show my true colors at all times.
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iamx
chris corner, the sexiest man alive.
thank you IAMX for sharing this.
0:23. 0:40. 1:33. 1:49. 3:10. 3:24. 3:38. 4:09.
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11.4.09
overhwhelm me
and so all of your suffering
and all of your pain
all of your pleasures
and all of your gain
all of your losses
all of your pastures
all of your plains
all of your fields
all of your bodies
all of your joys
all of your countries
all of your flags
and all of your waters
all of your tunnels
all of your worlds
all of your seahorses
all of your breasts
all of your beasts
all of your dustmotes
all of your colours
all of your troubles
all of your rains
all of your comets
all of your moons
all of your birds
all of your rents
all of your marvels
all of your winds
and all of your nothings
all of your everythings
all of your gods
all of your angels
all of your masters
all of your slaves
all of your islands
all of your waves
all of your machines
all of your dreams
all of your laws
and all of your loves.
10.4.09
bjork
i imagine what my body would sound like slamming against those rocks.
and when it lands, will my eyes be closed or open ?
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8.4.09
radiohead, i love you
reckoner. you can't take it with you. dancing for your pleasure. you are not to blame for bittersweet distractors. dare not speak his name. dedicated to all you, all you human beings. because we separate like ripples on a blank shore (in rain, in rain). because we separate (in rainbows) like ripples on a blank shore (in rainbows).
reckoner. take me with you.
dedicated to all you, all you beings.
7.4.09
the knife, the love of a lifetime
dear karin and olof,
who put that mess in your heads ?
please live forever.
5.4.09
hercules, my love affair
walk, walk slowly, don't run.
there is no where to get to.
walk, walk slowly, notice it all.
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jim jarmusch
" Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is nonexistent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery—celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from—it’s where you take them to. "
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