Henrique Rosa

 NGR

 

 

 Tinta? É mentira, é falso.

Pedra da calçada, gis, escrever na parede com o "gis" da pedra da calçada. 

 

A merda de pintura e o trabalho que os palhaços fizeram na casa branca só não está em tribunal porque eu não tenho dinheiro para abrir um processo e colocá-lo em tribunal, contra a merda dos vizinhos e dos palhaços que fizeram esta merda na casa branca.

Pintaram a casa branca de amarelo sem autorização, contra a lei, e descaracterizaram e desvalorizaram a casa branca.

Ze palhaços, 1 andar, Helena palhaça amarela, 2 andar, palhaço brasileiro, 3 andar cadelinha cabeleira, 2 andar, Miguelito rx e a cabeça dos estudos científicos, macacos.

Canalização, surdos e câmaras térmicas.

Palhaços

Vizinhos, artistas de rua, cães, macacos, e brasileiros de merda 

Palhaços

A doença das magias castanhas.

Palhaços 

 Um mundo com milhões de ruas e por um mero acaso a rua da Casa Branca foi pintada, descaracterizada e desvalorizada.

 O problema é que o Google Maps estava com pressa para apagar as imagens de algumas ruas antigas e originais, com azulejos, pinturas, cores e decorações originais. 

A Casa Branca, os azulejos brancos. Azulejos que foram há muito pouco tempo pintados de amarelo pelos palhaços.

A Casa Branca do Casino do Estoril.

O posto da Galp no Estoril.

A Galp, Gas, na Rua Marechal Gomes da Costa em Queluz.

A Castrol, na garagem em Queluz que foi tirado do lugar em que esteve durante 50 anos.

A Google Maps já retirou as imagens do mapa e colocou as novas imagens da merda do trabalho que os palhaços fizeram e que estão a fazer. A limpar a história, a cagar tudo e a fazer das histórias das pessoas as histórias deles.      

 

 

 

 

My enemies

 

 

 

  My enemies, she said, myself and my enemies.

Lonely, lost, with needs, hungry, tempted. Is there a dear one' A companion' A lover', a secret lover' A hidden pleasure and love'

Enemies

Herself 

 

 

 

 

Natural and magical feelings.

 Body, desire, thought, soul, fantasy, temptation, perdition, sin,.. some end in disgrace, and some die.

 

 

 No Stranger to Love 

 Enemies everywhere, inside and around the house, on the street, at the gym and at the fashion walls, bars, coffees, sweets, appetizers and drink drops. Where else are your enemies Sas G'

 

 

Pyramid, Louvre, Palais Royal, Cartier St Germain, Abssy...

 

 

 "prepared for my close-ups"

 Ups, she is a, a young woman with plans for the future, even while living in the moment, in the present, and embracing things and people that come her way.

Everything Burns

Social

 

 

  Everything

 

  Everyone

 

 Anti-Social

 The term "antisocial" refers to behavior that is hostile or contrary to the rules of life in society; however, it encompasses different realities depending on the context (everyday language, psychology, or musical culture).

1. General definition and common usage: In everyday language, a behavior or act is described as antisocial when it shows a lack of consideration for others, disrupts public order, or harms the community (for example, acts of incivility, vandalism, or failure to comply with shared rules). 

 Synonymes proches : asocial (qui fuit la société par choix ou timidité, à ne pas confondre), inadapté, marginal, délinquant

 Difference between "asocial" and "antisocial": • An asocial person keeps their distance from society or prefers solitude, without any intent to cause harm. • An antisocial person—or an antisocial act—actively or through negligence works against the rules and the well-being of the community.

 2. In psychiatry: antisocial personality disorder  From a medical perspective (as defined, for instance, in diagnostic manuals such as the DSM-5-TR), antisocial personality disorder is a mental health condition.  

 Key characteristics: persistent disregard for the rights of others, impulsivity, aggression, irresponsibility, manipulation, and a lack of remorse.

