Obsession around 8!

The days that are here, in our story, suddenly seem so few and so many, so beautiful yet so tiny. We all feel the relativeness around the meaning of time...and sometimes it seems quite impossible the way you manage a whole shinning life, with so many perfect moments...and yet you find it short! Do you really wanna know my feelings about time? Well, I used to get angry about time never passing by, I used to feel the days as frigid animals feeding from my dark and raw meat...Now? Time...Why are you so short, so vivid? Why great things just fly over us? I'm here...come here...freeze your self! I know I'll be living in our world...where I'll always feel happy to be alive...a world where the time will have no meaning...cause we will always craft our own way to feel the moments...and to freeze them in our memories...I may forget about the sunny day when we've listened to Norah Jones while the leaves came crawling to our skins (that day, when the hours seemed to pass through our intimate silence)...(You know I won't)...but I'll never forget how much I love you!

An intimate soul came to my room, asking me to live eight and never be late! I'm living as an 8, infinite feelings...Happiness as full as our room, where we are in a spoon!

Pictures taken by André

Trench coat ZARA

Sweater PULL&BEAR

Denim shirt H&M

Caramel trousers H&M

Boots SILVÉRIO SILVA (local designer)

Sunglasses RAY-BAN

My deer followers...here are some news from my trip! XD...Belgium is a country with some peculiar aspects that I could not understand quite well, specially about the subject of the official language. Walking around Brussels I noticed the two worlds of two languages ruling one city (and one country)! Everything was written and spoken in both ways...and the influence of this fact among the way people interact and get to function in society is not very easy to understand, unless you live or feel it with your own skin...Even if I tried I could never translate how you feel Brussels in the matter of words and communication. 

I was so anxious to get to Brussels, and I mean not really Brussels (more whom is living there...XD), that I had built to myself a vacuum of expectation. And to be honest, that worked really nice. I could feel the town with a clear mind...and I really loved it! The rough features of the buildings, the multicultural crashes, Tim Tim première (:D), the architectural mixture...everything was to be noted! Of course the greatest part of everything was the company...and you understand that well, don't you? 

I really love this outfit but I know the photos didn't really captured the gorgeousness of it (in my opinion of course :P)! Well...tell me what you think guys!

- Português -

Cá estão as primeiras notícias da minha viagem, pessoal! XD...A Bélgica é um país um tanto ao quanto peculiar, especialmente no que diz respeito à língua oficial. Só vos digo que, em uma semana que lá estive, vi-me incapaz de compreender como é que aquilo funciona. Vejam lá bem...eles têm duas línguas oficiais e obrigatoriedade de falar ambas! Tudo é escrito e falado em ambas as sonâncias. Tenho de convir que, enquanto se deambula pelas ruas de Bruxelas é evidente quanto esta peculiaridade linguística influência a forma como as pessoas interagem e convivem, bem como a cultura e a sociedade que se edificam em duas formas diferentes de se entender o mesmo país. Não é muito fácil transmitir a sensação por palavras, especialmente porque a emoção que se cria, em pessoas virgens nesta realidade até ao momento em que pisam solo Belga, é de tal forma visceral e irracional que só vivendo é que se é capaz de aprender a sorver o poder linguístico!

Falando da cidade em si. Ora, a minha pessoa estava tão ansiosa para chegar a Bruxelas, e com isto não quero dizer propriamente a cidade, mas mais quem lá está a morar (:D), que vi construída em mim uma total falta de expectativas quanto ao que esperar da cidade propriamente dita. Para dizer a verdade, este facto até ajudou...vi-me capaz de apreciar a cidade na sua total plenitude e sem preconceitos, se é que me entendem. Acabei por AMAR a cidade. Todos os edifícios com o seu aspecto robusto, mas delicado, as colisões culturais, a première do Tim Tim (:D), as misturas arquitectónicas...tudo memorável. Claro está que a melhor parte foi a companhia...e é certo que o compreendem!

