#lirics

[apro-remenysugar]

"Voltam már szerelmes korábban is, de most, ebben a pillanatban egyre inkább azt érzem, hogy engem neked teremtettek..."

-Billie Eilish - Haley's Comet

[dubdesing]

[norlanjose]

Así estamos hoy.

El tiempo actual, casi me convence del todo.

A fin de cuentas, por primera vez el mundo no tiene careta.

Los haters caminan libres; y nadie hace nada,

Escribimos solo en agonizantes intentos de recuperar un poco de inspiración, que ya se fue.

Vamos a un futuro que esta super claro, y no soy un profeta.

Tenemos un mundo convulsionado, preocupado por cifras,

Un mundo destrozado por el progreso y el avance,

Un mundo con monedas viejas, monedas devaluadas,

Un mundo empeñado en monedas electrónicas o virtuales.

Un mundo buscando siempre el equilibrio económico.

Un mundo que irónicamente girando cava su fosa,

Entierra sus vestigios de civilización, en una historia que caduco,

Una historia que resucito, por un virus, ¿nueva forma de guerra?

¿Así se escribirán las próximas paginas de lo que se enseñara a los niños probeta?

Ya no hay arte, por donde mires,

Ahora apreciamos lo que vende, lo que genera renta.

Las utopías no fueron más necesarias, como hasta ahora.

Las quimeras no fueron más imposibles, como hoy.

¿De verdad escuchas música o lo que te venden para mantener una industria?

¿Cómo le explicas al haters que hasta sus opiniones se están volviendo vacías?

Lo bueno de esta época es que todo se acelera, todo lo olvidamos más rápido,

Podríamos decir que fácilmente todos estamos diagnosticados con ansiedad.

Y allí va la medicina, el nuevo santo de las corporaciones,

Espero hayan entendido, que quien controla la medicina, controla el futuro,

Esta eugenésica realidad, va a sacar a muchos del juego,

Y dejara a los poderosos con el marcador a favor.

A mí, que no me vendan, ni me publiquen.

Guárdenme para dentro de 100 años, para ser una “ideología emergente”

Como esas ideas usufructúas que se empeñan en vendernos, para hacernos creer que somos lo que somos por elección. Vaya chiste.

Te pregunto:

¿A dónde vamos?

¿Alguien se acuerda del régimen axiológico social? O como les decían antes los valores

¿Ya conoces al nuevo dios?

¿Sabes quién eres o solo eres el constructo social y familiar de costumbres que también murieron?

Te respondo:

Vamos a la fosa común de la mediocridad.

No hace falta recordarlos, solo reconfigurarlos, porque ya no sirven para los mandamientos impuestos por nuestra nueva deidad.

Dinero, asignando rasgos incluso a nuestro ser, matando los sueños y enarbolando solo la bandera de la realidad, así que, despierta ya.

Y no, no sabes quién eres; solo eres un número en la estadística, uno más o uno menos, queriendo querer, pero ya no…

Norlan

[carloravaioli]

LUOGHI SIMULTANEI - Roma 2003 - Nona Casa (esterno): PICCOLA ARCA IN ATTESA nei giorni di vento molto forte si sposta di qualche centimetro affondando ancor più nella sabbia, chissà se pioverà abbastanza (quando pioverà) per tornare a galla e riprendere il largo. Come farò senza un’alluvione a tornare a casa, laggiù IN FONDO ALLE STANZE #galleriadarte #artefiera #mercatoarte #collezionearte #pitturapoesia #lirics #poetry #contemporanea # contemporaryart #artoftheday #artefigurativa #italianart #artemediterranea #poesia #artepoesia #artetradizione #carloravaioli #fineart #artpreview #artsy (presso Atelier Carlo Ravaioli Cervia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVNx4ooM6hL/?utm_medium=tumblr

[formerdetective]

Hello I am so in my feelings today I actually decided to write a Tumblr post.

It’s July 7! The day I believe Blake and Gwen had their first kiss. Here’s a bunch of reasons why.

