03 Feb 2006

Missing (someone else’s) past

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There is a long time since I started trying to learn English. I never thought, however, that someday I would dare writing in English (despite the fact that once I went to Languages School).

Since I’m not really an English speaker, be prepared to find mistakes, misconstructions, nonsense and several other classes of ineptitude in commanding this language. And, of course, poverty of vocabulary. too.

And the first subject I choose to write about is not easy to translate to another language: in Portuguese “saudade”; in English “nostalgia”, perhaps.

But I’m not talking about that kind of nostalgia regarding your childhood, or a person or place you miss. Sometimes I’m assaulted by a nostalgia regarding time and stuff I never lived.

That’s mostly real when I listen to some old songs by Italian artists, or those that were the hits in 1960, 1950 or even early. They make me feel as if a part of me was stuck in a past that’s not, that cannot be mine.

Talking to my mother about how such feelings come easy to me, she asked if I ever guessed they could be some kind of “flashbacks” from a past incarnation, in another time. I don’t discard the possibility, since I actually believe in reincarnation. But I also believe (and trust) in another theory that says we are driven to forget everything just before we reincarnate, because it wouldn’t be useful to keep those memories.

I try hard to find elucidation for my melancholia, but it seems to me that I couldn’t find a line of thought that leads me to the truth. Sometimes I think that the old songs activate some area in my brain responsible for recording information about my very early days. Sometimes I think that those are just nice songs, and as good songs they make the feelings “wake up” in my soul. And most of the times I think that I’ll never find a satisfactory answer for this question.

In fact, I’m learning a valuable lesson: I try not listening to old songs, except if I’m willing to get melancholic and insightful. Sometimes, such state of mind makes you fell you are alive.

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7 Respostas para “Missing (someone else’s) past”

  1. Ricardinho on 03 Feb 2006 at 12:06 pm

    Aproveita o marasmo e escuta ‘Get up stand up’ do Bob andrejoyce youself.

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  2. Fabio Centenaro on 03 Feb 2006 at 12:43 pm

    Hey buddy! Great english you got! :d Congrats! You know, I feel the same ’bout these songs. It seems they take me back to a place I’ve never been. It really looks like I’ve been there, but somehow I can’t remember.
    I guess it’s all part of life, and if we don’t remember “those” times, i’m sure it’s for a greater good.
    Um grande abraço!
    Yours truly,
    :p

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  3. admin on 03 Feb 2006 at 1:11 pm

    Hi, Fabio!

    Nice to see you here, and nice that you feel the same. It’s good not to be alone, wherever you are (in flesh and blood or just in spirit).

    I owe you a visit. Didn’t forget. Just enjoying my short vacations doing things I’m not able to do in ordinary days. Next week I call you for a Diet Pepsi in the evening. :)

    Regarding your test: due to spam I’ve been keeping all comments moderated here. But since I installed Akismet it has got absolutely every spam comment someone posted here. Perhaps it’s time to stop moderating.

    See ya!

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  4. Plinio on 03 Feb 2006 at 3:05 pm

    You know man, ask the dust and found the answer. Maybe it is blowing in the wind, maybe it is inside us. But, most of the time I realize that I never found the answers.
    I was thinking about writing something in the earlier post but I had to consider the eternal damnation to render worship to MS.
    see you man !

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  5. Fabio Centenaro on 03 Feb 2006 at 3:56 pm

    About the test, my post took a while to be posted and so I tried again, testing to see if it was sending … it wasn’t … but suddenly it was posting .. I guess I’m not very good at blogging stuff .
    Anyway, I sent you a couple e-mails and got no answer, not even a “hello”. Even tried to call you!!!
    Guess you deleted me from your Okut, blocked me on your MSN, and won’t send any powerpoint e-mail (does it ring any bell? :p)
    Well, nice talking to you again. … hope to hear from you.
    Best regards..

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  6. Rafael Slonik on 03 Feb 2006 at 4:31 pm

    “Guess you deleted me from your Okut, blocked me on your MSN, and won’t send any powerpoint e-mail”
    :-D This was funny )))
    I was looking at yours MercadoLivre ads and one catch me on attention: “Megamixes Dos Anos 70, 80, 90 E 2000
    R$ 5.00 “

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  7. Sidnei on 04 Feb 2006 at 11:00 am

    Wow, your promise has settled! But this one means the comments ought to be in English, too, or there’s a risk the reader be called a dumbass, stupid, and so on. E EU NÃO SEI FALAR INGLÊS, P****!

    Anyway, the nostalgia stuff is familiar to me. When I hear songs like “Volare”, “Unforgettable”, “Alguém como tu”, I feel some kind of dejà vú. A little sadness, but a comfort sadness. I love songs that make me sad. Cry a little, laugh a lot after.

    Sidnei, the S.O.B.

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