(image by Alan Geddan)
Há vinte e cinco anos
eu construía cabanas
com cobertores e lençóis
e vivia dentro delas
toda vez que não conseguia
entender o mundo.
O que eu faço agora?
I'd build blanket forts
and live inside them
whenever I couldn't
understand the world.
What should I do now?
Que tal uma cabana de livros?
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Concordo com Dilly. Beijoos.
ReplyDeleteFabulous, Kenia. I recommend you go ahead and build another fort, and hang out there just for a day. The safe seclusion may prove meditative, curative, right.
ReplyDeleteLove this Kenia, I've felt like that too! :-)
ReplyDeleteYes, Kenia, build a fort: one without gates or walls or a drawbridge. People will ask: "May we enter?" and you will answer: "You may." "Where do we enter?" Where don't you?"
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Andreas
Don't try to understand it; love it instead. That's what people should do who can't understand the world.
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