Of Lovers & Leftovers

I commercialize my thoughts by expressing one after another.
When I have commercialized myself hollisticaly into this infinite allness,
the rest of my wrappings will be blown into the wild and open sea
where we will all meet again in an area of vasted vastness,
filled with glorified emptities of exhausted emptiness.
And as we all shift together as one sinusoidal current, triggered a million times,
the birds will incorporate us again into those never ending stories

called advertised entertainment industries.

XXVI VIII X III TNG

for all the lovers out there, there’s hope or a least one movie you can go & see in a real cinema (the dark room with cozy seats, popped corn and a big leiwand): Only Lovers Left Alive. It is not really necesseary to watch the trailer, but you must see the new movie by Jim Jarmusch. I’m still blown over by this open sea of love and expression.