Tá cíocras ruda a bheith ort leat

Níl mé abalalta na focail ceart a rá leat. Ba mhaith liom na sléibhte is airde a dhreapadh agus na focail a bhéicil amach os cionn na scamaill is airde. Nior fagadh na focail agam. Grá mór, grá fior, grá an domhain, is é an grá is laidir.

Year 007

Well, do you?

Демон сидящий

1890 – Врубель, Михаил Александрович

Come on baby light my pussy

South Korean scientists have cloned cats by manipulating a fluorescent protein gene, a procedure which could help develop treatments for human genetic diseases.
In a side-effect, the cloned cats glow in the dark when exposed to ultraviolet beams.
A team of scientists led by Kong Il-keun, a cloning expert at Gyeongsang National University, produced three [...]

becoming

The me that you know is now made up of wires
And even when I’m right with you I’m so far away

Recursive and twisted

I took you home
Set you on the glass
I pulled off your wings
Then I laughed
I saw no change in me
It’s like I always had wings
Now I feel nearly dead
I saw no change…
I look at the cross
Then I look away
I give you the gun
Blow me away

The fragile Mac

Oh my goat.
That’s insane.

Extreme Ironing

Да, японците никога не са преставали да си държат на реномето на лудаци. Това „бижу“, на което случайно попаднах, докато търсех как да си гладя дрехите без ютия (което още не ми е ясно как става), затвърждава горното наблюдение.

парчетата…

…I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesnt mean I dont desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the [...]