Realmente, este outfit é um dos que elejo como favoritos! Até pode não ter nada de especial...e as fotos não traduzem a sua verdadeira beleza (na minha opinião claro!)...chego a parecer gordo nas fotos (não que isso tenha problema...na verdade quero lá saber disso :D)...Bem, digam-me o que vocês acham! :D

Huge kisses Beijos enormes

João

News...Here they come!!!

Despite my recent thunderly kind of life, I've finally get my hands on Brussel's photo album! :D So, guys, THERE WILL BE NEWS TOMORROW! Don't forget to check it out! I leave you with a small teaser for the news that will be arriving soon!

- Português -

Apesar da vida em velocidade ciclónica dos últimos dias, tenho a dizer-vos que, finalmente, dei conta das minhas mãos terem o álbum de Bruxelas à disposição! :D Por isso, pessoal, VÃO HAVER NOVIDADES DAS FRESCAS AMANHÃ! Não se esqueçam de vir cá dar uma olhadela! XD Deixo-vos com um pequeno teaser para os próximos dias!

Picture taken by André (:D)

Brussels, Here I GO!!!

If there was any sense around the lack of wings amongst the Humans, we would never build strong and heavy shells to forge our way between the mysteries of the air! Air...such a marvellous element! 

It's tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!! :D I can't feel happier! I'm crazy nervous...time seems to be lazy...Finally I'll be where I am suppose to be...next to the one I love! I'll be out from Portugal, out from studies, out from the Hospital, and specially out from the distance! Well...I have to admit, I'll be out from Blogui (here) too...but the thing is, I'll have a lot of news and pictures to share in 6 days! :DDD Here I go Guys!!! 

- Mother language -

É amanhã pessoal! AMANHÃ!!! Não podia mesmo estar mais feliz...na verdade estou super ansioso e nervoso...o tempo parece que não passa, teima em deambular pelas ruas e ignorar-me! Finalmente vou sentir-me no meu lugar no mundo, no sítio da minha alma, perto daquele que amo! Nos próximos dias não vão haver livros, nem Hospital (apesar de ter de ir lá amanhã de manhã para dar um pouco da minha graça) e, principalmente, vamos (os dois XD) esquecer a distância! Merda para a distância...é o último ano que a sentimos...só mais um bocadinho, né? Bem, tenho de admitir que também estarei longue aqui do Blogui...mas nada como pensar que em 6 dias vou ter montes de novidades e fotografias para partilhar! :DDD

See you soon guys! / Volto em breve!

Kisses...

João

Here I go Brussels!

Closer and closer...

It is getting closer and closer each day...minute after minute I am a step closer to the place where I have my heart, soul and life! In one week I will be travelling to Brussels! :D...Finally together again!

Of course this means I'll be able to wear winter cloths and take an huge amount of pictures...but that is less important to me at this moment! I'm crazy excited!!!!!!!!!!!! XD

Huge kisses,

João

Imagine...

"I'm searching for a tender reality where Men are treated just like that, MEN...Human Beings!!! I'm still searching for a place where somehow there will be no prejudice...I'll keep on searching through the window for a distant land where I can lay down my heart knowing for sure that will be no blood in vain...Looking through the window..." 

Past words they are...there are no windows anymore...and there is always a moment when you crack the window...you see? The point is: first step to destroy a dream is to believe it is in your hands to make it happen! It is a single Man job to grow up his/her own dreamland, free of stupidity and clumsiness! I'll save lives everyday...I'll have that man by my side and i'll be happy...and I'll help, with my own dreamland, to build a global one!

Just Imagine...Just believe...

Pics taken by André

Shirt H&M

Cardigan H&M

Shorts DIY

Shoes ZARA

Crocodile Belt VINTAGE (from my dad's closet)

- Lucky me -

Never ending days...

