
The borders of me
Get mushy
And focus points
Of consciousness
Spread to my surroundings
Like outside looking in
Detached attaching
“I” takes shape in awareness
Reference onto that
Then awareness shifts back in
Reference onto me
As hard to portray
It seems consciousness can be placed
Inside out outside in
Sunday, December 6, 2009
The matter of infinity
Infinity forwards
Is Infinity backwards
To exist always
Is to have always existed
Some say ah!
The end of time
The end of time is stall
Like in, please give me nothing
But you can see it that way
It's always here to begin with
Time is perception
Of differentiation
Enter a vault
Void in blackness
And you can’t tell time
Where nothing happens
But it’s the same time of today
Where so much happens
As happenings are reference
To measurements and scales
So is what happens
In a land of eventful
Some ask for a break
Say, give me time lapse
Still I tell you with my heart
We live in a room
We never left that room
It changes as do we
Majestic the infinite
Creativity
Like waking up each day
Streamline variations
Different board games
Card settings
So somehow
Time really doesn’t exit
Changes exist
Neither up nor down
As our notions of progress
Can also deconstruct
We’re like a spiraling
Across the universe
One verse
Uno
Is Infinity backwards
To exist always
Is to have always existed
Some say ah!
The end of time
The end of time is stall
Like in, please give me nothing
But you can see it that way
It's always here to begin with
Time is perception
Of differentiation
Enter a vault
Void in blackness
And you can’t tell time
Where nothing happens
But it’s the same time of today
Where so much happens
As happenings are reference
To measurements and scales
So is what happens
In a land of eventful
Some ask for a break
Say, give me time lapse
Still I tell you with my heart
We live in a room
We never left that room
It changes as do we
Majestic the infinite
Creativity
Like waking up each day
Streamline variations
Different board games
Card settings
So somehow
Time really doesn’t exit
Changes exist
Neither up nor down
As our notions of progress
Can also deconstruct
We’re like a spiraling
Across the universe
One verse
Uno
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Amazing
Sometimes I think
Life’s a package
Sprinting clown cube
Cereal box
Colored prism
Circus ride
Have a bite
Archetype
Tecture clocks
Spin the in
Unfold unfoldings
Knowings and
Self-doubt
When certainty is a skip
In a line of streaming questions
Life’s a package
Sprinting clown cube
Cereal box
Colored prism
Circus ride
Have a bite
Archetype
Tecture clocks
Spin the in
Unfold unfoldings
Knowings and
Self-doubt
When certainty is a skip
In a line of streaming questions
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Consciousness of me
Once I fell
Off my grandfather's arms
Tickles and giggles
Hit my chin on the floor
Tooth pierced lower lip
Off for a stitch
Seven of those
Two years old
Nurse holding arms and legs
And my stream of thought,
If only they let go of me
I’ll hold still as they please
Worn in attempts
Little to be done
Pinned on a stretch
I slept the anesthetic
But that sparkling moment
Of self-regulation
Conscious of my own actions
Paves lines to this day
Off my grandfather's arms
Tickles and giggles
Hit my chin on the floor
Tooth pierced lower lip
Off for a stitch
Seven of those
Two years old
Nurse holding arms and legs
And my stream of thought,
If only they let go of me
I’ll hold still as they please
Worn in attempts
Little to be done
Pinned on a stretch
I slept the anesthetic
But that sparkling moment
Of self-regulation
Conscious of my own actions
Paves lines to this day
Monday, November 9, 2009
Despertar
Um novo dia
Clareio dourado
Ascensão de luz
Por dentro do mar
Por traz do horizonte
Encontro tangente
Ver água virar céu
Desdobrar sol em fogo enérgico
Cromar de áurea luminescente
Entoar de passarinhos
Aquece as manhas com canto e cor
Clareio dourado
Ascensão de luz
Por dentro do mar
Por traz do horizonte
Encontro tangente
Ver água virar céu
Desdobrar sol em fogo enérgico
Cromar de áurea luminescente
Entoar de passarinhos
Aquece as manhas com canto e cor
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Zelo
Minhas mãos plantam sementes
E cuidam de árvores
Que outros plantaram atrás de mim
O labor de que a gente cresce
Renovação em patamar
Vem de mão em mão
Cuidando com visão
E respeito a natureza
Voz da permanência
E da mudança bem orientada
Meus ouvidos abertos
Atentos ao olhar do céu
E sabor de cada pensamento
Uma busca de harmonia
Coerência e sintonia
Em caminhos bem trilhados
Que a freqüência de um rádio
Afina e ajusta
Ao melhor resultado
No mais longo prazo
E cuidam de árvores
Que outros plantaram atrás de mim
O labor de que a gente cresce
Renovação em patamar
Vem de mão em mão
Cuidando com visão
E respeito a natureza
Voz da permanência
E da mudança bem orientada
Meus ouvidos abertos
Atentos ao olhar do céu
E sabor de cada pensamento
Uma busca de harmonia
Coerência e sintonia
Em caminhos bem trilhados
Que a freqüência de um rádio
Afina e ajusta
Ao melhor resultado
No mais longo prazo
Riding a Comet
Truth the way
We are built on pain
The essence of nature
Is psychedelic
I can’t tell apart
Psyche from nature
There is only one thing
In everything
Nothing would be done
In a world of one
So nature parts infinitely
To recombine and create
Life
The game you play
Should you see it as game
Different results appear
Thermometer your smile
And counterparts make parts
Don’t think before creation
Creation is what is
Language has emancipated
To thought processing
Perfection lasts not
That’s how things move on
Infinity is formless
That’s why it’s infinite
I am a voice
That synchronizes with the flow of things
But then all voices are
Right is only right
To what may be of wrong
And to all that has failed
Nature moves on
That’s how it knows itself
Through what works not
And so it proceeds
To new begginings
Again and again
We are built on pain
The essence of nature
Is psychedelic
I can’t tell apart
Psyche from nature
There is only one thing
In everything
Nothing would be done
In a world of one
So nature parts infinitely
To recombine and create
Life
The game you play
Should you see it as game
Different results appear
Thermometer your smile
And counterparts make parts
Don’t think before creation
Creation is what is
Language has emancipated
To thought processing
Perfection lasts not
That’s how things move on
Infinity is formless
That’s why it’s infinite
I am a voice
That synchronizes with the flow of things
But then all voices are
Right is only right
To what may be of wrong
And to all that has failed
Nature moves on
That’s how it knows itself
Through what works not
And so it proceeds
To new begginings
Again and again
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