tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16632917022258602492024-03-05T23:02:38.160+00:00o oficio do silênciomanuel marqueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03194224860530518235noreply@blogger.comBlogger156125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663291702225860249.post-55877118768892245522012-05-28T19:05:00.001+01:002012-05-29T14:30:23.937+01:00nota finalA solidão leva ao desespero. Sempre acompanhada de silêncio, dos demónios que gritam nos confins da alma, de memórias que apenas deveriam ser isso mesmo.
A vida vai sempre torta, apesar da falta de laranjas e de uma encosta de onde se veja uma marina lá num desses países onde querem que seja proibido ser feliz.
Arturo e Flor, os demónios e os anjos escondidos no fundo das almas que nem tempo manuel marqueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03194224860530518235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663291702225860249.post-3086743708479022852012-05-26T21:42:00.001+01:002012-05-26T21:42:14.322+01:00150 flores de devastado amor<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Há mitos que permanecem na
penumbra, ganhando outra dimensão e tornam-se uma coisa disforme com o tempo.
Desde o primeiro homem que os há e a desculpa mais fácil para não se detectar
algo superlativo é invocar o amor a Deus, não como algo profundo mas antes com
alguma pureza advinda da vontade de não ser chateado.
Os mitos, conhecidos ou não, são
ameaças de profunda decepção, fantasmas quemanuel marqueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03194224860530518235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663291702225860249.post-77969016295907381642012-05-25T04:38:00.003+01:002012-05-25T04:38:49.374+01:00144 cidades para o amor<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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E se não houvesse mais nada senão
silêncio? A possibilidade de desbravar montanhas apenas para fugir aos cantos
podres de pessoas de mal com a vida. Apenas viver sem ter medo de uma qualquer
bala no coração ou sequer pensar que a floresta negra sem clareiras que é a
‘alma’ se iluminaria com a morte física.
No meio das sombras, o silêncio
abrandaria as pulsões demoníacas que uma revelação manuel marqueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03194224860530518235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663291702225860249.post-81774397605873061072012-05-20T20:29:00.002+01:002012-05-20T20:29:38.173+01:00136 vésperas de desamor<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Uma nova ordem nascera no caos
provocado pela destruição dos pecados inúteis. Não que fosse positivo abençoar
os escombros de uma antiga doença, mas a paz que se instalara dava outro ânimo
para que o novo mundo pudesse florescer correctamente.
A guerra, porém, estava longe de
terminar, apesar da inexpugnável fortaleza dos peregrinos que lhes permitia
seguir sempre rumo ao seu destino. Era manuel marqueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03194224860530518235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663291702225860249.post-14098566445500897712012-05-17T23:00:00.002+01:002012-05-17T23:00:28.953+01:00132 coisas da paixão<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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