Tony Blogs.
Blood, love and jealousy in Canada.
Every other house in LI has one. It's just one sarcophagus after another out there.
Quilts rock! previous epigrams and epithets not-with-standing. (Thanks to SuperHAKerdee-A-T-XXXXX)
(Oh yes, in other news, I got my camera fixed. I'll try to get some interesting pictures up here again. Ones that I saw in person. So that you can see them. In picture form.)
Slopped by
sarcasmus
at
2:50 AM
Label: emoticons, fondue sandwiches, paschal lambs
“…it’s hard to resist your own substance, you’d like to stop all this, give yourself time to think about it and listen without difficulty to your heartbeat, but it’s too late for that. This thing can never stop. This enormous steel box is on a collision course; we, inside it, are whirling madly with the machines and the Earth. All together, along with the thousands of little wheels and hammers that never strike at the same time, that make noises which shatter one another, some so violent that they release a kind of silence around them, which makes you feel a little better. You give into noise as you give in to war. As the machines you let yourself go with the two three ideas that are wobbling about at the top of your head. And that’s the end. From then on everything you look at, everything you touch is hard. And everything you still manage to remember more or less becomes as rigid as iron and loses its savor in your thoughts.” Celine, Journey to the End of the Night
“It’s not that I like the empire—I hate it—but there’s nothing I can do about it right now.” Luke Skywalker, Star Wars
1 comment:
Glad to hear about your camera!!! I can't wait to see what's up over there. Nice movie by the way. Don't feel bad about not using the change. Save it for a rainy day or use it all up at the Pachinko Parlor (do they have themin Korea?)...
Great posts, a bit disturbing, but inofrmative in their own morbid way.
-K
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