INTOXICATED MAN

A SSOMBROSAMENTE B ELO C ORPO. D ESTA E XISTÊNCIA F ÚTIL, G ANHAS H ARMONIAS I MAGINÁRIAS, J AZIGOS L ONGÍNQUOS, M ORIBUNDOS N ORTES, O ÁSIS P ERDIDOS, Q UEDAS R EGURGITANTES, S EARAS T RANSTORNADAS, U TOPIAS V AIDOSAS, X ISTOS... Z INCO... BARBARELLA

BARBARELLA

Through the space between your eyes there are strange planets there are many lies... The scars of butterflies and pierced witches swerve to your hand and vanish in the walls of your skin. The abduction comes unasked and yet knowned you're the flying flowers thet run and flow through those butterflies that stand so low. These dimensions, I'm sorry, for me they are real that's the way I feel. My blood is turning into anaemic water. Look at the vault that my soul makes. BARBARELLA

*Primeira música do dia, no mesmo café do outro dia: "Alive and Kicking", Simple Minds (é assim que se chama, acho). 11/07/2006 08:18 BARBARELLA

*Primeira música do dia, ouvida no café ao pequeno almoço: "Slave to Love", Roxy Music. 07/07/2006 08:25 BARBARELLA