"I am defeated today, as if I knew the truth.

[Limitcel]

I am lucid today, as if I were about to die,
And I no longer had brotherhood with things
But a farewell, becoming this house and this side of the street
A train's row of carriages, and a whistled departure
From inside my head,
And a jolt of my nerves and a creaking of bones on the way there.

I am perplexed today, like someone who thought and found and forgot.
Today I am torn between the loyalty I owe
To the Tobacco Shop across the street, like a real thing from the outside,
And the feeling that everything is a dream, like a real thing inside.

I failed at everything."

-Fernando Pessoa

 

[Moroccancel]

Truly, Portuguese literature, poetry and art in general have seemed fascinating to me. Galicians and Brazilians: the literature of the anesthesia of memory and nostalgia.

 

[Lookslikeit]

I am lucid today, as if I were about to die,
And I no longer had brotherhood with things
But a farewell, becoming this house and this side of the street
A train's row of carriages, and a whistled departure
From inside my head,
And a jolt of my nerves and a creaking of bones on the way there.

I am perplexed today, like someone who thought and found and forgot.
Today I am torn between the loyalty I owe
To the Tobacco Shop across the street, like a real thing from the outside,
And the feeling that everything is a dream, like a real thing inside.

I failed at everything."

-Fernando Pessoa

I thought for a long time now just how incelish (and therefore good) fernando pessoa writing is.

Wonder why i always liked it

 

[Limitcel]

I thought for a long time now just how incelish (and therefore good) fernando pessoa writing is.

Wonder why i always liked it

he died a virgin