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so what winning?
You are my prize.
nobody knows men
nobody knows women
we always touch strangers
brave
all of us weak
all of us tender
splendor to dedicate
we are so often foolish
Christiane and Stanley Kubrick and their great principle in life:
“Always be suspicious of people who have, or crave, power.”
All Stanley Kubrick’s life he said,
‘Never, ever go near power. Don’t become friends with anyone who has real power. It’s dangerous.’
Charm is attractive to many. And potent.
When you need propaganda, where do you turn?
“Where my uncle was an enormous fool, as many talented people are, was that he mistook his gift for intelligence,” says Christiane.
“He was a great big famous film person. He looked better and talked better and had enormous charm. So he thought he was also far more intelligent than Mr Goebbels. Goebbels was 10,000 times smarter than my uncle.”
“Film people, actors, are puppets. We are silly. We are silly folk.”

Christiane Kubrick. A few moments with an enlightened conscience.
Widow of film director Stanley Kubrick, her 41-year-old marriage, the director’s lost project about the Holocaust and his secret love of the waltz…
occupation: musician
Mick Jagger, somewhere, an interview.
“I don’t look at the clouds of tomorrow through the sunshine of today.”

“Everyone’s life comes to an end. And all around us, you and me, our life will come to an end. You will stop being a journalist and you will die.
“So what can I tell you? We’re all going to come to the same fate. So you just keep going while you can, doing what you like. So I am just the same as everybody else.”
mindfulness, patience and intensity
been breathin’ in the bush lately?
superb poise
glorious body
dumbfounding beauty
a great artist
we are so fine, we humans, hope we notice someday
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a ridiculous hobby, ey wot
fume inside smoke
… that there is only one state of consciousness properly constituted to eliminate compulsive anxiety: the recognition that there is only now, that now is driven by fortune and that all else is illusion. Scripture has it:
I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favor to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.
Ecclesiastes 9:11
via Dick Jones @ patteran
filed under poem
But don't you like pretending?
via Wordcetera and written by I Wear Many Hats
When I was ten
I saw spaceships running through the sky
We flew them fast
We built them out of cardboard
And painted them with imaginary starsWhen I was ten
I had a saber battle on the sea
You said en garde
We jumped on tire swings
And left the woodchips in the dustI could use a bit of pretending
So can’t you come back
And we’ll play a happy endingYears and years ago
We were lost, we were slow
We had plans, we had time
We found gold, we found grime
You and me, we were the team
So long ago, seems like a dreamMaybe it sounds condescending
But don’t you want to go back to pretending?
awe de d’awe
Dance a wee little bit.
blink going by
a lot of stars in the sky
never know why
per declaring that flag
Killing isn’t end. We must achieve living. Lift you. Astound you. We are cauldron. Children and fire. I like that. Each is met with each. This dream shall never die. Pay it.
take a memo
To A Nation's Heart
Why will we let America argue? This is sad. This is danger. I see a better country. Better. We are the first country built on agreement. Maybe, in the thread of horrid yesterdays, we’ll keep that. I promise I will.