What if I blend my self among the waters from the rain with the clouds as vanishing starters? What if Peter? Couldn't you be merciful and teach me how to fly? Perhaps I would be closer to my needs...Sometimes winter knocks you out with such a strong impulse that you can't close your eyes and believe in mesmerizing beauties! It is, indeed, snowing inside...like a lilly, I'm not that special nor even that rare...but I'm meaningful! Is that a good thing? If this is just the time of wondering, I wonder when will this steady wait end? Not as if it is unknown...cause it is not...nor even as I am not willing to give it all...but I would happily fall asleep to wake up just then! Just to be able to stare to those shiny little eyes...just to feel again the warm touch of knowing it all! I miss everything now...My mind fills me with the illusion of an imminent touch, a newborn clumsiness to wake up just because that simplicity of a shared silence is perfect...I don't want to leave dreamland! Am I a lost boy?  "Second to the right, and straight on til morning!" Everyday closer and closer to you...

Then It will be a Laugh and a Sunny day! I'll always be by your side...

And so it went towards the sun...

I would like to make it last forever...the days of perfection...reality to remain just like that: perfect with all the tiny imperfections! Sometimes I feel that those days have never went way, and the Alice within me has never became mute...I believe in starting a new breakfast tradition, just like wonderland; six impossible things...I would not think about a rabbit wearing a fashionable waistcoat, specially because it would be a rather obvious awful use for the sweet piece of clothe, neither would I became addicted to the picture of singing like flowers or a smoking caterpillar...indeed, my impossible things would be more like a bunch of stories where nothing wrong would be possible to happen to good people! Smells...oh, our sweet song to memory (the most permanent memories are born from smells, you know?)...I remember every smell, every song, every little spark of light, I remember it all! So, for that, our dream days will never go way...Whether they might seem quite distant now, far from their returning, they are too more precise, specially because we've learnt how our dance synchronizes itself...I always knew that Alice would always find the way to understand my heart...and for my remarkable addiction to her story I can not ask for more forgiveness! Lewis Carrol, Cheers to your mad story...despite its rather dubious source...It will always inspire me! 

Let me ask you: If you had to elect a "fairy-tale" character that suits you better who would he/she be? Well, I've always found myself in between; Alice? Jack Skellington? Peter Pan? I think I am quite a match to every single one of them...in certain aspects, of course...

Ok...lets continue the subject...Where was I? Oh yes...picturing my memories. When, in my whole life, would I think about going to the Reptilia section of a Zoo??? I HAVE HERPETOPHOBIA FOR CHRIST SAKE!!! So I would never, ever, picture that...still I went! Why? I don't know...it's just a matter of trust! Oh How I loved the beach...Jumping from rock to salty rock, from salty rock to the ocean! I know...I didn't actually jumped to the ocean and for that I'm sorry...too damn cold water...besides that huge point of wrongness in this whole image, I thank You for it all!

This was a rather casual look...not that amazing...but this day was a remarkable day, as my whole holidays! :D...Tell what you think

PS: I'm wearing my armour ring! Love it!!!

Pics taken by André

T-Shirt Pull&Bear

Flannel Shirt Vintage

Shorts DIY (from some old pants)

Shoes ZARA

Bag Vintage

Ring Mediaeval fair in Braga (Portugal) XD

All photos taken in Foz (Porto, Portugal)

And so it was a cold day!

"Keys...the Keys...down with the river flow, they go! «Concerned?» No, not even close! I went upstairs, straight in the middle of the whole wide heaven, just to find me picking up the utmost important windup: there is no need to fringe it up...simple to be simple, great just as that...perfectly crystal clear...giving away the keys, right after locking the locket - forgive me my redundancy - my heartwood has just found his Greenwich meridian! So how could I possibly maim this moment of total and explosive sense of certain with concerns?? No darling I shan't be that boy! Besides, there's nothing to be afraid of...Well, there was a chapel, and a small village, and the bridge of course, I mean, the locket bridge - you know? some kind of deeply emotive monument where you can proclaim your future as if you were instantly blessed with the fine art of divination - and the monumental music from the catholic ceremony, due to the chapel, you see? The whole package it was! There was I, sitting on the staircase, realizing the moment, sipping the smells of the vivid and non-vivid things...specially the one by my side: totally vivid, yet with a static look - for my eyes I mean - with no less then my heigh, simple as a blooming flower, just as perfect as that, yet much greater, much addicting...a marvellous and angelic figure wondering how to write on a bunch of metal? I was matching the letters to form the word A-S-K...but it was too distracting...so I simply picked up the piece of the locking material and some heavy and much denser spark of iron in my pocket and start writing! Said to him: I believe this is the sentence you were willing to merge within, right? - and the music kept on sailing through the ocean bed - «Come on! There's a locker to be locked - and the smile was shining - will you stay?" 

