car – satomipoema

His mind

It says survival of the fittest but

His soul

Revival of the idiots

So good riddance, dancing

– Criss Jami –

It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.

-نجيب محفوظ-

I drive around the streets

an inch away from weeping,

ashamed of my sentimentality and

possible love.

– Charles Bukowski – Love Is a Dog from Hell

Pretend to feeling fine

But inside we’re crying sometimes

It ain’t what it seems

Nothing but a dream

And the faces get a void

And the lines get to thin

And the roads become uneven

So we don’t know where’ve we been …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zm1lbSLZ4SU

Fritz Kalkbrenner – Facing The Sun

She would search for him.

In the land that lay east of the sun and west of the moon.

But there was no way there.

– Edith Pattou – East

It doesn’t hurt me.

Do you want to feel how it feels?

Do you want to know that it doesn’t hurt me?

Do you want to hear about the deal that I’m making?

You, it’s you and me.

If I only could,

I’d make a deal with God,

And I’d get him to swap our places,

Be running up that road,

Be running up that hill,

Be running up that building.

If I only could, oh

You don’t want to hurt me,

But see how deep the bullet lies.

Unaware I’m tearing you asunder.

Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.

Is there so much hate for the ones we love?

Tell me, we both matter, don’t we?

You, you and me.

It’s you and me won’t be unhappy.

If I only could,

I’d make a deal with God,

And I’d get him to swap our places,

Be running up that road,

Be running up that hill,

Be running up that building,

If I…

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=x5GuBa4Bbnw

Placebo – Running up that hill

Life has its rhythm and we have ours. They’re designed to coexist in harmony, so that when we do what is ours to do and otherwise let life be, we garner acceptance and serenity.

– Victoria Moran –

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 non-existent. 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.”

– Jim Jarmusch –

and I think about you all of the time

the day fades away,

and the night passes over,

and I think about you all of the time …

Pere Ubu – Codex