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Acquired Stardust
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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'campaign for the skate + snowboard shop so hip it hurts' in lürzer's int'l archive (ads, tv + posters worldwide) vol. 1 - 2009
I experience a muted sense of pleasure and many things escape me!
A hibiscus flower under ultraviolet light, shining for the polinators.
A "demon" is a series of actions. A pattern of behavior with a name and identity and socio-historical connotations. It is not without "rules baggage". A "demon" is alike a "gambler", as is a "angel". Mind, these are not types of being. A person can occupy many of these roles, even sequentially. One can be made a demon, and one can stop being one, as one can become a gambler, and stop being one. A gambler is someone who is enamored with winning through luck. A demon is someone who is enamored with winning through agency- Someone who lives by doubling down. A high roller in life. A crowd forms around them. They say they will never die, and although nobody admits it, the crowd believes them. An angel is someone who is enamored with winning through passivity. To "fix" any of these patterns- that is, to negate them, leaving the person behind- is simple. One must only seek to bring the pattern to its natural end artificially. A gambler is banned from the casino and gambles with his pennies, his pension, until he dies or is killed. A demon is a engine. While other patterns's fuel is more mundane- money for the gambler, love for the angel- the demon's fuel is agency, and one must think for a moment before deciding how it is possible to deprive another of that without extreme measures. The answer decided on by our society is to target the methods by which the demon sustains its ongoing reaction- its combustion, to use a overwrought analogy. The demon is able to continue its pattern because it engages with the mechanisms delicate and vulnerable in the minds of all people. Although it believes it is the first to find them, it and its group, it is not- the anthropological record of the autoimmune response of societies to demons is as old as time itself. The society, the people that the demon uses as fuel, recognize the threat, and build a callous around it. when fire is starved of oxygen, it dies, and when a demon is refused a open ear, when the wildfire reaches the fire breaks and the door shuts behind it, the demon cannot save others quickly enough to replace those it loses. This is where the analogy fails. A demon is not a destructive force like a wildfire. Its fuel finds it, forces itself down the demon's throat, envelops its phallus under threat of suicide. It would be foolish to assign morality to this reaction. The fire does not rape the kindling. The demon is not the lion and the fuel is not the deer- the demon is the wildfire and the fuel is the grass that both fuels it and grows in the fertile ashes. All the same, we are people, and people cannot live in analogy. Both demon and fuel had to come from somewhere, and neither would have been born if the previous wildfires had not been snuffed out by their parents. The demon owes its life, and method of death, to the death of all the demons before it.
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john and paul launch into an improvisation // i will [take 19 / can you take me back] // 16 september 1968
paul: oh my brother, can you take me / can you take me by the hand? / can you take me / can you take me / can you take me back? / anybody, can you take me / can you take me back? / take me back to where i came from / oh, take me back
john: are you happy here, honey?
paul: i ain’t happy here, my honey / can you take me back? i ain’t happy here, my honey / can you take me back? / can you take me / can you take me / can you take me back? / i ain’t happy here, honey / can you take me back? / can you take me back where i came from? / can you take me back? / can you take me back where I came from? / can you take me back? / are you happy living here, honey? / honey, are you happy living here? / i ain’t happy living here, baby / honey, can you take me back? / can you take me back where i came from? / can you take me back? / can you take me back where i came from? / brother, can you take me back? / can you take me back? / can you take me where i came from? / can you take me back?
HEAVEN IS A PLACE. A PLACE WHERE NOTHING. NOTHING EVER HAPPENS
I'm having a seriously bad day and not even Talking Heads is making me feel much better. I think I'll stay up until 3 AM about this
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french vintage asymmetrical purse pocket dress
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