As Told by the Holy Woman in Her Own Words A Hundred or So Years after the End of the World Standing to one side but still in view of all the people, Travis called out in a loud half-mocking voice, “Show us, Christina! Show us what coming [more]
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Each year 60,000,000 pigs get killed In Germany. Last weekend’s FAS: This is Mr. Straathof from the Netherlands who produces 1,5m young pigs a year in Germany alone: With 81,89m inhabitants and 7m vegetarians, (vegans: 800,000) there must be among the other 75m a lot who eat meat [more]
Night is this apparition: everything has disappeared. It is what we sense when dreams replace sleep, the dead pass into the deep of the night, when night’s deep appeares in those who have disappeared. Maurice Blanchot „The Outside”
While the subject of narcissism – incapable of loving, because it loves nothing but itself or what it thinks is its self – grinds itself up in the conflict between its objective being and its ideal image, playing out this conflict as singular tragedy, the subject of love [more]
A thinking after the death of God must take its beginning from the impossibility of man, from an originarily evacuated subject, a primordially splintered cogito, whose task will henceforth be to confront this void and fragmentation rather than strive for a substantial beginning and a reasoned finality.
from the Texas Observer, listen around 10 min.
1) go naked, wear sandals, ride your bike, make out. the super-natu’rl luscious moss of your metabolist condo grows/unyielding. nothing can stop our voracious youth, a simple bud of your own. 2) this is a very different story from the horrifying memories/skies of hissing lava/and storms of ice [more]
S-Bahn Landsberger Allee and the back of the Velodrom, the indoor cycling arena. This is Pankow on the border to Lichtenberg. Next to it is a swimming pool, both built in 1996 by Dominique Perrault in the course of Berlin’s application for the 2000 Summer Olympics.
What is it with you lawyers (and judges and anybody involved in law) that I hardly ever understand what you are talking about? I remember having classes in private law at university. I didn’t get one single sentence you said. I remember having dinner with lawyer friends of [more]
It was one of the most disturbing interviews that Kristy Warks recently conducted with Glenn Greenwald on BBC Newsnight. I checked myself several times during the interview whether I’m getting it or not. Is she challenging him because she actually knows how strong his journalistic backbone is, and [more]
Dieser menschlichste, wundervollste Liederzyklus ist wahrscheinlich nichts anderes, als Robert Schumanns wundervollste und liebevollste Erklärung seiner Selbst gegenüber seiner geliebten Clara. Heines Texte sind wahrlich nicht frei von Ironie (“Ein Jüngling liebt ein Mädchen”), jedoch von allergrößter Wärme und Nähe. Doch erst die Musik verwandelt diese Worte in [more]
People, everyone: go see Gravity. In 3D. It is the future of film. It is every film ever. It’s the story of everything. The opening shot instigates what must be a substantial cinematic or Euclidian or Cartesian revolution – the hemisphere of the blue planet looms onto the [more]
Too long spent waiting in a restaurant for food, left MoL uselessly wondering what happened to all those Beethoven-style glasses men used to wear some years ago and don’t now. MoL faces a dilemma, liking restaurants, disliking being waited on (too much existential performing). The good thing about [more]
A couple runs into the sun-kissed sea. Maybe they kiss, while they are facing the broad horizon that lies before them. It’s the last scene of Ozon’s portrait in five scenes of a disintegrating marriage: the moment Valeria Bruni Tedeschi and Stephane Freiss fall in love. It’s where [more]
It is hard to complain with joy. This is true here on this page as well as in the larger setting of society. When my problems don’t seem real I have trouble convincing myself, much less, my willing peers or worse our unnamed opposition. Searching for problems and [more]
Blue Bottle Café @ Station, Financial District SF. Cortado à la Espagnole. And who said Americans don’t know how to do coffee?!
On the balcony opposite, straggling flowers, left for dead after months of near-claustrophobic care – watering twice a day, gentle whispering (they hated that; never wanted to know what the woman was thinking), plucking (humiliating human preoccupation with tidiness) are thrown into diagonal lines by the wind. The [more]
Präsentation der Produkte von RLF bei Andreas Murkudis. Auf einer Europalette zwei Stapel mit Postern. Der Anblick motiviert zu einer Handlung, die im Umgang mit Postern auf Paletten als selbstverständlich begriffen wird und folgende Gleichung voraussetzt: Europalette + Posterstapel = mitnehmbar, kostenlos Ein Posterpaletten-konditionierter Besucher nimmt sich also [more]
This went down well. So I am sharing content between blogs. Roofs of Neukölln from Pretty Neukölln.
Okay! Okay!!! It is a creative process, Mr. White, understand!!! It is the story about the love of a 21y old male virgin to his Mom of the past, a self-devouring love, that made him undertake this awful and painful and shitty excursion to the destruction camps of [more]
It’s been at least two years now that this man changed everything I thought to know about addiction. Not only about his addiction in particular but even more about addictions in general. Mine, yours, ours. This strange and often hideous craving for something more, a different perception of [more]
As Told by the Holy Woman in Her Own Words A Hundred or So Years after the End of the World When I asked him where we were, Martin laughed. “Have you never been in a theater before?” I shook my head. “Have you seen traveling shows of [more]
Le Corbusier hat gezeichnet, vornübergebeugt, mit einem Stück Holz, in den Sand am Strand von Long Island. Die Zeichnungen sind verschwunden im Meer, bei der nächsten Flut, nach wenigen Stunden. Le Corbusier hat Amerika nicht gemocht. Betrogen fühlte er sich und bestohlen um ein Projekt; nämlich es [more]
Two years ago today, at dawn, my mentor, teacher, former boss and friend Friedrich Kittler died. I had been at the hospital for most of the night, as had a few other members of the family, friends, companions. When night fell and breaths became ever more irregular, making [more]
Jacques Lacan: „Un homme et une femme peuvent s’entendre, je ne dis pas non. Ils peuvent comme tel s’entendre crier.“
„Es wäre so schön, wenn man jemand anderes und trotzdem man selbst sein könnte.“
We went to see the Trial (Der Process) by Franz Kafka in the Schauspielhaus Zürich. They played well, but something was missing. The desperation, the solitude? The solitude of today which probably was already the solitude of Josef K. I asked a young couple (or maybe it was not [more]
Pfaueninsel is very different from Tiergarten, still both places deeply relate: in their mutual relaxed slackness, their mysterious lines of sight, juicy tender leaves and the constant crumbling of tree barks, branches and artifacts. Pfaueninsel, the “Island of Peacocks”, is the way it is out of its isolation [more]
Over the last days I didn’t sleep much. When you reach the right dose of too little sleep, and are still up and running from early morning on, reality becomes doubled like a shadow observing yourself. And if the mood is alright, the second ego listens, thinks, evaluates [more]
New book from Steve Jobs’ ex-girlfriend.”The bite in the apple” Really? The title! Like a bad fairytale. Of course the relationship was “complicated” (No facebook status, it just seemed like a rather chilly sex thing) But who thought that Apple is based on a sex thing, LSD, The [more]
17/10/13 [jwplayer mediaid=”7779″] Today I bought “Words and Buildings” by Adrian Forty firstly because its frontispiece contains a quote from Humpty Dumpty in Through the Looking Glass “When I use a word it means just what I choose it to mean – neither more nor less”, secondly because [more]