keep learning! keep trying to write in english.

So... listenning friends, I'm going to write in english again.
This have been a crazy week.
Crazy for bad, but really crazy for good sometimes.

No, about that interview everybody knew, I don't get it.
Papers papers papers. Where is your papers?
I said no no no, like in the Amy Winehouse song.
But even after all, I receive an invitation for a movie.
That's good.
You don't have a new job, but your ex-future boss invited you for a movie.
God Save America!

To compensate that NO JOB FOR YOU, last night was amazing.
I arranged a meeting with Michael, five years virtual friend of my Best Friend Mario.
Michael have been living at the city for two months, so we are both pretty new new yorkers.
I met him at 42nd st and 3rd ave and we walked to NOWHERE bar in east village 14th st.
The night was not so cold, perfect for a walking.
We talked about his job and about my life here, hard times for me and really good time for him.
He is working for an advertising company. We talked about music and books and love and buddha and tatoos.
After three drinks I took my phone and called to Mario in Brazil... Mario is so funny and out control that he told me:
"DON'T FORGET HE IS MY BOYFRIEND. I KNEW HIM FIVE YEARS AGO AND WE ARE TOGETHER. YOU'RE MY FRIEND. TAKE CARE OF HIM".
I couldn't stop laughting about that. Mario is insane. But to make him more calm, I told: DON'T WORRY, BABE. YOU KNOW ME.

End of the night, a good walking around Greenpoint, Brooklyn. You know how much I like that place? I really would like to live there.
Crossing the MacCarren Park at 10 p.m., some guys playing american football and the beautiful skyline of Manhattan in front of you. A soft rain falling down the sky.
"YOU DESERVE SO MUCH TO BE HERE", I thought.

Michael lives in a nice apartment. He shares the place with 3 other guys. Why I'm telling this?
Because two of this guys are Iraqi refugees. Gays.
And when I arrived at the place one of those guys, Mohammed, wearing a skinny cotton pants, black and white striped socks and black and white striped sleveless t-shirt told me:
- Nice hair.
- Thanks.
- Where are you from?
- Brazil.
- Uh, so that's why you're hot.
RISOS. RISOS. RISOS.
I only could think one thing: THE AMERICAN INVASION OF IRAQI IT WAS REALLY GOOD FOR AT LEAST TWO GUYS.
Can you imagine a gay guy having this kind of conversation there?
Never.
Good people. Good to listen their histories. Good to know more about the world and how people try to survive. Good to see their strange faces telling me everything will be allright. That maybe I could find a lesbian girl and get marriage with her. Risos. Good stop thinking for a while.

I woke up this morning feeling really well and happy. I ate a big sanduich at a Greek deli and drunk a coffee while I walked to the subway station.
I'm pretty sure something really good is coming.
Can you feel it too?

da esperanca.

preciso de um novo emprego.
confio ter um novo emprego.
mereco ter um novo emprego.
tenho a permissao para um novo emprego.

ok. todos juntos, heim.
preciso do axe de todos.

um rio nunca para de correr ate chegar ao mar.

SOU TODO MARINHEIRO, e estou indo AO ENCONTRO.

da beleza.

da beleza de espelhar aquilo que se ve.
da beleza de espalhar aquilo se sabe.
always knew the body. the body: serious.
my heroine.
Manuela Eichner.

da beleza de descobrir.

http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=1QclAvhsqaA&feature=related - UNANU
http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=qFfiFW1PaNg - AR-RACIFhttp://br.youtube.com/watch?v=o3UH7ex6LNM - objetoclaroesemnome

"deixa a saudade em repouso
(em estacao de aguas)
tomando conta
desse objeto claro
e sem nome".

Oh, Bunitinha

sempre contigo, sempre comigo

amor de dois.

