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A felicidade é construída a cada dia, podendo então, acordar, pensar, dizer e gritar; "Hoje eu estou feliz, por viver, existir e amar". (Pedro Giachetta)
Pedro GiachettaHappiness is built every day, thus, wake up, think, say and shout, "Today I am happy to live there and love." (Pedro Giachetta)
Pedro GiachettaNAQUELA NOITE... DE PEDRO GIACHETTA PARA MEU AMOR.
Naquela noite, triste solitária, carente e vazia, dois corações procuravam aconchego humano, abraços e beijos. As horas passaram e a vontade de nos vermos era cada vez maior, maior, maior, maior...
Você veio ao meu encontro, mas por descuido nos desencontramos, depois de uma hora olhando para as árvores na frente de casa, decidi entrar, novamente para te procurar no Messenger, e lá estava, a minha espera, voltamos a nós ver na webcam, e aquela vontade de nos vermos novamente bateu mais forte, apertada, e ansiosos, partimos em busca um do outro.
Naquela noite, rompi minhas barreiras, venci meu medo e sai em sua busca, quando virei à avenida, já correndo um pouco em pânico, meu coração estava pulando pela boca, minha respiração estava ofegante, minha pressão estava caindo a cada segundo, mais fundo, com a vista escurecendo, em meio ao vento que tocava meu rosto.
Naquela noite, naquele momento, quando já estava com fraqueza no corpo, distante surge, aquele moço, com a camiseta branca, alto, cabelos pretos, branco. Quando fui me aproximando, comecei a acalmar-me, confiante, recebi-te, com um sorriso no rosto, e no caminhar para sua casa, fui me acalmando com o som de sua voz que, ecoava em meus ouvidos, adentrando, sonorizando.
Naquela noite, e nela, e naquelas, e outras, nossas bocas se tocaram, se beijaram com toda alma, tocando cada papila, uma a outra. Nossos olhos se olharam, lacrimejantes, brilhantes, flutuantes ficamos. Com o toque de nossas mãos, o encontro de nossas peles, nos perdíamos entre os segundos, minutos, horas e dias. Nossos corações aceleravam, batendo harmoniosamente, fortemente, calorosamente.
Naquela noite, em que nós amamos, futuramente, me comportei, neuroticamente, mas parei, pensei, recobrei a consciência, entendendo, que o amor não cobra, o amor não prende, o amor não sufoca, então, com os meus Mozartes, Vivaldis, Beethovens, Bocellis momentos musicais inspiradores, só venho a dizer que, não tenho dúvidas, quando nos beijamos, nos tocamos, flutuamos, você ficou para sempre em meu coração.
Naquela noite, e nela, e naquelas, e outras, meu coração parou por alguns segundos, meus olhos cruzaram com os seus, o toque dos meus nos seus foi intenso, meu pensamento dia e noite, dia e noite, dia e noite; procurava te encontrar. Hoje, com nossas lembranças em minha cabeça, entendo, que o que aconteceu foi o nascimento do amor, amor, amor.
Naquela noite, e até hoje, compreendi e deixo-te livre, para pensar, analisar, e se entender.
Naquela noite e até hoje, existe um caminho, dois caminhos, um sentimento, dois sentimentos. E olhando pela janela, naquele nascer do sol, sozinho ou abraçado, sentindo o calor e batimentos um do outro, perceberá a diferença. E quando nossas mãos se tocam, nossas peles se encontram, nossos beijos de língua e carícias acontecem... A resposta para todas as dúvidas estão esclarecidas.
Naquela noite, e nela, e naquelas, e outras, meu coração parou por alguns segundos, meus olhos cruzaram com os seus, o toque dos meus nos seus foi intenso, meu pensamento dia e noite, dia e noite, dia e noite; procurava te encontrar. Hoje, com nossas lembranças em minha cabeça, entendo que, o que aconteceu foi o nascimento do amor, amor, amor. (PEDRO GIACHETTA)
THAT NIGHT ... PEDRO DE Giachetta FOR MY LOVE.
