You know how it is called

To be alone in the middle of you.

Have some fruit

Chapultepec, Ciudad de, Mexico

Taste&Tell

I have to
before I can

Thus ends Wincing The Night Away

A Comet Appears



One hand on this wily comet,
Take a drink just to give me some weight,
Some uber-man I'd make,
I'm barely a vapor

They shone a chlorine light on,
A host of individual sins,
Let's carve my aging face off,
Fetch us a knife,
Start with my eyes,
Down so the lines,
Form a grimacing smile,

Close your eyes to corral a virtue,
Is this fooling anyone else?
Never worked so long and hard,
To cement a failure,

We can blow on our thumbs and posture,
But the lonely is such delicate things,
The wind from a wasp could blow them,
Into the sea,
With stones on their feet,
Lost to the light and the loving we need,

Still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it's growing,

With burnt sage and a forest of bygones,
I click my heels,
Get the devils in line,
A list of things I could lay the blame on,
Might give me a way out,

But with each turn,
It's this front and center,
Like a dart stuck square in your eye,
Every post you can hitch your faith on,
Is a pie in the sky,
Chock full of lies,
A tool we devise,
To make sinking stones fly,

And still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it's growing.

The Shins

Mind the paradox

between the lines.

Simplicity

Just give me my car and an open road and I'm happy.



Steve McQueen

And if I never,
live to see another day
I guess that would have to be alright by me see
How come we never say what it is that we wannna say
Is this just another way to be mean ?
Mean?
Mean?
Not Steve McQueen
Or "Free of Worry "

And if you never
have the need to look the other way
But how could this be good for me?
Lets hope we always prevail to love, to take a pill or take a pause
But this is not at all what it seems
Seems
Seems
Seems
(Or take me serious)

Make sure we never
Ever stand in each others way
When you got something that you got to say that’s real
Look to each other that’s a thing that we're gonna do from now on
That’s what we're gonna do
for you

Lambchop

Trigger with care

intensity is a loaded gun.

(No) small talk

So, you've been around
Yes
I've been around too. That doesn't impress me.
I don't want to impress you.
Your mouth, though, impresses me.
...
It's fleshy and juicy.
I didn't know a mouth could be fleshy and juicy.
Neither did I.

On the importance of words

I miss lying to you in bed.

I miss lying with you in bed.

Street talk

and then, Antwerpen, Belgium

The Secretary (Syndrome)

Live to file another day.

Everything will be alright

Keep the pace.
Look mean.
Act cool.

Me too

Kieslowski, 1, Warsow, Poland

Unleash with care

intensity is a raging dog.

Up, close and personal

A'dam, The Netherlands

Fall back and regroup

a trusted lieutenant
suddenly
tells me.

Orberose

Spinoza's Ethics contemplates me, and so do bills and rubbish on the table. There's really no way to get there but from the inside. Of course, I'm not talking about the table. And this is goodbye.

Of(f) Babel

Ciudad de, Mexico

My own private liberalism

Freedom is the only thing that binds us.

bring sb up

each new person
is a delivery.

and the corresponding pain.

Blooming Difference

The tree
has many branches
many flowers
many fruits.

Selfelseness

One must allow him self to be an other.

Or something

Antwerpen-Berchem, Belgium

The Rose is without an explanation

Self-consciousness is the downfall of Men.

The heart (wrestling) of the matter

And then Pluto and Neptune sat.

While Jupiter and Saturn cheered.

Please

Will you teach me my name?

Over layers of Men

Ciudad de, Mexico

True Religion

My only belief is the body.

There's a Lux at the end of the tunnel

If it weren't for tea
what would be
of me?

Just call him Mr. Coolsome

Rachmaninov on the way in,
Bach on the way out.

Ethics

Dawn modelled it, Gloom took it

Induction

all feelings are self-induced.

Wherever you are

Welcome to the Fall.

And the monster of the Loch thereof

It is all a matter of light
Ness.

