Brad Pitt is a Basterd!!!!! Movies worth to see now!

Hello, good morning!!!

Well, as a person who LOVES literature, art and MOVIES, I always like to make some lists of my favourite this, my favorite that. Today I will not make a list (it's coming soon, lots of them!!!), it's just some considerations about movies that I saw and LOVED the last weeks. Do you like to go to the movies? Me and my husband love, almost every week we see one or two films. Sometimes three. Unfortunately we can not see all the films, specially because almost only "commercial", "non-cult" movies go to all the theaters, so sometimes we have to download them.

My first new beloved one is Inglorious Basterds (BASTARDOS INGLÓRIOS, in Portuguese). Tarantino is the man!!!!!!! Wonderful. it's that kind of movie that makes you want to enter there and just fight with the characters!!! It's about a group of people that fight the nazi during the Second World War. I just hate Almost any movie about war, guns, these stuff, but this is ART, superb, wonderful. ALL the actors are great, perfect. Go to see it, now!!!

New Tarantino wonderful movie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The second is the swedish movie Lat den rätte komme in, Let the right one come in (or DEIXE ELA ENTRAR, in Portuguese). One word, not one, two, three, whatever: WONDERFUL, MARVELLOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boy suffers from bulling in school. Boy meets the new neighbor, a girl. Girl changes boy's life forever.

Although the story seems easy, it's not that old formula of vampire movies, it does not underestimate the audience intelligence. Forget about Twilight (CREPÚSCULO, in Portuguese). It's not corny, it's not common. It's almost Literature.

Lat den rätte komme in, Let the right one come in or Deixe ela entrar, in Portuguese.

The thrird one unfortunately I couldn't see at the movies, I saw it on Cinemax, a channel from HBO group. It's that kind of movies that makes you feel light, happy and you don't know exaclty why. Je vous trouve très beau, You are so beautiful or Você é tão Bonito, in Portuguese is about a widower farmer that goes to Romania to find another wife to help him in the farm...

It's a sensitive movie, funny, romantic. Definitely a worth to see movie!!!!!

Je vous trouve très beau, You are so beautiful, or Você é tão bonito in Portuguese. Poetic.

And you? Whar are the last worth to see movies you loved?

See yall!!!

Farewell, Grandpa!

After this beautiful post from my friend Andrea, I'd like to write a letter to one dear person that passed away last Thursday: my grandpa.

Dearest grandpa!

I'd like to say that, fist of all, I'm thakful that you existed, you were born. Through you and my grandma my father was born. I'm glad you have lived 90 years. To me it's not much, I'd be happier if you could live 150. But I'm happy ayway. "Time". What is that? It seems that I'm still that little girl that you used to take to park and tell stories about your youth, about how you met my grandma and about how she was beautiful, how you loved her.

I'd like you to know that you ARE important to me. You were a brave person, raised seven kids, a grandson, watched a son to be murder in a burglary and always had something nice to say. You did believed in life. In the future I hope to be 30% what you were as a parent. I'm proud of you, proud of the family you have made.

Thank you, I hope you're with the angels now, cause you were one of them here on earth.

Your granddaugter, Tata.

Alan Parsons Project "TIME"

The only thing certain in this life, besides the death itself, is the uninterrupted passage of the time , without complaints, without sorrows, without doubts...
"Flowing like a river to the sea", showing on our faces the marks of what we have done to ourselves during our mission on this planet, full of unanswered questions, unaltered facts in history, full of unafraid feelings of conquering freedom.
Time... an unchangeable journey through the mysteries of the human race, a great spectacle of communion among nature elements that can move the eternity into cycles of hours, minutes or seconds that can change life inninterruptedly, a circle of life, forever, time forever time.....

Everything she wants

Every thing she wants

"How could you leave me, when I needed to posses you?

I hated you, I loved you too."

Wutering Heights, Kate Bush

He always felt kind of out of place.

A man isn't supposed to be romantic. Too odd.

Since he was born, he was in love with some girl. Who the hell the girl was she wasn' really important. I think they were all one. In fact, the truth is that he has always been in love with the same girl, but in different bodies. The first teacher, the first doctor. The first female friend from the kingdom garden. Being in love was the regular state of mind.

But, once upon in his life there was THE girl. First time he looks to her: Love in the pure state. He felt like a punch in the stomach. Could this be really real? She personified every woman in the world. She was from all the colors, all the sounds. What was she? Diamond girl, precious stone, that's what she was to him.

He introduces himself. She looks to him. Love.

One morning he wakes up, he is going to pick her up at college. He is happy. He wants to stay with her, not just date, he wants her every minute, to sleep with her, to hug every piece of her. Tonight they're supposed to be together, they are going to the mountains. She loved " Wuthering Heights". He could be a Heathcliff. In front of the school she says she feels like staying at home, alone. Ok, That's right. At home, she feels alone and he comes back, talks to her, they drink wine, but her sisters are at home and he can not stay in her room and can't hug a single piece of her.