That night, sad lonely, needy and empty, two hearts sought shelter human, hugs and kisses. The hours passed and willingness to see ourselves was becoming bigger, bigger, bigger, biggest ...
You came to me, but we missed each other by mistake, after an hour looking at the trees outside the house, I decided to come again to look for you on Messenger, and there it was, my hopes, we returned to see us on webcam and that desire to see you again hit stronger, tighter, and eager, we set off in search of one another.
That night, I broke my walls, I overcame my fear and go out on his quest, when I turned the avenue, already running a little panicked, my heart was jumping through the mouth, my breath was panting, my pressure was dropping every second, deeper , obscuring the view, amid the wind touched my face.
That night, at that moment, when he was with weakness in the body comes apart, the young man with a white shirt, tall, black hair, white. When I approached, I began to calm down, confident, got up, with a smile, and walk to your house, I went with the soothing sound of her voice echoed in my ears, entering, beeper.
That night, and it, and those and other, our lips touched, kissed with all the soul, touching each papilla, one another. Our eyes looked, watery, shiny, we were floating. With the touch of our hands, the meeting of our skins, we lost in between the seconds, minutes, hours and days. Our hearts quickened beating smoothly, strongly, warmly.
That night, we love the future, I behaved, neurotically, but I stopped, I thought I recovered consciousness, understanding, love does not charge, does not hold the love, love does not choke, then, with my Mozart, Vivaldi , Beethovens, Bocelli inspiring musical moments, just come to say that I have no doubt, when we kiss, we touch, floated, you were always in my heart.
That night, and it, and those and others, my heart stopped for a few seconds, my eyes met hers, the touch of my in her was intense, my thoughts day and night, day and night, day and night, looking to find you. Today, with our memories in my head, I understand that what happened was the birth of love, love, love.
That night, and even today, understand and leave you free to think, analyze, and understand.
That night and today, there is a path, two paths, a feeling, two feelings. And looking out the window at sunrise, alone or embraced, feeling the heat and beat each other, notice the difference. And when our hands touch, our skins are, our tongue kissing and fondling happen ... The answer to all questions are answered.
That night, and it, and those and others, my heart stopped for a few seconds, my eyes met hers, the touch of my in her was intense, my thoughts day and night, day and night, day and night, looking to find you. Today, with our memories in my head, I understand that what happened was the birth of love, love, love.
(PEDRO Giachetta)
THAT NIGHT ... PEDRO DE Giachetta FOR MY LOVE.
That night, sad lonely, needy and empty, two hearts sought shelter human, hugs and kisses. The hours passed and willingness to see ourselves was becoming bigger, bigger, bigger, biggest ...
You came to me, But we missed each other by mistake, after an hour looking at the trees outside the house, I Decided to come again to look for you on Messenger, and there it was, my hopes, we returned to see us on That webcam and desire to see you again hit stronger, tighter, and eager, we set off in search of one another.
That night, I broke my walls, I Overcame my fear and go out on his quest, when i turned the avenue, Already running a little panicked, my heart was jumping through the mouth, my breath was panting, my pressure was dropping Every Second , deeper, obscuring the view, amid the wind touched my face.
That night, At That Moment, When He was with weakness in the body comes apart, the young man with a white shirt, tall, black hair, white. When I approached, I Began to calm down, confident, got up, with a smile, and walk to your house, I went with the soothing sound of her voice echoed in my ears, entering, beeper.
That night, and it, and Those and other, Our Lips touched, kissed with all the soul, touching each papilla, one another. Looked Our eyes, watery, shiny, We Were floating. With the touch of Our Hands, the meeting of Our skins, we lost in between the seconds, minutes, hours and days. Our hearts quickened beating Smoothly, strongly, warmly.
