18th July 2014

Video reblogged from latangerina
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andreiarsenyevich:

On the set of Stalker (1979)

(Source: immos.livejournal.com)

18th July 2014

Photo reblogged from pitoranea
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lapitiedangereuse:

Man Ray, Jean Cocteau,1912

lapitiedangereuse:

Man Ray, Jean Cocteau,1912

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17th June 2014

Photo reblogged from o-g-steve
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(Source: lapitiedangereuse)

Tags: Frida Kahlo

5th May 2014

Photo reblogged from o-g-steve
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o-g-steve:

coy—koi:

Freud and his pups.

o-g-steve:

coy—koi:

Freud and his pups.

Tags: Freud

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19th April 2014

Audio reblogged from rrrick
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givemypoorheartease:

Tom Waits—“All the World Is Green”

Blood Money (Anti- 2002).

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16th April 2014

Photo reblogged from rrrick
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vintagechampagnefever:

Albert Camus in shadow 

vintagechampagnefever:

Albert Camus in shadow 

Tags: camus

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12th April 2014

Video reblogged from mr-shaitana
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magictransistor:

Arnoldo di Villanova. Rosarium Philosophorium. 1550. 

An entry into the vessel of transformation, A conjunction of the two primal archetypal forces, Their merging into an hermaphrodite in a death or nigredo stage, The extraction or ascent of one facet of the soul into the Spiritual realm (see related here), The descent of a spiritual dew or essence from above, The return of the extracted soul forces, The final formation of the Stone pictured as the resurrection of the hermaphrodite (top to bottom). 

2nd January 2014

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Antonin Artaud’s monologue (scene from the movie “En compagnie d’Antonin Artaud”, 1993)

Tags: Antonin Artaud

2nd January 2014

Photo reblogged from adsertoris
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the-waters-of-lethe:

- Antonin Artaud

the-waters-of-lethe:

- Antonin Artaud

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13th December 2013

Quote reblogged from cwmy
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Death (or its allusion) makes men precious and pathetic. They are moving because of their phantom condition; every act they execute may be their last; there is not a face that is not on the verge of dissolving like a face in a dream. Everything among the mortals has the value of the irretrievable and the perilous. Among the Immortals, on the other hand, every act (and every thought) is the echo of others that preceded it in the past, with no visible beginning, or the faithful presage of others that in the future will repeat it to a vertiginous degree. There is nothing that is not as if lost in a maze of indefatigable mirrors. Nothing can happen only once, nothing is preciously precarious. The elegiacal, the serious, the ceremonial, do not hold for the Immortals.
— Jorge Luis Borges — from “The Immortal” (via slothnorentropy)

Tags: Borges

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