A month later she wants to stop college, stop work. Life is only one, you gotta live to the limit. You gotta do what you want to do. Art school. Painting. Now she is free, she wants to live with him. Same house, same space. They want each other, they kiss until their lips hurt. They move together. Too weeks later she misses her mom. In three weeks, her sisters. Patience is his virtue, but his Catherine Earnshaw decides to live apart. "Let' just stay friends".

She moves to Bangkok. He waits. He waits her letters, her emails.

He meets Lucia.

Lucia has the same hair since she was 18.

She works in a bank. Lucia was a true woman. She was no sunshine, but he would have a true family with her. His love with "Catherine Earnshaw" now seamed a strange good dream dreamed a long, long time ago.

Next month they got married.

Dancing with myself

Don't you think that somethings make us remember??????????

Friends, happiness, sadness, loves. When I listen to some songs, records, cds, whatever, I remember many nice things (not sooooooo nice sometimes..)

Well, today, Ill tell you in one word (or something like that) what some cds make me remember. I guess I't gonna be funny!!!!!!!! Let' go!!!

1995, college days.

Sunday happy morning eating chocolate cookies (from Piraquê)

Saturday mornig waiting for a party at night (1989).

I used to listen to this songs when I wanted to feel cool. And romantic. And sexy.

Me. Wanting to go to Boston to see them.

My aunts cleaning the bathroom EVERY Saturday morning. It's hell in earth, believe me.

And you??????????????? What songs/cds make you REMEMBER???????????????????

Sunny connected souls.

It's funny how people are connected in their minds without having the slightest idea about it, without even knowing they have something in common...or not, maybe it can be just a coincidence also. Let me explain.

Yesterday I had this strong feeling of seing the sea...Yes, the ocean, the salty water , the oceanic breathing, the sun....I miss it so much! I'm a Leo, so my zodiac sign explains it all. I miss the energy that comes from sunny days.

 I live on the mountain side of my state. My hometown is called Nova Friburgo, which means "New Cold village". Do I have to say how cold it is in the winter? Fireplaces, cheese, wine, overcoats... all of these are perfect and I don't dislike them, but I'm a daughter of the sun. I'm a completelly different person when I feel the hot weather, when I walk through the sand, shoeless, wearing my colorful bathing suits , feeling the sun tanning my skin, the wind passing by my whole body, listening to the waves kissing the sand, looking at the infinite horizon, freeing my mind from problems and bad thoughts of any kind.
The last time I went to the beach was eight months ago. Why so long? Because I have a little cute baby and for his protection, I decided not to put him through situations he can't stand for now. Now he is 10 months old and  it's Spring around here, so, I'm planning to take him for a day on the beach. Maybe this Saturday.

Anyway, all of this just to say that I write and follow a collective blog called Autores S/A. And this morning I was caught up by surprise when I read a poem of another writer that happens to be  a Leo as well and the subject of her poem, was the same as mine! Isn't it incredible ? She is talking about the same need, the eagerness for the ocean, for the sun. And we don't know each other, she doesn't know my personal blog or anything like that.


I love the net because of these little happenings. We can find soul mates virtually, without having the possibility of knowing them in any other situations in life. Real life...I have been making many friends through the blogsphera and I love it! I love the interactivity built just through the written words... And good night to all of you who stops by .

Love Story

A sorta fairytale

Let's see colours that have never been seen

Let's go to places no one else has been

Electrical Storm, U2

She lived in the sea with the others sea beings, loved the water, she was the water and the water was her. Adena used to swim from blue Greece islands to Italy sea. Adena had no sisters, some disappeared when in love with some sailors and others she just never heard from them anymore. She barely remembers from them, they were all like her, human and fish at the same time. Sometimes Linux were more fish than girl, although she was curious about humans, women, legs. They all had legs. Legs much better than tail, legs the same as wings, even better.
Fourteen thousand years. No human contact, except for the singing. She sang to herself but couldn't help being heard by humans. Through her voice she has been loved, adored, worshiped during all her life. But no contact.
Then He was born.
One night He feels like swimming. He hears the singing. That night Adena wasn't singing to herself. They look at each other and everything makes sense. Caught up in the rapture . No differences, no promises.
She moves in to the island. Everyday is a silly love story of kisses and poems. How could she never new Love. Love's so right. They slowly became each other, no need of food, thy fed of the drops of themselves they sip from each other. Days, months, years of happiness.
Then she got legs. On day in the morning Adena wakes us and no tail. She touches the legs, feels the fingers, the ground, the sand and the water f the sea. He looks at her, loves her, fish or woman, there's no one like her. Let's get married. You're mine, I'm yours, kids, house, relatives-in-law, everything.

Marriage: kids, house, relatives-in-law, everything.

Adena misses the sea. They have arguments about anything everyday. She walks into every room in the house. The house is so small. Land is so small.
One night He takes her into his arms and goes to the sea. He lets the waves hold her, it feels like home.
She's water again.