For Friend’s of Emeric : Love, Dreams, & Other Silly Things
What Are Dreams But Enchanted Conversations Made Conscious…
Ocean waves blue, Sky is too, Written at Petiscos do ‘I forget’, 23rd October 2024, Sesimbra, Portugal Dear Love, Today I was feeling particularly lonely. I went for a walk as I do. then I took a swim in the ocean. Incredible isn’t it. Bu yet, that feeling that holds on, that kind of loneliness … Read more
If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool that God ever turned out and sent rambling. You must write every single day of your life. You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books, and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one … Read more
It was that last year in proper University, the time before I started slipping into performances to watch professors profess, before I was taking my desire’s desires to heart. It was for the sake of learning alone. We are talking my 7th year in university and a class that was one of many beautiful terrors, … Read more
I’d love to buy you original art work from Portugal, delivered to your door where ever you are…
But why Portugal? They always ask.
It all started on a whim.
Almost two years ago, at 3 am in the morning after a night of too many innocuous cocktails, the kind that are crafted and poured over the appropriate sized square of ice, in the properly sized glass, a life was about to be turned upon adventure.
I decided to trade one life for another.