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Estoy tratando de confiar

Pero lo que siento es el dolor que me dejaste sentir.. Y ahora lo que quiero es salir corriendo antes de que vuelva a confiar.. Siento que me vas a lastimar de nuevo.. No se si pueda seguir perdiendo mis esperanzas así y dejar que juegues con mis sentimientos como quieras..

monthoffearart

Rovina Cai Month of Fear 2015: Mirrors “Narcissus” 6x8 in. Coloured pencil, ink + digital.

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Rovina’s killing it this week. Check out the lovely mirror themed art!

I had to skip this week, I managed to injure myself pretty well and it’s put me behind on everything. I’ll probably finish my mirror painting in November.

If all goes well I’ll have a piece for next week’s theme!

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Collapse will come before change. Collapse is change.

Gore Vidal (via deadlondon)

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The major Western novelists owe as much to Shakespeare as they do to Cervantes. Melville’s Ahab, in Moby-Dick, has no Sancho; he is isolated as Hamlet or Macbeth. Otherwise quixotic, poor Emma Bovary also possesses no Sancho and dies ultimately of self-overhearing. Huckleberry Finn finds his Sancho in [Nigger] Jim and so is saved from withering gloriously in the air of solitude. Raskolnikov, Dostoevsky’s Crime and Punishment, confronts what might be termed the anti-Sancho Panza in the nihilistic Svidrigailov’s Iago. Prince Myshkin in Dostoevsky’s Idiot clearly owes much to the noble ‘madness’ of Don Quixote. Mann, highly conscious of his debt to Cervantes, deliberately repeats the poet Goethe’s complez homage to the author of Don Quixote, as well as Sigmeund Freud’s tribute to Cervantes.

Harold Bloom, How to Read and Why (2001)

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Girls in peacetime want to dance

El nuevo disco de Belle & Sebastian.

Si sos de esos que no puede aceptar un cambio, o si sos de los que busca en una banda siempre lo mismo, alejate de este compact, por qué es otra cosa con respecto al “sonido de siempre”, y saben qué? Está buenísimo.