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As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (Jonas Mekas, 2000)
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Shot by Ned - Peter Brown Hon
British,b. 1967-
Oil on canvas, 137 x 107 cm.
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post-punk ain’t no goddamn doomer shit stuff
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çok kaliteli para harcıyorum keşke daha çok olsaydı da daha çok harcayabilseydim:(
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“Each person, obviously, knows extreme states of solitude, where nothing exists anymore, especially at night when one is absolutely alone, thus there is the difficulty of speaking with oneself all the time. So, I’ve defined God like that, as the partner in moments of extreme solitude. One thinks of God when one can think of nothing else anymore, of no other person. So, it has nothing to do with faith, in my case, it’s solely a pretext for dialogue. It’s a monologue, but because everything else has vanished, one clashes with God, the last companion in solitude.”
— Emil Cioran
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