Pictures taken by André and Jimmy

Jumper Pull&Bear

Sleeveless shirt H&M

Belt H&M

Jeans ZARA

Oxfords ZARA

Sunglasses Ray-Ban

This look was not how I planned...the problems with the way Polish guys deal with difference is not much alike of what I'm used to, so I got the advise not to use the whole outfit I wanted!...Still I will show it to you in no time! :)

The locker bridge

I know...the last days in Poland were a bit hard to get to the blog...well, photos from other source plus more stuff equals to a bunch of delays! SORRY!!! :$

Here are more photos:

Pic taken by me, btw

The Japanese Garden in Wroclaw...one word: GORGEOUS!

Building in front of the Wroclaw's Fountain, one of the most emblematic monuments of the city...

Wrowclaw's Fountain

- v -  The Last day...coming back :(  - v -

Gluttony at London's airport. A nasty and fatty breakfast.

I know I've been away, more then it was expected...I had some well deserved unexpected vacancies, which made me delay every single plan I had for the blog...the good news are: I have plenty of photos to post now! :DDD

Great Kisses!

Sunset at Rynek...missing falling stars

Warm was the feeling, a kiss merged into that sunset...nothing to be equal, nothing to be compared, perfect for the difference. If I was a man, then I've turned into a Divine one, bound to a distant end, knowing half-way the future. I could explain to myself the reason why, the thing is...there is nothing to be explained...if my heart have been beating all the time, then it was shinning ... You see? Realizing your human body have begun twisting from viscera to blooming flowers is not a natural thing, yet rather usual among loving beings. The sun has started a chaotic melody, defiling the astonished chasm, a dense picture of a marvelous garden, deeply embraced by the unison of the living atmosphere. Hands perfectly smooth, since they have been miraculously turned into a myriad of sage leaves, filled with tiny sparks of dew...Arms and legs have became limbs of a rotten tree, designed to embrace the lyrics of cherry blossoms and spring grass...there were daisies spreading through the remarkable confusing limbs...for the chest and belly, they were no more...since flowers have taken care of the dense trunk (stolen from an old oak)...as for the head...What a falling star? The head has aroused into a cradle, a birth place...there were blooming and borning and flowers and birds and tiny animals...and...everything dancing as the song kept playing...replacing the hair and the air around...a rebound incarnation, a equal giving and taking from hand to dust, from man to trust, from one to another, man and her mother, loving to the lover! And so it went until now...and so it will be towards the future...where we will be still standing...playing with the furniture of a world made for none, still for everyone...cause we'll still be...giving birth to a world with no boundaries...

Longing to catch a breath again, to endure the heat of your falling star...

Pics taken by André Lameiras

Shirt: Vintage

Jeans: Zara

Boots: Zara (borrowed from André XD...)

Sunglasses: Ray-Ban

There it was...a BEAUTIFUL sunset! Right in Rynek...I would love to get back there! :D...miss that place, and the people, everything, so much! And I miss my spare time for sure!

My first Starbucks...I know...I'm a child! XD

And, at last, the tale....

"Tells the tale that, in a very typical Polish night, in a very typical Polish village, with a very typical Polish couple, a nasty argue went by. You see? The woman was waiting in their house, taking care of the domestic affairs, with the kids and the daily stuff, still having time to wonder: "where is my husband!?...I can bet he is drunk again!...I'll give him the binge!...I can assure he will be falling right away!"...And so it was: the man, drunk, the woman, mad, her shoe was reachable...and so it went to a loosen head...BOOM...husband knocked down!"

A tale for the Polish culture, representing the Polish people and their love for beer! 

