Nicolas V. Sanchez – Cuentos Compartidos, oil on linen, 2014.
Stranger Things
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Nicolas V. Sanchez – Cuentos Compartidos, oil on linen, 2014.
I will not dance to your war drum. I will not lend my soul nor my bones to your war drum. I will not dance to your beating. I know that beat. It is lifeless. I know intimately that skin you are hitting. It was alive once hunted stolen stretched. I will not dance to your drummed up war. I will not pop spin beak for you. I will not hate for you or even hate you. I will not kill for you. Especially I will not die for you. I will not mourn the dead with murder nor suicide. I will not side with you nor dance to bombs because everyone else is dancing. Everyone can be wrong. Life is a right not collateral or casual. I will not forget where I come from. I will craft my own drum. Gather my beloved near and our chanting will be dancing. Our humming will be drumming. I will not be played. I will not lend my name nor my rhythm to your beat. I will dance and resist and dance and persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than death. Your war drum ain’t louder than this breath.
What I Will, Suheir Hammad (via manifesting-souls)
I don’t think I’ll be able to finish those songs. Maybe, who knows? And maybe I’ll get a second wind, I don’t know. But I don’t dare attach myself to a spiritual strategy. I don’t dare do that. I’ve got some work to do. Take care of business. I am ready to die. I hope it’s not too uncomfortable. That’s about it for me.
Leonard Cohen in an interview with David Remnick of The New Yorker, October 2016 (via fuckyeahmrleonardcohen)
Leonard Cohen passed away November 10, 2016. I hope it was not uncomfortable. Vale.
(via fuckyeahmrleonardcohen)
Mike Perry, "Rockface" (Wandbruch, Sud Tirol, 2010)
LUCA NORBIATO
Gerald Stern
sorry professor i couldn't finish that essay because i'm falling in love with a person and it's a bad idea and i can't stop shaking and i'm like a walking caffeine overdose OKAY?
TCR | 2014.01.13 "My parent company Viacom is now a Mirriad client which means soon they could be inserting advertising into my old shows. I want to make it easy by providing plenty of blank surfaces to be content enhanced."
This actually makes me tremble. I seem to be trembling a lot these days.
True Detective | 1.02 Seeing Things
Palau, July 1978
The day has come when I—twenty-six years of age—can look at my phone and find an email with a photo attached that shows me lying on the ground in my own vomit.
Sasha Waltz, Körper. © Bernd Uhlig.
so you’re on your knees? good. now die to yourself. to your idea of yourself. everything you think you are, you’re not. what’s left? find out.
PJ Harvey, "Is That All There Is?" (1996)