That night, we love the future, I behaved, neurotically, but i stopped, I thought I recovered consciousness, understanding, love does not charge, does not hold the love, love does not choke, then, with my Mozart, Vivaldi, Beethoven's Bocelli inspiring musical moments, just come to say That I Have no doubt, When we kiss, we touch, floated, You Were always in my heart.
That night, and it, and Those and others, my heart stopped for a few seconds, my eyes met hers, the touch of my in her was intense, my thoughts day and night, day and night, day and night, looking to find you. Today, With Our memories in my head, I Understand That What Happened Was the birth of love, love, love.
That night, and even today, understand and leave you free to think, analyze, and understand.
That night and today, there is a path, two paths, the feeling, two feelings. And looking out the window at sunrise, alone or embraced, feeling the heat and beat each other, notice the difference. And When Our Hands touch, Our skins are, tongue kissing and fondling Our Happen ... The answer to all questions are answered.
That night, and it, and Those and others, my heart stopped for a few seconds, my eyes met hers, the touch of my in her was intense, my thoughts day and night, day and night, day and night, looking to find you. Today, With Our memories in my head, I Understand That What Happened Was the birth of love, love, love.
(Pedro Giachetta)
In remembered as our eyes were half sawn, how we were floating, I thought how lovely to see you sleeping, spending nights, just looking at you, stroking his hair, feeling his heart throb. I remembered how we were seeing abraçadinhos Glee, how I was ashamed when I dropped coke on the floor, as you frans forehead when I kiss you, how I saw its eyes shine.... I remembered our love....
(Pedro Giachetta)
Forgiveness and Love, wisdom and teaching of God.
The error is the most normal among nations;
Understanding is the wiser course.
Time is the lord of the meetings;
The error is correctable.
A kiss makes the breath;
The breath produces heat.
The voice soothes the heart;
The other complete what is lacking.
The company behind harmony;
Harmony creates a feeling, the heart speeds up.
The anger goes life;
Forgiveness ennobles the soul.
The smile can not erase;
Humans choose, and your choice live.
Anger hurts the soul;
The understanding enlarges the soul, growth happens.
The weather calms the heart, makes possible a better understanding.
The sun illuminates your soul, my soul;
The memories are alive, stayed in our memories.
Forgiveness is the attitude of the wise;
Bitterness turns off the light, without light there is no smile.
Smiling releases dopamine;
Dopamine produces adrenaline, noradrenaline as well.
The activity of dopamine is a stimulant;
The central nervous system is stimulating.
The kiss produces adrenaline;
Adrenaline stimulates the heart, the heart produces a sensation.
The sensation produces the stimulus;
The central nervous system considers the outcome, the result of love.
Love comes from God;
Love is the gift of life.
Dopamine regulates the joy;
The lack of it behind the depression.
Lack of forgiveness reduces dopamine;
The body needs balance, the heart needs love.
Forgiveness is the gift of God;
The wisdom behind the balance, the balance back the love.
Forgiveness is the gift of God;
The wisdom behind the balance, the balance back the love.
Forgiveness is the gift of God;
The wisdom behind the balance, the balance back the love.
The error is the most normal among nations;
Understanding is the wiser course.
Time is the lord of the meetings;
The error is correctable.
A kiss makes the breath;
The breath produces heat.
The voice soothes the heart;
The other complete what is lacking.
The company behind harmony;
Harmony creates a feeling, the heart speeds up.
The anger goes life;
Forgiveness ennobles the soul.
The smile can not erase;
Humans choose, and your choice live.
Anger hurts the soul;
The understanding enlarges the soul, growth happens.
The weather calms the heart, makes possible a better understanding.
The sun illuminates your soul, my soul;
The memories are alive, stayed in our memories.
Forgiveness is the attitude of the wise;
Bitterness turns off the light, without light there is no smile.
Smiling releases dopamine;
Dopamine produces adrenaline, noradrenaline as well.
