+ Hawksley Workman: Kissing Girls (You Shouldn't Kiss)
And I'm working at trying to find a kind of language where I won't be so easily modulated by expectation.
For a long time I've been debilitated in bed. Thinking too much. Sometimes not enough.
There's a rain cloud above me. Like all the good days have come and gone and now there is nothingness.
Sometimes I wonder if you think I'm older or younger than I actually am.
+ George Michael: Older.Unplugged
Don't you think i'm looking older?
But something good has happened to me
Change is a stranger
You have yet to know
Change is a stranger
Who never seems to show
Quote by L. Cohen
In times of deep depression all I can watch is Disney Channel.
“By being too sensitive I have wasted my life.”
— Arthur Rimbaud
There are days I want to open up and spill my guts.
There’s static in my inner voice.
If you ask me "How are you?"
I'd say "I'm not sure if I can't breathe
or if I don't want to breathe".
Choked by memories
Tortured by Anhedonia
Paralyzed by Failure
Flirting with Nihilism
Estranged from Melomania
Lacking Romantic Endeavours
Inside a complete lack of motivation and dicipline
I'm too old to de-fragment myself. It's too late to rebuild, to Push the button and restart.
"Remembrance, like Rembrandt, is dark but festive."
— Vladimir Nabokov
“We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing. ”
I have loved you from the very beginning.
You are priceless above all pearls to me.
All night long I dream of you.
I would gladly go with you to the end of the world.
Each parting is a grief unspeakable.
Another kiss before you go. Let loose your beautiful hair.
I hadn't seen this episode since it aired. Too emotional. One of the finest series finales ever.
Where Visionaries’ key gimmick comes in is by pure co-incidence where the toys’ key gimmick also comes in – our knights have a totem, both spiritual in the sense of some sort of mystical creature from which they draw their power, and literal in the sense of massive staff thing with a picture of said critter.+ DO YOU REMEMBER VISIONARIES: KNIGHTS OF THE MAGICAL LIGHT?
Reciting a verse allows them to deploy their signature power – or in the case of the toy, reciting the verse allows their hologram of the totem critter to continue to be a hologram, and your parents to think you’ve joined some sort of cult. In the case of the aforementioned, Leoric summons his lion totem to grant him wisdom (this being the Eighties, that wisdom comes down to knowing when to share or not to do drugs) by striking a legs-akimbo hero pose, holding his staff skyward and barking “Whispered secrets of a shattered age, I summon you: renew this sage!”
He was in a troubled and obscured state of mind which was incomprehensible, from the sky to that yellow tram rumbling along the clear track of the Hohenzollerdamn (along which Yasha had once gone to his death), but gradually his annoyance with himself passed and with a kind of relief–as if the responsibility for his soul belonged not to him but to someone who knew what it all meant–he felt that all this skein of random thoughts, like everything else as well– the seams and sleaziness of the spring day, the ruffle of the air, the coarse, variously intercrossing threads of confused sounds–was but the reverse side of a magnificent fabric, on the front of which there gradually formed and became alive images invisible to him.
Vladimir Nabokov, The Gift
+ The Killers live from the Royal Albert Hall - Losing Touch
“Your handwriting. the way you walk. which china pattern you choose. it’s all giving you away. everything you do shows your hand. everything is a self portrait. everything is a diary.”
“Look at me across the sea, for I go radiant, look at me across the night through which I sail, and sea and night are those eyes of yours. I have not left you when I go away.”
Pablo Neruda, The Captain’s Verses
"I think Prince should be president of the United States....It has been said that Prince presents nothing: he's dead, an image. But who do you think you are? Are you real? Such reality is false. You can only be who you’re taught and shown to be. Those who have and are showing you, most of the controllers, are shits. Despite that, how can you hate you or the image? How can you be who you're not and how can you not be? Prince accepts his falsity. We must be conscious in order to fight outside control. Make Prince, who may be conscious, the next president of the United States."
Q: How about for other comics you've done?
A. All-Star Superman was like being a Buddhist for the entire period of writing that because I was thinking like Superman and reading all this hopeful, inspiring stuff. He's very different from Batman. Superman sort of elevates you when you're writing him and makes you think to a higher degree, and Batman makes you paranoid.
+ Sunday Geekersation: Grant Morrison switches superheroes
“Of art, of love, of the difference between dreaming and waking she knew nothing but would have darted at you like a flatheaded blue serpent if you questioned her knowledge of dreaming.”