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“It was a movie about American bombers in World War II and the gallant men who flew them. Seen backwards by Billy, the story went like this: American planes, full of holes and wounded men and corpses took off backwards from an airfield in England. Over France, a few German fighter planes flew at them backwards, sucked bullets and shell fragments from some of the planes and crewmen. They did the same for wrecked American bombers on the ground, and those planes flew up backwards to join the formation.

The formation flew backwards over a German city that was in flames. The bombers opened their bomb bay doors, exerted a miraculous magnetism which shrunk the fires, gathered them into cylindrical steel containers, and lifted the containers into the bellies of the planes. The containers were stored neatly in racks. The Germans below had miraculous devices of their own, which were long steel tubes. They used them to suck more fragments from the crewmen and planes. But there were still a few wounded Americans though and some of the bombers were in bad repair. Over France though, German fighters came up again, made everything and everybody as good as new.

When the bombers got back to their base, the steel cylinders were taken from the racks and shipped back to the United States of America, where factories were operating night and day, dismantling the cylinders, separating the dangerous contents into minerals. Touchingly, it was mainly women who did this work. The minerals were then shipped to specialists in remote areas. It was their business to put them into the ground, to hide them cleverly, so they would never hurt anybody ever again.”

- Kurt Vonnegut, in Slaughterhouse-Five.

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    • #peace
    • #kurt vonnegut
    • #War
    • #Cinema
    • #Backwards
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joelcrary:

“A desire path (also known as a desire line, social trail, goat track or bootleg trail) can be a path created as a consequence of foot or bicycle traffic. The path usually represents the shortest or most easily navigated route between an origin and destination. The width of the path and its erosion are indicators of the amount of use the path receives. Desire paths emerge as shortcuts where constructed ways take a circuitous route, or have gaps, or are lacking entirely.”
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joelcrary:

“A desire path (also known as a desire line, social trail, goat track or bootleg trail) can be a path created as a consequence of foot or bicycle traffic. The path usually represents the shortest or most easily navigated route between an origin and destination. The width of the path and its erosion are indicators of the amount of use the path receives. Desire paths emerge as shortcuts where constructed ways take a circuitous route, or have gaps, or are lacking entirely.”

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    • #Everyday
    • #desire
    • #observation
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    • #philosophy
    • #woody allen
    • #life
    • #illusion
    • #appearance
    • #guises
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“A squirrel turning in its cage and the rotation of the celestial sphere. Extreme misery and extreme grandeur. It is when man sees himself as a squirrel turning round and round in a circular cage that, if he does not lie to himself, he is close to salvation.”

- Simone Weil

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    • #philosophy
    • #existential
    • #rat in a cage
    • #ontology
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“[True] Beauty captivates the flesh in order to obtain permission to pass right into the soul.”


- Simone Weil

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    • #Beauty
    • #Art
    • #philosophy
    • #corporeal
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doegewooniets:

The lower world, Nikolai GorskiParis
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The lower world, Nikolai Gorski
Paris

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    • #Observation
    • #perception
    • #Photograghy
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“The beings I love are creatures. They were born by chance. My meeting them was also by chance. They will die. What they think, do, and say is limited and is a mixture of good and evil.”


- Simone Weil (from Gravity and Grace).

    • #Simone Weil
    • #good and evil
    • #absurdity
    • #life
    • #philosophy
    • #humility
    • #detachment
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“We are slowed down sound and light waves, a walking bundle of frequencies tuned into the music of the cosmos, we are souls dressed up in sacred biochemical garments, and our bodies are the instruments through which our souls play their music.”

- Albert Einstein

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    • #Inpirational
    • #science
    • #spiritual
    • #music
    • #cosmos
    • #souls
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Buffy Sainte-Marie: “Sometimes When I Get to Thinkin’.”

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    • #Love
    • #Accoustic
    • #Songwriting
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Vladimir Nabokov writing about the magic of pencil crayons, in his autobiography Speak, Memory:

“The green one, by mere whirl of the wrist, could be made to produce a ruffled tree, or the eddy left by a submerged crocodile. The blue one drew a simple line across the page — and the horizon of all seas was there. A nondescript blunt one kept getting into one’s way. The brown one was always broken, and so was the red, but sometimes, just after it had snapped, one could still make it serve by holding it so that the loose tip was propped, none too securely, by a jutting splinter. The little purple fellow, a special favorite of mine, had got worn down so short as to become scarcely manageable. The white one alone, that lanky albino among pencils, kept its original length, or at least did so until I discovered that, far from being a fraud leaving no mark on the page, it was the ideal implement since I could imagine whatever I wished when I scrawled.”

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    • #Coloured Pencils
    • #Childhood
    • #Speak Memory
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a-bittersweet-life:

Nothing in the world can be compared to the human face. It is a land one can never tire of exploring. There is no greater experience in a studio than to witness the expression of a sensitive face under the mysterious power of inspiration. To see it animated from inside, and turning into poetry.
Carl Theodor Dreyer
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Nothing in the world can be compared to the human face. It is a land one can never tire of exploring. There is no greater experience in a studio than to witness the expression of a sensitive face under the mysterious power of inspiration. To see it animated from inside, and turning into poetry.

Carl Theodor Dreyer

    • #Carl Dreyer
    • #Cinema
    • #perception
    • #Face
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“Where did Enid go at the end of Ghost World? In the real world, she was heading east toward Montebello.”

(Via David Emery.)

    • #Ghost World
    • #observation
    • #everyday
    • #cinema
    • #Film Afficionado
    • #Enid
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“Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found out it was ourselves.”


- Robert Frost

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    • #life
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“What separates us from yesterday is not a rift, but a change in position.”
- Alexander Kluge

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    • #alexander kluge
    • #perception
    • #perspective
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a-bittersweet-life:

Never try to convey your idea to the audience—it is a thankless and senseless task. Show them life, and they’ll find within themselves the means to assess and appreciate it.
Andrei Tarkovsky
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Never try to convey your idea to the audience—it is a thankless and senseless task. Show them life, and they’ll find within themselves the means to assess and appreciate it.

Andrei Tarkovsky

    • #Andrei Tarkovsky
    • #cinema
    • #film
    • #Observation
    • #life
    • #filmmmaking
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