Tales of sand by hand

01

Time's a bird on the horizon..

02

I'm the price that you must pay

03

I'm canvas in you anyway

04

I'm truth in a ladder

05

I'm spoken truth in a feather.

06

I'm past and present memories.

07

You do feel my joys at hand

08

You do feel my essence on a band.

09

I'm the face of time at nine.

10

Forever in sand, I do rejoice with the hand.

11

Do you see me cry even if I don't pass by?

12

Form a pattern and all the soul's a threaten.

12

I'm words on a wing.

I'm joy to the wind.

13

Why does the sea embraces me?

14

What does the soul needs to be?

15

I don't disappear with the tide, I do form more than a mere bride.

16

You're shadows on fire.

You're a bread in barbed wire.

17

Mouth that gives way to thoughts; don't blab me over taughts.

18

I do whisper at the wind:
- Are you more than the mere bind?

19

I'm an ear without a face...

I'm joy at the human race.

20

The waves engulf me towards a stage at sea, people tell me:

- Let it be.

21

I'm a face in the door..

I'm a room in the floor.

22

With my eyes half closed I do rise towards the nose.

23

I'm without a sight, but am I not the more bright?

24

I'm a spear at your heart.

I'm a spike that won't do us part.

25

From ashes to dust.

From floor to door.

Make me yours forever more.

26

I'm vision with sand.

Why don't you give me a dream Mr. Sandman?

27

No water can make me disappear.

No grain of sand can make me near.

28

I'm the wave that fils your heart.

Believe on me, I'm more than a mere dart.

29

I'm form.

I'm formless.

I'm without you.

I'm a mess.

30

I'm more than a nose.

I do crave a pose.

31

I don't fell you.

But I roam towards the truth.

32

Dreaming without sleeping

and all the words are really speaking.

Words: Manuel Espirito Santo

Works: Vaida Tamoševičiūtė

Paredes em chamas

Envolto em farrapos que são mais que meros trapos, vamos observando com acutilância as esquinas e ruas da mui nobre e invicta.
Tu perguntas-me:
- Amor meu, qual o significado daquelas estátuas que vemos ali?
- Amor meu, porque é que a invicta tem uma alma quase imperceptivel?
Fico a olhar para o céu e vou respondendo ao amor da minha vida, somente com o olhar...
I would like to have a cup of tea on a singular cup...
Je veut être plus qu'un oiseaux et moins qu'un poisson...
Les lapins parlent avec moi á cause des choses que je ne comprends pas:
- What do you want to take from a singular angle and merely with your mind and heart?
Eu não consigo responder a frases avulsas ou a perguntas complexas e procuro no amor da minha vida as respostas...
Parto novamente numa direcção onde encontro uma estação de comboio mágica e nada intermitente em pleno coração da invicta.
A minha musa bela e majestosa vai me sussurrando coisas ao ouvido:
- Je peut être une nuage...
- Ich will ein traueme leben...
Suddenly the walls of the most beautiful city in the world scream something to me:
- Porque é que não VOAS?

Um barco sem alma a navegar

Nos meandros da memória e ao escutar uma canção...
 Tentamos apanhar uma ovação..
 - És um miudo com uma paixão por limas...
 - És um homem com amor pelas rimas...
Voltamos ao barco disperso e encalhado no meio do Pacifico e pensamos na sua história desencontrada.
 Quando vindo do nada, aparecem uns quantos ratos que tentam afundar o barco e os gatos começam a agrupar-se em terra para não deixarem que algo maléfico seja trazido para a mesma, espalhando o pânico e a confusão:
- Somos os gatos que salvaram uma cidade do declínio..
- Somos a voz da consciência que enaltece a persistência..
Deitados ao sol como seres repletos de emoção e sensação, o mais pequeno vai dizendo:
- Tenho a alma de um leão e um olhar próximo de um embrião..
O do meio vai dizendo:
- Possuo uma mente complexa, mas tenho o coração na mão..
O maior dizendo:
- Sou mais que o teu pão...
- Sou aquele por quem os pais dão a mão..
O barco navega sem rumo, rumo á escuridão..
A luz é uma mescla de emoção e confusão..
No final de tudo, as perguntas são formalizadas:
- Por onde navegas, sem remos ou pegas?

