quinta-feira, janeiro 14, 2010

Where The Wild Things Are




Algo perto do sublime sem nunca (e seria tão fácil) cair no ridículo, habita os mundos da fantasia e da realidade, e combina algo profundamente simples entre ambos.

Ah pois, a banda sonora da Karen O (Yeah Yeah Yeahs) é absolutamente fantástica.

2 comentários:

Maria disse...

When the child was a child,
It was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?
Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell
not just an illusion of a world before the world?
Given the facts of evil and people.
does evil really exist?
How can it be that I, who I am,
didn’t exist before I came to be,
and that, someday, I, who I am,
will no longer be who I am?

Peter Handke - Song of Childhood in, Wings of Desire

A simplicidade da audácia.
Beijo,

Unknown disse...

Smiles on thee, on me, on all,
Who became an infant small;
Infant smiles are his own smiles;
Heaven and earth to peace beguiles.

[William Blake]

"A sorte ajuda os ananazes.", nas palavras do nosso amigo Tó Pê.
Beijo-te,