“Well I used to be sort of blind/ Now I can sort of see.”
Bill Callahan, “Rococo Zephyr” from Sometimes I Wish I Were an Eagle (2009)
"Believe those who are seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it." - Andre Gide
• Let me tell you something.
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There Will Be Blood sums up my experience with finals.
The Seahorse
“Mystery and miracle of secret waters, the seahorse gives its vertical gait, unique among ocean vertebrates, a lofty and rigid sadness, masking the strange suppleness with which, head suspended in the air as though freed of gravity, it winds its way through the algae.
“A surprising fact: giving birth is the male’s act. In the course of multiple and graceful embraces, the female places about two hundred eggs in a pouch beneath the male’s stomach, which he fertilizes. This pouch is not only protective, the constriction of its blood vessels contributes to the embryos’ nutrition. The male undergoes a real and apparently extremely painful delivery five weeks after the wedding.
“Everything about this animal, a victim of contradictory forces, suggests that it has disguised itself to escape, and in warding off the fiercest fates, it carries away the most diverse and unexpected possibilities.
“To those who struggle ardently to improve their everyday luck, to those who wish for a companion who would forgo the usual selfishness in order to share their pains as well as their joys, this symbol of tenacity joins the most virile effort with the most maternal care.”
Cool Hand Luke (1967)
A little night reading.
” ‘I hope,’ he said, ‘that/ when I grow old and the chisel drops,/ I may crawl out on a ledge of the rock and die like a wolf.’ “
Un Chien Andalou (Luis Bunuel, 1929)
This is how I feel most mornings. Bunuel understands.
(via experimentalcinema)
