All that is left is all that I hide.

A frase do título de hoje não é minha. Vem de uma linda música chamada “Elephant Gun”, do Beirut. Eis a música:

No entanto, ela expressa alguns seres humanos muito bem. Gradativamente nos escondemos. Vamos deixando porções cada vez maiores em locais obscuros, em frações nossas no qual não permitimos acesso a [...]

One.

One. 
There’s no number that’s so lonely.
There’s no figure that’s so whole.
One is always with his thoughts.
Near him you’ll always hear silence.
A silence that sometimes screams.
A silence that kills.
A silence that heals.
But One is never fragmented.
What he needs is himself.
He’s a circle who has closed.
And he’s closed to the world.
And that shield makes him strong.
As the [...]