There is something wrong and dense in the air this month. Everything is off the right tracks or is leading to dead ends. All people close to me are suffering one way or another. It’s so difficult to breathe… and there is nothing, absolutely nothing you may hold on to. And no way out…
poster by Lex Drewiński, stgu.pl/lex-is-more |
Melvin Sokolsky "Du Taxi", http://ana-lee.livejournal.com/168272.html |
In moments like this the lines from the song "Lasagna" by the Knife keep echoing in my head.
You could have locked yourself up
For ten years or so
And when you finally came out
There would still be no chances for you
I look for moves and I search for breaths
And it leaves me
Thinking about death
For me it's like a prophecy I'm most afraid of.
Recently, I’ve come
across a song by Sarah Blasko that fits here perfectly.
Despite of problems of other nature I have to pay a few hundred zloty of taxes. And what
for? Mainly for doing jobs I don’t feel like doing. Everything seems uncertain
only death and taxes are two certainties in life ;)
Pictures below are supposed to show a binary system in which troubles love to pop up ;)
Pictures below are supposed to show a binary system in which troubles love to pop up ;)
Louise Dahl-Wolf (1895-1989), Twins at the Beach, 1955, http://arts-jumeaux-doubles.blogspot.com/2012_11_01_archive.html |
a fragment of photo by Łukasz Osuch, binary dresses by me |
All in all, dog years
are not over yet...
poster by Lex Drewiński, http://stgu.pl/lex-is-more |
Where is my
rifle?!
Let me finish this post with special thanks to ~katjaLuv for making me believe that I make "good stuff" :) I r e a l l y needed that, kid! :glomp:
zdjęcia te z włóczką odzwierciedlają w sposób bolesny trudy życia, smutne...ale piękne
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