un lunario

Matarse por una razón, que la mayoría de las veces no tiene nada de racional, no es una elección: es una caída. La caída en un precipicio sin fondo, pero no calculado antes con toda la libertad del intelecto. El verdadero suicida sería aquel que sin ninguna razón personal, sin ningún motivo interesado, sin estar obcecado por ninguna desgracia doméstica ni por ningún programa metafísico, se pusiera a considerar, serena y objetivamente, la muerte y la vida, y se matara con plena libertad, sin motivos de ningún género, por una decisión de la pura voluntad. Giovanni Papini, ‘Sin ninguna razón’

amatiazzo:


The first image he told me about was of three children on a road in Iceland, in 1965. He said that for him it was the image of happiness and also that he had tried several times to link it to other images, but it never worked. He wrote me: “One day I’ll have to put it all alone at the beginning of a film with a long piece of black leader; if they don’t see happiness in the picture, at least they’ll see the black.”

— Chris Marker; Sans Soleil (1983)

amatiazzo:

The first image he told me about was of three children on a road in Iceland, in 1965. He said that for him it was the image of happiness and also that he had tried several times to link it to other images, but it never worked. He wrote me: “One day I’ll have to put it all alone at the beginning of a film with a long piece of black leader; if they don’t see happiness in the picture, at least they’ll see the black.”

— Chris Marker; Sans Soleil (1983)

(vía bez-slonca)

I got something to hide here called desire