We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world. The lives that you admire, the attitudes that seem noble to you, have not been shaped by a paterfamilias or a schoolmaster, they have sprung from very different beginnings, having been influenced by evil or commonplace that prevailed round them. They represent a struggle and a victory.
— Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time, Volume II: Within a Budding Grove (via liquidnight)

Of course there’s a fence around it. Add a man in checkered flannel with a rifle and you have the cover of the next deerhunter album. #austin

Of course there’s a fence around it. Add a man in checkered flannel with a rifle and you have the cover of the next deerhunter album. #austin

Turned the corner after leaving the office to go home and was forced into a state of laughing

Turned the corner after leaving the office to go home and was forced into a state of laughing

Jacques Derrida

(…) the entire history of the concept of structure, before the rupture of which we are speaking, must be thought of as a series of substitutions of centre for centre, as a linked chain of determinations of the centre. Successively, and in a regulated fashion, the centre receives different forms or names. The history of metaphysics, like the history of the West, is the history of these metaphors and metonymies. Its matrix […] is the determination of Being as presence in all senses of this word. It could be shown that all the names related to fundamentals, to principles, or to the centre have always designated an invariable presence – eidosarchētelosenergeiaousia (essence, existence, substance, subject), alētheia, transcendentality, consciousness, God, man, and so forth.

– ”Structure, Sign and Play” in Writing and Difference, p. 353.

"Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you will take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine”

my-ear-trumpet:

Echo & the Bunnymen — The Killing Moon

Get me a ruler I want you to know

Slicin’ up eyeballs I want you to know

Chien Andalusia I am un….

I’m assuming its intentional that he’s pronouncing un in Spanish (or French feminine) because it DEBASES the whole phrase ” Un Chien Andalusia” when pronounced incorrectly (or correctly incorrectly) like this.

—you catch my drift?