SECRET OF THE FOREST
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clique em play
parte do processo artistico é nn falar uma alma o que caralhos vc ta fazendo.
-pai, porque eu me chamo interação medicamentosa?-porque eu te amo meu filho.
Atchinn! saude... DOENÇA!
Tipo em steinsgate a viagem no tempo ocorre através de memorias, assim como a provavel imortalidade que a humanidade alcançará será atraves de memorias,e não uma forma fisica absoluta, eu tinha um amigo que eu conversava todos os dias, e agora estou sem falar com ele faz relativamente pouco tempo, eu já não lembro o rosto dele a voz dele como ele age, apenas que um dia eu gostei dessa pessoa, lembrar da essencia de uma pessoa, e se apegar a essencia é isso que pessoas fazem? sera que eu gosto dela ou de fragmentos perdidos que fazem ela, ela.
esses dias um uber, ficou vendo tiktok a cada sinaleiro, acho que a humanidade está proxima de um fim
alguem já se tocou em quanto óleo tem em uma maionese é doentio..
There once was a shepherd boy who was bored as he sat on the hillside watching the village sheep. To amuse himself he took a great breath and sang out, "Wolf! Wolf! The Wolf is chasing the sheep!"
The villagers came running up the hill to help the boy drive the wolf away. But when they arrived at the top of the hill, they found no wolf. The boy laughed at the sight of their angry faces.
"Don't cry 'wolf', shepherd boy," said the villagers, "when there's no wolf!" They went grumbling back down the hill.
Later, the boy sang out again, "Wolf! Wolf! The wolf is chasing the sheep!" To his naughty delight, he watched the villagers run up the hill to help him drive the wolf away.
When the villagers saw no wolf they sternly said, "Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong! Don't cry 'wolf' when there is NO wolf!" But the boy just grinned and watched them go grumbling down the hill once more.
Later, he saw a REAL wolf prowling about his flock. Alarmed, he leaped to his feet and sang out as loudly as he could, "Wolf! Wolf!" But the villagers thought he was trying to fool them again, and so they didn't come.
At sunset, everyone wondered why the shepherd boy hadn't returned to the village with their sheep. They went up the hill to find the boy. They found him weeping.
"There really was a wolf here! The flock has scattered! I cried out, 'Wolf!' Why didn't you come?"
An old man tried to comfort the boy as they walked back to the village. "We'll help you look for the lost sheep in the morning," he said, putting his arm around the youth, "Nobody believes a liar...even when he is telling the truth!"
A Wolf had been feasting too greedily, and a bone had stuck crosswise in his throat. He could get it neither up nor down, and of course he could not eat a thing. Naturally that was an awful state of affairs for a greedy Wolf.
So away he hurried to the Crane. He was sure that she, with her long neck and bill, would easily be able to reach the bone and pull it out.
"I will reward you very handsomely," said the Wolf, "if you pull that bone out for me."
The Crane, as you can imagine, was very uneasy about putting her head in a Wolf's throat. But she was grasping in nature, so she did what the Wolf asked her to do.
When the Wolf felt that the bone was gone, he started to walk away.
"But what about my reward!" called the Crane anxiously.
"What!" snarled the Wolf, whirling around. "Haven't you got it? Isn't it enough that I let you take your head out of my mouth without snapping it off?"
