Quixotesca: loucura

While reading, she was so immersed in ideas that it was easy to confuse lucidity. And book after book, she was convinced that honor, dignity and chivalry was a code that could not be lost within reality.
Mientras leía, estaba tan inmerso en ideas que era fácil confundir la lucidez. Y libro tras libro, estaba convencida de que el honor, la dignidad y la caballerosidad era un código que no podía perderse en la realidad.

Hercules 1/12

Sua jornada começou com um acesso de loucura: matou seu Ego, aquele leão de vaidades submerso em redes sociais. E agora, teria que aprender tudo de novo.

Efemeridades

Love needs time and that went against the ephemerality of life, the one that regulates the intensity of everything on earth. How could rationality be allowed, if living was incoherent and unharmonical? With that in hands, she mixed in her universe everything she wanted empirically to know and conceptually to live.
El amor necesita tiempo y eso iba de encuentro de lo efímero de la vida, el que regula la intensidad de todo lo que hay. ¿Cómo podría permitirse la racionalidad, si vivir era incoherente e ilógico? Con eso en manos, ella mezclaba en su universo todo lo que quería empíricamente saber y conceptualmente vivir.

Retóricas

Escribir es lo que tiene todo antes y todo después. Es lo que siente, piensa y ordena.
Escribir es la lógica de la locura y la sabiduría desestructurada.
La escritura que no se entiende,
se forja en el calor de la pasión con un lápiz y papel.
O algo así


Writing is what has everything before and everything after.
It is what you feel, think and organize.
Writing is the logic of madness and unstructured wisdom.
Writing is not understood,
it is forged in the heat of passion through a pencil and paper.
Or something like that.

✨Reflexo✨

No podía expresar lo que sentía, pero a través de la ventana vio transparencia.

She couldn’t express what felt, but through the window sees all was crystal clear.

🌱Muda🌱

At that moment she was silent, the one who changes and the one who is plant. So calm and peaceful, she was just mute

En ese momento ella era callada, la que cambia y la que se planta. Tan tranquila y pacífica, que era simplemente muda.

Sempre sua, A Loucura

Você sabe quem eu sou!
Sou aquele momento de paixão
Aquele momento de volúpia

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Sou o beijo doce
Sou o verso lido
Ou o romance vivido
Sou o toque na pele
Sou pura libido

Tomei conta dos pensamentos
Rejo os sentimentos
E mostro a rosa dos ventos.
Sou a verdade caprichosa
E você bem sabe.
Assino aqui:
Sempre tua,
A Loucura

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