Se você achava que astrologia era um monte de bobagens, dê uma olhada no horóscopo cigano.
Viu? É exatamente igual ao horóscopo normal, só que os signos mudam de nome.
Bela lógica. Eu vou fazer uma tabela periódica nova, será igual à velha, mas os elementos terão nomes diferentes. Ao invés de hidrogênio, nós teremos unipartículon e ao invés de metano, fártunon.
Putaqueopariu, horóscopo cigano!
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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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2 comentários:
Gostei, o meu signo cigano e' o punhal. Muito mais ameacador do que um carneirinho.
Aproveita e ve^ se faz uma tabela periodica mais curta, eu alegaria que so' existem 16 elementos. E colocaria um jogo de sodoku pra ilustrar o funcionamento da interacao entre eles.
"A diferença é que, em vez das constelações, utilizamos objetos próprios do nosso dia-a-dia."
Punhal, adaga, machado...
Parece que o dia-a-dia dos caras se resume a objetos cortantes.
Uma variante do horóscopo cigano seria o horóscopo do jantar chique, com os signos:
talher de salada (18/12 a 21/01)
faca de queijo (22/01 a 21/03)
faca de peixe (22/03 a 30/05)
garfinho de fondue (01/06 a 01/07 - sim, estamos no inverno)
colher de sopa (02/07 a 01/08)
faca para cortar picanha no churrasco (02/08 a 15/10)
bagulhinho pra passar manteiga (16/10 a 17/12)
-- ou algo parecido com isso ---
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