domingo, 28 de junho de 2009

June 2009, Last Sunday

A boring day, it's the better definition to what I feel about today.
The things didn't happen how they use to do. My mother didn't go to the fair. I wake up, for what I remember, first than my little br0ther, at least I studied a lot of French, during the morning; but in general I cannot think in anything interesting when I think about what happned during the morning, the afternoon, or even now in the evening.
This week we saw a new wich we were not ready for, or maybe, we just couldn't wait: Michael Jackson's Death. It seems to be a lie. How could he dye, but the new came, and everybody already now: It's true! I don't use to listen to their work, or to watch the video clips, but I remember him from my childhose, and that brings me something from there, I just don't know what. There's something that I know, I should try cathing more from what is going on in the world. Since we have been noticed from what happend, we see in the television his preocupation with children, with the poverty. But I myself was not a known person about these atitudes. This is someone that deserves to be studied, ever now, when he's passed.
I hope to enjoy the best he gave to us. I don't know if that's why I'm alone here in Arapiraca, if I'm far away from my very friends, or if that's why they propose some of the things I think is really important: help the people, but in this moment I just think I should have tried to understand his work better, and learn a little more about him.
There're a lot of things else to talk about me, but not today, instead I'll just say that I'm not well today, as the most part of my days in this strange city to where I was driven by my destiny without a real choice, except the revel or the resignation, and wich I've chosen the last one. And I haven't complainned about this till now, so I won't do much of that this night, not this night. Anyway stays the adivse: "I'm not satisfied", "I'm not happy", "I know I'm not as guilty as my punishment is bad."
In this end of my night, of this night... from it all, I just want to remember one thing:
"To Be True, Strong, and Brave, and defend the weaks and the ones who can't defend theirselves." (from the ancient warriors")
I'd like to see the innocent without any kind of suffering.
(by myself, and from the ones who mind with the world.)
I'll always remember this.
If there's a God: "- Please: I need you, as I have never needed you before."

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