- I have never, never been able to figure it all out. What it’s all about, what it all means. So when I began now to put all these rolls of film together, to string them together, the first idea was to keep them chronological. But then I gave up and I just began splicing them together by chance, the way I found them on the shelf. Because I really don’t know where any piece of my life really belongs. Let it be, let it go, just by pure chance, disorder. There is some kind of order in it, order of its own, which I do not really understand, same as I never understood life around me, the real life, as they say, or the real people, I never understood them.

I still do not understand them/

and I do not really want to understand them. -

Jonas Mekas

there is not one ideal self that I must strive for. there are several different selves that exist right now and that I get to explore and live under the same roof with.

a vida é mais bonita com você pr'acompanhar

10/fev - 16/fev

1. alguém me salve desta semana

death is close/but so is life

tudo pode voltar ao lugar. ou pode construir-se um novo. tudo pode ficar bem.

brilho de sol

“Wash every bowl, every dish as if you are bathing a baby - breathing in, feeling joy; breathing out, smiling. Every minute can be a holy, sacred minute. Where do you seek the spiritual? You seek the spiritual in every ordinary thing that you do every day. Sweeping the floor, watering the vegetables, and washing the dishes become holy and sacred if mindfulness is there. With mindfulness and concentration, everything becomes spiritual.” 

 — Thich Nhat Hanh, em “How to Eat”