If you can’t convince them, confuse them

shirt – pull & bear; pants – primark; very old sneakers – killah; necklace n’ cluch – parfois

Donut

Well, I’m so sorry for this long absence, but it’s the two last weeks of school before the exams, and and don’t even have time to sleep properly… but today, motivated but a sweet comment of a reader (that’s why your feedback it’s important), I thought that I had to take some pics this weekend! So here it is: I take a pause in my studies and go out to eat a donut and buy a cd, the last one of Mars Volta, noctourniquet… Have a nice weekend, guys!

sweatshirt – h&m; red pants - andy warhol by pepe jeans london; sneakers – nike court force; bag – candy by furla; sunglasses – chanel

Weekend inspirations about acts…

The conscience of self-wisdom, it usually means short horizons. Socrates of Athens said that in the corollary «I know that I know nothing».

I think the point of human evolution is take one step forward that the person before me, not annihilate that person… or all the human kind, besides me.

I’m not the world’s center, so can’t use people when I need and, then, annihilate them… that’s not wisdom, that’s stupidity. And stupidity is equivalent to human nothing.

If you want to be a wise human being, learn the meaning of person, of friendship, and don’t use the most important thing in the world for your own needs: people.

It’s easy to seem a wise man to the masses, try to show your knowledge to a philosopher… he’s gonna tell you that knowledge shows itself in acts.

The finite conscience needs always a previous conscience: there’s a conscience in each act that supports all that exists. Not even the prisoners of Plato’s cavern were immersed in the complete darkness.

And Leibniz monads are nothing more that intelligence in act… intelligence in act.

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Random…

cozy fire on a cold night

little flower that reminds me the fragility of life

vintage shirt stolen from my grandma’s closet

short glimpse of blue sky in this cloudy May

detail of my new beautiful long skirt

two camellia floating in the lake together

little lovely square in lisbon

lovely set of notebook and pencil case that I bought just to motivate me a bit more to produce some texts that I really need to

one of the most amazing churches that I’ve been in my entire life

the typical tiles and iron balconies in Lisbon

The crow – «it can’t rain all the time»

sweater – sfera; dress – killah; shoes – melissa

How to wear jeans…

The other day, Cait from Wore Out Blog, mentioned something in a post that real bothers me too, which is the difficult to styling some jeans with shoes because of their lenght… So, wandering on tumblr I found this awesome jean/shoe styling guide! I think this gonna help me a lot!

Squeeze clouds and drink the rain…

blazer – mango; t-shirt – mango; galaxy leggings – primark; leather bag – uterqüe; boots – h&m

Won’t you be my neighbor?

body – bershka;  vintage jeans – 550 levi’s (ebay); boots – dr martens

Enjoy the silence…

saruel pants – pepe jeans london; silk shirt – springfield; leather jacket – bershka; leather bag – vintage; watch – casio vintage; ballerinas – bimba & lola

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can’t you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

(By Depeche Mode)

Breeze…

My classes just started last monday and I’m already lost in books again… I’m working on a presentation about Apokatástasis – the doctrine of reintegration… How crazy is that??! haha The worst thing is that I LOVE to write but I’m just too insecure in oral speech… I just hate to speak to an audience! My hands sweat, my legs tremble and I think I’ll forget all that I prepared even when I had read twenty books!

So I’ll let you a little “top-of-mountain” breeze. A relax moment in the middle of my chaos

 

 

I have owed to them,

In hours of weariness, sensations sweet,

Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart;

And passing even into my purer mind,

With tranquil restoration.

 

William Wordsworth