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See you later, alligator

In awhile, crocodile

Bye-bye, butterfly

Give a hug, ladybug

Toodle-ee-oo, kangaroo

See you soon, raccoon

Time to go, buffalo

Can’t stay, blue jay

Mañana, iguana

The end, my friend!

-Jonathan Cohen

Waking Life


Its a good movie.


The director, Richard Linklater, did Before Sunrise and Before Sunset. What was really cool to me, and strange, and startling because I didn’t realize it, was the  scene where Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke are together again and having one of their sort of classic conversations (if you’ve ever seen their characters in action before, you’ll understand).

 

Linklater also did A Scanner Darkly- Waking Life is sort of the run up to that movie. It’s rotoscoped, but much more roughly than A Scanner Darkly (of course, Darkly did have had a bigger budget with Downey Jr/Ryder/Reeves at approx $8.5 million vs Waking Life’s maybe $1 million budget) 

(Source: tsuxiitx)

CRAZY AFTERPROM 2K12 APOLOGIES FOR THE INSANITY!!!!

CRAZY AFTERPROM 2K12 APOLOGIES FOR THE INSANITY!!!!

supersonicelectronic:

Banksy in his studio.

Anyone else remember this from Eye Drops on TechTV (now G4) ?

scythian suite part 1 and 2

response to stravinsky’s rite of spring

suicideblonde:

What The Water Gave Me (1922) by Frida Kahlo

(Source: Wikipedia, via teenagecrust)

To Arline Feynman, October 17, 1946

D’Arline,

I adore you, sweetheart … It is such a terribly long time since I last wrote to you — almost two years but I know you’ll excuse me because you understand how I am, stubborn and realistic; and I thought there was no sense to writing. But now I know my darling wife that it is right to do what I have delayed in doing, and what I have done so much in the past. I want to tell you I love you.

I find it hard to understand in my mind what it means to love you after you are dead — but I still want to comfort and take care of you — and I want you to love me and care for me. I want to have problems to discuss with you — I want to do little projects with you. I never thought until just now that we can do that. What should we do. We started to learn to make clothes together — or learn Chinese — or getting a movie projector.

Can’t I do something now? No. I am alone without you and you were the “idea-woman” and general instigator of all our wild adventures. When you were sick you worried because you could not give me something that you wanted to and thought I needed. You needn’t have worried.

Just as I told you then there was no real need because I loved you in so many ways so much. And now it is clearly even more true — you can give me nothing now yet I love you so that you stand in my way of loving anyone else — but I want to stand there.

I’ll bet that you are surprised that I don’t even have a girlfriend after two years. But you can’t help it, darling, nor can I — I don’t understand it, for I have met many girls … and I don’t want to remain alone — but in two or three meetings they all seem ashes. You only are left to me. You are real.

My darling wife, I do adore you. I love my wife. My wife is dead,

Rich.

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Dark Matter, Antimatter and Doesn’t Matter

(Source: quantumaniac, via fuckyeahexistentialism)

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