satomipoema

Once I saw him in the moonlight, when the bats were a flying

I saw the werewolf, and the werewolf was crying

Cryin’ nobody knows …

How I loved the man, as I teared off his clothes.

Cryin’ nobody know, nobody knows my pain

When I see that it’s risen; that fool moon again …

And only he goes to me, man this little flute I play.

All through the night, until the light of day, and we are doomed to play.

For the werewolf, for the werewolf, has sympathy

For the werewolf, somebody like you and me.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UuM3NzVIGwk&feature=youtu.be

Cat Power – Werewolf

The true measure of a man is not his intelligence or how high he rises in this freak establishment. No, the true measure of a man is this: how quickly can he respond to the needs of others and how much of himself he can give.

– Philip K. Dick –

Ph : Steven Klein

There is no route out of the maze. The maze shifts as you move through it, because it is alive.

– Philip K. Dick – VALIS

The distinction between sanity and insanity is narrower than a razor’s edge, sharper than a hound’s tooth, more agile than a mule deer. It is more elusive than the merest phantom. Perhaps it does not even exist; perhaps it is a phantom.

– Philip K. Dick – ph : Billy Kidd

It really seems to me that in the midst of great tragedy, there is always the horrible possibility that something terribly funny will happen.

– Philip K. Dick –

But the actual touch of her lingered, inside his heart. That remained. In all the years of his life ahead, the long years without her, with never seeing her or hearing from her or knowing anything about her, if she was alive or happy or dead or what, that touch stayed locked within him, sealed in himself, and never went away. That one touch of her hand.

– Philip K. Dick – A Scanner Darkly

So books are real to me, too; they link me not just with other minds but with the vision of other minds, what those minds understand and see. I see their worlds as well as I see my own.

– Philip K. Dick –

It has been said of dreams that they are a ‘controlled psychosis,’ or, put another way, a psychosis is a dream breaking through during waking hours.

– Philip K. Dick –

Ph : Steven Klein

…we all lie to ourselves; we tell our own selves more lies than we ever do other people.

– Philip K. Dick – Counter-Clock World

Ph : Steven Klein

You

What you looking at?

Head down

Too late for that

What you want

What you get

Know your place

Don’t ever forget …

Hey you

What you running from?

All your hate

What you’ve become

Bet you didn’t think

It would happen to you

All used up

Half way through

And this is not my face

And this is not my life

And there is not a single thing here

I can recognize

This is all a dream

And none of you are real

I’ll give anything …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VmE6CCQYar8

Nine inch nails – Beautiful Nightmare

Ph : Hedi Slimane