.:garbage:.

14 - A Temperança

Palavras-Chave: Alquimia e Auto-Transformação

- Acontecimento marcante a nível psicológico aos 14 anos;
- Moderação e ponderação;
- Espírito indagador;
- Ciência e tecnologia podem atrair vc;
- Motivação pessoal;
- Precisa trabalhar sua parte emocional conflitos;
- Sempre precisa esperar;
- Natureza íntima elétrica;
- Deseja ver coisas diferentes;
- Poder de cura pelas mãos (Reiki, Cristais, Passes Magnéticos, etc);
- Inconformismo;
- Transforma os ambientes por onde passa;
- Mente aguçada;
- Deseja clareza por parte dos outros;
- Sintonizado com as tendências mundiais;
- Amigo(a) e participativo(a);
- Relações afetivas tem sucesso se baseadas na amizade mútua;
- Luta pela liberdade;
- Quer alçar vôo e atingir o alto;
- Comportamento às vezes utópico;
- Telepatia;
- Quer experimentar coisas novas;
- Precisa estipular metas;
- A saúde pode ser muito testada;
- Princípios firmes;
- Sensibilidade a sons;
- Apreciador de uma boa música;
- Quer agradar a todos;
- Observação;
- Não pode estar preso a dogmas ou doutrinas;
- Funcionalidade;
- Inventividade;
- Cooperativismo;
- Pode cuidar ou assumir a responsabilidade de alguém doente na família;
- Confronto de idéias;
- Teimosia em relação às suas idéias;
- Deseja superar-se nas tarefas;
- Incondicionalidade;
- Atenção à área neurológica, muscular, glândulas, próstata, cabeça e pressão;
- Apartidário;
- Segue sua cabeça e é seu líder;
- Cuidado com a intolerância.

E assim sou eu. Sem erro algum. Mesmo.
Me assutava a cada item que eu ia lendo... But what can I do?!

[The Corrs] Dreams.

Written by Shirley Ann at 5:39 AM | Permalink | | links to this post

'Coz today I did A LOT of things and it was fun!
Almost 100%. Why almost? 'Coz there's always someone unhappy and with tons of problems that tries to fuck the day up. But IT DIDN't work. Just feeling kinda better now.
Changing subjects: I'm with this weird dreamy mood these last days. Kinda romantic, I could say. I think I'm watching too much "That '70s Show", but I really would like to meet someone silly but kind like Eric. I like sarcasm and sincerity . Or, if it has to be a girl, someone like Donna. Red-haired, with strong opinions, kinda feminist, but still girlie. I'm not in a rush or seaching for someone right now: I'm hangin' out, having my affairs here and there, having fun. But, like one of my favorite bands used to sing, but in the present "My heart is open / Like a window to a summer breeze".
Now I go. 'Night!

[Roxette] Milk and Toast and Honey.

Written by Shirley Ann at 2:39 AM | Permalink | | links to this post

Yep. I've depression and it's a fact.
But I think that is not my well-known depression that is bothering me: I know I must have patience and wait for some stuff and, after that, continue fighting my life. But I'm getting impatient - and patience used to be one of my virtues - and this little time that I can't do a thing, really act on something bigger, that is the thing depressing me...
And, of course, realize that money really talks louder. If you have money, car, possessions, you're always gonna have someone to help you... If you can't go out, if you don't have a car, a motorcycle or some way to go anywhere quickly, anytime or if you don't have the dough to do this almost always, I'm sorry to say, but you'll have no friends.
Well, nowadays, everyone is in a big rush, always busy working a lot, studying, doing other stuff, so noboby has much time anymore. And, if you're not avaliabe this exactly time your so-called friends want to go out, you start to missing friendships, 'coz you'll be never there. Once, twice, three times and increasing... After a while, there you are, alone: nobody call you or invite you to places, 'coz you can't go almost all the time. Nice, huh?
I've always this idea that's worth to work or to do something that you like to do, for passion, so the work will be all done better. I think now things cleary changed: work for money, the more the better, so you can pay for the things you really like, as time, vacations, enterteinament, friends and even love. Have I said 'love'? Yes, I have. 'Coz love is easier to cultivate you you have more time and means to cultivate it and to break the routine. This stressful routine and lack of money are two of the biggest causes to start a fight between couples. You have to agree with me that if you don't have time to dedicate to your love, it's gone fade away someday.
Well, jumping rightly to a final statement, 'coz I've written to much today, I'm in a real dark time in my life. But not the good dark, that I can see through it: a darkness that surrounded me and I just can't see or move at all, 'coz for this short time, I feel that not moving is the best way now, but my feelings seems to be covering my reasonable plans.
But I have to wait. Just a little bit more...

[Mary And Max].

Written by Shirley Ann at 1:05 AM | Permalink | | links to this post

The girl I used to like was kind, long hair for a while, shoulder-lenght later. She used to be like me, strong personality without being rude; that side-smile I used to like, the way we felt about each other. She used to care of herself just to please me, her sweet perfume used to involves me and we're fine.
Sometimes I think it was my fault, when all my grown-up problems started to grow and things became weird... Maybe it was my lack of attention, I'll never now.
When I woke up from my own reality, when I left the center of my tornado of problems, I just realized she was not there like I used to see her: her hair, her attitude, even her feelings about me, everything, I felt it was different.
I still feel remorse I still think it's my fault, I dunno...
And there she was after it all: boyish, agressive - not the strongness I use to like anymore: my baby girl was gone. The cute one, that used to hold me tight and laughed while we played with my body lotion, during my extra-girlie crisis... The one who didn't like make-up, but used to paint her nails to go out with me; The one that I tought she'd understand me, being the way I am.
Then, the thing I maybe could call love one day, became disappointment. I tried to get used to it, to fit myself in the actual scenari. But I couldn't. And this disappointment just became bigger and bigger...
I'm so confused, feeling guilty and I'm have this big, huge hole of disillusionment, that seems to veil every other feeling.
I don't know what to write anymore. I better go to sleep and rest.
I just had to spit it out.
[Band] Music.[Author] Book.[Movie, Serie s or DVD] Info about.

Written by Shirley Ann at 1:16 AM | Permalink | | links to this post

It seems to be always depressing and I can't help it.
But I'm moving myself for a better wind for next phases.
Let's see.

[Delight] Anew.

Written by Shirley Ann at 1:02 AM | Permalink | | links to this post