The activity of dopamine is a stimulant;
The central nervous system is stimulating.
The kiss produces adrenaline;
Adrenaline stimulates the heart, the heart produces a sensation.
The sensation produces the stimulus;
The central nervous system considers the outcome, the result of love.
Love comes from God;
Love is the gift of life.
Dopamine regulates the joy;
The lack of it behind the depression.
Lack of forgiveness reduces dopamine;
The body needs balance, the heart needs love.
Forgiveness is the gift of God;
The wisdom behind the balance, the balance back the love.
Forgiveness is the gift of God;
The wisdom behind the balance, the balance back the love.
Forgiveness is the gift of God;
The wisdom behind the balance, the balance back the love.
(Pedro Giachetta)
THAT NIGHT ... PEDRO DE Giachetta FOR MY LOVE.
That night, sad lonely, needy and empty, two hearts sought shelter human, hugs and kisses. The hours passed and willingness to see ourselves was becoming bigger, bigger, bigger, biggest ...
You came to me, but we missed each other by mistake, after an hour looking at the trees outside the house, I decided to come again to look for you on Messenger, and there it was, my hopes, we returned to see us on webcam and that desire to see you again hit stronger, tighter, and eager, we set off in search of one another.
That night, I broke my walls, I overcame my fear and go out on his quest, when I turned the avenue, already running a little panicked, my heart was jumping through the mouth, my breath was panting, my pressure was dropping every second, deeper , obscuring the view, amid the wind touched my face.
That night, at that moment, when he was with weakness in the body comes apart, the young man with a white shirt, tall, black hair, white. When I approached, I began to calm down, confident, got up, with a smile, and walk to your house, I went with the soothing sound of her voice echoed in my ears, entering, beeper.
That night, and it, and those and other, our lips touched, kissed with all the soul, touching each papilla, one another. Our eyes looked, watery, shiny, we were floating.With the touch of our hands, the meeting of our skins, we lost in between the seconds, minutes, hours and days. Our hearts quickened beating smoothly, strongly, warmly.
That night, we love the future, I behaved, neurotically, but I stopped, I thought I recovered consciousness, understanding, love does not charge, does not hold the love, love does not choke, then, with my Mozart, Vivaldi , Beethovens, Bocelli inspiring musical moments, just come to say that I have no doubt, when we kiss, we touch, floated, you were always in my heart.
That night, and it, and those and others, my heart stopped for a few seconds, my eyes met hers, the touch of my in her was intense, my thoughts day and night, day and night, day and night, looking to find you. Today, with our memories in my head, I understand that what happened was the birth of love, love, love.
That night, and even today, understand and leave you free to think, analyze, and understand.
That night and today, there is a path, two paths, a feeling, two feelings. And looking out the window at sunrise, alone or embraced, feeling the heat and beat each other, notice the difference. And when our hands touch, our skins are, our tongue kissing and fondling happen ... The answer to all questions are answered.
That night, and it, and those and others, my heart stopped for a few seconds, my eyes met hers, the touch of my in her was intense, my thoughts day and night, day and night, day and night, looking to find you. Today, with our memories in my head, I understand that what happened was the birth of love, love, love. (PEDRO Giachetta)
(Pedro Giachetta)
Cursed be the heart without quarrels, those who say the word I love you, and a second destroy the life of a human being who has a chest beating heart in love. (Peter Giachetta)
(Pedro Giachetta)
Happiness is built EVERY day, Thus, wake up, think, say and shout, "Today I am happy to live there and love." (Pedro Giachetta)
Happiness is built every day, thus, wake up, think, say and shout, "Today I am happy to live there and love." (Peter Giachetta)
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I wish time would pass pretty quick, so that everything was resolved and implemented. (Peter Giachetta)
(Pedro Giachetta)
Let life happen naturally, because love is the key to a perfect harmony and happiness.(Peter Giachetta)
(Pedro Giachetta)
My Fears
From the days I lived
I could see
Hunger, the people's misery.
