reciprocidade

Justo. Tá valendo:

Pode contar comigo, 2013!

the folly of love

Which was the biggest one that you have committed?

Probably most part of people will answer something as a huge and extreme change, or even a real madness - indeed. Me, on the other hand, I prefer the little simple things to prove that I've a crush on him.

I sincerely believe that it is possible demonstrate all love I feel through routine acts. As time goes by, inclusively, those are exactly the details which couples used to forget... putting them aside as long as they get along.

Making your partner a sandwich, for example, with all ingredients he likes (and had gone so far so as to buy them!), doing that with all your heart... I'm pretty sure as much as he is going to be pleased, he'll fall in love! - day by day, more and more.

However, if he doesn't, you can try to please him with other "easy" kindness. He is supposed to be charmed by every single thing you do... (at least in the first three months of relationship) and return you both this care and affection.

On the contrary, for sure you can make different things, in order to amaze him... take a extreme resolution maybe, but I don't think it's necessary a so heavy work when love is reciprocal, when both are involved. When we give someone more than other deserve, it's not fair with ourselves.     

Simple as that. It's the law of attraction: it's giving that we receive - and it MUST works. After all, life should be a two-way street. If not, it doesn't worth...

everything comes to him who waits

How ineffable (and wonderful) is feel the mix of nervousness and anxiety with excitement while waiting for a call - a special one, of course. This happens due to the butterflies in the stomach, those which make you feel as a 'silly romantic girl' sometimes.

I confess I would like to experiment that sensation more often. Actually, not ‘only’ this, but pass through ALL process related to be involved with someone else who turns you on, and vice versa. By the way, reciprocity is essential to go ahead.

It just works when really ‘plim’! That means, first of all, it's necessary a minimum of chemical attraction, and this phenomenon is totally involuntary. So, thousands of people can call you without (at least) make your heart beat stronger… In other words: we cannot command our own feelings; the fervour of our heart does not depend on our decision.

Thus, I hope he makes by himself the right choice not to waste my precious time, energy and vocabulary with who doesn’t worth!

On the other hand, in a place where you don't have many friends, you await for simple and kind invitations in order to have some company to do something; anything... indeed! You are more opened than usually, leaving some considerable discretions aside.

In this case, it's important take care and avoid any lack or needfulness. After all, in most part of these movements, hurry and quality standards are inversely proportional. So, it's 'dangerous' while being as vulnerable as alone!

Then, all this mess in my stomach starts to arches (and also worry me) a lot...

l'amour

- je t'aime.
- moi aussi.

(c'est aussi simple que cela...)

my great special way to be in love

Unexpectedly (? - or not…), you look at him and simply happens: you fell in love. The best part of this story is the fact that is reciprocal. At the same time, in the same way, he answers you while reacting courteously to you.

Simply perfect! - when both crush on each other concomitantly. I believe it is possible, even with all difficulties, all mistakes and bad experiences which I’ve already had. Nothing is better than the opportunity to feel that at least once in life... 

I‘m really blessed. It has occurred with me four times, and I lived them with all my heart. Now, I sincerely hope that happens one more time - the last one, maybe.  For a long time, I’ve been waiting for my prince, who will prove me that real fairy tail are possible, even being imperfect.

So, today, on São João's Day, I just want to ask Him a chance to show all good feelings which exist inside me. 

the real worth for each one

Mutual? - I used to say that the love and the others good feelings SHOULD be like that… After all, why not?

What kind of magic happens and makes us like somebody and not the person beside.  Further: Why not be interested by who likes us? - at least, it’ll be easier (for both). However, doesn’t works like that and, probably, we are going to fall in love for who doesn’t care about us…

Amsterdam (ALWAYS Amsterdam… after all, I love it!) - It was there where both friends David and Matt met Christina, a fake French prostitute. Where she could be there as a whore? Red Light District, of course. Unfortunately, I lost this part… I arrived late in theatre, owing to have been invited almost at time. I saw since the moment they already are at they room talking, smoking, knowing each other.

Inverno da Luz Vermelha, brought me this thought. With Marjorie Estiano, André Frateschi and Rafael Primot, this play presents a unfortunate love bizarre triangle. Despite of both actors being unknown (for me - I believe they are from São Paulo’s theatre), they are very good. Nevertheless, I’m not going to deny that I’ve preferred the ‘Matt’ one. She is also pretty well as this role, displaying a sculptural slim body while teasing with sensual acts.

Written by Adam Rapp, the production is easy-going due to attractive appeals such as the music and the sensuality (Marjorie sings and dance in a “private” pocket show for the guys - the masculine audience has got sweaty at this moment). Moreover, prostitution and AIDS - not only interesting (and also still existing), but popular issues gave more seriousness for the text.

Matt loves Ana (actually, this is her real name), Ana loves David, and this last simply doesn’t care. The importance of what occurred in the past for Matt is, in another tone, the same of Ana’s for his best friend. It is unexplainable the way we conduce our feelings - for one, everything; for the other, in the same time (even lived the same thing), means nothing.

