Eu estava abismado em como aparentemente as pessoas não têm mais massa cinzenta entre suas têmporas e sim ar. Em como as pessoas estão se tornando pastéis de vento. Então eu escrevi algo como três parágrafos sobre Thomas Pynchon.
Mas daí eu decidi não publicar. Salvei como rascunho. Quem sabe um dia desses eu compartilho com vocês.
Mas que as atenções, as percepções e as escritas estão em uma espiral de irrelevância elas estão. E o pior: a poucos links de distância.
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I went out walking
Through streets paved with gold,
Lifted some stones of the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul.
I went out walking
Under an atomic sky,
Where the ground won’t turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye.
Yeah, I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
I went drifting
Through the capitals of tin,
Where men can’t walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in.
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens lack to sit,
They say they want the kingdom
But they don’t want God in it.
I went out riding
Down that old eight lane,
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name.
I went with nothing,
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
I wet out there
In search of experience
To taste and touch and to view as much
As a man can before he redempts.
I went out searching
Looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his fathers right hand.
I went walking
With a bible and a gun
The word of God laid heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one.
Now Jesus, don’t you wait up
Jesus I’ll be coming home soon
I went out for the papers
Told her I’d be back by noon.
Yeah, I left with nothing
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
Yeah, I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
(U2 & Johnny Cash)
Through streets paved with gold,
Lifted some stones of the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul.
I went out walking
Under an atomic sky,
Where the ground won’t turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye.
Yeah, I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
I went drifting
Through the capitals of tin,
Where men can’t walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in.
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens lack to sit,
They say they want the kingdom
But they don’t want God in it.
I went out riding
Down that old eight lane,
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name.
I went with nothing,
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
I wet out there
In search of experience
To taste and touch and to view as much
As a man can before he redempts.
I went out searching
Looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his fathers right hand.
I went walking
With a bible and a gun
The word of God laid heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one.
Now Jesus, don’t you wait up
Jesus I’ll be coming home soon
I went out for the papers
Told her I’d be back by noon.
Yeah, I left with nothing
But the thought you’d be there too
Looking for you.
Yeah, I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
(U2 & Johnny Cash)
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- aint talking
- Apostos
- Aurora Borealis
- Becker - Posner Blog
- Blog do Reinaldo Azevedo
- Cereja Ninja
- Dancing With Myself
- Feliz Nova Dieta
- Freakonomics Blog
- Load Failed
- Marrom
- Mises Economics Blog
- MONSTERING
- Pai Al Knows Best
- Períneo
- puragoiaba
- r e p e t e n t e
- Roger's Rules
- Spaceyship.com
- There's no real truce in my fury
- Those are my principles, and if you don't like them... well, I have others. - Bruno Litio
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- Was ist los?
- Wunderblogs
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- Macacos me mordam
- O post inteiro que podia ter sido e que não foi
- Disco novo do Dylan (um poema concreto)
- Eu não gosto de você, mas do seu pai eu gosto
- We'll always have Paris
- Meus problemas acabaram
- Da política monetária e dos parênteses
- Estética
- Peço desculpas
- Dica
- Desconcerto
- Farewell
- Conspiração
- (Not so) Instant karma
- A condição humana, ainda
- Wondering wanderer
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2 comentários:
às vezes os links estabelecem uma multicolinearidade de imbecilidade, aposto. Desconfio. E concordo. ;*
Multicolinearidade! Assim vc me deixa constrangido ><
hehhehe
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