well, this is what i do when my fights need a break ...
i watch, catch, keep, i bricabrac a little bit ...
Monday, December 31, 2007
Never cease in the fight for peace, justice and equality for all people. Be persistent in all that you do and don't allow anyone to sway you from your conscience. - Leonard Peltier -
today is a day like so many others. don’t know why, i opened a treasure hided a long ago, the small grandpa’ box .... there is little christmas balls inside, silver golden red yellow green and blue, exactly 9, my perpetual number and the one of justice, shining and smiling for me they seem of glass, some already broken but forever magical and ... i’m listening Glass .... this night brings sweet memories and a deep melancholia, like all kissmas. my grandma always cooked the big family dinner and everyone was there, my Mom did the same .... when we were kids, my brother and i, we built a crib and later, with the time, we had a stunning tree, we putted our shoes at the chimney but never asked presents, we knew we could not afford .... Mom always told we were the most wonderful children of the world. though this day is over for me exactly 9 years ago i will never forget we had always an empty place at the table waiting for someone who could knock on the door, no matter if a friend a homeless or the night watchman .... it was my spirit of this day !!!
and tonight, with an empty place in front of me, i can hear the dog in the yard weeping of sadness, i can hear the moaning of the turtle dove ..... dreaming of the past and future, missing your kisses and loving you, Babe, I’m alone !!!
my tree of wishes make some dreams come true !!! don’t forget the kids and people who have anything to share this season ....no food peace no hope or freedom .... if i could be a star i would be there to light you !!!
well, today is my day, luckyyyyy number !!!!! i didn’t change at all, right ??? i loved already to cut papers and photos, even if i was sit in my aunt' lap, i guess this is called independence .... some time after i just was the album photos and books nightmare ;-))))))))))))))) yes, on top, it’s me, lulu, 1 and a half years old .... and below, it's me last month, my brother took this picture, cool !!!! hmmm ??? nooo, this year there is no cake to share ooppsssss want a candy ???
your day your time forever, Mom !!! do you remember ??? how i miss your hands of velvet on mine and i sleep in your bed to keep your smell and dreams alive ??? right now it’s only a day in blues, no tears no smiles .....
there is no words to say how much I love you, Mom !!! Adoro-te, Meu Amor !!!!!
This is the account of how all was in suspense, all calm, in silence; all motionless, all pulsating, and empty was the expanse of the sky. This is the first account, the first narrative. There was neither man, nor animal, birds, fishes, crabs, trees, stones, caves, ravines, grasses, nor forests; there was only the sky. The surface of the earth had not appeared. There was only the calm sea and the great expanse of the sky. - opening of the Popol Vuh - Maya Quiché
i am an ethnologist and human rights activist, in the last years more than anything else against USA Death Penalty and for American Indians prisoners’ rights.
i write, i love to draw and take-create pictures but i’m not an artist .... i hope for a better world and i believe in Freedom, the one we make with our hands !!!