God has created the Universe the Universe has created Man Man has created the Machine the Universe expands itself infinitely and ignores God Man and the Machine Deus criou o Universo o Universo criou o Homem o Homem criou a Máquina o Universo expande-se infinitamente e ignora Deus o Homem e a Máqu…

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(50 years later) To read the original Portuguese version click on the picture To read the English version click on www.ipernity.com/blog/armando.taborda/59 512 where this same text was firstly edited Illustration by Fernando Grade by Armando TABORDA, in "VIOLA DELTA", Volume XLVII, Mic Editors &…

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Velvet time no sun neither rain nor wind the night humidity weeps grass more green now against the grey day nearby under my glance my private landscape. Tempo de veludo sem sol nem chuva nem vento a humidade da noite chora relva agora mais verde contra o dia cinzento a meus pés sob o meu olhar m…

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At sky tracks there is a green light and another red just a little aside and above and I, inside my black spacecraft, between the two, stay without knowing if the journey to eternity is viable or definitely prohibited Nos trilhos do céu há um semáforo verde e outro vermelho mais ao lado logo aci…

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Speaking to me addiction while I write to me in comma's solitude hindrances of thought in dots' silence paragraphs of everything weaved in the game of words that we lose cause we repeat things that pressure the blood too much more than veins and the beds where we silently fall asleep don't…

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I went to Sintra to look for you I found blue green white red brown yellow flowers very beautiful exotic and endemic plants vegetating on the slopes of alive stone at the Serra of Sintra with you in mind I recognized perfumes shadows light I lost you at sea. Fui a Sintra procurar-te en…

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For a long time I would like to talk to you about a fabulous French artist, Agatha Ukeo, my friend, from my age group but as young as my grandchildren, because her creative mind is airy, colorful, and untimely. She invents characters that seem naïf but they aren't, that resemble comics but they aren…

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My garden is where I plant myself waiting for nature to swallow me. While I wait my eyes wander through multiple colours shapes and perfumes that sew me to the canvas chair where I sleep. O meu jardim é onde me planto à espera que a natureza me engula. Enquanto espero meus olhos vagueiam por múlt…

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Provocatively unstable dream comes as a butterfly flight or other ultralight insect that a bit strong breeze throws against the garden's flowers O sonho passa provocadoramente instável tal voo de borboleta ou outro ultra-leve insecto que uma brisa mais forte atire contra as flores do jardim b…

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This afternoon I invent good deeds while the light is degraded in shades. There lies my liquid memory fossil oil spot on the land where burn lichens trees and birds fly emergency of life. Ce soir je m'invente de bonnes actions tandis que la lumière se dégrade dans l'ombre. . Ci-gît ma mémoire li…

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HOME In the afternoon I worry about the nightfall and ask to myself What have I done? Invisible dust moves around and covers furniture and other beds ground carpet mosaic thought somewhere strained by a beam of light dust becomes a whirl of visible particles flying again without de…

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I give shelter to my insomnia in the wing of my dream and I dream I am a passing cloud that protects me from the hot and unlikely sun that will be rising and certainly flooding me of light. Abrigo a minha insónia na asa do meu sonho e sonho que sou uma nuvem passageira que me protege do sol que…

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For Lionel Deyna Cartesian birds plane fat ideas from highs which control tiny dreams fears and utopias as soul's projects. Mammal birds attack in circle at twilight afterwards they dream night hanging in caves where sunlight doesn't come in. Unforeseen and poetic low-flying voices…

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The nontransferable essential of me is too much. So many things hidden in the memory. So much mystery My God! So much sea of dolphins emerging at the port of the ship where is the rail of my living taste in doubt and uncertainty and gratuitous generosity because I die under the sun with this…

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Seated on my spaceship of surrounding and concise sand I watch seagulls blind of light in a difficult flight over the sea. The sail-black-flock of seagulls flaps rumour of salt on the beach my eyes blind of light without route over the sea. Sentado em minha nave de areia circundante e co…

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