Stairs of Thought

01

I'm a canvas made of wonder, I'm the one that doesn't fright you...

02

We're masters of disguise...
We'll knock you down...

We're evil twins...
We'll destroy you with a blink of an eye.

04

I've tried so hard to enter in my dreams.
why do they always end being nightmares?

05

Life's a carroussel enjoy your stay and swim with me...

06

I'm so fucking bored...
I'm so tired of all these chairs one within the other...

07

I've all the dreams of the world within me and I don't want to be a mere grain of sand.

08

I'm the lightness that gives you food for thoughts and energy to continue.

09

I was your bride, do you remember me?

10

I'm the tiny princess finding my way home while looking at my soldier that echoes on my footsteps...

11

I'm descending inside my mind...
I'm caressing the wind...

12

I'm up...
I'm down...
I gaze...

13

I was your original sin and I'll kill you with my smile.

14

I dress like you love...
I do love your eyes as a soul...
I'm a bygone but I'm me...

Thoughts about " Little RED riding HOOD"

01

-Let ourselves enter in the wood.
Or so says the book.

02

Marvel towards the trees...
 feel the ancient knowledge...
 Feel oxygen pumping in the dark...

03

- I'm little red riding hood, is any wolf around here?

04

- I've some food that I picked from my mother's house.

05

I'm not a shadow puppet...
 It's ME...
Little RED riding HOOD

06

Here are the trees where I used to play as a child.
Can you feel me dearest tree balancing your branches?

07

The sun doesn't enter here...
We're the woods of your wonder..

08

I'm the big BAD WOLF and I'm trying to capture the essence of this wood.

09

The moon's pale tonight.
Echoes the tree to the fallen leaves

10

I capture existence here. 

- Do you see everything in its right place?
Asks the sun to the woods.

11

I'm searching a path, where the big BAD wolf won't catch me.

12

- Gaze I towards you beneath the woods, but I'm not feeling hungry.
Says the big bad WOLF to RED riding HOOD

13

- I don't trust you, BIG bad WOLF, I'll run as fast as I can from you.

14

You must trust me, I was and I'm your faithful partner towards the woods.
Says the big bad WOLF to Red Riding HOOD.

15

I'm taking a glimpse of you two, I was little red riding hood once too.
Now that I'm older, the wolves love me and they don't bite me.

16

I've spoiled it all...
I've left food all over the woods...
How will I feed my precious big bad wolf?

Dolls in a DOLL'S house

01

Gazing at the ceiling and with only a few clothes in and thin as a match, I wonder:
- Where's my match?

02

Bounded eyes...
Mouth shut...
Ears covered...
Who are we?

A man is questioning a woman:
"Play with the mind?"

A woman is questioning a man:
"Play with the soul?"

03

I've many faces...
I've lots of shattered dreams...
I've had so many masks...
I've so many eyes and with a simple glimpse of it, I ask you this:
- WHY?

04

At the edge...
Always in the edge like a crocodile running amok on the streets...
We feel ourselves together in a bound full with illusions where our hearts beat faster than cars...

05

I love to feel ethereal...
I love to walk with my feet marked as a position in air...

06

I'm looking towards the stars...
I'm looking throughout all buildings...
I'm in your eyes, mind and eyes...
I'm the ancient wisdom of the celts...
I'm the ancient knowledge of a town in portugal...
I'm on the edge and I simply can't fly because I don't want to do it.

07

We're marked forever as the wildest, the funniest, the prettiest, but why do we cover our faces?
Says a sister to another.
We aren't just love dolls, but do you think we're?
Take your chance and we'll prove you wrong..

08

Am I a mere doll or do I seek oxygen in order to breathe?

Esplendor magnético

01

E a multidão vai entoando:
- Festa?

02

Eu dei tudo o que tinha e não é que fiquei imortalizado?

03

Eu fui o ANJO de alguém...

Eu fui uma mortal que me tornei IMORTAL...

04

Eu faço o mergulho acrobático e a máscara não desaparece, pois no palco imenso que é a vida, eu sou, eu fui e eu serei.

05

E na minha infância, não é que a vida era sempre uma constante folia?
Para onde foram os meus sonhos?
Foram passados para uma nova geração?

06

- Sou a Bonnie, não me vês CLYDE?

Valeria Lukyanova - Human Barbie

Apesar da turbulência na qual me encontrava, sabes que te amo com todas as palavras existentes num qualquer léxico ou vocábulo...

07

Como uma aguarela desprovida de bom senso ou com uma rapidez desmesurada pergunto-me a mim mesma:
- Para quê?
- Para quem?

Carmen Miranda

Todas as frutas...
Todos os sabores...
Todos os paladares...
Todos os aromas...
A diversão é um veículo para a alma se transmutar...

Melancolia

01

E num intervalo de memória, interrogas-te:
- Para QUÊ?

02

E entre paredes ou numa encruzilhada qualquer, volto a perguntar-me:
- Por QUEM?

03

O telefone não para de tocar e a melancolia é inerte e eu pergunto-me:
- Para quando?

04

- Por quem verti lágrimas num soalho decadente e pegajoso?

05

- Continuo indagada a perguntar para o QUÊ é este SAL que ainda me inunda?

06

E num acto de desespero inócuo, eu GRITO para mim mesma:
- O QUE FOI?

07

Os meus olhos não são marcas de estrada, logo as palavras ficam mudas por algum tempo..