segunda-feira, 13 de junho de 2011
O concreto salgado escorre pelos meus encontros, me encharca. Mas continuo pedalando, cada vez mais resignada, pedalando, pois sua rudez me faz dócil. Um garoto trilha sonoro na calçada ao longo de sua mudez, e eu me pergunto se ele sente tanta raiva calada quanto eu. Eu o ultrapasso, só para saber que irei encontrá-lo novamente. 17.58. No relógio parado da cozinha coletiva, ainda 17.15. Estaciono a bicicleta e flerto com as rosas de plástisco que posam na cesta de uma bicicleta alheia, cheias de piedade humana. E tudo se entrelaça subitamente com a irrupção da rotina por meio das nuvens densas cobrindo o navio prestes a partir: Bem vindo a lugar algum, e uma boa viagem.
sexta-feira, 8 de abril de 2011
quarta-feira, 6 de abril de 2011
Boehme através de mim
The Soul says again to its noble Sophia, its Love, that is born again in it
O my noble Pearl, and opened Flame of Light in my anxious fiery Life, how thou changes me into thy Joy! O beautiful Love, I have broken my Faith with thee in my Father Adam, and with my fiery Strength have turned myself to the Pleasure and Vanity of the outward World. I have fallen in Love with a Stranger, and would have been constrained to walk in the Valley of Darkness in this strange Love, if thou had not come into the House of my Misery, in thy great Faithfulness, by thy piercing through and destroying God's Anger, Hell, and dark Death, and restoring thy Meekness and Love to my fiery Life.
O sweet Love! Thou hast brought the Water of Eternal Life out of the Fountain of God, with thee into me, and refreshed me in my great Thirst. I behold in thee the Mercy of God, which was hidden from me before by the strange Love. In thee I can rejoice; Thou changest my Anguish of Fire into great Joy in me. O amiable Love, give me thy Pearl, that I may continue in this Joy forever.
But as no Pearl thee have to give, must my Anguish of Fire seek some mundane palliatives from time to time.
O my noble Pearl, and opened Flame of Light in my anxious fiery Life, how thou changes me into thy Joy! O beautiful Love, I have broken my Faith with thee in my Father Adam, and with my fiery Strength have turned myself to the Pleasure and Vanity of the outward World. I have fallen in Love with a Stranger, and would have been constrained to walk in the Valley of Darkness in this strange Love, if thou had not come into the House of my Misery, in thy great Faithfulness, by thy piercing through and destroying God's Anger, Hell, and dark Death, and restoring thy Meekness and Love to my fiery Life.
O sweet Love! Thou hast brought the Water of Eternal Life out of the Fountain of God, with thee into me, and refreshed me in my great Thirst. I behold in thee the Mercy of God, which was hidden from me before by the strange Love. In thee I can rejoice; Thou changest my Anguish of Fire into great Joy in me. O amiable Love, give me thy Pearl, that I may continue in this Joy forever.
But as no Pearl thee have to give, must my Anguish of Fire seek some mundane palliatives from time to time.
quinta-feira, 24 de junho de 2010
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