 Diagnosis: It is established in adults over the age of 18, often preceded during childhood or adolescence by precursor signs (disciplinary problems, failure to comply with the law).

 Prevalence: It affects approximately 2% to 6% of the population, depending on the region, and is observed more frequently in men.

Anthrax  Antisocial 

 

 

 You're a train ride to no importance You're in love with hell existence Money is all that you desire Why don't you pack it and retire? It's common nature, you can't fool me I'm just the money that you can't let free Rainy day genius clouds your mind Don't you realize the blind leads the blind? You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial Oh mister time, will you ever unwind? Or just rebuild on a new design Your claim to fame is law and order The rich get rich, the poor get poor You put a price tag on what you see This one's for you, that's for me If that's winning, I'd rather lose Why don't you listen to my senseless views? You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial How do you feel? You're a train ride to no importance You're in love with hell existence Money is all that you desire Why don't you pack it in and retire? It's common nature, you can't fool me I'm just the money that you can't let free Rainy days genius clouds your mind Don't you realize the blind leads the blind? You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial You're anti, you're antisocial Antisocial Antisocial Antisocial Antisocial

 

 The realty, it's the truth. Not just my own reality, but also the reality of many other people’s lives. It’s the truth, it’s real, it’s what’s happening in the lives of many people. People that have to live with clowns, and with the shit that those clowns pull.

Clowns are one of the main reasons why people and society has so many problems and why many people turn to anti-social people.

 

Para alem da pobreza e da fome de muitas pessoas, dos conflictos, guerras e a criminalidade proveniente e causadas por isso e por muitas outras razões. Pela merda dos interesses e das doenças da comunicaçao social, que é toxico, doentio, pelas noticias na tv e nos jornais, que enganam o povo, que escondem a realidade, a verdade, que geram ainda mais problemas sociais e as pessoas, pela merda de muitos politicos, que governam por interesses pessoais e privados, pela merda dos capitalistas que chupam e roubam as pessoas.

 Beyond the poverty and hunger faced by so many people all over the world, and the conflicts, wars, and criminality that stem from these and various other causes. There is the wretchedness of the media’s self-serving agendas and its toxic state. Their sickness, their diseases, their poo, their media’s agendas and pathologies, the news on television and in the press that deceives the public, obscures reality and the truth, and breeds even more social problem in all classes. The rot of so many politicians who govern and role to serve their own and private interests. And the shitty capitalists that suck, exploit and rob people.

The problems, the sickness and diseases of many dogs, monkeys and snakes....

 

Trust 

 Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale, Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal, Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du métro, Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas, Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle, Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle. Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.  Antisocial, tu perds ton sang froid. Repense a toutes ces années de service. Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices, Enfin le temps perdu qu'on ne rattrape plus.   Écraser des gens est devenu ton passe-temps. En les éclaboussant, tu deviens gênant. Dans ton désespoir, il reste un peu d'espoir Celui de voir les gens sans fard et moins bâtards. Mais cesse de faire le point, serre plutôt les poings, Bouge de ta retraite, ta conduite est trop parfaite Relève la gueule, je suis la, t'es pas seul Ceux qui hier t'enviaient, aujourd'hui te jugeraient.  Antisocial, tu perds ton sang froid. Repense a toutes ces années de service. Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices, Enfin le temps perdu qu'on ne rattrape plus.   Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale, Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal, Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du métro, Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas, Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle, Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle. Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.  Antisocial, tu perds ton sang froid. Repense a toutes ces années de service. Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices, Enfin le temps perdu qu'on ne rattrape plus. Qu'on ne rattrape plus. Qu'on ne rattrape plus. Qu'on ne rattrape plus. Antisocial Antisocial Antisocial 

 

 Shitty people, people who don’t live their own lives, who have nothing better to do, who meddle in others’ affairs, who get in the way, and who cause problems for other people.

People with self-serving rather than shared interests. Envious, greedy, dishonest, and ill-intentioned people / persons.

