Eduardo Cechin

locked in a world of words, drawings, and sounds not yet released.

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Little insider (Often running, but never becoming something I aspire to inspire others little insiders)

I had to run

I'm sorry I called it fun

You made my heart broke

With your pity face

The one I can't deny

The emotions it causes me

So much I started to cry instead of smile

What I heard I wish you don't have to

It's so much I stopped rhyming this song

At blinking I'm wishing everyone but you

You made me sore for no reason apparently

You made my pants have ants and my mind have your waist I can't waste in my dreams

It's nothing more than lust

My brain stopped me and gave me a list with tons of love

The ones I can't see but I fail to show you

Times I wish I could erase fully off

The ones I looked the other way when you noticed my aparent interest

I couldn't explain and that's the reason I'm drowned in pain

This isn't like music, no minimalism indeed

I have to write while listening

This is what I became to be nowadays

Even though you weren't my type

The one I look and I wished to be

More than holding in my dreams

I wanted him to hold my waist now

How something so pure can be interpreted as an inconveniently sexual thing I don't rotule totally as one I want to wash away from the mare that my paranoid thoughts are.

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Raso - não mencionado, sobreposto, ignorado, deixado, incontrolável, corrigido, modernizado e morto (por enquanto).

A liberdade traz a depressão,

A obsessão traz a corrosão,

A obrigatoriedade traz metas e tristeza,

Diferente do cego físico que é a melancolia infinita,

Se eu tivesse sido posto sobre paraquedas fora do pico da minha revelação,

De veras - presentemente - não estaria escrevendo isso e nem sentindo um vazio niilístico noturno que a preocupação que não sou capaz de aproveitar e parar de pensar que não vou ter tempo para a juventude faz com que não faça o óbvio, nem se quer um sentimento-desenho translucidirá em mim, jamais, eu sou aleatoriedade e passagem para o paralelo que não para, mas pausa, porque continuo com coisas adversas e ponte-agudas que jamais acarretaram ao meu sucesso humano que é me aliviar suficientemente ao me autodescobrir sagrado no tesouro da insuficiência que é a relação da vida com a morte, do cachorro com o humano e a culpa que sinto por querer ser submisso e ao mesmo tempo, ser acariciado e apaixonado - não amado, porque falar não quer dizer que é a conjunção em si, mas uma palavra amenas para não magoar a quem nos quer, deseja-vos.

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polarized gran-solitude

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I cannot even open the window

I just let its air come inside for a few minutes

And then I close it like my life depended on it

I am in both, among both verges

Horrific academic hours and horrific home hours

I yearn it could stop, all could vanish to beautifulness

But since I don't have hope for the future while I'm still living and when I'm not

I guess the void will overpower every particle of my senses, and intelligence

I feel sorry I feel it suddenly

It took the daily smile of my mom

Now all she has is a frown on her face even before I think about waking up

I never think about it

Because if I knew I was in my dreams I would never dare to leave

I rather the weirdness of my unconscious creation during my fall rather than the rawness of this world.

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just some other¹ stuffs i did... no titles involved (created/named/cited). #art #artedigital #manipulation #images #artwork #visualartist #digitalartist #photoshop #explorer #colors #nostalgia #sorrow #feelings #thoughts #ambiance #ambient #music #photography #comtemporary #comtemporaryart #brazilianartist #vintage #visualart #polaroid #montage #memories #childhood https://www.instagram.com/p/CLLK9pshym7/?igshid=zhssdd9jbaxo

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just some stuffs i did... 1. if my mom didn't have me it all would be brighter, wealthier, less troubled, and less mentally grey. 2. untitled (feb. 8, 2021) 3 & 4. a cat through the lens 5. silver mountains bars | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | #art #artedigital #manipulation #images #artwork #visualartist #digitalartist #photoshop #explorer #colors #nostalgia #sorrow #feelings #thoughts #ambiance #ambient #music #photography #comtemporary #comtemporaryart #brazilianartist https://www.instagram.com/p/CLE_mLHhsn1/?igshid=1djulao4of9fe

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1. transposed mankind sky céu humano transposto 2. windowyse 3. the red observer o observador vermelho all done in jan. 29, 2021; ecs. #artist #comtemporary #contemporaryart #art #visualartist #visualart #digitalart #images #imagemanipulation #photography #photoshop #photoshopart #experimental #artecontemporanea #arte #artistavisual #artistsoninstagram #brazil #brazilianartist #artedigital #artevisual #manipulaçãodeimagem #ecs #echoescrossaanatorium https://www.instagram.com/p/CKpUSURhjvS/?igshid=1ilwzxnmye57k

