I am asleep, in coma, sleepwalking through existence since he went away. And I am afraid of waking up again. Will it be a touch of hands? Lips? A smile? Or a fight? I know it won´t be an attempted suicide, cause I´ve tried that already. What will kick start the engines of my heart, … Continue reading Waking the skin
Meu sogro jura de pés juntos que seu ódio aos judeus é justificado, que os sábios do Sião se reuniram de fato para combinar a dominação mundial, que tudo o que ele viveu é a mais pura verdade histórica, literalmente e que ele entende a política segundo esse testemunho. Ele não está tão errado assim. … Continue reading A potência – história presente
The Naked And The Nude By Robert Graves For me, the naked and the nude (By lexicographers construed As synonyms that should express The same deficiency of dress Or shelter) stand as wide apart As love from lies, or truth from art.Lovers without reproach will gaze On bodies naked and ablaze; The Hippocratic eye will … Continue reading Naked and Nude
The 4th episode starts with a close up of Dolores´eyes. The several layers of colours and fine tissue necessary to make her eyes, and for that matter, any human eye, seem to be a common theme at the show. ERWoods does a terrific work keeping her eyes still, as expressionless as possible until prompted by … Continue reading WestWorld S.01 Ep.04 Dissonance Theory
He made a fatal mistake: on a second date he called himself my man. I know it was meant to tease me, in the middle of sex. But it was a turn off. He is not my man, my boyfriend, nothing like that. I could not look at him, at least on a second date, … Continue reading No man´s woman
What makes us truly real? Sometimes I feel my life is a bad dream, that I will wake up somewhere else, to a different life, in a different place, and being a different person. I have the same feeling when I look at passing strangers, the thousand stories, the clichés, the unusual ones, the comedy … Continue reading It is all a bad dream, my love.
Automatons, robots and androids. Automatons are machines that move by themselves, like those wind up toys as seen in the movie The Invention of Hugo Cabret (based on a book by Brian Selznick). Oh, but they were not a XIX century novelty, they´ve been around since medieval times, as feats of engineering made to charm … Continue reading Westworld. My new HBO darling.
Me beija. It is Portuguese, spoken with Brazilian carioca accent. It means kiss me. Nothing sounds so sexy. Whispered at your ear, half breathed, half sighed, warm and languid, not hint of the European Portuguese harshness or of the Spanish flatness. Two words full of promises, rather than a simple demand. He kisses with his … Continue reading Will you kiss me?
I´ve never fucked someone who talks so much during sex. Small wonder he gives little or no oral sex, one can´t talk with his mouth full. And he pesters me to tell him tales of my past experiences. I have no problem writing about them, but the sexual act is not debriefing, it is about … Continue reading The moment eternal