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samuraicinema:

"I don’t understand… I just don’t understand. I’ve never heard such a strange story."

Rashomon - Akira Kurosawa

fromthefloatingworld:

室生寺

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putaplastika:

Otto Piene, Red Helium Sky Line, 1970

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Meditation {13}

Le Soleil moribond s’endormir sous une arche,
Et, comme un long linceul traînant á l’Orient,
Entends, ma chére, entends la douce Nuit qui marche.

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non omnis moriar

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..our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.

Vladimir Nabokov

Si nada nos salva de la muerte, al menos que el amor nos salve de la vida

uvre:

Henri Matisse

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"Existence is the immediate unity of inward reflection and reflection-into-another. Therefore, it is the indeterminate multitude of existents as inwardly reflected, which are at the same time, and just as much, shining-into-another, or relational; and they form a world of interdependence and of infinite connectedness of ground with what is grounded. The grounds are themselves existences, and the existents are also in many ways grounds as well as grounded.”

-Hegel, 'Encyclopedia Logic'

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cinemafrancais:

The Old Place, Jean-Luc Godard, Anne-Marie Miéville, 2000

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