A Capital da Muquiranagem – David Coimbra

  David Coimbra, como sempre, genial em suas colocações. E o que ele relata aqui, não se restringe apenas a Porto Alegre, mas reflete a realidade de todo o estado do Rio Grande do Sul. Simplesmente demais!   A capital da muquiranagem                                                        por David Coimbra David Coimbra   Eu mesmo quase nunca penso no Piauí. Ontem à noite, partilhava chopes cremosos e dourados e gelados com amigos. Cinco horas de charla e libação. E ninguém citou o Piauí. Nem nos jornais, nem na rádio, na TV, nada. Zero. Traço. Jamais tenho notícias do Piauí. Não recordo de William ou Fátima … Continue reading A Capital da Muquiranagem – David Coimbra

Shut up, Piangers!

             Obituary                                      Last night, whilst leaving a McDonald’s restaurant, died Romanticism. He was 1,348 years old. Romanticism was an attentive way people treated each other, aiming to wake comfort and security in the other one. For years Romanticism had been very popular, but in the last years, he had been competing against Rudeness and Stupidity, this last one, a massive success on the Internet.                                                     Continue reading Shut up, Piangers!

C’est La Vie

  There are certain things that are never to be understood.   People… Why people behave this or that way? There’s a million explanations, but none is convincing enough to make us really understand human behaviour.   Physics… How come a lamppost can be in movement when you are driving in your car? Yes, all physicists are getting crazy now, shouting how simple it is and explaining how easy it is to understand again and again. Ok, this is one I think I understand, but I just don’t accept.   Life… Above all and simply the most important ununderstandable thing. Why … Continue reading C’est La Vie

Birthday Chatter II

     – Look in your bag.    – What is it?    – Go for a piece of paper. I’ve put it in there.    – Ok, Got it. Who wrote it?    – A guy on the train. I wasn’t even looking at him. Then, suddenly, a lady came and handed it to me saying : ‘That guy in a green jacket asked me to give you this.’    – Dear me, Argentinian? Another one? Not again!    – That’s exactly what I thought!    – And have you called him?    – No.    – Why not?   … Continue reading Birthday Chatter II

Birthday Chatter

     – No, I would never say anything straight away for being afraid of hurting the other. We, Leo people, are like that.    – Yes, but even people who have been born under the same sign are still different people.    – Sure, but still, I wouldn’t do it. He seems to be like me in some sense.    – Dear me, why can’t you guys be straight and make things clear? Don’t you see that you hurt more when you beat around the bush and say things other than what you really think and feel? You could save a … Continue reading Birthday Chatter

Nostalgia

    Speaking of nostalgia…   Blurry – Puddle of Mudd   Everything’s so blurryAnd everyone’s so fakeAnd everybody’s so emptyAnd everything is so messed upPre-occupied without youI cannot live at allMy whole world surrounds youI stumble then I crawl You could be my someoneYou could be my sceneYou know that I’ll protect youFrom all of the obsceneI wonder what your doingImagine where you areThere’s oceans in between usBut that’s not very far Can you take it all awayCan you take it all awayWhen ya shoved it in my faceThis pain you gave to me Can you take it all … Continue reading Nostalgia

Saudade

    Saudade, de acordo com o dicionário Aurélio, é a recordação suave e melancólica de pessoa ausente, local ou coisa distante, que se deseja voltar a ver ou possuir. / Nostalgia. /(…)   Saudade, sentimento presente na língua portuguesa e deveras difícil de traduzir para tantas outras. Sim, acredito que todas as pessoas tem esse sentimento de nostalgia, mas por que é tão difícil expressá-lo em palavras? Não o sei. Talvez nunca o saberei; apenas continuá-lo-ei a sentir. Pois, o que ou quem poderia acabar com ele não está ao meu alcance.   Saudade é ruim, você quer acabar … Continue reading Saudade