The Hectic Attic

I woke up and got dressed as if time { past, present and future } was one, and in the following second I could not remember what was gone.

Is it me reflected here? And that? is that me house?I don’t know …
I always talk to myself, but I never see myself like this. What a strange thing! It seems everything was done and I… did nothing!

I think that is why I say that in the end, I do not remember people properly. But how appropriate is that? How would I [and you] be remembered?

I not even know what to think today. After all … NO WAY! I sound like a sad poet that despite its inspiration, the disease of unhappiness come over too soon … I do not like this!

I have to forget such beautiful lines and go back to the fact {the life} that waits for me.
I have to be grateful – I need to. To each second.And all its beauty!
My eyes are heavy, but my heart is radiant.
I want a party at home. It is not my birthday, but why not celebrate?
I do not remember anything special that happened on this day,
so,
What a glorious ordinary day!

I made a cake… it smells as good! whole house does and my soul loved it!
I’ll have an afternoon tea with cake. Not alone, but with me soul!

“Molly, my sister and I fell out,
And what do you think it was all about?
She loved coffee and I loved tea,
And that was the reason we couldn’t agree.”

Aline TeaParty Martins

Alice -by Tim Burton
I won’t say much, since I love Tim Burton’s works…
but this movie is very polemic even before its release… but for those like me…
March 5th 2010 is the day…. to enjoy Alice in Wonderland
and a nice and crazy Tea Party

Today, is Friend’s Day here in Brazil

Through my life, I called many people friend, and I had many deceptions too.

I think these deceptions are not due to bad friendship, but to due to people’s expectations on friendship.

If you ask two or more people, each one will give you a different meaning to friendship. But I think, nothing meant more than a text from Vinicius de Moraes – Brazilian Writer and Composer, on friendship…

Friend Wanted

It doesn’t need to be a man, it’s enough to be human, it’s enough to have feelings, It’s enough to have a heart. Needs to know when to speak, and to be quiet, but above all, it needs to know how to listen. It needs to like poetry, the night, and the songs of the wind. It needs to have a love, a big love to somebody, or at least to miss this love in case it does not have it. It needs to love as much as it can and respect the pain that the others carry with them. It needs to know how to keep a secret, and it must not be a burden. It’s not necessary to be new, but does not need to be second hand. It can have been deceived, because all friends are. It’s not necessary to be pure, but can’t be vulgar. Must have a goal, and be afraid of loosing it, and in case it does not have a goal, it must feel the great vacuum that it leaves inside. It needs to have human senses, and his main objective must be the friend. It must feel pity for the sad people and comprehend the immense emptiness of the solitaries.

It must like children and feel sorry for the ones that could not grow up. Friend Wanted, to like the same things, and that gets touched when called a Friend. It needs to know how o talk about simple things, from drizzles to rains and thunder storms, and about childhood memories. Friend –Wanted, so we don’t get crazy. Someone to talk about the beauty seen, as well as the sadness,. Someone to talk about the anxieties and realizations, the dreams and reality. It must like desert streets, puddles and wet pathways, must like sidewalks and highways, grass after the rain and laying down on it in a sunny day.
Friend Wanted, someone that says the life is worthy living, not because it’s beautiful, but because you already have a friend.

Friend Wanted, so we can stop crying, so we don’t live over the past in search of lost memories. Someone that put the hand on you shoulder, smiling and crying, but someone that calls us Friend, so we are conscious we are still alive.

Vinícius de Moraes

HAPPY FRIEND’S DAY!

Aline Friend Martins

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