"On a long enough time line,
everyone's survival rate drops to ZERO."

Acho que não deve ter um cara cabeludo em
Pirassununga. Fiquei andando pela cidade
e todo mundo fica olhando pra mim. Ridiculo.
As minas pagam, os caras pagam,
os gays pagam. hehehe
Tá sendo bom pra me preparar pra campanha
de Monarca do Universo.

Putz. Tava lendo sobre vários filmes agora.
Matrix, Requiem para um sonho, Procura-se amy,
Magnólia, Vanilla Sky e Fight Club e este último
tem umas citações animais!! Estou começando
a achar que ele é muito mais citável do que o
matrix. Algumas de todos esses filmes:

Banky Edwards: "This is all going to end badly."

Morpheus: "If real is what you can feel, smell, taste and see, then 'real' is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain "

Tyler Durden: "Our fathers were our models for god, If our fathers bailed what does that tell you about God. LISTEN TO ME! You have to consider the posibilite that God does not like you, he never wanted you. In all probablity he hates you. It's not the worst thing that could happen."

Banky Edwards: "No, I'm serious. This is a serious exercise. It's like an SAT question. Which one is going to get to the hundred dollar bill first? The male-friendly lesbian, the man-hating dyke, Santa Claus, or the Easter bunny? "
Holden: "The man-hating dyke. "
Banky Edwards: "Good. Why?"
Holden: "I don't know."
Banky Edwards: "Because the other three are figments of your fucking imagination!"

Tyler Durden: "We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't"

Sofía: "What about you? What's your nickname?"
David: "Citizen Dildo. "
Sofía: "Hmm. You are not staying over."

Banky Edwards: "Since you like chicks, right, do you just look at yourself naked in the mirror all the time?"

Narrator (Norton): "I felt like destroying something beautiful."

Morpheus: "Neo, sooner or later you're going to realize that there's a difference between knowing the path and walking the path."

David: "I'm frozen and you're dead, and I love you."

Carolyn Burnham: "Oh, you don't complain? Then I must be psychotic then! What is this? Yeah, let's bring in the laugh-meter and see how loud it gets..."

Narrator: "When people think you're dying, they really, really listen to you, instead of just..."
Marla Singer: "-- instead of just waiting for their turn to speak?"

Holden: I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't, I can't look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I've never felt this way before, and I don't care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can't hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn't allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I'll accept that. But I know... I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. All I ask, please, is that you just, you just not dismiss that - and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn't another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can't deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I'd never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of

Lester Burnham: "It's OK, I wouldn't remember me either."

Tyler Durden: "The things you own end up owning you."

Jim Kurring: "I can't let this go. I can't let you go. Now, you... you listen to me now. You're a good person. You're a good and beautiful person and I won't let you walk out on me. And I won't let you say those things -- those things about how stupid you are and this and that. I won't stand for that. You want to be with me... then you be with me. You see?"

David: "My father wrote about this in his book. Chapter 1... Page 1... Paragraph 1: What is the answer to 99 out of 100 questions?... Money."

Morpheus: "Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?"

Carolyn Burnham: "What are you doing?"
Lester Burnham: "Nothing."
Carolyn Burnham: "You were masturbating!"
Lester Burnham: "I was not."
Carolyn Burnham: "Yes you were!"
Lester Burnham: "Oh, all right! So shoot me, I was whacking off! That's right, I was choking the bishop, chafing the carrot, you know, saying "hi" to my monster!"

Holden: "It's not who you love, it's how."

Jimmy Gator: "The book says, we might be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us."

Mouse: "To deny our own impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human."

Dante Hicks: "You said you only had sex with three different guys; you never mentioned him!"
Veronica Loughran: "Because I never HAD sex with him."
Dante Hicks: "You sucked his dick!"
Veronica Loughran: "We went out a few times. We never had sex but we fooled around."
Dante Hicks: "Oh my God, WHY did you tell me you only had sex with three different guys?"
Veronica Loughran: "Because I DID only have sex with three different guys; that doesn't mean I didn't just go with people."
Dante Hicks: "Oh my God, I feel so nauseous!"
Veronica Loughran: "I'm sorry, Dante, I thought you understood!"
Dante Hicks: "I did understand! I understood that you had sex with three different guys and that's all you said!"
Veronica Loughran: "Please calm down."
Dante Hicks: "How many?"
Veronica Loughran: "Dante..."
Dante Hicks: "How many dicks have you sucked?"
Veronica Loughran: "Let it go!"
Dante Hicks: "How many?"
Veronica Loughran: "All right, shut up a second and I'll tell you! Jesus! I didn't freak out like this when you told me how many girls you fucked!"
Dante Hicks: "This is different, this is important. How many?"
Dante Hicks: "Well?"
Veronica Loughran: "Something like... 36."
Dante Hicks: "What? Something like 36?"
Veronica Loughran: "Lower your voice."
Dante Hicks: "Wait a minute, what is that anyway, something like 36? Does that INCLUDE me?"
Veronica Loughran: "Ummm... 37."
Dante Hicks: "I'm 37?"

Tyler Durden: Self improvement is masturbation. Now self destruction...

Ricky Fitts: "It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video's a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember... and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in."

Silent Bob: No, idiot. It was a mistake. I wasn't disgusted with her, I was afraid. At that moment, I felt small - like I'd lacked experience, like I'd never be on her level or never be enough for her or something. And what I didn't get was that she didn't care. She wasn't looking for that guy anymore. She was looking for me, for the Bob. But by the time I realized this, it was too late, you know. She'd moved on, and all I had to show for it was some foolish pride, which then gave way to regret. She was the girl, I know that now. But I pushed her away... So I've spent every day since then chasing Amy... So to speak.

