Deus meu me incitas,
Louvor de quem felicitas.
As plantas, o mar, a terra, o homem sempre só.
Sentimentos de amor. piedade e dó.


Deus terno me envolves,
Problemas tu resolves.
As constelações, o ressuscitar de novo,
Apagas o lume sem ver o fogo.

Deus nosso lunar,
Verbo conjugado ...amar!
As dunas com ou sem areia,
Sentir o amor pela sereia.


Deus homem, Deus menino!
A vida é como um hino...
Deus meu Deus da vida e dos amores,
Mares, terra e lindas flores.

Victor Marques

Is she like Calypso
in The Camomile Lawn,
knelt down and speechless
by the fire, resembling
Jennifer Ehle so closely,
as the camera lingers
at her being naked as a jaybird,
and quite comely at that?

Or is she perhaps
more like Felicitas
in Flesh and the Devil,
a dead ringer for Greta Garbo,
who brazenly encouraged
illicit love and rivalry, only
to go quietly by falling
through thin ice?

Sometimes the siren's call
is more a winsome variation
in its silence.

Deceptive minds figuratively articulate an apex manipulation. Stripping the pure intelligence of innocents souls. Unknowingly shaping and forming a false outer exterior to fit ones own desire. Conceited beings that proclaim to be "above" the rest when in spiritual reality they've created their own demise. In spite of the Devine which in turn lost its shine within time lost its mind no shorter in line. Time destroyed the Devine, and man invented time, for the "leaders of society" since beginning of their precious time, looked to control what they feared. What they feared was, and is the people. For the man who thinks with his mind shall overcome the man who thinks with his money. Ignorantia Felicitas. The saying the key? Or enveloping inspiration, living life free? Which in turn is the strife that the masses have lost, no we will never release the tension, at any certain cost. Deception, reflections, perfection, pre- conceived notions and feeling emotion. All things that should be and could be controlled and utilized by each individual person to fit their oh so different personalities. The ones who call themselves "enlightened" are the ones who are still trapped in the preset "bubble". We complain about the tyrants, an the manipulation, yet we are the ones to blame, and we are the ones who set our destinies in stone.