30 outubro 2012



My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover."

Charles Bukowski

29 outubro 2012

(...)
Inventei a cor das vogais! – A negro, E branco,
I vermelho, O azul, U verde
Determinei a forma e o movimento de cada consoante,
e, com ritmos instintivos,
procurei inventar um verbo poético acessível, custe o que custar,
a todos os sentidos. Guardei a tradução.

Era acima de tudo um esboço. Escrevi os silêncios,
as noites. Anotei o indizível. Fixei vertigens

Arthur Rimbaud – Alchimie du Verbe (Trad. de Rui Bebiano)

14 outubro 2012




If one says 'Red' and there are 50 people listening, it can be expected that there will be 50 reds in their minds. And one can be sure that all these reds will be very different.
Josef Albers

08 outubro 2012


They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

07 outubro 2012