My Opium Tea

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 06:16:00 +0000

nesses dias me apaixonei, mto. por algo mto, mto distante de mim. dejavú.

Hey, good looking

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sat, 12 Sep 2009 03:57:00 +0000

"Hey, hey, good lookin',
whatcha got cookin?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Hey, hey, sweet baby, don't you think, maybe, we could find us a brand new recepie

I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill and I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancin's free if you wanna have fun come along with me

Hey, hey, good lookin',
whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?

I'm free and ready, so we can go steady,
How's about savin' all your time for me?
No more lookin', I know I've been tooken, how's about keepin' steady company?

I'm gonna throw my datebook over the fence, find me one for five or ten cents
Keep it till it's covered with age, cause I'm writin' your name down on every page.

Say hey, good lookin',
whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?"

(By Johnny Cash)

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 06:40:00 +0000

I've been charmed!

Cause I wanted to! And have allowed it.

Charmed but in charge.

Feels like... grace.

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 04:43:00 +0000

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 04:01:00 +0000

Messing out with a punk witch = tudo quebrado e bastãozinho caído kkkkkk

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 03:59:00 +0000

Gimme shelter

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 22:50:00 +0000

Don't wait till I leave to figure out...

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 19:14:00 +0000

I can hardly wait

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 00:25:00 +0000

"I can hardly wait.
I can hardly wait.
I can hardly wait.
I can hardly wait.

It's been so long
I've lost my taste
say, 'Angel come"
said, 'Lick my face"
lift all your drapes
I'll play the part
I'll open this mouth wide
eat your heart

ah...your heart...
I can hardly wait.
I can hardly wait.
I can hardly wait.
I can hardly wait.

Lips crack dry
tongue blue burns
said, "Angel come"
said, "Lick my thirst"
It's been so long
I've lost my taste
you run me around
make my water break

oh...oh...
In my glass coffin I am waiting.
In my glass coffin I am waiting.
In my glass coffin I am waiting.
In my glass coffin I am waiting"

(lyrics by Pj Harvey)

Tara Mcpherson...

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sat, 08 Aug 2009 21:46:00 +0000

From the Museum of Bad Album Covers:

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 00:51:00 +0000

Shocking!!!!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Thu, 30 Jul 2009 01:48:00 +0000

Under Waters

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 19:25:00 +0000

Can't get no...

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 19:21:00 +0000

"As I've heard from hell"

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 05:31:00 +0000

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 04:10:00 +0000

Sometimes it is easy to remain calm and happy

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 13:41:00 +0000

All you need is a password

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 13:26:00 +0000

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 23:18:00 +0000

Teenage moods

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 21:11:00 +0000

Her catlike smooth voice made my night.
How could she be so humble with such a gift?
For today, I feel like a teen with butterflies on the stomach just to remember that we looked each other in the eyes. An "obrigado" never was so intense and astonishing, couldn't articulate any other word then an stupid "de nada".

How ridiculous is this? I don't mind.
I had to remember that there is a few people doing wonderful things.
This is what makes part of humanity worthy.

How powerful is to see people who was born to do something actually doing it?!
Some kind of heart to heart communication was established while we listen to her voice. So strong that could hurt, but it doesn't, it is a way to feel alive.

It made me believe that the world can only be saved by Artists, but, in fact, there are not many of that kind.

Thanks, Chan!

The greatest... who wouldn't wanna be?

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 20:56:00 +0000

Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or waterfall could stop me
And then came the rush of the flood
The stars at night turned you to dust
Melt me down
To big black armour
Leave no trace
Of grace
Just in your honor
Lower me down
That corporate slob
Make a watch
For a space in town
For the lack of the drugs
My faith had been sleeping
Lower me down
In the end
Secure the grounds
For the later parade

Once I wanted to be the greatest
Two faced, sad little rock
When things I couldn't explain
Any feelings
Lower me down
In the end
Secure the grounds
For the lack of the drugs
My faith had been sleeping
For the later parade

Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or water fall could stop me
And then came the rush of the flood
The stars at night turned you to dust

Sei...

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 19:15:00 +0000

"Dizem os mestres que a força do céu ancora-se na terra pelos joelhos…

Os joelhos também têm como símbolo os labirintos, que são corpos de onda denominados prana sahrira..

O labirinto- sendo o corpo humano um grande labirinto que contém o universo, o micro e o macrocosmos, e sendo a causa primordial da grande obra, o labirinto em toda a história da humanidade é associado à memória ancestral em sua forma espiral. O labirinto representa também os caminhos tortuosos de nossos mecanismos psicológicos de defesa onde o centro do labirinto seria o nosso Eu.

O labirinto é considerado o paralelo da vida humana, onde o homem tem que escolher em cada momento de sua vida o seu caminho. Encontrando-o, ele encontra a sua porta de saída, a sua verdade interior.

Também simboliza , a peregrinação-o nó de Salomão - e o inconsciente."

"I'm not sorry... it's human nature..."

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 06:50:00 +0000

"I'm not your bitch dont hang your shit on me..."

Joelho ressonante

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 00:48:00 +0000

Quanta coisa pra fazer essa mecânica funcionar!
Onde se religa os ligamentos?
Dale cartilagem de tubarão.

We are all born mad. Why not remain so?

noreply@blogger.com (Your own cinnamon) — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 02:14:00 +0000

by Lunatik