A Momentary Diversion on the Road to the Grave

A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying Nothing

The Third Man (Carol Reed, 1941)

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The Beatles - Happiness Is A Warm Gun

The Beatles // Happiness Is A Warm Gun

She’s not a girl who misses much

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Werner Herzog

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Stefan Glerum

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Move. As far as you can, as much as you can. Across the ocean, or simply across the river. Walk in someone else’s shoes or at least eat their food. Open your mind, get off the couch, move.

Anthony Bourdain 

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The people were restrictive and careful, all alike. And I’ve got to live with these fuckers for the rest of my life, I thought. God, they all had assholes and sexual organs and their mouths and their armpits. They shit and they chattered and they were dull as horse dung. The girls looked good from a distance, the sun shining through their dresses, their hair. But get up close and listen to their minds running out of their mouths, you felt like digging under a hill and hiding out with a tommy-gun. I certainly would never be able to be happy, to get married, I could never have children. Hell, I couldn’t even get a job as a dishwasher.

Maybe I’d be a bank robber. Some god-damned thing. Something with flare, fire. You only had one shot. Why be a window washer?

Charles Bukowski 

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Devil’s Bridge, Worm’s Head island, Rhossili, Wales by Deborah Smith

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After 100 years, films should be getting really complicated. The novel has been reborn about 400 times, but it’s like cinema is stuck in the birth canal.

Harmony Korine 

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Allan Wexler.

Coffee Seeks Its Own Level. 1990. If one person alone lifts his cup, coffee overflows the other three cups. All four people need to coordinate their actions and lift simultaneously. Inspired by the principle “water seeks its own level”. I had been working on a series of projects using basic scientific principles learned in high school as a means to explore architectural issues.    

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