“I still search
for you in crowds,
in empty fields
and soaring clouds.
In city lights
and passing cars,
on winding roads
and wishing stars.
I wonder where
you could be now,
for years I’ve not said
your name out loud.
And longer since
I called you mine—
time has passed
for you and I.
But I have learnt
to live without,
I do not mind—
I still love you anyhow.”
― Lang Leav, Lullabies
for you in crowds,
in empty fields
and soaring clouds.
In city lights
and passing cars,
on winding roads
and wishing stars.
I wonder where
you could be now,
for years I’ve not said
your name out loud.
And longer since
I called you mine—
time has passed
for you and I.
But I have learnt
to live without,
I do not mind—
I still love you anyhow.”
― Lang Leav, Lullabies
“Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.”
― Lang Leav, Lullabies
― Lang Leav, Lullabies
Everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but I could say that they've ruined and degraded everything, because this is not some kind of cataclysm coming about with so-called innocent human aid, on the contrary, it's about man's own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a big hand in, or, dare I say, takes part in, and whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine, because, you see, the world has been debased, so it doesn't matter what I say because everything has been debased that they've acquired and since they've acquired everything in a sneaky, underhanded fight, they've debased everything, because whatever they touch, and they touch everything, they've debased; this is the way it was until the final victory, until the triumphant end; acquire, debase, debase, acquire; or I can put it differently if you'd like, to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase; it's been going on like this for centuries, on, on and on; this and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on; yet only in one way; like a rat attacks from ambush; because for this perfect victory it was also essential that the other side, that is, everything's that's excellent, great in some way and noble, should not engage in any kind of fight, there shouldn't be any kind of struggle, just the sudden disappearance of one side meaning the disappearing of the excellent, the great, the noble, so that by now the winners who have won by attacking from ambush rule the earth and there isn't a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs, even things that they can't reach but they do reach are also theirs; the heavens are already theirs and theirs are all our dreams; theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence; even immortality is theirs, you understand?; everything, ever
The Turin Horse (2011)
The Turin Horse (2011)
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Forwarded from Zero
When the black thing was at its worst, when the illicit cocktails and the ten-mile runs stopped working, I would feel numb as if dead to the world. I moved unconsciously, with heavy limbs, like a zombie from a horror film. I felt a pain so fierce and persistent deep inside me, I was tempted to take the chopping knife in the kitchen and cut the black thing out I would lie on my bed staring at the ceiling thinking about that knife and using all my limited powers of self-control to stop myself from going downstairs to get it.
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“Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
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“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
― Mary Oliver
with your one wild and precious life?”
― Mary Oliver
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you don't know
what you are doing
so you look for answers
in other people
but the truth is,
nobody really knows
what they are doing either
and instead of letting someone
who has no idea
tell you what to do
why not just fuck it up yourself
anyway?
- No idea what I'm doing but f*ck it. Ron Lim
what you are doing
so you look for answers
in other people
but the truth is,
nobody really knows
what they are doing either
and instead of letting someone
who has no idea
tell you what to do
why not just fuck it up yourself
anyway?
- No idea what I'm doing but f*ck it. Ron Lim
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“If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.”
― George Orwell, 1984
― George Orwell, 1984
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“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
― Marcel Proust
― Marcel Proust
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“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”
― Marcel Proust
― Marcel Proust
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“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.”
― Marcel Proust
― Marcel Proust
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“Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.”
― Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time
― Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time
“Let us leave pretty women to men with no imagination.”
― Marcel Proust, The Captive / The Fugitive
― Marcel Proust, The Captive / The Fugitive
“We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.”
― Marcel Proust
― Marcel Proust
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The Starry Night pinned «“We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.” ― Marcel Proust»
If you look for a meaning, you'll miss everything that happens.
Andrei Tarkovsky
Andrei Tarkovsky
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Unlike all the other art forms, film is able to seize and render the passage of time, to stop it, almost to possess it in infinity. I'd say that film is the sculpting of time.
Andrei Tarkovsky
Andrei Tarkovsky