Spill in' art

Brussel/Bruxelles

and the devil is six

The years match the bullets.

Cool&Sweet

her name was ice-cream.

A certain longing

Sometimes I miss Spain.

Strolling through freedom

Washington, D.C., the U.S. of A.

This is not an abortion post

I am pro-choice.

A while is all there is

you can only foul them for a while.

that's ok. (a while is all I need)

Goodness Gracious

I said: I'm trying to be a Good person;
And
She said: I'm trying to be a Good person too.


And that was when Evil invaded me.

Betray.

It is the only way.

Oh, how I would like to rebel against my own love

The curse of the flame is
that it never stands still.

Double

Tolkien funny

If people on Earth have sex do people on Middle-earth have middlesex?

Histoire d'O

Live too fast.
Live to fast.

Hearing empaired

I can here
beyond your skin.

Keep trying

It is very hard to be above the current social hypocrisy level.

To speak one's mind all the time would render life _______.

A bridge over

the Tagus river, Lisbon, Portugal

Massive (heart) Attack

This girl I know needs some shelter
She dont believe anyone can help her
Shes doing so much harm, doing so much damage
But you dont want to get involved
You tell her she can manage

And you can't change the way she feels
But you could put your arms around her

I know you want to live yourself
But could you forgive yourself
If you left her just the way
You found her

This is not a Lebanon post

It is hard to be alive, sometimes.

Shot to pieces

Prague, The Czech Republic

Modern alchemy

I want to harm you in a way that you can forgive (me).

I play by the rules of faith

First Rule of Faith - Things in which we have Faith may not exist;
Second Rule of Faith - The First Rule of Faith has nothing to do with Faith;
[...]

To whom it may concern

The Kilkenny Celtic Festival will take place from 29 September to 8 October this year.

A mirror

The level of attraction should stand in direct relation to the use of the body

Let's light Prague up

Truth be told (iv)

I do the best I can with the motivation I have.

Respect

Days of Saturn

A question of vow(els)

He could not distinguish
between
to live and to love.

In bed as in life

He did not fuck,
he got fucked.

A_long(ing)

Strindbergh's Stockholm, Sweden

The Lemon Tree Redemption

He had a plan to escape himself.

The space between us

She was a liability because of her lie ability.

The future is no place to place your better days

Dave Matthews

Bios versus Zoe

The overrated versus the underdog.

Rage, rage

against the dying of the light, Alentejo, Portugal

Ment to be (happy)

Amateur whiner meets amateur winer&diner.

Her

Normality. I let her have a precious gift: time. It is my reward, in a sense. For I know how it works, I know it well. Time sometimes bends, tickles, hicks and jumps. And there goes normality out the window, through a banged door, a maddening phone call, a crysome conversation. Nothing of her remains then. Nor could it be any other way. It's the price she pays, normality, for the time given to her. When all life brakes loose new rules apply, all is made possible, all is written anew.

Reality check

Once stripped from words what remains of human?

Kafka-esque

Prague, Czech Republic

The Stranger (than Paradise)

I am a stranger in/to my own life.

Reason less

Above and beyond reason.

Where one ends and one begins

Ludwig Wittgenstein and Ibn'Arabï

Pong

I come and I become.

Fooling around (her)

I sigh at the sight of her thighs.

Enter the Wittgensteinian Paradox

Whom do you thank?

What. To what do you thank?

Jarmusch gone czech

Prague, The Czech Republic, [coffee] and cigars

Stargazing

I always fail
for I am always aiming for the stars.

Loosen (up)

I like to lose among friends.

First

the hardest time.

Wittgenstein gone czeck

Let the Mucha out of the box.

Shakespeare&Sons (study)

Jean Seberg writing the Great American Novel
While the bard sings out loud
and all the while I can't stop thinking
that beauty bewilders me

So what if she is a lesbian
set to brake all the straight hearts
and then some?
So what if she has the hips
too narrow
And breasts too large
And that makes no sense?

Oh, God! I love your senselessness!