First, it’s a date she remembered specifically. In context an interview made it seem like the day Blake announced he was getting divorced, but it wasn’t a direct quote. That makes no sense though, because why would he tell staff & producers halfway through blinds instead of before them, if the reason was to avoid any awkwardness bc as he said his life would look completely different by the time the show aired. Carson in an interview said he knew about the divorce about a month before it went public. He definitely could’ve known before everyone else since he is both a close friend and an exec producer. But regardless, blinds began June 29 and went for 3 days before a holiday break. Blake then filed officially on July 6 (remotely from LA) and was in LA that week until flying to a show the next weekend. During that time they filmed the coach performance and two more days of auditions.

Then there’s the timeline situation. Gwen wrote obsessed and splash between June 25 and July 21ish (presumably in mid-July). On Howard Stern she made it seem as though they were written different sessions but it could’ve been back to back days. Or the same day. Regardless, they were written before she went to Montana. She got back from Montana on July 27 and since she called it a family vacation we can presume it was more than a day or two. That leaves about 3 weeks for them to be close enough that Gwen’s writing about “not going home” and getting some pleasure together.

Except as she said on Stern there were only so many days for them to really be hanging out. They had July 6-10, then as far as we know he wasn’t back again until it was time for him to film his battle rehearsals on the 22nd. So even if Gwen’s vaca was just a long weekend and she was in town to hang out while he was there for battles, we still need to factor in the studio sessions writing/recording splash. (Also the ex was in Europe at the time so she also had full custody of the kids, i.e. even more limited time.)

Now the songs:

There have been plenty of debates about this over the years but I cannot believe there was no kissing involved over this period of time, based on the lyrics of her songs. I don’t think she would use “pretending I’m falling in love” if there was no making out. She has always seemed to take the physical aspect of a romantic relationship very seriously. And in splash she writes about the energy pulling her back to him, as if she has been on him before, so to speak. And that song, with the rising kundalini and the rosebud and all the water references is definitely about ~making love~. To me it makes sense that they have already had a first kiss when she’s at this point.

To build on that idea, all of the multiple references to the first kiss over the years indicates it was something that was spontaneous and out of nowhere (in my opinion). Splash and Obsessed are the opposite, she’s cerebral and planning in her actions and intentions in those songs, in her own chaotic way.

With all this in mind, I choose to believe (and celebrate!!) July 7 is the day of their first kiss. Happy Kiss Day! ❤️❤️❤️

Some exhibits:

Here’s a link to the relevant part of Howard stern interview. (She also points out that everything happened really quickly.)

I forgot what magazine she talked about July 7. Maybe cosmo maybe Marie Claire I really don’t know except it was a fashion mag. Honestly the first kiss couldve been any day july 6-9.

And to put any minds at ease, he had filed for divorce and she was legally separated so it’s nothing untoward.

Also to address the whole “email to text to romance” I think they probably were emailing and getting emotionally closer like that while they were not in the same place, I just think there also was a lot of making out whenever the timing worked out.

Ok that’s all thank you for coming to my lyd talk, happy kissing day, peace ✌🏼

[darcybrook]

Wait for me?

I will.

One of the most powerful and simplest lines

[la-pseuda]

,,, опять на едине с собой ×׆*

Во всем виновен только ты.

Сквозь тело прорастут цветы,

Однажды...

Ты так сильно устал,

Но перед прыжком подумай

Дважды!

Тебе не скрыть себя под маской.

Жизнь смешалась с серой краской,

Ею как чернилами рисуешь сказки,

Хоть нам так часто говорят,

Что рукописи правда не сгорят,

Но чувства нас испепелят...

×××× Держишь себя в руках притворно,

×××× А твоя жизнь сгорает, словно

×××× Книжка...

×××× Ты и не уверен, что чувствуешь,

×××× Но знаешь лишь, что ты

×××× Пустышка...

Теряешься среди вариантов истины...

Так долго мучает бессонница,

Это кошмар, но твои сны осознаны.

Теряю терпение, теряю рассудок.

Не понимаю, что к чему и откуда,

Но объективно я просто придурок....

Цепляются воспоминания

Отрываю от себя кусками с плотью

Хищным провалам в памяти

Я полностью себя скормлю

Сохраните мои мысли и развеете дым

И я останусь навсегда живым

Я не знаю во что, верю,

Шагая в никуда

Забвение крадется изнутри.

Я не понимаю чего я не хочу,

Отдавшись пустоте,

Найду себя в моей холодной крови...

[vi-maxwell-blog]

I have this new project....im painting a notebook....this is one of the paintings...