Vanilla (feel it crawl to me)
Milkshakes (crawl back again)
From Hard Rock (whatever you say)
Cafes (it won’t go away)
That’s where (I feel it crawl to me)
She got her (crawls back again)
Sweet tooth (it won’t go away)
For white boys (whatever you say)
She runs from the third world, pearly
Darling hurts me
Darling hurts me
Darling hurts me
“This is your blind spot, blind spot/ It should be obvious, but it’s not.”
And that, ultimately, is the great preoccupation of one of our greatest poets of anxiety: a simple fear of the unknown. “People get crushed like biscuit crumbs,” he sings, and there’s nothing to be done about it. For all our human reason, we are unable to anticipate the things we really need to know.
Me (Daniel) writing:
When Albert Camus was writing about Martin Heidegger, Camus put some words to what he thought would catch Heideggers thinking. (I do not know if Heidegger himself had written or spoken about these words, but I have a feeling he had. He almost must have.)
The words were (first in English then in Swedish and then a strange translation to German).
The Constant Concern.
Det ständiga bekymret.
Die ständige Sorge.
Why do I write all this? Much of what I do with pen/camera/writing/blogging/and.other.shite comes from ”The Constant Concern”. It’s like entering the maze, kill the monster, pick up the thread but never ever find the way out.
Maybe Mr. Thom Yorke – his ZEITGEIST – Sensibility – causes pain, but causes creativity – SensibilityTheConstantConsern.
You will never ever in this world find a place that feels like home. Ah, ok, you never had that feeling. Well, then your probably blessed.
This is your blind spot, blind spot/ It should be obvious, but it’s not.
Radiohead: ”We asked some people to make short vignettes interpreting sections of our new record. First: visuals and programming by Tarik Barri – www.tarikbarri.nl.” Tariks Radiohead work is on the bottom of this post. The other 2 stills are probably done by Stanley Donwood and Thom Yorke.
like tentacles around the aggressive -rn collapse, almost an apocalypse of a closed system, a mechanical system that is horrified by man and begins to dream of female breimage of the woman, they swirl around her, behind her – a sublime three-dimensional image is obtained – we see the reality of life. Some excuse themselves, throwing up -to the p the frame falls from the room. The room, the painting that multiplies and gets bigger, the wd, raped, they are tied up, m a corner – we realize, we should realize – realize years covered with Penetration. … system was within a framework where previous – Now, now, it strikes through the frame, like in other pictures and frames – no stop there, no obstruction ruler or circuit. Three images of young Syrian women are incorporated inainting, they are ed a painting. Red with a hint of mechanical patte… I paintthey are filled with deep scars – a man in uniform looking down upon them from higher elevation . A picture , a photo from a pornographic magazine is cublood, theeth pulled out, with Forced t out and pasted, inserted into the canvas. She enjoys not, she enjoys through a mask – behind is a suffering, a suffering – the psychologist will find it in the corner of her eye, right side, of left eye. The meoman screaming frochanical patterns are asts, male chests; of guilt and responsibility. The system knocked out in non-bloom. Thetorture_Forced Penetration
The lyrics appear to be skirting around the surveillance society, but equally they might be meditating on the difficulties of open discussion in an age where thought is scrutinised and policed by the public itself on social media, where any idle thought runs the risk of seeing one condemned as #problematic. (Quote from The Guardian.)
Loose talk around tables
Abandon all reason
Avoid all eye contact
Do not react
Shoot the messenger
This is a low-flying panic attack
Yes, at any time you might be condemned. Condemned as problematic, difficult or not easy to medicate. By the people, or by the police, or by your psychiatrist – you will be seen as problematic, your voice will not be heard any more and they will have the power to lock you up. Yes, really; by some words written on a computer or a phone call made – they can lock you up.
Plötsligt tänker jag på min förre läkare/psykiater. Och hur man blir problematisk om man säger sanningen.
young. every things open. possibility’s enormous open, it is open why does it feel like a greek tragedy why do i know what will happen when i feel so alive? snakes and ladders is a game i always have lost. they tell me to climb up. but why does it feel so good to climb down? it will be hard to come back, they say. but i wasn’t even listening.
Psychiatrists are mosquitoes and not tigers.
Swedish authors Vilhelm Ekelund and Maja Lundgren knew this.
Feel free to download the full resolution wallpaper. Just click on the picture above and let the full picture load. Click the right button on the mouse and select ”Save picture as”. In most cases you can easily just drag the picture to your desktop.
The wallpaper is done by me, Daniel.
Some elements are done by Visual Relief.
The font is free to use.
Please watch this. It is the most beautiful video ever made. White mountains and fire in the distance.
- har rymt, vet inte varför. Från yttersta ytterområdet slätten som nu ligger försvunnen i mörkret liksom översköljd av ett svart dånande hav. Iskall svart vind slår emot, våta fält, motorvägarnas avlägsna ljuskaos – springer, springer i riktning mot centrum där det ligger och lyser oändligt långt bort. Ständig Frånvaro.
jag ser in i det gröna, yta i oändlighet, viskande oändlighet, viskningarnas kropp, tungor. det gröna är tungor och ögon, reflexer och rörlighet, fuktighet, ljusgnistor – på vad sätt är jag skild från det, jag är inte skild från det, jag är till i ett öga, allt är speglingar och viskningar, ljus i en mörk spegel vandrar längre och längre in i den speglade skogen
Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)
Suppression and spinning of negative data and ghostwriting have emerged as tools to help manage medical journal publications to best suit product sales, while disease mongering and market segmentation of physicians are also used to maximize profit. We propose that while evidence-based medicine is a noble ideal, marketing-based medicine is the current reality.
Spielmans GI, Parry PI. From Evidence-based Medicine to Marketing-based Medicine: Evidence from Internal Industry Documents. Journal of Bioethical Inquiry 2010;7(1):13-29. Available online: http://tinyurl.com/Spielmans.