Predicted (I’ve studied and written scripts, so… ), when she said she was HIV positive and the phone rung, it was not difficult to guess what would happen between Ana and David! Even though, the scene was heavy - an anal sex, never seen on TV,  with Marjorie (until now, a fragile actress, a quite paltry singer) as a protagonist.

I enjoyed it! Mainly as a consequence of abstracted loves (not reciprocal), the hybrid of intelligence and ingenuousness of Matt, his no prejudice too. Even Amsterdam being in a second plan, and the story have transferred to São Paulo’s reality - a stupid mean to became this plot closer of us. Not necessary, in my opinion.     

  

I give my regards about. It is until April, 11th Fridays and Saturdays (9 pm) and Sundays (6 pm) at Glaucio Gil Theatre - Cardeal Arco Verde, s/n - Copacabana. I don’t know prices…

respect is a good medicine for age!

(more about Amsterdam… I simply can’t avoid. It is stronger than me!)

I admit one thing that Brazil is better than Europe (at least in both countries I’ve been - Holland and France): third age people is more respect in our metro. Ok, here, many individuals simply don’t give in their place for olders to seat. However, there are laws about it - and also both special attending and places - which usually work. There, once, I offered my place for a lady and she was very surprise with my act, telling me that had never happened before [what????].  So, I was astonished because I thought that there these things happen through a different way.

Then, since I came back, I’ve wondering myself about the reasons which make them don’t give the attention necessary for this mature adults. Firstly, I believe that it is because they are a Old Continent - that means they population is constituted chiefly by old people. Thus, once they are majority, they don’t have priority. Finally, they (unfortunately) don’t  have this behaviour of offering they places to seniors.  I’m not sure, these are only speculations about it. Nevertheless, it isn’t a complete absurd according my good sense.

à petit

Triste quando não caímos no gosto de quem desejamos... mesmo picantes como algumas mostardas exóticas.

Ainda bem que, no cardápio dessa vida, outros sabores são possíveis!

Gostosos como somos, o que não pode acontecer é aceitarmos ficar como segunda opção.

Daqui a pouco aparece alguém faminto por nós, exatamente como somos, e seremos devorados pelo amor.

meu coração...

Abro ao estilo bem 'Carinhoso', resumindo a história, porém:

Mas mesmo assim foges de mim

Como pode um sentimento tão nobre, verdadeiro (e bem intencionado), corroer-me assim, de maneira tão cruel? Simples: por não ser correspondido. Mais: por não conseguir aceitar e duvidar das evidências, dos sinais apresentados, acreditando ser qualquer falsa pista de interesse prova de alguma coisa que se diferencie do ’não’ já dito, dado, explicado.

Sozinho é triste... A ausência tem sido minha pior companhia, há meses.

além

Como saber se marcamos uma pessoa?

Será que pensa em mim, lembra quem sou – meu nome, voz, olhar? A medida de importância deveria ser a mesma para ambos, mas não. Infelizmente, pode não ter significado nada pro outro.

Apesar do pouco, penso muito. Gostaria que não me esquecesse, pois gostei de ti, de mim contigo, de ti comigo, de nós... Simplesmente 'plim': interessei-me! Não quero ignorar isso.

quando 'plim'

O que explica o fato de você se interessar por uma determinada pessoa e não por outra? (mesmo tendo todas as razões do mundo para tanto) E ainda: Como pode uma pessoa gostar de alguém e esta não se envolver da mesma forma, na mesma intensidade? Acontece muito, mas é triste isso.

Bom é quando ‘plim’: você olha pra alguém e simplesmente ‘acontece’, bate! Rola aquele brilho no olhar. Muitos chamam de ‘química’ o fator determinante para esse interesse em um certo alguém. Mas como saber se o entrosamento é válido, se o envolvimento é mútuo? Apostando.

Já tive alguns amores à primeira vista. Vi a pessoa e me atraí de cara. Acredito nessas possibilidades, em sintonia. Claro que se não fosse correspondida de repente não teria sido amor de verdade, seria apenas um caso platônico, como também pode acontecer quando é unilateral.

Desiludo-me quando vejo que não é pra valer, quando estou sozinha na situação. É chato admitir e dar-se por vencido quando não bate no outro como na gente. Sendo assim, é melhor partir para outra, estar livre, permitir-se conhecer outro alguém que vai ‘plim’ em você.

Também acontece de não bater na gente outras pessoas. E então poderíamos entender porque somos ignorados ou rejeitados de vez em quando (ou não... É difícil). O ideal seria se desse certo sempre, se as investidas fossem bem sucedidas, os amores recíprocos e verdadeiros.

Mas quando for para SER mesmo, será. Os dois vão querer, vão investir por inteiro. E a gente sabe quando isso acontece... Tão boa essa fase de frio na barriga, de nervosismo, de dúvidas bobas apaixonadas, desse bem querer tão maravilhoso e inspirador... É só alegrias quando ‘plim’.