21.6.06

baixio altruísta

(...) andava por aqueles tempos tão obcecado com o destino da humanidade e a saúde do mundo que se lhe fugiu a mulher, se lhe ardeu a casa, se lhe atropelou o cão, se lhe roubou o carro e se lhe foi o emprego e de nada fez gordo caso. Tempos mais tarde, quando cabisbaixo reconheceu por fim que jamais o mundo havia sido são, apercebeu-se –já era tarde, demasiado tarde- que o destino da humanidade afinal, enquanto o suponha por diante, lhe estava passando ao lado.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anónimo said...

o prolixo

6/22/2006 5:19 da tarde  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

o blog do estado civil
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What then
His chosen comrades thought at school
He must grow a famous man;
He thought the same and lived by rule,
All his twenties crammed with toil;
"What then?" sang Plato's ghost. "What then?"

Everything he wrote was read,
After certain years he won
Sufficient money for his need,
Friends that have been friends indeed;
"What then?" sang Plato's ghost. "What then?"

All his happier dreams came true —
A small old house, wife, daughter, son,
Grounds where plum and cabbage grew,
poets and Wits about him drew;
"What then?" sang Plato's ghost. "What then?"

"The work is done," grown old he thought,
"According to my boyish plan;
Let the fools rage, I swerved in naught,
Something to perfection brought";
But louder sang that ghost, "What then?"

(What Then?, de W.B Yeats, 1936)

6/22/2006 5:21 da tarde  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

supunha! supunha! =)

6/22/2006 7:14 da tarde  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

Keep up the good work »

2/22/2007 10:28 da manhã  

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