 Superficial things and people. Preconceived, manufactured things, that are just there, merely keeping up appearances, and are not real or genuine. Things and people that money buys, maneuvers, controls and manipulates.

 So, many people turn anti-social because of these things and manly because of the clowns. Clowns are the mainly problem of the people and societies all over the world.

 

 

 

NG

 

 

 

 When You Came Into My Life 

 

 

 

 The Sound of Silence

Great music, images, sounds, melodies, lyrics, depth, profound thoughts, distant, far, wander, wonder, fantasy, dreams

 

 

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A thousand years

 

Never Tear Us Apart

    Don't ask me What you know is true Don't have to tell you I love your precious heart I I was standing You were there Two worlds collided And they could never tear us apart We could live For a thousand years But if I hurt you I'd make wine from your tears I told you That we could fly 'Cause we all have wings But some of us don't know why I was standing You were there Two worlds collided And they could never ever tear us apart I (don't ask me) I was standing (you know it's true) Mm, you were there (worlds collided) Two worlds collided (we're shining through) And they could never tear us apart You (don't ask me) You were standing (you know it's true) I was there (worlds collided) Two worlds collided (we're shining through) And they could never tear us apart I I was standing You were there Two worlds collided

 

A thousand years, a thousand more A thousand times a million doors to eternity I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times An endless turning stairway climbs To a tower of souls If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars The towers rise to numberless floors in space I could shed another million tears, a million breaths A million names but only one truth to face A million roads, a million fears A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty I could speak a million lies, a million songs A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time But if there was a single truth, a single light A single thought, a singular touch of grace Then following this single point, this single flame This single haunted memory of your face I still love you I still want you A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves Like galaxies in my head And on and on the mysteries unwind themselves Eternities still unsaid 'Til you love me

 

Dancing alone in a dark and silent room. Her moans are trembling the walls.

 A man can live a thousand years  

 

Enjoy The Silence 

 Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can't you understand? Oh, my little girl All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Vows are spoken To be broken Feelings are intense Words are trivial Pleasures remain So does the pain Words are meaningless And forgettable All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm

 

 Tokyo Bar

 

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 Je me suis perdu à danser dans les petites rues On a la tête qu'il nous faut On est comme dans un festin cru Je n'entends et ne comprends plus rien Toi les poissons blancs, te regardent et t'attendent Comment tu te sens maintenant? Entre mes mains, aujourd'hui Moi, je suis amoureux d'une fille qui aime les filles C'est comme passer Noël en famille Ça va très mal se passer Comme de croire et d'écouter Poutine Je te promets tout ce que tu fais Je serai comme tu voudras Tous ceux qui disent, te crachent dans le dos Ça bitch de toute part Alors, je serai prêt Oui, on va se parler cash Et j'aime comme tu es Les autres ne sont que des lâches Je me suis perdu à marcher dans les petites rues On a le cerveau qu'il nous faut Dans quel état tu m'as promis Je te vois et te comprends si bien Tu vois toi et moi, un amour à Hiroshima Comment tu me sens maintenant Entre mes bras ou dans la vie? Je saurai être sage et ton sugar daddy Laisse-les dire, laisse-les mentir Et tout va très bien se passer Et Poutine n'y pourra rien changer Je veux te dire, je te promets Je serai comme tu voudras À ceux qui disent, te crachent dans le dos Ça bitch de toute part Et moi je serai prêt On va leur parler cash Et moi j'aime tes baisers Aucun tabou qui nous fâche Je veux te dire, je te promets Je serai comme tu voudras Tous ceux qui disent, te crachent dans le dos Ça bitch de toute part Alors, je serai prêt Oui, on va se parler cash Et j'aime comme tu es Les autres mieux sont que des lâches Moi, j'aime tes baisers Je vais te dire, je te promets Je serai comme tu voudras Tous ceux qui disent, te crachent dans le dos Ça bitch de toute part Alors, je serai prêt Oui, on va se parler cash Et j'aime comme tu es Les autres ne sont que des lâches Moi, j'aime tes baisers

 

* me

La, la oú je suis, oú tu es, oú nous sommes.

