(End of the World [Tristan and Isolde] - City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra)
If the world ends this year, this will be the song I blast from the rooftops.
Me
My animation
My photography
My sounds
My art
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Soon I will invite 13 people to dinner. We will walk under ladders. We will spill the salt. We will break mirrors.
It will be in January and shall be called
Friggatriskaidekaphobia Deipnosophistae
I'll say God seems to have a kind of laid-back management style I'm not crazy about.
Sometimes I'm like, how could hell be any worse? But then on a day like today I'm like, How could heaven be any better?
Personally, I believe in everything. Whether I can see it to be true or not. I've had trouble believing what's right before my eyes. I've felt G-d stare me right in the face so I'm unable to deny Hir. I believe that a lot of the people who "know" the truth really are just limiting their creativity. I've heard there is danger in mediocrity. I've heard that if we have no evil to unite against we turn on one another. I believe in our perception. I believe it persists beyond our mortality. I don't believe in nothing. If I try to imagine nothing something always creeps in. Sometimes around the edges. Sometimes it wells up from the center. Have you ever been somewhere so quiet that you begin to hear a high pitch feedback ring in-between the cacophony of heartbeats and breaths? It's maddening. Your ears will search aimlessly for something to hear.
I once saw a baby give another baby a tattoo. They were very drunk.
Here's the deal... If there is no click through or attribution the photo, illustration, or video is made by me.
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