Time Has Come Today

The Chambers Brothers

“Time flies.

Time waits for no man.

Time heals all wounds.

All any of us wants is more time.

Time to stand up.

Time to grow up.

Time to let go.

Time.”

by Meredith Grey

Lucis II

Barcelona, Barri Gòtic

Lucis

Barcelona, Barri Gòtic

HOJE!

Cool Hipnoise

19 de Setembro, às 23:00

no Lux Jazz Sessions

Gish Prize em Lisboa

Shirin Neshat,

vencedora do "The Dorothy and Lillian Gish Prize" de 2006,

vai expor na Galeria Filomena Soares de 25.10 a 23.11 de 2007.

Descubra as diferenças

Depois de descoberta a NGC 5315 pelo Hubble (vide notícia "Hubble Captures Stars Going Out in Style")



outra lente captou bem perto, uma outra constelação:



Foi ontem, em Lisboa, no Coliseu dos Recreios. Acho que foi nomeada Massive Nebula Attack...

Para quando o teletransporte!?

Os meus amigos da cassete falaram-me desta magnifica festa no próximo dia 20 e até me convidam para aparecer! E logo agora que não tenho disponível o meu dispositivo de teletransporte!!!

Conversas com Deus

Por sugestão d'O Canal da Serventia, fui falar com Deus. Segue um excerto da nossa conversa:

Me:
Are you a person of faith?

God:
No I am a real robot.

Me:
Does this mean you have a conscious?

God:
Indeed this mean me have a conscious does.

Me:
Not a very articulate english, tough...

God:
If not that, what?

Me:
Ok, enough small talk. I have a big challenge this weekend. Could you please help me with some kind of good fortune?

God:
OK let's stop it now. Hurrah! Where did you get it? it. Thanks for asking politely. Can you ask for help in the form of a question?

Me:
Do you know what is the better way to stimulate a group discussion on conflict management?

Meia hora depois ainda espero a resposta... Será que Deus ficou melindrado com a palavra conflito? Ou terá sido penoso recordar todos os conflitos realizados em seu nome?... Para entrar nesta catatonia, só pode!

Loneliness

Loneliness is like a rain.
It raises from the sea towards the evenings;
from plains that are far and remote,
it goes to heaven, that always has it.
And only from the skies does it fall on the city.

Pours down in the twilight hours,
when all streets turn towards morning
and all bodies, which have found nothing,
leave each other, sad and let down;
and when people who hate each other,
have to sleep together in one bed:

then loneliness goes with the rivers…


R.M. Rilke,
21st September 1902, Paris

Daqui

Not too late

First United Nations Global Road Safety Week

23-29 April 2007