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petit bleu et petit jaune

mandalaOct 9, 2005
the altered position of philosophy metaphysics impossible tragic resignation the end of philosophy only art has the capacity to save them both him and her in the here scheme overture requiem for a dream siren have you heard the news the sky in bratislava is broken here is a song composed of its cloud chunks when she looks through his binocular imagination her eyes become enormous pulsars and pulse pulse pulse...................... boomerang detect throw bottles sticks at fetch laugh heart off is this a football or is she really pregnant if it is true than maybe i am toooooo* she wanted her brain mapped through the selectivity of everyone else''s memory two hearts heading to the realms of a dying sun with a hand on his palpitation hake-inhake audio technical research feel session is ollon another of your measuring units a measure of contrived ideas (existences) for a single om. one ollon. million ollons. sables d’ollon. did you know that you create deserts of existence existence is matter but it is not a matter of fact it is a matter of sand of monads sand particles with souls once he asked about that particular moment when a cloud starts drop-letting now the memory of his broken skateboard transforms her into an asphalt-black cloud suddenly she starts pouring he never thought his broken skateboard would make someone rain the world and our existence present themselves necessarily as a riddle to accept the will leave behind the cares of the world as our ensilenced blonde redhead born on a reunion island and they say it is not a form of escapism she suddenly remembers their talk about escapism in the zaimov park ice-cream hide-and-seek she was not in the mood for games and went swinging then she accused him of being prejudiced big mistake he had just read lem''s one human minute but escaping really was her last intention she desperately clunged to the moment preserving their quicksilver embrace some things are long gone before we are and some will remain long after is sadness just a remnant or is sadness all that remains schopenhauer insists that the individual could only reach this state if prepared to accept all suffering on earth and nevertheless find existence sublime to overcome death that is the ephemeral nature of perception the brain is simply a representation of being an instrument to exist therefore it is not the absolute being she tries to imagine the response of his cerebellum art provides a privileged perspective on the nature of existence according to plato, kant, and schopenhauer our body is an impediment to the nunc stans, the persistence of the present we cannot perceive people for what they are because of this imminent ability to perceive the thing-in-itself we cannot reach our perception is a gift gift also means poison** as soon as knowledge, the world as representation, is abolished nothing in general is left but mere will blind impulse time is the moving image of eternity a stretch of love fibers no form of knowledge reaches deeper into the core of being than the visions revealed to the artist in a moment of insp. - nahluti asansiori - koga li beshe tova - kogato toi iznikna otvsiakude za da se kachat na durvotokoetoznaevsichko a stone in the focus of existence. on his transcendental art. she was relentless. certain. she had grasped its essence and formulated it for him. he must be aware. aware. i do not seek an explanation. i want him to love himself. for real. not his body. not his being. not his will. i want him to realize how their simultaneous existence is so damn synergic. and synergy goes beyond preserved energy. and thus beyond the idea of immortality. it is simply not concerned with it. the way he exists transcends existence. thus it is only analogous to art. he is the artist that becomes his own work of art. the artist that goes beyond himself by being himself. * sound coming out of a photograph evicting the visual image of a black swan * * german