Music:Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Motherfucker = Redeemer (Part I)
Nuvens sobrepostas em forma de montanhas
I've already noticed that my life is made of cycles played by people who come, build rapport and establish a nice, somehow fulfilling relationship with me, and then leave. Some of them leave never to be seen again, while others come back occasionally. And yet, I have to wonder why nobody decides to stay. For a little longer. Maybe I am some sort of illusion which appears bright and shiny on the surface, and then is found to be ugly like a piece of coal. Because, coal and diamonds are pretty much the same: they differ only in the way individual atoms are arranged. But coal, unlike diamonds, leave the hands dirty, and though it is useful (it can be exploited to produce energy), that's about it.
Coal is ugly. You make great use from it.
But what I really like is piled clouds in the shape of mountains.