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Cai Neve na Natureza

 

E uma infinita tristeza,
uma funda turbação
entra em mim, fica em mim presa.
…
– e cai no meu coração.

 

Augusto Gil

Headless Man

060119 VA to VB

 

A very difficult riddle which first appeared in print in the Gentleman’s Magazine in 1881:

 

A Headless man had a letter to write,
It was read by one who had lost his sight,
The Dumb repeated it word for word,
And he was Deaf who listened and heard.

 

The clue to the answer lies in the words “had a letter to write.” The riddle does not say that a letter was actually written. Secondly, while the word “letter” is generally understood by the listener to mean a letter of several paragraphs, it stands instead for a letter of the alphabet. That letter must be the letter O, which is the symbol also for zero, or nothing. Unraveled then, the riddle reads: A Headless man had nothing to write, nothing was read by one who had lost his sight, the Dumb repeated nothing word for word, and he was Deaf who listened and heard nothing.

 

Headless Man

 

I feel like a headless man
can’t think straight no more
standing on dry land
my eyes are sore
from staring at the sun
don’t look toward the sky
trying to direction here on earth
you may end up going blind trying to find your self worth

 

life can be a struggle
so take off the chains
if you begin to see bubbles
just ignore the pain
of your past life
and you’ll see the future

 

take a walk on the yellow brick
let fascination be your guide
and don’t look at any lunatics
it’s all a matter of pride
tell yourself you’re happy

 

and take hold of the lions paw
the scarecrow may look like your pappy
but that ain’t all, that ain’t all

 

life can be a struggle
so take off the chains
if you begin to see bubbles
just ignore the pain

 

 

The Headless Horseman needs a head

 

With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop
He’s out lookin’ for a top to chop
So don’t stop to figure out a plan
You can’t reason with a headless man

 

Now if you doubt this tale is so
I met that spook just a year ago
No, I didn’t stop for a second look
For once you cross that bridge, my brook friends
The ghost is through, his power ends

 

So when you’re riding home tonight
Make for the bridge with all your might
He’ll be down in the hollow there
He needs your head, look out, beware

 

With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop
He’s out looking for a head to swap
So don’t try to figure out a plan
You can’t reason with a headless man

Baubo