encontros e desencontros:

nao pode haver cena mais contemporanea do que aquela em que Bill Murray encontra Scarlet Johansen no meio de uma rua movimentada da altamente iluminada Toquio e confessa ao seu ouvido algo comum a todos os que ainda acreditam.
Sim. Estou perdido.
Nao. Nao tenho vergonha disso.
Em tempos de colera quando se torna a cada dia mais dificil encontrarmos alguem a quem possamos dedicar o nosso melhor, eu, um menino em constante dessinicio, nao sei ainda como controlar o que esta em mim.
YES. I AM NOT A UNDER CONTROL KIND OF PERSON.
Como eu disse `a minha irma, Manuela:
"sinto como se eu tivesse uma caixinha de fosforos dentro de mim. E toda a vez que tento queimar um dos palitos a caixinha fica ainda mais cheia. Agora e' tempo de espera. Sei que logo logo vou conseguir pegar um palitinho de cada vez e ir queimando eles em luz explosiva. Mas ao final, a caixinha fica vazia denovo."
Nao e' assim?
Risos. Silly boy.
Nova Iorque e' do tamanho de uma ervilha.
Hoje eu estava andando pelas ruas, para pensar.
Estava indo ao encontro do meu amigo Marcio. Agora estou na casa dele, fazia muito tempo que eu nao dormia aqui.
Mas o que eu quero contar para justificar a historia da ervilha, e' que quando eu estava passando exatamete em frente ao endereco do homem-caixinha de fosforos e senti aquela chama brilhar forte e densa, acabei aceitando um flerte na rua pela primeira vez. Um homem lindo, negro, vestindo um casaco cinza e longo, charmoso e aparentemente boa pessoa. Ele me olhou e eu retribui. Aceitei que ele chegasse.
- How are you, perguntei.
- I'm good.
E com a mao extendida para mim e minha mao ao alcance da dele, ouvi:
- My name is ................
E agora deixo para voce completar os pontinhos.
Yes. Exato. Acredite ou nao seu nome era o mesmo escrito na caixinha de fosforos.
Perguntei em rebate: What?
E com a voz ainda mais firme ele repetiu.
Falei em contrapartida:
- Wow! This name... wow... this name...................
Ele disse:
- This is karma.
Sem medo algum respondi a uma pergunta que ele nao havia feito:
- Yes. Must be. But now I can't change. Nice to meet you. Good luck.
New York is a pea. A small green pea.
E as ruas aqui sao tao movimentadas quanto as de Toquio. Ou Sao Paulo. Ou Porto Alegre mesmo.
E quem tem forcas continua esperando para ouvir algum segredo.
LOST IN TRANSLATION.





P.S.: to amando meu corpo de pessoa que acorda cedo para ir malhar. Bailarino.

tempo de falar em estrelas...

mas eu ja tenho um telefone novo. mesmo numero.
hoje nao tem nenhuma nota. so fotos.
times square ontem a noite.

S.O.S.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I JUST CALL TO SAY I LOST MY PHONE.

Really. I lost my phone last night. Shit!

So. I'm dumb. For a while.

NOW I AM...

- reading a new book. SOUTH OF THE BORDER, WEST OF THE SUN, Haruki Murakami. I only read the first chapter, but looks like a beautiful story about human being. Easy english, easy reading.

- in love with the new KINGS OF LEON album. ONLY BY THE NIGHT is an amazing album, energetic guitars, powerful lyrics. My favorite is the pop one: Sex on Fire. Not for nothing, here goes some lines: Hot as a fever, rattling bones / I could just taste it, taste it / If it's not forever, If it's just tonight / Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest / You, your sex ison fire / And you, your sex is on fire / Consumed with what's to transpire.

- liking to take pictures of the New York sky. It's because had being beautiful days in the town. Maybe my sister's influences, 'cause she loves the sky too. BLUE BLUE BLUE!

- workig out almost everyday. I have the necessary discipline, but I don't have the same schedule to eat I used to have in Brazil. And I don't have a protein shake too. But babe, I'm getting muscles! I'M TOUGH!

- playing karaoke on youtube. RISOS! It's easy... Play the video and take the lyrics on google. My set list is: HAPPY TOGETHER, The Turtles; NO I IN THREESOME, Interpol; YOUR ENGLISH IS GOOD, Tokyo Police Club and BOYS DON'T CRY, The Cure. I'm planning to create a band.

- feeling good than ever
BUT
- missing my friends all time.

- freezing. 'Cause it's getting colder and colder
BUT
- not freezing only when I am naked. YEAHH... BELIEVE ME. But wait: I don't use to be naked all time or all around the town. Only with... OK OK. I'm not finishing this line because you don't need to know when or where or with whom I FEEL THAT HOT.

This is what I AM... now.

And right now I'm going to eat a sandwich from PIADA'S. A good italian place here in Lower East Side that I adore. And the sandwiches have FELLINI'S MOVIES NAME.

yummy yummy...