A Bewildered Look...
antlersmusic:

-C. Sagan, Cosmos.

antlersmusic:

-C. Sagan, Cosmos.

antlersmusic:

You were simpler,
you were lighter when we thought like little kids.
Like a weightless, hate-less animal,
beautifully oblivious before you were hid inside a stranger you grew into,
as you learned to disconnect.

Now he hangs your mirrors separately,
so one can’t show you what…

My motto is: ‘what’s the hurry?’ I’m trying to get it across to the modern world that we need to sit around and think a little bit more.
Joe Strummer (via clumsyclassypenguin)
My art originates from hallucinations only I can see. I translate the hallucinations and obsessional images that plague me into sculptures and paintings.
Yayoi Kusama  (via artnet)
I am I, and I wish I weren’t.
Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (via poetrea)

wordsbydelaney:

My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions.

I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality.

And it will be the death of me.

indigenousdialogues:

"When the real world changes into simple images, simple images become real beings and effective motivations of a hypnotic behavior. The spectacle as a tendency to make one see the world by means of various specialized mediations (it can no longer be grasped directly), naturally finds vision to be the privileged human sense which the sense of touch was for other epochs; the most abstract, the most mystifiable sense corresponds to the generalized abstraction of present day society." Guy Debord | Society of the Spectacle

indigenousdialogues:

"When the real world changes into simple images, simple images become real beings and effective motivations of a hypnotic behavior. The spectacle as a tendency to make one see the world by means of various specialized mediations (it can no longer be grasped directly), naturally finds vision to be the privileged human sense which the sense of touch was for other epochs; the most abstract, the most mystifiable sense corresponds to the generalized abstraction of present day society."

Guy Debord | Society of the Spectacle

Anyway we are condemned to social coma, political coma, historical coma. We are condemned to an anaesthetized disappearance, to a fading away under anaesthesia.
Jean Baudrillard | Cool Memories (1980)