Femme

Faim

Fin 

 

Ilusion

 

 Ça finirás pas, un jour.

 

A Thousand Miles 

 

 

M

  

 

 Goodbye Marylou

 

Quand l´écran s´allume, je tape sur mon clavier Tous les mots sans voix qu´on se dit avec les doigts Et j´envoie dans la nuit Un message pour celle qui Me répondra OK pour un rendez-vous  Message électrique quand elle m´électronique Je reçois sur mon écran tout son roman On s´approche en multi Et je l´attire en duo Après OK, elle me code Marylou  Goodbye Marylou, goodbye Marylou Goodbye Marylou, goodbye  Quand j´ai caressé son nom sur mon écran Je me tape Marylou sur mon clavier Quand elle se déshabille Je lui mets avec les doigts Message reçu OK, code Marylou  Goodbye Marylou, goodbye Marylou Goodbye Marylou, goodbye Marylou Marylou goodbye, Marylou goodbye  Quand la nuit se lève et couche avec le jour La lumière vient du clavier de Marylou Je m´envoie son pseudo Mais c´est elle qui me reçoit Jusqu´au petit jour, on se dit tout de nous  Quand l´écran s´allume, je tape sur mon clavier Tous les mots sans voix qu´on se dit avec les doigts Et j´envoie dans la nuit Un message pour celle qui M´a répondu OK pour un rendez-vous  Goodbye Marylou, goodbye Marylou Goodbye Marylou, goodbye...

  

Terra da Diolinda 

 

 Aurora Maria     Diolinda Rodrigues Pinto Rolo

João    Helena

Helena and João daughters, Aurora And Graça 

John Henry Peter

NGR Paris

Rosa, Henrique mother. Nuno Gonçalo 

 Diolinda   Helena  Aurora (Sisters)  Graça

Avenida João Crisóstomo

Aurora  Graça, childhood friend and neighbor. 

Cathedral Notre Dame, Paris (Riviére Seine)

Aurora  Rosi Italia  Gonçalo   João   Ricardo

Henrique 

 

Portugal dos Pequeninos 

 

...  Graça   Aurora  João  Tia  Rosi  Ana  ...

 

 

 

  

 

Lucie

Lucie, Lucie c'est moi je sais, Il y a des soirs comme ça où tout... s'écroule autour de vous. Sans trop savoir pourquoi toujours  Regarder devant soi Sans jamais baisser les bras, je sais... C'est pas le remède à tout, Mais 'faut se forcer parfois...  Lucie, Lucie dépêche toi, on vit, On ne meurt qu'une fois... Et on n'a le temps de rien, Que c'est déjà la fin mais...  C'est pas marqué dans les livres, Que le plus important à vivre, Est de vivre au jour le jour. Le temps c'est de l'Amour...  Même, si je n'ai pas le temps, D'assurer mes sentiments... J'ai en moi, oh de plus en plus fort, Des envies d'encore...  Tu sais, non, je n'ai plus à cœur, De réparer mes erreurs ou de, Refaire c'qu'est plus à faire : Revenir en arrière...  Lucie, Lucie t'arrête pas, on ne vit Qu'une vie à la fois... A peine le temps de l’savoir, Qu'il est déjà trop tard...  C'est pas marqué dans les livres, Que le plus important à vivre, Est de vivre au jour le jour. Le temps c'est de l'Amour...  C'est pas marqué dans les livres, Que le plus important à vivre, Est de vivre au jour le jour. Le temps c'est de l'Amour...  Mmmm, Lucie, j'ai fait le tour, De tant d'histoires d'amour. J'ai bien, bien assez de courage, Pour tourner d'autres pages, sache...  Que le temps nous est compté. Faut jamais se retourner en se disant, "Que c'est dommage, D'avoir passé l'âge"  Lucie, Lucie t'encombre pas De souvenirs, de choses comme ça. Aucun regret ne vaut le coup Pour qu'on le garde en nous...  C'est pas marqué dans les livres, Que le plus important à vivre, Est de vivre au jour le jour. Le temps c'est de l'Amour...  C'est pas marqué dans les livres, Que le plus important à vivre, Est de vivre au jour le jour. Le temps c'est de l'Amour...