The grim struggle to survive
It is very terrifying destruction of human
They all seek perfection
The struggle to be better
And forget humanity
Forgotten the spirit of caring
Love
And leave the others like crush
It's so scary to think
That this madness in us
A big city
We see lights and tall buildings.
Buildings in search of more and more
Endless path
This fight is so big?
What we seek through it all
If death takes us all
Walking through the valley of the shadow the concrete jungle
I see the total neglect of feeling
People are born and grow
Live like robots
System of the concrete jungle
This desperate race
Brings runaway
Brings the madness
I see screams groans of pain
Innocent victims suffer
This i the destruction of human
The madman
What part terrifies
I see the fear in people who suffer attacks
The desperate cries to open their mouths
His eyes were opened and the fear the sight of all
Scattered screams and groans of pain.
The cold without heat
People sleep on floors
Become invisible
Forgotten by the system
Spending a night trembling with bitter cold in the flesh
And to knock the teeth
Crying oblivion
The cold pain
Madness is so large huge
That the heavens are no longer as clear as before
The stars of heaven no longer illuminate more
The concrete jungle
In the endless night on the day it's night
Walk through the tunnels of earth
I see a lot of eyes lost
Lifeless
Tormented
The delay
By fighting
Madness
Street cry
The irritation of the search time
Sleepless
We have more understanding
We have no more peace
No joy
In the endless race the best place
You escape the concrete jungle
This forest is the chastisement
Madness
Is time running fight that crushes us
Uncontrolled hitting our eyes
The desire to disappear
Lying in my quiet
In the dark of night
Seeking to understand
And from the search for inner peace
Oblivion
Anesthesia Pain
I hear a song and cry
The recall and see all this pain
I feel my hands shaking
The tired body
Tears streaming down my face
Long
Until I get tired
Delete
Fainting.
In my dreams a beautiful sea nature without end
Birdsong softens my ear
The noise of the leaves the smell of perfume
Lying on the sand feeling the water on my feet got to paradise.
I cried with joy, smiles screamed woke up.
It was all a dream.
(Pedro Giachetta)
I am in search of happiness
I am one who always sought
The happiness and love
The most beautiful views
More beautiful horizons
I am one who always sought
In the ways of life
Ò eternal heart
Suffer me
My chest, my eyes.
Feelings dropped ..
Snubbed suffered loveless
No love.
They threw me in the desert
Desert solitude.
Without love inhuman
I'm abandoned.
I cried, I cried
Troubled, I was disturbed.
I tried leaving
Among the ways of life
Life dense
Living in darkness
I want to meet
I want my value
I want my dream
Ò eternal heart
Suffer me
My chest, my eyes.
Feelings dropped.
Snubbed suffered loveless
No love.
Looking desperate
Desperate loneliness
Love, love, love.
(Pedro Giachetta)
Sadly, one day our friends will go, the sense of loss will, along with tears of nostalgic. (Pedro Giachetta)
At that moment I stop, think, reflect, I remember Neitzche, frozed my heart is, then turn to disappoint me with life, with humans, with love, friendship, everything turns to gray, opaque unclear. And the reality is that the world is a fleeting illusion.... (Pedro Giachetta)
Enlighten yourselves all their minds, because then one day, he comes back, then everyone who cleansed his soul will be saved, blessed and comforted by God. (Pedro Giachetta)
Making moments of happiness is a priority need.
