June 4th, 2007
Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho POSTED AT 08:25 AM in MY DARKNESS!, MY LYF! ![]()
She once realize that kissing is not just brushing each others lips from side to side as she hath seen on soap operas he used to watch when she was still in her hometown in Brasil ( which struck her funny when foreigners would spel it with a Z ). She realized that some things once gone.. Is Gone forever.. Never to be returned again.. So she learned to speak French, about paintings, about St Exuphery's The Little Prince, about farming; all the while mastering the technique of becoming the most sought for prostitute in Copacabana Bar along the Rue de Berne. Everyday she dreamt of putting up enough money to buy her own farm, marry the simple drapery shop owner she had worked for who fell much in love with her. Live 'til she was old. That was her Happily ever after... 90 days before her planned return to Brasil, she stumbled upon a lonely painter.. A painter who beyond his knowledge of her craft saw her light and was amazed by it... He, who once told her that since every man who came to Copacabana was able to possess her Body.. HE tried to conquer her Soul.. In the end she opted to leave her beloved Geneve', together with all the memories of her walk in its lavish fountained park, the Librarian who always lent her books about her interest and somehow helped her to speak French, Milan the Portly owner of Copacabana, The Filipino girl Nyah and all her colleagues which in so far as two years became her family. But much more she would be leaving Ralf the painter who saw her Light after all men who has gone between her legs saw Heaven... This was her story.. And there he was with a bunch of flowers at the Paris Airport waiting for her plane that would connect there.. Inviting her to rewrite her happily ever after.. A very rare and goof read.. Im beginning to like Paulo Coelho.. see more in www.islandboi1983.multiply.com Currently feeling: touched2 Chumerfer!!
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May 30th, 2007
Flying Back!! POSTED AT 03:03 AM AFTER 2YRS AND 4 MONTHS.. IM FLYING BACK...
Currently feeling: working
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May 20th, 2007
Rambling Morosely POSTED AT 06:37 AM in MY LYF! Leo Buscaglia Once said that Love is a process of leading somebody back to themselves... Im wondering now.. could He be an anchor who would just tie me down and help me realize whats worth and whats not of value.. How can someone care for another person If he himself cannot care for himself.. I so damn wanna be A BUYER but it seems that I am and I will never be over being a RENTER and every potential person I encounter is such a FREELOADER that a doorjamb would be much easier to understand in all its subtle ways.. Rambling's over.. Currently feeling: Amber-vigilant |
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