Today I feel like I could be in love with anyone. With everyone. And yet I feel so low. Lower than ever. Is positive emotion linked to self degradation?
All those times, feeling like superman, did I think that everyone was beneath me?
Maybe that's what it was.
Last night, Katrin told me that I was lucky. Lucky because of my passport, unlucky because of my face. But lucky nevertheless, because I have a better perspective of the way things really are. Even if that doesn't benefit me.
I forgot, she was a philosophy graduate. And is older than me. She hugged me. And I felt so strange, some how guilty. For feeling lost, and strange.
These are good people, they're willing to help me, hide me. So, why do I feel like the token foreigner? Why do I feel like to ask for help would be to use someone?
Your tale of the little boy and barbecue lands.
What's in a land anyway?
Today I was at the Karneval der Kulturen. There was a Hari Krishna float. It irritated me, masking cult religion as culture. The carnival is commercial anyway, what do I care. I've been walking way too much - without a monthly card, I've walked a total of 20 hours this week. And ate a lot of bananas.
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Maria, Maria
maria maria
É um dom, uma certa magia
is a gift, a certain magic
Uma força que nos alerta
a force which warns us
Uma mulher que merece
a woman who deserves
Viver e amar
to live and loveComo outra qualquer
as any other womanDo planeta
of this planetMaria, Maria
maria maria
É o som, é a cor, é o suor
is the sound, is the color, is the sweat
É a dose mais forte e lenta
is the most powerful and slow dosis
De uma gente que rí
of a people who laughs
Quando deve chorar
when they should cry
E não vive, apenas aguenta
and doesn't live, only withstand life
Mas é preciso ter força
but it's needed to have power
É preciso ter raça
it's needed to have self steem
É preciso ter gana sempre
it's need to have will, aways
Quem traz no corpo a marca
who brings within the body the scar
Maria, Maria
maria maria
Mistura a dor e a alegria
mix pain and joy
Mas é preciso ter manha
but it's needed to have (it's impossible to translate, it's the brazilian way of trying to pass by impossibilities by ignoring or laughing at them)
É preciso ter graça
it's needed to have grace
É preciso ter sonho sempre
it's needed to have a dream, aways
Quem traz na pele essa marca
who brings on the skin this scar
Possui a estranha mania
has the strange mania
De ter fé na vida....
of having faith in life
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