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Deafheaven - Sunbather
I held my breath and drove through a maze of wealthy homes. I watched how green the trees were. I watched the steep walkways and the white fences. I gripped the wheel. I sweated against the leather. I watched the dogs twist through the wealthy garden. I watched you lay on a towel in grass that exceeded the height of your legs. I gazed into reflective eyes. I cried against an ocean of light.
Crippled by the cushion, I sank into sheets frozen by rose petal toes. My back shivered for your pressed granite nails. Dishonest and ugly through the space in my teeth. Break bones down to yellow and crush gums into blood. The hardest part for the weak was stroking your fingers with rings full of teeth..
It’s 5 A.M… and my heart flourishes at each passing moment.
Always and forever.
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(Source: zopilotegarcia)
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Photography by Joaquim Pla Janini, circa 1930
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“I’m dying”.
- “Is it blissful?”
“It’s like a dream.”
- “I want to dream.”
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Kolya - Somnambulism
Suspended animation
Brings to bear on this condition
It’s not hoplessness, but a desperate Plea
I’m going nowhere
Nervous energy courses through veins
Sleepwalking into walls, going nowhere -
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“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
(Source: society6.com)
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Tv Cross (1966) by Nam June Paik
The images on the screens in the cross are products of electronic feedback – a phenomenon that’s characteristic of video technology, whereby a camera that’s hooked up to a monitor and simultaneously aimed at the same monitor spontaneously generates a stream of ever-changing images. Every movement of the camera causes new and suprisingly regular patterns. Feedback was the first electronic phenomenon to captivate both artists and the public with the sheer beauty of the infinite patterns.
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The Haxan Cloak - Dieu
(Source: ichangedmyurlfromzelenejtothis)
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April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.
— Franz Kafka, Diaries of Franz Kafka(Source: fatifer)
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(Source: haxancloak)
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Coil - Careful What You Wish For (with visuals from Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me)
God please fuck my mind for good.
(Source: wrimwramwrom)
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