tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55515676851115174852011-08-03T16:19:39.500+01:00do lado mais negro – o blog dos tristesRuminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-69612896642877213382010-07-09T09:20:00.003+01:002010-07-09T10:17:00.469+01:00Hoje o meu inner self foi invadido por uma profunda tristeza.<br />É que nem o choro consegue abrir caminho por entre a névoa da ansiedade.<br /><br />Preciso urgentemente de um abraço.<br /><br />I will have to do it myself.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-6961289664287721338?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-50392750872914199982010-07-02T12:06:00.002+01:002010-07-02T12:19:00.119+01:00Hoje e um bom dia para morrer.<br />É mais um daqueles dias em que esta ideia se fixa na minha mente.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-5039275087291419998?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-91887895182903123192008-04-07T08:29:00.001+01:002008-04-07T08:30:57.019+01:00A noite passada estava deprimido.<br />Liguei para o SOS Voz Amiga (800 20 26 69).<br />Fui atendido por um call center no Paquistão.<br />Disse-lhes que me queria suicidar.<br />Receberam a notícia com entusiasmo e perguntaram-me se sabia conduzir um camião.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-9188789518290312319?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-26941531103097881812008-03-31T23:26:00.001+01:002008-03-31T23:26:33.699+01:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RKE0uZmG8g&amp;hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RKE0uZmG8g&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="275" height="200"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-2694153110309788181?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-27370658794762211652008-03-09T00:57:00.002Z2008-03-09T00:58:25.971Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3kxDBn-hRyg/R9M2Kam1VvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ODeTwrVOp6s/s1600-h/01b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3kxDBn-hRyg/R9M2Kam1VvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ODeTwrVOp6s/s400/01b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175539949347624690" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-2737065879476221165?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-61731049558777536262007-11-12T23:23:00.001Z2007-11-12T23:27:14.492Z<object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/orACIBjHuI4&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/orACIBjHuI4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-6173104955877753626?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-55314147903187775352007-11-07T22:17:00.000Z2007-11-07T22:18:52.756ZDemasiadas frentes, nenhum sossego, pouco ar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-5531414790318777535?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-77571707292944944922007-11-07T00:02:00.000Z2007-11-07T00:04:15.550Z<span class="txt_1"><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mUmdR69nbM"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mUmdR69nbM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" >This Mortal Coil</span><br /><br />On the floating, shapeless oceans<br />I did all my best to smile<br />til your singing eyes and fingers<br />drew me loving into your eyes.<br /><br />And you sang "Sail to me, sail to me;<br />Let me enfold you."<br /><br />Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.<br />Did I dream you dreamed about me?<br />Were you here when I was full sail?<br /><br />Now my foolish boat is leaning, broken love lost on your rocks.<br />For you sang, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow."<br />Oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow.<br />I'm as puzzled as a newborn child.<br />I'm as riddled as the tide.<br />Should I stand amid the breakers?<br />Or shall I lie with death my bride?<br /><br />Hear me sing: "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you."<br />"Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you."</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-7757170729294494492?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-84327577194934794302007-11-06T23:17:00.000Z2007-11-06T23:21:55.447ZPasso os dias consumindo-me,<br />roendo-me,<br />escravatando-me com mãos e dentes.<br />Alterando as impressões digitais.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-8432757719493479430?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-17598177637831186702007-11-04T01:34:00.000Z2007-11-04T01:35:12.581Z<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMa2-Q2yS3M&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMa2-Q2yS3M&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-1759817763783118670?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-90252044034467401132007-11-04T00:40:00.001Z2007-11-06T23:11:13.801ZEstar perto da morte – a morte desejada e temida por ser tão fácil.<br />Estar perto da morte – a morte eminente e temida por não ser desejada.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-9025204403446740113?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-85942209842650965622007-11-03T22:22:00.001Z2007-11-06T23:15:44.776Z<object height="355" width="425"><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" >"Les mots Bleus" por Alain Bashung</span><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/szSPMLtLHOc&amp;rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/szSPMLtLHOc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" >les mots qu'on dit avec les yeux</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-8594220984265096562?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-31963229766168210302007-11-03T21:26:00.001Z2007-11-03T21:26:49.361ZPlanear passar uma maravilhosa noite de fim-de-semana na net a encher blogs… e a ligação à rede avariar sabe-se lá porquê.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-3196322976616821030?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551567685111517485.post-20451365682797956022007-11-03T20:27:00.001Z2007-11-03T20:27:56.453ZÉ tanto o esforço que faço a cada minuto para me convencer que a vida é porreira, que a exaustão já se apoderou de mim.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551567685111517485-2045136568279795602?l=sucandogastrico.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruminandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07080584727049461954noreply@blogger.com0