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Andrew Bird covering Mitski’s “Working for the Knife”. “This song caught my ear. Has everything I love in a great song. Interesting melody. Slightly ambiguous refrain prompting debate over what the knife is referring to.”
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- nobody loves the light like the blind man
alaska - magic bronson
all my heroes - bleachers
anger - sleeping at last
anxious - hippo campus
bambi - hippo campus
better in the morning - birdtalker
blah blah blues - charlie lim
boys will be bugs - cavetown
campus - vampire weekend
cherry - morningsiders
days like these - alexander wren
did it to myself - orla gartland
dirty imbecile - the happy fits
the distance - iron eyes cody
do i wanna know? - arctic monkeys
drown - seafret
earth - sleeping at last
ends of the earth - lord huron
figure it out - orla gartland
flowers - james spaite
i'd rather dance with you - kings of convenience
if i'm being honest - dodie
joy - time for three
lost - dermont kennedy
map of the problematique - muse
neptune - sleeping at last
the new great depression - the moth & the flame
new religion - the heydaze
peer pressure - james bay
pipe dream - lady denim
possibility - autoheart
the precipice - the classic crime
ship in a bottle - fin
shoot an arrow - autoheart
sight - sleeping at last
sisyphus - andrew bird
songbirds - ben thornewill
style - foster the people
tear up this town - keane
this life - vampire weekend
vowels (and the importance of being me) - hunny
wander. wonder. - the arcadian wild
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Albert Camus asks the question “Does Sisyphus end up Happy?” Human sentimentality, human attachment & human emotion: primal. Does that patch a hole in the heart of the human? To have one certainty. Much of life is extremely chaotic & full of uncertainty. All relationships that are meaningful are chaotic. Life is not about a neat concise “happy ending”:: not to mention how do humans define happiness?. Humans go on sometimes they go on together, sometimes they grow apart sometimes there are no resolutions sometimes the abandoned child remains abandoned & grows up to become an adult with a fear of abandonment.
So, if you were given the chance to go back in time, what would you change?
My answer as a Daoist is that there is no past and no future. There is only now.
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The Addiction (1995) | dir. Abel Ferrara
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I asked
If i myself am a chaotic creature, how dare i pray for peace ?


Then I thought…
Why fight it ? The chaos I mean..
When, for all we know
“There is only one day left, always starting over: It is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.”

And I got my answers:
"He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace."


See, the thing is
I was raised to believe that I belong to the light…
Grew up hearing the fairytales that mama told about the magnificent sparkling branches of the sun descended and wrapping themselves around my heart the minute i was born. “It was magical, you never even cried” she said.


But fairytales are just that, and mama never heard the sun admitting how she craved for the heart of darkness to be hers, how all she ever wanted was to just give up, To dance and burn and destruct…

But i did.

And mama never knew about
“the relief of giving in to destruction”

But i do.
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Quotes:
1. Jean-Paul Sartre. 2.Leo Tolstoy. 3.Franz Kafka
Art:
1. Flood of Justice by Santiago Caruso. 2. Controlled by huleeb. 3. The Beyond by Jairo Guerrero. 4. Sad Song for Dracula by Nadezda. 5. "Song Of The Blue World" by Vanessa Lemen. 6. Ghost clouds, ca. 1897, by Richard Riemerschmid. 7. Joseph Tomanek - Fire dance. 8. The Essence of Silence by Anato Finnstark. 9. Pandora opening her box (1896) by John William.
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Philosophy Memes to Fuel our Existential Crisis








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Remember me one last time, before you forget me eternally.
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not to be dramatic but I am, I went to the old library and felt my heart break like something expensive and heavy, like someone shoved a brick through my chest and said “you might know lots of words, but you won’t get to know all the ways in which these rows upon rows of authors used them” and then smashed my vase-heart on the floor with said brick, like for FUCKS sake, I don’t get fomo about the parties I’ve missed, but I do want to host a funeral for all the books I’ll never get to have my entire world changed by
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Ummm SO if anyone wants a new playlist....
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Shadows (1959) dir. John Cassavetes
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— José Olivarez, from "Getting Ready to Say I Love You to My Dad, It Rains," Citizen Illegal
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