Dear brothers and sisters
dear enemies and friends

Why are we all so alone here?
All we need is a little more hope, a little more joy
All we need is a little more light, a little less weight, a little more freedom.
If we were an army, and if we believed that we were an army
And we believed that everyone was scared like little lost children in their grown up clothes and poses
So we ended up alone here floating through long wasted days, or great tribulations.
While everything felt wrong
Good words, strong words, words that could've moved mountains
Words that no one ever said
We were all waiting to hear those words and no one ever said them
And the tactics never hatched
And the plans were never mapped
And we all learned not to believe
And strange lonesome monsters loafed through the hills wondering why
And it is best to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever wonder why
So tangle - oh tangle us up in bright red ribbons!
Let's have a parade
It's been so long since we had a parade, so let's have a parade!
Let's invite all our friends
And all our friends' friends!
Let's promenade down the boulevards with terrific pride and light in our eyes
Twelve feet tall and staggering
Sick with joy with the angels there and light in our eyes
Brothers and sisters, hope still waits in the wings like a bitter spinster
Impatient, lonely and shivering, waiting to build her glorious fires
It's because of our plans man; our beautiful ridiculous plans
Let's launch them like careening Jet Planes
Let's crash all our planes in the river
Let's build strange and radiant machines at this Jericho waiting to fall!

This is a splendid narration in a dramatic piece. I'm still digesting their wonderful concert.

By the way (of music), I was surprised with the low attendance to Ra Ra Riot's concert in Lisbon yesterday. I really expected more folks after their brilliant show at Paredes de Coura. They were good enough, energetic and the (small) audience was responsive. A short but pleasing concert even though I wasn't in the best of moods.

Weekend math

22 + 6 = almost 30 Kms of wonderous views

The start

Moving shade

* Asterisk (imposing on a green landscape)

Cocoon

(Wireless) Power (-out)

"Ocupas"

Domination (spot the intromissions)

Spider's nest

Droplets

Window on the world

Algee wastelands

Climb a desert

Burning sand

(Power hoover) A mirage

Mirror

Rough land

Just let nature take its' course.

Brighter, lighter...

Let it rain down on me...

(Puff) Down with the rabbit's hole

Press F8 to listen to this landscape, F9 to smell this landscape.

Rushing down

Brown and green

"EAT ME"

Height is our all-seeing-eye

With the Obama victory I'm sure that bible editors will become richer very soon. I hand't noticed his speeches had such a heavy theological basis before... e como dizem por aí: "Agora é que a casa branca vai ficar preta".

Sauna allows you to cry with your entire body instead of only with your eyes. That's why it's so cleansing...

Another post on minimalism:





And lets sleep the night away!
Thursday is time to trade the sleep in for Thee Silver Mt. Zion.

A series of photographies, choreographed by Arvo Pärt's music, capturing a very long and dry hike. Here, the plot and soundtrack are extremely minimalistic but the photography is as rich as could be in capturing the solitude of nature.

Não lhes conhecia este lado irónico e humoroso :)