nirix5 | Okay, kids, today's reading assignment is "War of the Saints" by Jorge Armando.

Short entry, as I'm kinda blue, and have to go to bed since I'm working with Mom tomorrow. I don't know. Some days, you just feel the time passing, and seeing things change is just... that. An ellipse. It's not quite depressing- it's sad, but it's clean, in a way. Natural.

I wish I was Brazillian, sometimes. No, not because of Rafael. Sheesh. Their insatiable love of life is intoxicating. As is the way they dance. They are the most beautiful people.

The Elves can keep their immortality. Think about it- they live forever, and lives of men are as brief as a candle flame to them. But dammit, at least we burn. And even if it's short, it's spectacular.

Saudacoes
D'a lic'enca um momento
Te lembr'o
Que amanha
Ser'a tudo ou ser'a naoa
Depende, cora,cao
Ser'a breve ou ser'a grande
Depende da paixao
Ser'a sujo, ser'a sonho
Cuidado, cora,cao
Ser'a 'util, ser'a tarde
Se esmera, cora,cao
E confia
Na for,ca do amanha

(Translation:
Greetings!
Excuse me, one moment
I remind you
That tomorrow
It will be all or it will be nothing
It depends, heart
It will be brief or it will be great
It depends on the passion
It will be dirty, it will be a dream
Be careful, heart
It will be useful, it will be late
Do your best, heart
And have trust
In the power of tomorrow)

"Spirit Voices" ~Paul Simon