My Short Texts

Loose sentences - 05

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Sun, 09 Aug 2009 14:46:00 +0000

God bless you. You make me feel a few better. I will not commit suicide, not even try it. I will survive, I know I've got all my life to live.

Loose sentences - 04

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 21:12:00 +0000

I shot the sheriff... and the police officers arrested me now. Forgive me God, I'm a dead guy.

Loose sentences - 03

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 20:05:00 +0000

When I fall in love it will be the end... Love is not for me. Love hurts and I've had a lot of pain.

Loose sentences - 02

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 19:50:00 +0000

There is no hope in this land. Maybe I'll go to Neverland... I mean Pan's Neverland, not somewhere else!

Loose sentences - 01

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 21:36:00 +0000

I'm not knocking on the Heaven's door, just because I'm right here in front of the Hell's door.

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 10 (The End)

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Wed, 13 May 2009 01:59:00 +0000

Now I'm dead. My family gave me a pretty coffin, but my body will become FERTILIZER! I no longer hate manure.

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 09

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Sat, 02 May 2009 15:41:00 +0000

Everywhere there are manure... so disgusting! I give up to live. Goodbye cruel world!

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 08

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 16:37:00 +0000

This is the principle: Humans are like plants. They need sunshine, water and care. But no fertilizers, please!

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 07

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Tue, 21 Apr 2009 16:30:00 +0000

I'm very disapointed... The oracle said: "The one who has muck on his feet will be the choosen one". Oh, shit!

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 06

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Sun, 19 Apr 2009 19:46:00 +0000

The master tried to take me back to the temple. Then he offered me a job: working with manure at the garden...

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 05

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Sat, 18 Apr 2009 21:53:00 +0000

No, I can't forget the master and the Temple. Every time I step on something like manure I remember them.

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 04

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 20:45:00 +0000

The master said to the visitor: "Namaste. Take off your shoes and relax". But nothing about muck on his feet.

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 03

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 01:59:00 +0000

The great Buddha says: " ... ". Sorry, I forgot his words. But I remember there was ordure on my feet.

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 02

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 01:28:00 +0000

The master taught me I was like a plant: I could fight the wind and stuff... but I never liked dung.

I'm no longer a monk - Episode 01

noreply@blogger.com (Isaac Marinho) — Tue, 14 Apr 2009 23:14:00 +0000

Then my master said: "Grow up"! And he put a lot of manure on my feet... Because of this I got out the Temple.