
Can you feel my heartbeat ?
Oh let the damn day break
The rainy days always make me sad …
And you’re the best girl I’ve ever had
Can’t remember anything at all
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=1GWsdqCYvgw
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Higgs Boson Blues
Photography + poem + art

Can you feel my heartbeat ?
Oh let the damn day break
The rainy days always make me sad …
And you’re the best girl I’ve ever had
Can’t remember anything at all
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=1GWsdqCYvgw
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Higgs Boson Blues

You got me singing
even tho’ the news is bad
You got me singing
the only song I ever had
You got me singing
ever since the river died
You got me thinking
of the places we could hide
You got me singing
even though the world is gone
You got me thinking
I’d like to carry on
You got me singing
even tho’ it all looks grim …
You got me singing
like a prisoner in a jail …
You got me wishing
our little love would last …
You got me singing
even tho’ it all went wrong
You got me singing …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3sFsT9vT6Fo
Leonard Cohen – You got me singing

What of Art?
It is a malady.
Love ?
An illusion
What are you?
To define is to limit.
– Oscar Wilde – The Picture of Dorian Gray

A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.
– Charles Bukowski – The People Look Like Flowers at Last

It may come as an extraordinary shock to you but you’re the only woman who has ever succeeded in getting under my skin. It could be because you’re a raving lunatic.
– Margaret Way – Hunt the Sun

We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
– Charles Bukowski –
Ph : Tyler Shields

Conversation, like certain portions of the anatomy, always runs more smoothly when lubricated.
– Marquis de Sade –
Ph : Tyler Shields

Books don’t offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.
– David Mitchell – Cloud Atlas

If … we are nothing but gene carriers, why do so many of us have to lead such strangely shaped lives? Wouldn’t our genetic purpose—to transmit DNA—be served just as well if we lived simple lives, not bothering our heads with a lot of extraneous thoughts, devoted entirely to preserving life and procreating? Did it benefit the genes in any way for us to lead such intricately warped, even bizarre, lives?
– Haruki Murakami – 1Q84

The best way to find out if you can trust somebody
is to trust them.
– Ernest Hemingway –