Mario Soares

Pedro

Henrique Rosa

Helena 

Helena Rodrigues Simon    Rui Fernando Rodrigues Simon

Pierre France   Aurora    Ricardo   Ana   Helena

 

Henrique    Rui   Gonçalo    Aurora    Helena   Ana   Rui

Maternidade Dona Estefania    Rui  Electricista, garagem. 

  

 

Barco Francisco  Henrique  Rosa Madeira Cristo Rei Almada  Pinoquio  Vinho do Porto Offley

Pedro  Prior Velho

 

Catedral de Colonia, Alemanha 1970... (Pedro Team) 

Klon Cathedral Deutschland Germany

FM FO ... HR ... ... 

 

Team Paris   M  O

Lisboa, Andorra, Paris, Frankfurt, KLon, Munchen

MQ Máquina TeXtil

 

 

 

 

 

  

Rui Simon   Henry Rose

   

 SIR PGR MP

 SIR PGR MP

 Ministro da Administração Interna (Mai) Ministro das Obras Publicas, Administraçao Publica, Justiça, Saude, Economia, Finanças, Educação, cultura...  

Ministros com acesso a informações e dentro dos sistesmas administrativos do estado e governamentais.

Ratos, ratazanas, cobras, macacos, cães, pulgas, formigas...

Ordens de trabalho judiciais, desvio das ordens de trabalho para politicos, jornalistas, cães e artitas de rua amarelos e castanhos. Serviços de desvios e de limpezas amarelas  

 

Exilio

  

AR Assembleia da República 

 

 

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  Governo SIC Cães Artistas de rua  

  Desviar tudo para bodes expiatórios, para os amarelos, e fazer as limpezas da casa.  

 Canais de televisão amarelos  

  Jornais amarelos  

 Informação amarela  

  Trabalho amarelo  

 

 

 

 Artistas de tv e de rua amarelos 

 

 

 

  Partidos politicos e politicos amarelos 

  Governos amarelos 

  Cães amarelos  

  Saúde e magia castanha amarela  

 

 

 

  Doenças, magia castanha, criminalidade, emigração, diamantes, fugitivos mas protegidos e cobertos por dá cá um centimo em troca.  

 

 Dinheiro, o que manda e mexe, a corrupção, jornalistas, politicos, policias, tudo e todos que possam prestar e prestam serviço aos corruptores amarelos. 

Corrupção, actos e factos de corrupção. Entrevistas na tv e nos jornais. Entrevistas, programas de tv e publicidade que a tv e os jornais pagam aos políticos, jornalistas entre outros artistas amarelos e da socialitée amarela. Tachos da corrupção, com cargos públicos, políticos e empresárais, na administração pública, nas câmaras municipais, juntas de freguesia, nas empresas da treta e de marabelismos financeiros... bancos e lojas de artigos marroquinos contrafeitos, ourivesarias, jóias de valor duvidavel trocadas e vendidas a amigos a preço de tremoços e de amendoins.

MARIO

SAMPAIO

 Antônio Costa

 

Partidos da treta que nada tem a haver com a politica em Portugal e outros de artistas amarelos.

 PAN, Partido Liberal, Iniciativa Liberal, Livres, Verdes

CDU 

 Bloco de Esquerda....

Sindicalistas.... 

Chega, a sigla de um partido politico, Chega

Chega de merda amarela e castanha 

 

PS PSD PCP CDS