Quiz Kid Donnie Smith: I used to be smart, but now I'm just stupid.

Narrator: "I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every Panda that wouldn't screw to save its species. I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all the French beaches I'd never see. I wanted to breathe smoke."

Ricky Fitts: "It's like God's looking right at you, just for a second, and if you're careful you can look right back."
Jane Burnham: "And what do you see?"
Ricky Fitts: "Beauty."

Frank T.J. Mackey: "Respect the cock... and tame the cunt. Tame it."

Sara Goldfarb: "In the end it's all nice."

Mars Insana

"If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?"

Eu não me conheço. Não sei o que faço. Não sei o que sei.
Não sofro de amnéia, nem tão pouco de esclerose.
Também não vou a absurdos e digo que "Só sei que nada
sei", mesmo porque, esta frase em si mesma já se nega.
Sou tantos, mas sua soma não chega a 1. Me supreendo
com cada conversa nova que tenho.

Sabe aqueles dias que você gostaria de ser um novo alguém,
mas está preso em você? Eu sei que posso ser um novo
alguém, mas estou preso nos outros. Se pudesse deixar cada
uma dos meus, sejam minúsculos, sejam maíusculos, crescerem,
me dominarem, quanto disso seria eu?

Sempre penso que eu sou quem está do meu lado.


" Afinal, há espaço para todos nos reinos infinitos da insanidade. Um mundo de prazer e dor o aguarda quando você parar de ser normal e começar a ser você mesmo."

Agora eu só preciso de torradas, o novo cabelo da
bonequinha da xuxa, um pirilampo,
bodes para experimentos, e um castelo na islandia.

BeatlesS

There are places I’ll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I’ve loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more



And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...

Na curva, lá na frente

Quem diria que o Pipa ia acabar ficando com
aquela garota? Aquela que ele conheceu no
baile cinco anos antes. Aquela mesmo que
ele foi conversar sá pra poder ficar com a amiga
dela.

Quem poderia imaginar que aquela amizade
que começou tão sem vontade entre eles
chegou até esta empresa que os dois montaram?

Eu tenho um pouco de medo da vida.
Ela te engana e faz você não perceber o grande
plano. Você se preocupa apenas com o dia a dia,
com o problema que te aparece pela frente e
muitas vezes perde a visão geral.

Dá medo imaginar que meus projetos, que
as pessoas que eu gosto, que eu conheço,
serão apenas caminhos que me levarão até
a minha futura vida. Que os lugares que eu
conheci decidiriam onde eu iria parar.

You have only one life. Live it!


É uma frase meio sacana. Como você pode
confiar de que tem apenas uma vida mesmo?
E quais indicios poderiam te mostar que você
tem mais que uma?

Tem de se jogar com o que se conhece.
Você conhece só esta vida, então mesmo
que você morra e tenha uma farra depois da
morte, você não tem como saber, portanto,
aproveite esta vida. Esta poderia até ser
a tradução daquela frase lá em cima.

Mas o que é aproveitar? É fazer apenas o que
se tem vontade? Mas se todos fizerem apenas o
que tem vontade, quem vai fazer as tarefas
chatas? É por isso que colocam idéias como céu
e inferno para as pessoas. Por isso colocam leis.
Por isso se restringe tanto, se proibe tanto.

Então, o que se proibe, o que se restringe, é uma
forma de impedir que você aproveite a sua vida?
Tudo o que te impeça de fazer algo esta no seu
caminho de ser feliz realmente?


A vida se encerra em nós mesmos

Cada um de nós é um pequeno universo.
Cada um vê as coisas de seu único jeito,
conhece as mesmas pessoas em seu único jeito,
aprede as mesmas cosias em seu único jeito.

Por isso que se diz que quando alguém
morre, ele leva um pedaço de você.
Ele leva aquele você que só ele conhecia.

E quando você morrer, acabaria o universo.
O seu universo.
Tudo morre junto, desaparece junto. É todo
uma forma única de ver as coisas que lentamente
abandona o universo dos outros.
Cada um de nós, um universo paralelo.

E muitas coisas que a gente faz agora, só
vamos ver a consequência, lá na frente, no final
da curva

Amarras!

Cordas apertam as pernas, cortam os pulsos, sufocam.
Layer under layer under layer. Microuniversos.
Pra cada ação, novas conexôes, novos nós, pontas presas.
Dead End.
Cruzamento de avenidas, acidentes, desvios, atalhos, perder-se.
Emaranhado de sentimentos, encontros e nós cegos.
Dead End.
Nós. Vontades, e proibições, e exaltações, e obviedades. e Nós.
Dead End
Dead End

Direito de Resposta

Andam me difamando por ai e dizendo que meu belo blog
é apenas um reduto onde eu exploro minha megalomania.
E algo a ver com o meu ego também. Não minto. Realmente
eu coloco demais o meu modo de ver as coisas e como
eu prefiro encarar a realidade. Seja sendo mimimi, seja
me achando, seja usando sarcamos, seja usando um
sentimentalismo bobo.

Mas esse era o proposito desse blog. Colocar as coisas
pra fora, assim como é a idéia da maioria dos blogs.
Aposto que se você procurar, vão ter posts aqui que
falam de outras coisas. Que expõe ideias novas ou
pensamentos que pouco tem a ver comigo.
Em outros momentos teremos poemas risiveis ou
contos não lidos. E teremos, até mesmo, letras de
música e fotinhos.

Fecho só com uma questão:quantas pessoas
que vocês conheceram, que são realmente muito
ruins em tudo, são megalomaniacas e egocentricas?