I’ve not committed any crime, why should I run away?
(Source: tasty-milk, via pigyouth)
Pain is the pleasure of absence
Lydia Roberts
if you want to go backwards,
just put the car in R
Roger Fritz
Fassbinder’s “Querelle” Nr. 100, 1982/2011
Digital C-print
50 x 75 cm
Spanning the period from the late 1930s to World War II, this historical novel dramatizes anti-fascist resistance and the rise and fall of proletarian political parties in Europe. Living in Berlin in 1937, the unnamed narrator and his peers—sixteen- and seventeen-year-old working-class students—seek ways to express their hatred for the Nazi regime. They meet in museums and galleries, and in their discussions they explore the affinity between political resistance and art, the connection at the heart of Weiss’s novel. Weiss suggests that meaning lies in embracing resistance, no matter how intense the oppression, and that we must look to art for new models of political action and social understanding.
Another page from “The Riot’s Great Big Patriarchy-Smashing Activity Book!” NOW WITH MORE CORRECT SPELLING!
Free to take.
do you believe
in the future
cuz i do
i think i deserve you
my past is for sale at a discount price
imma wag my tail cuz this sure feels nice
how bout you?
Ellsworth Kelly, Study for “Cité”: Brushstrokes Cut into Twenty Squares and Arranged by Chance, 1951
(Source: -outlying-, via cruiseorbecruised)
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Eternal sunlight, people die. There is
the entire existence to fill,
there is mostly emptiness
to be emptied,
to be empty
or whatever to feel empty. there is
something like fuck.
/
I’m sorry, the
cement over the hole that
was there, white and shit. Night.
And we kissed, and I should
not be sorry, out loud, in
the new street that i waited for.
Like you, I don’t know. January
or something, your hair as the film
played in the darkness.
/
It’s pathetic how this is the only thing
that I am, or feel that I am. I am
very sorry. Here it is
for you: I am,
unfortunately,
but it is all I feel that i am,
the poem
(this poem),
this mope or whatever.
