I learned in Network Society

You are the average of all your friends

Reconstrução

Não tenho medo de mudar,
Tenho medo de permanecer.
As mudanças acontecem todos os dias.
O dia que eu não mudar,
Um pouquinho que seja,
Preparem as flores.

Cantarolam os Sininhos

Se eu parar por um instante e ficar quietinha, escuto o trem passar na minha janela
Ouço também os sininhos do vizinho, que se animam em cantar quando bate o vento
Escuto o tic tac do relógio, mesmo longe do ouvido e escuto meus pensamentos mandando uns poucos suspiros.
Mas tudo isso, só se eu ficar quietinha por um instante.

"I can't tell you what I found wrong`, I replied, 'but I'll say what I find right. You are a wonderful musician, and music is your life. What I would prescribe, in a case such as yours, is a life which consists entirely of music. Music has been the centre, now make it the whole, of your life".'
The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat - Oliver Sacks

Inspiration as a Point of View

My friend told me that her inspiration always comes when she is sad.
Amazing poems comes from it. Why? I cannot understand.
When I am sad, I am just sad.
When I am happy, I am so many things, so many feelings, I am colorful and the words just appear from I do not know where.