They won those who can share knowledge, is when one human being helping another, and so two people or a group of Micronations reach their ultimate goal successfully. (Pedro Giachetta)
Hipocondríaco
Era tarde da noite (colocar datas não eterniza o texto), os pássaros já haviam dormido onde eu moro – acendi um cigarro e iniciei uma pesquisa, já que não tinha alternativa de entretenimento. Pesquisei sobre fotografia, por motivo de projeto futuro. Quem nunca viu fotografias de books com várias fotos, formando vários quadrados em uma mesma imagem? (Tenho certeza que em algum dia você já tenha visto não é mesmo?) Bom, voltando na idéia do texto, Andy, é sem dúvida uma grande inspiração e inovação, em meados de 1952 (ano de sua primeira amostra de arte fotográfica), o costume conversador não somente de americanos, mas também, de outros países, era intenso. Warhol, considerado pelos médicos; Hipocondríaco, revoluciona a arte tanto no ramo musical como na dita anteriormente fotografia.
Dizem alguns especialistas, em arte e história que, Andy, foi também “causador” da fama de alguns dos músicos mais bem cogitados de Hollyood; Maycon Jackson, marlyn Monroe, entre outros, (publicidade sem contratação é a melhor coisa não acha?). Sabe aquele menino tímido da escola? Que todos dizem ser diferente dos outros? (prestem atenção) Pois é sociedade etnocêntrica... Um dia ele se tornaria Andy Warhol, (continue prestando atenção). Acho que chegou a hora – acorda mundo, presta atenção no seu potencial, joga o medo fora. Traçar metas e faze-las (mesmo que demoradamente, o que você acha?) é o que você (isso mesmo, você desmotivado que está lendo isso), pode não, vai acreditar em si mesmo e acordar. Mas se preferir, jogue toda sua vida fora, fale mal do professor, mate aula. Você vai progredir muito (é no sentido sarcástico que estou escrevendo)
Nesse momento, relembrando da noite passada e escrevendo sobre esse assunto, hoje. Vejo o sol descendo a ponto de queimar meus olhos, (que desagradável não é?) voltando ao texto. Sabe o quão interessante, sagaz, intenso e excitante é ler sobre um assunto e penetrar dentro dele, deixando seu pensamento focado nesse assunto. Tente, ler é um ato gratuito, e daqui dez anos me diga como está sua vida.
(Agradeço ao elogio dos amigos que me elogiaram, com força de vontade e fé em Deus, nossos sonhos podem ser alcançados. Beijos a todos).
(PEDRO GIACHETTA)
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Hypochondriac
It was late at night (do not put dates perpetuates the text), the birds had fallen asleep where I live - lit a cigarette and began a search, as it had no alternative entertainment. Researched photography, by reason of future projects. Who ever saw photographs of books with pictures, forming some squares in the same image? (I'm sure that someday you've seen is not it?) Anyway, back on the idea of text, Andy, is undoubtedly a great inspiration and innovation in mid-1952 (the year of his first sample of photographic art) custom conversationalist not only Americans but also from other countries was intense. Warhol, considered by doctors, hypochondriac, has revolutionized the art both in the music business as said earlier in photography.
Some experts in art and history, Andy, was also "caused" the fame of some of the best musicians of Hollyood mooted; Maycon Jackson, Marilyn Monroe, among others, (without hiring advertising is the best thing is not it?) . You know that shy boy at school? That all said to be different? (Watch) Yeah ethnocentric society ... One day he became Andy Warhol (keep watching). I think it's time - wake up world, pay attention to their potential, play off the fear. Set goals and make them (even at length, what do you think?) Is what you (yes, that discouraged you are reading this), can not, will believe in yourself and wake up. But if you prefer, throw out all your life, speak ill of the teacher, class mate. You'll make much progress (in the sense is that I'm writing sarcastic)
At that moment, remembering last night and writing about it today. I see the sun going down to the point of burning my eyes, (which is not unpleasant?) Back to the text. You know how interesting, witty, intense and exciting to read about a subject and penetrate into it, letting his thoughts focused on the issue. Try reading is a gratuitous act, and in ten years tell me how is your life.
(Thanks to the praise of friends who complimented me with willpower and faith in God, our dreams can be achieved. Love to all.)
(PEDRO Giachetta)
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