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i will cry and moan internally [complete] jan. 11-jan. 21, 2021; ecs. #drawing #art #artist #newartists #love #photography #drawing #group #artwork #beautiful #photo #painting #artistsoninstagram #illustration #digitalart #design #cute #artistavisual #abstract #visualartist #newartist #manipulation #cartoon #dreams #series #paintings #weird #nightmare #abstractart #artedigital #arte https://www.instagram.com/p/CKT1aF3BufF/?igshid=cpkiwdjlcwg5

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mente de páginas / mind of pages set. 22, 2020; ecs. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • #art #artevisual #queimadas #artista #artist #pollution #poluição #nature #grotesque #grotesqueart #minimalist #minimalismo #minimalism #echoescrosssanatorium #brazilian #brazil #weird #interpretation https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ38FWRpHxw/?igshid=bl8rpinemaue

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Philosophy flower...

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🤣😒

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things I drawn to get out the stress I created with useless thoughts. :// :// :)) :))

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I don't even know what I did while quarentining... >.<"

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Quotes with forgettable words

I'm tired of acting

It's just imitating

It's no life, art or love

It's just the same as always

People taking shower pictures

Taking tumblr-outside pictures

Taking everyone's reactions to their undead ego

People creating quotes with forgettable words

Verbs and pronouns

Can't they just give to children of our present what they didn't have in the past?

Encouragement to see the world with protected-glass eyes

But they won't

Never want someone smarter than them

Someone who has a little officer inside their mind

And a bodybuilder inside their mind, too

To deprecate their self-esteem

Mother of myself

If I was one of them

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Father figure

Crystal eyes

With a crystalline body

The brain's not wrong, is it?

Gray beard isn't the age

Is the camouflage

Black holes like the others

If my parents were dead

Would take care of me?

The way everyone thinks

The way they think

Isn't the way I think

I'm young

There's a lot of songs

I have to listen yet

To fly with butter

To texture me up

If I ever feel attracted to somebody new

I will always remember you

Because they will resemble you

Your magazine cover mouth

Your black and white pair of everything you wear

Your humbleness, sweetness

The way you pretend I'm not trying anything with you

The way you thought I needed a father figure to describe my future

Instead of the real thought of mine that you couldn't be into

The true future you thought you could be celebrating with me my graduation

And be proud of me

Instead of the real thought of mine

Of you holding my hand

After midnight with no sound around

But the ecstasy

The moan out of our mouths

The dungeon

The place of our burning bats of forbidden desires

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My chin doesn't win

I'm a key

That opens doors

I'm two horns

That's up in the bull's head

I'm a short temperament person

That's full of insecurities

That follows to my disgrace

My chin doesn't win

When we compete for beauty

My rings doesn't exist

When we try to marry

My steams go to the window

Next to the floor up in the ceiling

I'm the one with the last name "Rey"

That fights everybody without exceptions

I'm living by the seashore

Living the best moment in the life of my sleeping

I'm the one with the last name "Silva"

That's like everybody else in the country I live

My acne hide me from the fame

When we are out drinking milkshake

My anxiety kills me entirely

When we fought for the rough one role

My steams went to the floor

Up in the glass window

Next to my head

Stuck in the pieces

Craving the blood that lasts to escape

That lasts to leave me

Dead here

Alone there

Forever

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Goodness

I nestle against your arms like a baby

Everyone knows we don't choose

Because we have to complete

If the radio said love has to wait

Who am I to be against it?

Relive your bold drive

But you don't act like you regret everything

Because you don't

Because you told my heart

How miserable you were without my embrace

Have you settled your bills by debit?

Or have you settled your bills by sexy cards?

He's not proud, but he's not blaming you

He has empathy for you

Like I do

The red head girl said

She loves how humble and genuine I am

The covered face guy said

I am God's mirror

Reflecting all the goodness of the world

He said I am a genius, too

But I don't think so

I only write my stress roughly

The godness goodness belongs to my world

It exists as a form of interlude

Because we had to conclude that

The incomplete love's now complete

Not because of me or you

Because butterflies waited the time it demanded