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Byrne and Ivanek

1. Gabriel Byrne is the best actor in television. Thanks Anne for getting me into this show.   

2. Zeljko Ivanek is 2008-2009's Television's MVP Actor. I mean, he's been on everything! Damages, Heroes, True Blood and Big Love. ( He was even on "Lost" a few years ago, I wish he'd been on Galactica so I could say he was in all my favorite shows )

Art Is...

art is my car. art is that BMW car ad. art is the key that opens my door. art is what you live with. art is my computer. art is the born again christian with the megaphone outside. art is the design of the broken air conditioning unit in this room. art is there to remind me. art is how I feel sometimes. and not others. art is watching a piece of work be endlessly reproduced and take on incredible twists and turns and radiance and beauty. art is the stuff critics can't do.
J. G. Ballard

I see a beautiful city...


I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss, and, in their struggles to be truly free, in their triumphs and defeats, through long years to come, I see the evil of this time and of the previous time of which this is the natural birth, gradually making expiation for itself and wearing out… 
— A Tale of Two Cities [ via ] 

to the one who moves like music

Nick Cave & the bad seeds: Jesus of The Moon
Tori Amos: Personal Jesus
Kanye West: Jesus Walks Remix
Hawksley Workman: God Decides
Sandra Bernhard: God Is Good
Davis Usher: Faithless

Leonard Cohen, Book Of Mercy, #29
Bless the Lord, O my soul, who made you a singer in his holy house forever, who has given you a tongue like the wind, and a heart like the sea, who has journeyed you from generation to generation to this impeccable moment of sweet bewilderment. Bless the Lord who has surrounded the traffic of human interest with the majesty of his law, who has given a direction to the falling leaf, and a goal to the green shoot. Tremble, my soul, before the one who creates good and evil, that a man may choose among worlds; and tremble before the furnace of light in which you are formed and to which you return, until the time when he suspends his light and withdraws into himself, and there is no world, and there is no soul anywhere. Bless the one who judges you with his strap and his mercy, who covers with a million years of dust those who say, I have not sinned. Gather me, O my soul, around your longing, and from your eternal place inform my homelessness, that I may bring you forth and husband you, and make the day a throne for your activity, and the night a tower for your watchfulness, and all my time your just dominion. Sing, my soul, to the one who moves like music, who comes down like steps of lightning, who widens space with the thought of his name, who returns like death, deep and intangible, to his own absence and his own glory. Bless the Lord, O my soul, draw down the blessing of authority, that you may invite me to uncover you, and hold you precious till I’m worn away, and we are refreshed, soul and shadow, refreshed and rested like a sundial standing in the night. Bless the Lord, O my soul, cry out toward his mercy, cry out with tears and song and every instrument, stretch yourself toward the undivided glory which he established merely as his footstool, when he created forever, and he made it-is-finished, and he signed the foundations of unity, and polished the atoms of love to shine back beams and paths and gates of return. Bless the Lord, O my soul. Bless his name forever.


+ Nick Cave: From Her To Eternity from Wings of Desire
+ Wings of Desire Trailer