PS: That is in the City Hall

I'm close to the end of one more year...close to have my life again! LOL...so...two more days and i'll be here way much more, I can assure that! Kisses and hugs...have to study! XD

Pass the point of no return!...Cheerful Light

There was a secret about trading winds...a secret about things whether crossed, never to be changed... frontiers to the other side...east or west, north or south, finding or being lost, things to be known from the trust.  They say the moon has a twin sister, a dark one (for sure this idea is much more older than the White/Black swan dichotomy), never to be seen or touched...I've always wondered: why dark things have to be bad? I rather prefer to think that if something is hidden or safe from the bitterness of this world, for sure it has something that is worth the effort! There was a day...for a boy like no other...to fell death right beneath his soul rack; if it was a mistake to chose this destiny, his shadow would never recognize it for sure; you could say that was a split off, body and soul were breaking up; it was a rather odd, perhaps an hard paper work, to find a reasonable reason for that soul to pop out and to began wondering why should she bound again...well it's not everyday you crash against your own body hiding you for some reason you just can't solve! It could, and it was probably, a lost case! Well, still the point was: follow the white light towards Neverland? Or pursue the answer...as a matter of facts, you already know the answer...You can see on the photo above...shadow or not, she was finding the answer! And GOSH she found it! To the point...there was she, complaining about the  lacking of something...what would it be? For some reason the answer come across quite fast...whether it wasn't the celerity of the thing, for sure the answer would be lost! Every history has an Hero and a Villain, and every villain has always a huge part of misunderstandings! I could go on with this, instead I soak my effort to make the message sink in: If I was searching for a lighter or a darker side, I din't know...If I was the hero or the villain, it remains unclear...What I know is that I've found the answers, at the moment I less expected it! You know great things come as a natural order of the realism around us...it is on the surrealism we are masters! I've passed the point of no return...Portuguese body with a soul as colourful as an AURORA...stretch out your arm, your not that far...see? You've touched my soul...I'm warm now...tough answer it was...now I can paint our surrealist word...on a cheerful light!

Pics taken by André Lameiras

Shirt: H&M

T-shirt: Pull&Bear

Chinos: DIY_Pull&Bear

Shoes: Zara

Sunglasses: RayBan

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One more day in Wroclaw. You certainly are becoming tired of this trip! Well, I'm not...and I would be jumping towards Poland right away if I could (and with lots of reasons)! This day we were gifted with the presence of a street illusionist...and GOD he was good! He made some crazy stuff and we definitely appreciated everything! :D...with went to one of the city towers, and it was as remarkable as excruciating: you see, climbing all those stares, all those claustrophobic stares is a rather complicated task! At the end it was really worth it! I live you with some more pictures:

 Me and André at the top of the tower

Saint Magdalena's Cathedral after World War II

Same cathedral after rebuilding

 I'll tell you one Polish tale I've came across on my next post! XD

Huge Hug!

Me...You...and Liberty!

And so it was...meant to set things up! No more wars to need, no more...no more tears to bleed, no more...no more hands to crush, and so, never to be poor! I was right from the beginning:  sparks and shiny electric flushes coming out from those blue eyes...and where was I? stuck in mother nature doubt, willing to return that look...shy I was! I was meant to chose, Truth or ... Love or ... Kiss or ... Future or ... You could land your hand to help me, in fact, realizing the dilemma now makes it so simple. Yet, I was lacking of a lift to be transcendent, and HE...he was that lift! "SO BE IT!!!" "What can I do?"..."be FREE...he said to me!"...And so it was: "I'll be...you just have to LOVE me!" If there is luck my friends...I'm lucky to live...always TOGETHER! Perhaps it is about the Carnations...always such a symbol of perfect beauty...I only realize two wars with no weapons, two Carnation shotguns: 25th April of 1974 and the one WE've won...

Pics taken by André Lameiras

T-Shirt: H&M

Trousers: H&M

Shoes: Zara

Socks: H&M

Watch: Swatch

Me and André (88)

Perfect afternoon...There is no need of words to describe how lucky I am, nor how thankful I am! :')

"And all my dreams, they all came true

The day I lay my head on you!"

By Antony & The Johnsons