strange ways

sweet tides

It took so long for me to realize
How strong your heart is
And all this time
My mind was working in
Strange ways

Looking back on the days
Just wanna be free
Through the love in your eyes
Now I'm staring inside
Just wanna be free
Through the love in your eyes

Sweet tides, pools of love
Your eyes are full of
Sweet tides, pools of love
Your eyes are full of

Sharp turn, my mind is a blur
Slow passage through the air
Looking back on the days
All over your mind, just wanna be free


(...)

Thievery Corporarion
"Sweet Tides"
Radio Retaliation (2008)

dans les nuages

dans sa chambre

J'étais si jeune quand je l'ai rencontré
Elle m'a prise par la main
Elle m'a emmené au premier étage
Elle m'a envoyé dans les nuages
Elle m'a emmené dans les étoiles
Dans sa chambre, odeur capricieuse
Sur les murs des images au parallèle


(...)



Thievery Corporarion
"La Femme Parallel"
Radio Retaliation (2008)

You will find me if you want me in the garden

The Spring Of Consciousness

You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain

(...)

You will find me waiting through spring and summer
You will find me waiting waiting for the fall
You will find me waiting for the apples to ripen
You will find me waiting for them to fall

You will find me by the banks of all four rivers
You will find me at the spring of conciousness
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain

You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain


Einstürzende Neubauten, The Garden
"Ende Neu"
Text: Bargeld

We're like crystal

We break easy

We're like crystal, we break easy
I'm a poor man, if you leave me
I'm applauded, then forgotten
It was summer, now it's autumn

I don't know what to say, you don't care anyway
I'm a man in a rage (just tell me what I've got to do),
with a girl I betrayed
Here comes love, it's like honey
You can't buy it with money, you're not alone anymore,
(whenever you're here with me), You shock me to the core,
you shock me to the core

We're like crystal, it's not easy
With your love, you could feed me
Every man, and every woman
Needs someone,

So keep it coming Keep it coming,
keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming

I don't know what to say, you don't care anyway


(...)



New Order, Crystal
“Get Ready”, 2001

... to have and to hold

... a star in the sky

(...)

There is a star in the sky
Guiding my way with its light
And in the glow of the moon
Know my deliverance will come soon

(...)

Been waiting for the night to fall
Now everything is bearable
And here in the still
All that you hear
Is tranquillity


Waiting For The Night
"Violator", 1990
Martin L. Gore, Depeche Mode

ghost hardware

the damage is done

I need to be cleansed
It's time to make amends
For all of the fun
The damage is done
And I feel diseased
I'm down on my knees

(...)

Now I want release
From all this decay
Take it away
And somewhere
There's someone who cares
With a heart of gold
To have and to hold


To Have And To Hold
"Music For The Masses", 1987
Martin L. Gore, Depeche Mode

things are never what they seem

a fog of probabilities...

The unobserved state is a fog of probabilities, a window of and for error. The watcher observes, the fog collapses, an event resolves. A theory becomes a fact... What is the truth? Tell me, if you know. And I will not believe you. Things are never what they seem. Clean gloves hide dirty hands - and mine are dirtier than most... Without truth, there can be no justice. Justice will be done!

In, "Aeon Flux" (1995).

light, in the absence of eyes, ...

we can undo only what others have already forgotten

We are not what we remember of ourselves.
We can undo only what others have already forgotten.
Learn from your mistakes, so that one day you can repeat them precisely.


In, "Aeon Flux" (1995).

like Prometheus we are bound

another season in this hell

(…)

Give me sixty-nine years,
Another season in this hell.
It's all sex and death as far as I can tell.

Like Prometheus we are bound,
Chained to this rock of a brave new world,
Our godforsaken lot.
And I feel that's all we've ever needed to know,
'Til worlds end and the seas run cold.

Give me sixty-nine years,
Another season in this hell.
There is sex and death


(…)


Black Sun, Dead Can Dance, Aion, 1990

two witches (i)

two witches (ii)

Art Sabotage

ART SABOTAGE STRIVES TO be perfectly exemplary but at the same time retain an element of opacity--not propaganda but aesthetic shock--apallingly direct yet also subtly angled-- action-as-metaphor.
Art Sabotage is the dark side of Poetic Terrorism--creation- through-destruction--but it cannot serve any Party, nor any nihilism, nor even art itself. Just as the banishment of illusion enhances awareness, so the demolition of aesthetic blight sweetens the air of the world of discourse, of the Other. Art Sabotage serves only consciousness, attentiveness, awakeness.
A-S goes beyond paranoia, beyond deconstruction--the ultimate criticism--physical attack on offensive art-- aesthetic jihad. The slightest taint of petty ego-icity or even of personal taste spoils its purity & vitiates its force. A-S can never seek power--only release it. Individual artworks (even the worst) are largely irrelevant- -A-S seeks to damage institutions which use art to diminish consciousness & profit by delusion. This or that poet or painter cannot be condemned for lack of vision--but malign Ideas can be assaulted through the artifacts they generate. MUZAK is designed to hypnotize & control--its machinery can be smashed.

From:

The Temporary Autonomous Zone, Ontological Anarchy, Poetic Terrorism

By Hakim Bey

ghost (i)

that which defines perception itself

Avatars of chaos act as spies, saboteurs, criminals of amour fou, neither selfless nor selfish, accessible as children, mannered as barbarians, chafed with obsessions, unemployed, sensually deranged, wolfangels, mirrors for contemplation, eyes like flowers, pirates of all signs & meanings.

Here we are crawling the cracks between walls of church state school & factory, all the paranoid monoliths. Cut off from the tribe by feral nostalgia we tunnel after lost words, imaginary bombs.

The last possible deed is that which defines perception itself, an invisible golden cord that connects us: illegal dancing in the courthouse corridors. If I were to kiss you here they'd call it an act of terrorism--so let's take our pistols to bed & wake up the city at midnight like drunken bandits celebrating with a fusillade, the message of the taste of chaos.

From:

The Temporary Autonomous Zone, Ontological Anarchy, Poetic Terrorism

By Hakim Bey

Furacão Mitra

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