................................................................................................ “my idea of destructivity correspond with walter benjamin’s. he wrote an essay titled “the destructive character” in which he said, “the destructive character is cheerfull and friendly and knows only one motto: make room.” blixa bargeld, [abaut ‘sehnsucht’]nota: clique no 'play' verde
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
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------+ um post em branco [com fundo preto] para alojar o silencio e isso é + do que desligar o som sobre um fundo escuro
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “you see half the moon, its crescent, and one of the planets, maybe saturn, maybe jupiter, in the early night sky over berlin, through the windows of a taxicab, near potsdamer platz. you think: beauty no, this is not beauty, maybe not, maybe, this is the rest of it, maybe not, maybe, the rest of beauty, maybe not, maybe, what remains of beauty, maybe not, maybe, what is visible, certainly, uncertain. your arms would not be able to stretch as far as necessary to form an adequate gesture for beauty (you know that, don't you?) so, [ ] beauty remains in the impossibilities of the body