Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Friday, August 05, 2005
The Mist
The sent of a winter hearth doesn't feel right - I went to the balcony.
And there it is: the mist.
Unfortunately it is not fog, the promise of moist hanging in the air. The clouded air might deceive the sight at first glace, but the intense sent of burnt eucaliptus and the sting in the eyes soon clarifys its nature:
Lisbon's streets are immerged in a cloud of smoke from the violent fires in nearby Mafra and Leiria. :-(
The country is ablazed, litteraly. 15 simultaneous fires are still burning and 2700 firemen, tired from weeks of endless struggle are still working at this time to fight it. The severe drought fuels the fire with dry wood and water fails in many places.
What will still be left no one knows.
Rain - rain with be a blessing!
A blessing that isn't coming....
So the smoke keeps spreading .....................................
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Getting to the point where...?
"Everyday I Love You Less And Less"
Kaiser Chiefs (c)
Everyday I love you less and less
It's clear to see that you've become obsessed
I've got to get this message to the press
That everyday I love you less and less
And everyday I love you less and less
I've got to get this feeling off my chest
The Doctor says all I needs pills and rest
Since everyday I love you less and less
And less, and less
I know, I feel it in my bones
I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control
Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel
i've got to know what's not and what's real
Oh yes I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed
Impressed you're dressed to SOS
Oh, and my parents love me
Oh, and my girlfriend loves me
Everyday I love you less and less
I can't believe once you and me did sex
It makes me sick to think of you undressed
Since everyday I love you less and less
And everyday I love you less and less
You're turning into something I detest
And everybody says that your a mess
Since everyday I love you less and less
And less, and less
I know, I feel it in my bones
I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control
Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel
I've got to know what's not and what is real
Oh yes I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed
Impressed you're dressed to SOS
Oh, and my parents love me
Oh, and my girlfriend loves me
Oh, they keep photos of me
Oh, thats enough love for me
Oh, and my parents love me
Oh, and my girlfriend loves me
Oh, they keep photos of me
OH THAT'S ENOUGH LOVE FOR ME!!
Saturday, July 09, 2005
WE WILL NOT CHANGE OUR LIVES.
Mind the translation of the note of claim of 07/07/'05 attacks in London tube.
He who warns IS NOT EXCUSED.