Jean keeps reading from her Mac
Keeps writing into the oversized
rouge et noir notebook.
She's distressed - I can tell
Something eludes her, she has
the vision and the places and the names
It's the feeling that lacks
that soothing - but stabing - quality
that comes with all great novels.

Or then, it is the aching,
just a letter to the absent girlfriend,
I think, as she leaves.

Temple of Love

I'm not saying it doesn't mean anything, but why does it have to mean everything?

When Harry met Sally

Évora, Portugal

Refusing

Severe severing.

And the joy

When the Sisters sing I feel all the pain that I have ever endured.

This is not Whitman

Perpetually I am shattered by the world
So shattered,
I am the world.

A question of hs*

Are you hungry. No, I ate.
Are you angry. No, I hate

* Thanks to Michael Cunningham

Weathered

Going slow is the way to go.

But if going down, do it fast
Go out with a blast.

I can hear him

Everytime someone puts on a mask in this world
Dionysus laughs.

Roses are red

at a street, Stockholm

Every other Guy

Fawkes would be proud.

Anthesteria

I sleep very little and each day I wake closer to madness.

Do not you understand?

I love you with no me in it.

The everlasting pain

He opened the box. The things inside of it did not hurt anymore. That hurt.

Sense&Sensibility

I want to make you come
to your senses.

Evil

To do is not to be.

Dispersed

I have no feelings of my own

First,

I saved my body
and
then
my body saved me.

Adam&Eve

at a table, Georgetown, U.S. of A.

Bearing

the power to make someone happy is a terrible one.

plus, embrace the body

relinquish the mind and ye
shall have the soul.

secretkeeper: a gift

...so, all the rivers flow to me
and I flood no land.

Punctuation

1. Just a desire for your well-being;
2. Just a desire for your... well, being.
3. Just a desire for your well being.

Note to self

Before you plunge, know the horizon.

A hundred posts

Discourse, which belongs to the essential state of Dasein's Being and has a share in constituting Dasein's disclosedness, has the possibility of becoming idle talk.

Being and Time, Martin Heiddeger

I confess(ionalism)

My mind is not right

Robert Lowell (March 1st, 1917 - September 12th, 1977)

Skunk Hour

(for Elizabeth Bishop)

Nautilus Island's hermit
heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage;
her sheep still graze above the sea.
Her son's a bishop. Her farmer
is first selectman in our village;
she's in her dotage.

Thirsting for
the hierarchie privacy
of Queen Victoria's century,
she buys up all
the eyesores facing her shore,
and lets them fall.

The season's ill--
we've lost our summer millionaire,
who seemed to leap from an L. L. Bean
catalogue. His nine-knot yawl
was auctioned off to lobstermen.
A red fox stain covers Blue Hill.

And now our fairy
decorator brightens his shop for fall;
his fishnet's filled with orange cork,
orange, his cobbler's bench and awl;
there is no money in his work,
he'd rather marry.

One dark night,
my Tudor Ford climbed the hill's skull;
I watched for love-cars. Lights turned down,
they lay together, hull to hull,
where the graveyard shelves on the town. . . .
My mind's not right.

A car radio bleats,
"Love, O careless Love. . . ." I hear
my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell,
as if my hand were at its throat. . . .
I myself am hell;
nobody's here--

only skunks, that search
in the moonlight for a bite to eat.
They march on their soles up Main Street:
white stripes, moonstruck eyes' red fire
under the chalk-dry and spar spire
of the Trinitarian Church.

I stand on top
of our back steps and breathe the rich air--
a mother skunk with her column of kittens swills the garbage pail.
She jabs her wedge-head in a cup
of sour cream, drops her ostrich tail,
and will not scare.

Robert Lowell

Can you feel it?

March is coming.

teasing

open season.

Mars in our midst

Of white tones,
(though ravished
by its darkness)
a brimful
kaleidoscope.

