São Paulo; Sunday, August 1st, 2004; 12:49 PM

Can we be as pure as we'd like to? Is it possible to completely unplug from external world, even for a moment, feeling we are alive, or maybe, realizing we've never really been before?

There are two moments, two situations in which I feel unplugged from all the things that disturb my mental well-being: the first one, when alone, nobody around to ask me questions, building my own world, entering a reality that's only mine. The second one, perhaps easier to explain, simpler to understand: in the lover's arms, laying down on her exposed breasts or putting her forehead on my neck, eyes on eyes, or closed, feeling we are part of a much stronger and bigger whole we couldn't even wonder existed.

The second moment is the one I miss.