Narrativa contínua da cena ou da paisagem pintada, conforme a uma superfície plana ou curva, que se desenrola ou envolve o contemplador, transportando-se para mitologias positivas ou negativas, pois bi-polares.
Para a geração ensebada e guerderosa.
Já os estou a ver a correr para as lojas para comprar os phonefingers (leia-se iDesengordurator) de marca, com as mais variadas cores e quiçá já para o próximo Europeu o façam com as cores da Bandeira Nacional.
Fico ansiosamente à espera da versão para orelhas
Ver mais aqui e aqui sobre a novel demência nacional.
Hoje acordei com uma música que não me saía da cabeça mas não sabia qual era, fui investigar e não é que me deparei com isto:
Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you.
Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you.
On the day that you were born
The angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue.
That is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around.
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you.
MIRACLE
You're my life's one miracle
Everything I've done that's good
And you break my heart with tenderness
And I confess it's true
I never knew a love like this 'til you
You're the reason I was born
Now I finally know for sure
And I'm overwhelmed with happiness
So blessed to hold you close
The one that I love most
Though the future has so much for you in store
Who could ever love you more
The nearest thing to heaven
You're my angel from above
Only God creates such perfect love
When you smile at me I cry
And to save your life I'd die
With a romance that is pure in heart
You are my dearest part
Whatever it requires
I live for your desires
Forget my own, your needs will come before
Who could ever love you more
There is nothing you could ever do
To make me stop loving you
And every breath I take
Is always for your sake
You sleep inside my dreams
And know for sure
Who could ever love you more
Celin Dion

ou terá antes preferido bater com a cornadura
do k ser comida por pseudo machos ociosos ????