Utilitza la llengua

on the wall, Gracia, Barcelona

Thus ends Chutes Too Narrow

Those to come




Eyeless in the morning sun you were
pale and mild, a modern girl
taken with thought, still prone to care
makin tea in your underwear
you went out in the yard to find

something to eat and clear your mind
something bad inside me went away

quaking leaves and broken light
shifting skin the coming night
the bearers of all good things arrive
climb inside us, twist and cry
a kiss on your molten eyes

myriad lives like blades of grass
yet to be realized, bow as they pass

they are cold,
still,
waiting in the ether,
to form,
feel,
kill,
propagate,
only to die

dissolve
magically,
absurdly,
they'll end,
leave,
dissipate,
coldly
and strangely
return

The Shins

Oh, boy

'Give me the world if Thou wilt, but grant me an asylum for my affections.'

Tulka

A philosophy of life

easy comer, easy goer.

Where we cross

We meet at a myriad sparkling points
I see them fading, remaining few
You see(m) them lighting, becoming more.

And has I go blind, haunted only
by the memory of light

You go forth, maddened much
by possibilities, close and remote.

No better movie

Rules of Engagement

I live my life according to poker rules.

You mean, You bluff?

On occasion,
but mostly I pay to see.

Jusqu'ici tout va bien

L'important c'est pas la chute. C'est l'atterrisage.

So, Fall.

and keep falling.

A problem

The problem of carrying the past with us
is
that each day the past is more
and much less of everything else
future

And though the present is always the same
(one can never have more present than it has)
It weighs on us,
thus.

Tribute to Ennis and Jack

Man, plus Sony Cyber-shot DSC-W1, plus Adobe Photo Shop, light and sharpening effects

Saturn revered

We are the sons of Saturn
And though the day is long
and trying
We shall be here tomorrow.

But if we are not
Know that
We do not resent it.

Things

I can not see the middle of.

The Libertine

Against Constancy

Tell me no more of constancy,
The frivolous pretense
Of old age, narrow jealousy,
Disease, and want of sense.

Let duller fools on whom kind chance
Some easy heart has thrown,
Despairing higher to advance,
Be kind to one alone.

Old men and weak, whose idle flame,
Their own defects discovers,
Since changing can but spread their shame,
Ought to be constant lovers,

But we, whose hearts do justly swell
With no vainglorious pride,
Who know how we in love excel,
Long to be often tried.

Then bring my bath and strew my bed,
As each kind night returns:
I'll change a mistress till I'm dead,
And fate change me for worms.

John Wilmot

Jefferson on my mind

Washington, U.S. of A.

Reverse. Psychology.

Invite me out to dinner and I'll tell you all about you.

Chocolate&Wine, baby

Chocolate&Wine.

Truth be told (iii)

Col. Jessep: You want answers?
Kaffee: I think I'm entitled.
Col. Jessep: You want answers?
Kaffee: I want the truth.
Col. Jessep: You can't handle the truth.


Truer words were never spoken.

(this is an example)

You have to be good to be bad.

The Thin Red Line

There is a line that must never be crossed.

In the name of Kripke

an analytic statement is, in some sense, true by virtue of its meaning and true in all possible worlds by virtue of its meaning. Then something which is analytically true will be both necessary and a priori. (that's sort of stipulative.)

Worlds apart

Love has nothing to do with life.

Marsyas

Tod und Leiden sind die Fragen, die jeden Menschen beschäftigen, der in die Welt geboren wird. Davon, wie er für sich diese Fragen löst (oder nicht löst), hängt seine Lebenseinstellung ab - ob bewusst oder unbewusst

Truth be told (ii)

I have no patience for cyniscim.

[untitled]

Mertóla, Alentejo, Portugal

What if

feeling good is not good enough?*



* [Chris Taylor takes his first hit of marijuana]
Sgt. Elias: First time?
Chris Taylor: Yeah.
Sgt. Elias: Then the worm has definitely turned for you, man. Feel good?
Chris Taylor: Yeah, it feels good. I got no pain in my neck now.
Sgt. Elias: Feelin' good's good enough.