ST. PAUL AND ALL THAT (Excerpt)

I am alive with you

full of anxious pleasures and pleasurable anxiety

hardness and softness

listening while you talk and talking while you read

I read what you read

you do not read what I read

which is right, I am the one with the curiosity

you read for some mysterious reason

I read simply because I am a writer

the sun doesn’t necessarily set, sometimes is just

disappears

[copyright Frank O’Hara, 1961]

"The best part about airports lies in what they symbolise. Airports are places of bookends: new beginnings and long-awaited endings, arrivals and departures, hellos and goodbyes. We start in one city to end in another hundreds or thousand miles away. You enter from a desert and exit into a blizzard. In from winter, out into summer. In from familiarity, out into something completely foreign. Or vice versa. An airport is a place of transit, and not just geographically. I wish there was some sort of time-lapse to show how people change between departures and arrivals. When I arrive back home from being away, I'm never the same person as when I left."

— Alex Brueckner

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Losing the star without a sky

Losing the reasons why

You're losing the calling that you've been faking

And I'm not kidding

It's damned if you don't

And it's damned if you do

Be true 'cause they'll lock you up

In a sad sad zoo

Oh hidy hidy hidy what cha tryin' to prove

By hidy hidy hiding you're not worth a thing

Sew your fortunes on a string

And hold them up to light

Blue smoke will take

A very violent flight

And you will be changed

Sand everything

And you will be in a very sad sad zoo.

I once was lost but now I'm found was blind

But now I see you

How selfish of you to believe

In the meaning of all the bad dreaming

Metal heart you're not hiding

Metal heart you're not worth a thing

Metal heart you're not hiding

Metal heart you're not worth a thing

Moonlight Script

Kranky

Being going through a Kranky morning today.

The Man Who Died In His Boat/Let the Blind Lead Those Who Can See but Cannot Feel/Songs for a Dead Pilot

The go in the go-for-it - Grandaddy

The talk, it got so loud
The songs cut out
Well that's when I'd had enough
Of all their talk and stuff
I had to bring it down
To more level ground
Where my only company
Is wind blowing through the leaves

My head they tried to wreck
And I just laughed and said
Guess who lost the go in the go-for-it

When they expected that
They instead got this
The broken but pretty mess
What they care I could care less
My farewell e-mail reads
"Farewell to thee"
I'll pass through your world with ease
Like wind blowing through the leaves

My head they tried to wreck
And I just laughed and said
Guess who lost the go in the go-for-it
Despite the faxes sent
I shook my head and went
Guess who lost the go in the go-for-it
The go in the go-for-it
Guess who lost the go in the go-for-it
The go in the go-for-it
Guess who lost the go in the go-for-it
The go in the go-for-it

From the Deep Waters of Sleep - Johanna Adriana Ader-Appels

"From the deep waters of sleep I wake up to consciousness.

In the distance I hear a train rumbling in the early morning.

It is going East and passes the border. Then it will stop."

"I feel my heart beating too. It will go on beating for some time.

Then it will stop.

I wonder if the little heart that has beaten with mine, has stopped.

When he passed the border of birth, I laid him at my breast,

Rocked him in my arms.

He was very small then."

"A white body of a man, rocked in the arms of the waves,

Is very small too."

"What are we in the infinity of ocean and sky?

A small baby at the breast of eternity."

"Have you heard of happiness

Springing from a deep well of sorrow?

Of love, springing from pain and despondency, agony and death?

Such is mine."

Stellular

lovelorn, unrequited love.
polka-dotted prurience.
Hopes and despairs in parallel live wildly side by side.

耶穌說的愛是無條件的、獻身的，奧修說的愛是能量的互動、是自由的、無束縛的，昆德拉說的愛是機遇的、偶然的、命定的，高達說的愛是刺激的、好玩的、有今生沒來世的、哲學的，小津安二郎說的愛是溫柔的、隱藏的、非愛的，畢卡索說的愛是經驗的、性慾的、美好的，夏卡爾說的愛是聖潔的、救贖的、唯一的。

l'amour, mes amants, mon amour, aimer.

愛情，愛人們，我的愛，去愛。

而我將要說的是,

l'impossibilité d'aimer dans notre temps.

我們時代的愛無能。