EGO

"Eu não sou promíscua. Mas sou caleidoscópica: fascinam-me as minhas mutações faiscantes
que aqui caleidoscopicamente registro."

(Clarice Lispector)

domingo, 1 de julho de 2007

06 de maio - about wounds and scars...


I read those words on another blog. Interesting stuff. Very interesting stuff. I've just borrowed them.
"It's like a knife that cuts you
The wound heals... but the scar
That scar remains... (Poison - Every Rose Has Its Thorn)

It's the scars. They never heal, and never go away. And it's only you who can see them when you are on your own, so it's only you living through the memories again and again until you learn to just try to heal them from within. But how can you heal them when you are screaming within?
"Maybe if i let it breathe,... it will heal faster."
Open wounds heal faster if they breathe... right?"

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