Água Viva

"Only the act of love - the limpid star-like abstraction of feeling - captures the unknown moment, the instant hard as crystal and vibrating in the air and life is this untellable instant, larger than the event itself: during love, the impersonal jewel of the moment shines in the air, the strange glory of the body, matter made feeling in the trembling of instants - and the feeling is both immaterial and so objective that it seems to happen outside of your body, sparkling on high, joy, joy is time's material and the essence of the instant."

-Clarice Lispector "Água Viva"

(re-mixed)

The Furies

our love - it wants

a new wound

a body, more beautiful,

to condemn us to want 

an empty jar

beneath the earth

a mouth without sound

a double knot to

bind, without cease or order,

my arms to empty memory.

The Well

i keep my love

on heights

bearing remnants of proud anger.

it sinks in bitter swamps

guiding wounded kisses

through open windows.

i love you

By forces in which you do not dare believe, I have been instructed to declare myself in order to find resolution.

what you have done throughout your lifetime...

Every day, life.

“People who talk about revolution and class struggle without referring explicitly to everyday life, without understanding what is subversive about love and what is positive in the refusal of constraints, such people have a corpse in their mouth” ― Raoul Vaneigem

The Eternal Return

You're really pretty, baby. I wish you were my girlfriend.

Laura Mulvey's "Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema"(pdf)