casdechute
My blogs
| Gender | Male |
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| Location | istanbul - lille |
| Introduction | Speaking of self, speaking with people of self, speaking more and more to relieve this solitude. Mouths moving, lips wide open, mind out of its usual place, hands shaking, eyes open, the social interaction remains a miracle all by itself. Speaking of self, speaking in words of self, speaking, interacting, sharing, creating but self-talking, self-sharing, self-creating self men tucked in this world, stucked in dreams. They have been waiting for some old promise that has not yet been kept to realise suddenly somehow they have in themselves all this courage and bloody ambition plus this hope that keep them going on, moving on, dreaming on. As the pilgrims took of for their endless trip to another world, we humans have chosen to take ours in this world. As infinite as it may seem the route has a start and so does have an end. The pain devours from within and it is a miracle all by itself to believe in such hope that could be an antidote to cure our sickness. The pain recovers from within, it is certainly not us nor those pilgrims to whom the promise of resurrection had been made, we won’t recover lads. The pain empowers from within, it devours. |
| Favorite Music | dead can dance, talvin sigh, lisa germano, tanya donelly, the avalanches, lisa gerrard, emiliana torrini, boudu les cops, amon tobin, metric, boards of canada, animal collective, carla bruni, carmen consoli |