oozey mess
if i look back, i am lost
almost home
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
noise dept.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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$LAYYYTER
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Famous Heroes of the Kabuki Stage Played by Frogs by Utagawa Kuniyoshi (1798-1861), a woodcut illustration of personified frogs in costume acting out scenes from Kabuki plays. Original from Library of Congress. Digitally enhanced by rawpixel. Text by rawpixel
Vivemos no presente mas o futuro está dentro de nós a todo momento. Talvez seja isso escrever.
Paul Auster, Noite do Oráculo
De que serve um escritor se não for para destuir a literatura?
Cortázar, Jogo de Amarelinha
And because some things cannot be triumphed over unless they are first accepted and endured, because, indeed, some things cannot be triumphed over at all, the "story" must be told again and again in endless pursuit of a happy ending. To be human is finally to be a loser, for we are all fated to lose our carefully constructed sense of self, our physical strength, our health, our precious dignity, and finally our lives. A refusal to tolerate this reality is a refusal to tolerate life.
Victims and Losers, A Love Story, Mary Gaitskill
Poema de Maria Gabriela Llansol
Herbais, 20 de Outubro de 1980
A felicidade deve estar imanente no tempo. O tempo, em si mesmo, deve ser feliz. Que dia estranho, em que julguei sentir-me uma página do tempo. Fui a um dos meus jardins e encontrei a lua cheia, como uma pessoa que eu desejasse ver. Devo ousar mais: a lua era um ser que eu desejava ver. Este meu jardim não tem muro, nem casas à volta, está disposto a crescer à medida que eu o atravessar, uma, duas, três, centenas de vezes.É um lugar? É uma fonte que comunica com o espaço? É um texto a ler? É o jardim que o pensamento permite?
Beatus de Facundus. Illuminated Revelations. 1047.
The seven angels and the seven last plagues. Harvest. The first trumpet, hail of fire mixed with blood. The four horsemen. The three angels, the fall of Babylon. Theophany in the early prophecies. Victory of the Lamb over the beast, the image of the Beast, the Dragon and the kings of the Earth (top to bottom).
Contd from here
Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse: Fragments (trans. Richard Howard) (ID in ALT)
Thirity-Six Views of Mount Fuji, Takashi Homma
Utagawa Hiroshige (1797–1858).
Shadow puppets from omocha-e, or toy pictures intended for children
Single panel here
world heritage post
Milan Dobeš, Central Gravity, 1965, Optical collage, 39 x 39 cm.
Pushkinsky Movie Theater in Moscow (1961)
You've seen Self Diagnosis Is Bad, now let me introduce you to Diagnosis Is Bad. You've seen Diagnosis Is Bad, now let me introduce you to Classification Is Bad. You've seen Classification Is Bad, now let me introduce you to Language Is Bad. You've seen Language Is Bad, now let me introduce you to the Gong of Eternal Peace
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Mon oncle d’amerique (Alain Resnais, 1980)
