Vendo-me todas as manhãs para lhes olhar o âmago. Cega aos olhos do mundo resta-me o toque das almas.
Tangíveis, a razão e a emoção defendem-me da incerteza terrorista. A venda jaz inútil enquanto durmo.
A close friend says that I'm good on reading people's core and I'm a Renaissance woman... She is the reason behind the blog's name. As she is behind many things in my life too, namely writing. From my posts I do hope you will find out if she is right or not. I intend to post here through words and images about aesthetics, relationships, ethics, psychology, environment, literature, politics, art, and more.
domingo, 10 de janeiro de 2010
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Poderosíssima!!! Adorei. A máscara que todos fatalmente usamos, nem que por momentos, na nossa vida...
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