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I’m Jack’s inflamed sense of rejection.
(Antigamente pos-amor)
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"It isn’t that I don’t enjoy talking to people, I just hate small talk. I don’t want to talk about your holiday plans or your body clock or your bowel movements. I don’t care. Pretending to care drains me. I want to know what keeps you up at night."
Benedict Smith, Incarnadine

ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life

Dimensões do Diálogo (1983) - Jan Svankmajer


Ancient Oaks in Fog by Lana Gramlich on Flickr.

Ancient Oaks in Fog by Lana Gramlich on Flickr.

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I’m tired and I
I want to go to bed

"The meaning of life is that it stops."

vintage photographs
vintage photographs

Ivan Shishkin (Yelabuga 1832 - Saint Petersburg 1898); Among the open Valley, 1883; oil on canvas

Ivan Shishkin (Yelabuga 1832 - Saint Petersburg 1898); Among the open Valley, 1883; oil on canvas


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