Thoughts with Man Ray photographs

01

I embrace myself TOWARDS the days, WHY can't THEY see ME?

02

And all the MUSIC'S within ME and all the DANCES are made BY ME.

03

A mask inside a sailor to be...

04

I do WHISPER my heart to BE.

05

Inside the EYES of a SHADOW, I do gaze upon YOU..

06

My lips are SEALED, but I SCREAM like a BANSHEE..

07

I do ENTER on WORLDS of OBLIVION, but I'm ME.

Words : Manuel Espírito Santo
Images : Man Ray 

Thoughts and words on Fellini's Dolce Vita

01

The FOUNTAIN'S a VIRTUE and I go THERE often.

02

I do FOLLOW the ROAD, but ON it THERE are lots of LINES and STOP signals.

03

I can REACH the SKY and touch the STARS, I can DO IT.

04

- I was CHRIST, NOW I'm merely a STATUE, look at WHAT they're DOING to ME.

05

- Can't YOU dance FASTER than THAT?

06

In a CAVE of WONDER, We do ECHO towards OURSELVES: 

- WHY?

07

The WATER'S upon ME and I do love TO refresh MYSELF.

08

- Can't I bathe MYSELF and ENJOY happyness?

Thoughts inside David Lynch's world

Fire Walk With Me

Echoing like SMOKE...
Framing PICTURES on the HORIZON...
You know that I'M always HERE, don't YOU?

Alphabet

LOTS of WORDS to BE formed TO a STRANGE array OF displayed LETTERS.

Lost Highway

I wasn't AFRAID of ANY CROCS.
I am WHAT I am.

Mystery Man

- I'm THE mystery MAN and I do CARRY my TRUE face WITH ME.

Poster

- I do PARADE with MY spine CRACKED.

Elephant Man 

I CARRY the WEIGHT of MY shoulders ON my BACK, but I CAN support IT.

Twin Peaks

DREAMS and VISIONS are EVERYWHERE.
THOUGHTS and WORDS are NOWHERE.
THEY call ME the DEVIL, but isn't THE devil EVERYWHERE?

Picture

WE'RE flowers TO BE...
WE'RE words TO see...

Red Room 

I've ALWAYS caressed YOU with MY thoughts, HAVEN'T i?

Eraserhead

I'M in A dark ROOM, LOOKING to a MIRROR.

Lost Highway 2

I'm A true FEMME fatale...
I BELIEVE in my DIGNITY and RESPECT...
I  KNOW who I am...

Lynch's strips

I'm THE angriest DOG in THE world and I don't BITE.

Inland 

What's UP?
What's GOING on?
Do YOU need MY help?

Lynch's cup

A CUP of coffee IS good...
TWO cups WITH cofee AREN'T enough...

Eraserhead 2

I'm AN eraserhead...
i BRING a PENCIL with me, CAN'T you see IT?

Elephant Man poster

I'm LOST in a HOLE...
MY face's COVERED but I CAN be in WONDERLAND.

Mulholland Drive poster

I PARADE in streets...
I don't KNOW what TO do...
i'm ME...

Lost Highway poster

- WE do RIDE on a ROAD that NEVER lost ITS echo.. - We're MORE than MERE eyes OR bodies.

Lynch photograph

 

- We've ESSENCE.
- STRANGER than ALL thoughts UNITED. - I do KNOW where I AM.

Jack Nance - Eraserhead

- MY hair's UP high TOWARDS the STARS; They DO call ME jack NANCE, BUT I disappeared.

Lost Highway - Poster

- The HIGHWAY'S never LOST..

- The road's ALWAYS straight AHEAD.