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- 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

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  1. Às vezes não entender nada é o que dá sentido a tudo, por isso, deixemos andar, ir e acontecer.

    (Juro que me identifico demais com os teus pensamentos!!!)

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    1. estes pensamentos por acaso não são meus, mas quase que podiam ser xx
      são do Jonas Mekas, de um filme que ele fez chamado "as i was moving ahead occasionally i saw brief glimpses of beauty"

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