December 2009
36 posts
edward sharpe & the magnetic zeros | up from...
three dog night | heavy church
screamin’ jay hawkins | little demon
clem snide | fill me with your light
The Moment | Margaret Atwood
The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your room, house, half-acre, square mile, island, country, knowing at last how you got there, and say, I own this, is the same moment when the trees unloose their soft arms from around you, the birds take back their language, the cliffs fissure and collapse, the air moves...
“Ideas, unlike solid structures, do not perish. They remain immortal, immaterial...”
– Alan Moore
tUnE-yArDs | sunlight
the universe as hologram →