Maria João Pires

Ces amours-là, Ces amours-là....

Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together,

Keeps rainin' all the time

Life is bare, gloom and mis'ry everywhere

Stormy weather

Just can't get my poorself together,

I'm weary all the time

So weary all the time

When he went away the blues walked in and met me.

If he stays away old rockin' chair will get me.

All I do is pray the Lord above will let me walk in the sun once more.

Can't go on, ev'ry thing I had is gone

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together,

Keeps rainin' all the time

Ce soir le vent qui frappe à ma porte

Me parle des amours mortes

Devant le feu qui s' éteint

Ce soir c'est une chanson d' automne

Dans la maison qui frissonne

Et je pense aux jours lointains

{Refrain:}

Que reste-t-il de nos amours

Que reste-t-il de ces beaux jours

Une photo, vieille photo

De ma jeunesse

Que reste-t-il des billets doux

Des mois d' avril, des rendez-vous

Un souvenir qui me poursuit

Sans cesse

Bonheur fané, cheveux au vent

Baisers volés, rêves mouvants

Que reste-t-il de tout cela

Dites-le-moi

Un petit village, un vieux clocher

Un paysage si bien caché

Et dans un nuage le cher visage

De mon passé

Les mots les mots tendres qu'on murmure

Les caresses les plus pures

Les serments au fond des bois

Les fleurs qu'on retrouve dans un livre

Dont le parfum vous enivre

Se sont envolés pourquoi?

Nuke

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AN xiety

Algorithm
1. determine the position
2. concentration
3. determine the code

note:
1. Lancet set may change the light environment inside
2. fix or flexible

rain coat slaps like drum(k)

Maybe i can remember how things are going on those night, it was just an incitation of curiosity, virginity, and carelessness, it was composed of delicate touches, from left to right, from up to down. 

Now she told me she could not wait to tell all the secrets, how wet, how dirty, how lovely(i guess so).so we exchange secrets, and seal it with promise.(i won't tell anybody, i swear)

back then i wear rain coat, it slaps like crazy, like covers me in the drum i can clearly hear the sounds, hysterically.

we scared to imagine how things will happen if she left the crew, maybe we all go back to our personal normal life. because i can certainly know that everyone is distanced from me, as long as she is absent, anyway.

i remember how the smoky taste worked, it worked well at night when you feel sorrow. 
i remember how nasty the tongue twirled in my mouth, i endured. 
i remember Q slept next bed, and quietly replied, understand.
i remember i was wet like whore when call out for some drug. (but get tired quickly)

Anyway, just something not so important anymore.

Blueberry

"I've had customers leaving keys here for years. Sometimes they pick them up in a few days. Sometimes it takes a few weeks."
"Well, what about most of the time?"
"Most of the time, the keys stay in the jar."
"Well why do you keep them? You should just throw them out."
"No. No I couldn't do that."
"Why not?"
"If I threw these keys away, then those doors will be closed forever. And that shouldn't be up to me to decide. Should it?"
"Guess I'm just looking for a reason."
"Well, from my observations, sometimes it's better off not knowing and other times there's no reason to be found."
"Everything has a reason."
"It's like these pies and cakes. At the end of every night, the cheesecake and the apple pie are always completely gone. The peach cobbler and the chocolate mousse cake are nearly finished. But there's always a whole blueberry pie left untouched."
"So what's wrong with the blueberry pie?"
"There's nothing's wrong with the blueberry pie. It's just people make other choices. You can't blame the blueberry pie. It's just no one wants it."
"Wait ! I want a piece."
"With ice-cream?"
(She nodded to him)

Ａ Visit From The Goon Squad

僅僅二十分鐘，他們便由共同經歷某事 - 建立起- 有共同意義聯結的，渴欲狀態，墜入彼此 - 知之甚深 - 而導致的 - 魅力盡失的狀態。

當初就是這種混亂的心情驅使他不顧父母的失望，欠了一屁股債，止未完成以塞尚為題的博士論文。他在論文裡以迫切激動的語調（現在想起來很丟臉）主張 - 塞尚的特殊筆法是要表達聲音，也就是說塞尚的那些夏日景觀畫作，者要是想表達蝗蟲的催眠式齊鳴。

停頓讓你以為歌曲結束。其實歌曲並未真的結束。因此你鬆了一口氣。但是，顯然，所有歌曲都會有結束，當它真的結束時

這，次，是，真的，結束了。

Amour(2012)

As calming down from the gray sorrow, and being awake in deep night, i started to ask myself,How can you be certain with the pigeon walking through the floor is exactly the same one? Maybe it just a trigger to rationalize the series,those fantastic  heartbreaking, suffocated act,being killed apart from the wore-body and spirit, the pillow, tape, and suicide.
now it reminds me of Angela's mother, she brought me to an amusement park all day long, made dough noodle which was plain but nice, exactly a great female that no one would forget her. i always wonder how she feels if she were able to see things happen these days, how beautiful her daughters are,and how gov corrupt, how does it feel?

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a pigeon that Georges finds walking around in his apartment—is thus less a metaphor of Georges’s subjective perception of Anne than it is an allegory of Georges’s very mode of perceiving. In other words, what is being referenced here is the category of fantasy as such, which is now given priority over reality. Allegorical though it may be, this concrete image of the pigeon boasts several genealogies ranging from proverbs (though translation issues are central here) (10) to the territory the film keeps returning us to—the annals of French film history. In this regard, we recall that French cinema has over the century repeatedly de-emphasized straight realism. The surrealists, for example, had a penchant for sending animals through the frame whose presence instantly defamiliarized the scenario. (And while a pigeon in the hallway is no way near as implausible as a cow lying in a bed, the reason for the pigeon in Amour is ultimately just to underscore the film’s championing of fantasy over the stultifying confines of reality). In addition, given that the film shows us Anne “magically” returning to Georges’s world after having been killed by him, we are also reminded of magic realism’s convention of blurring life and death by making the dead reappear to the living.

The pigeon, which comes to the killer in “cine-poetic” manner, namely by entering the frame through the shaft of light provided by the air well, poetically suggests that the forces of fantasy that stir within Georges are helping him defeat the terror that comes with worrying about his wife, a terror that we see expressed in Georges’s nightmares. Once he decides to fight this terror, he is freed from the nightmare vision of walking the dark, flooded hallway outside his apartment. Now the film shows him re-entering his own space, whereupon he finds the pigeon. By the last third of the film, then, a process is underway by which Georges—very gradually and quietly, begins to bring Anne inside him. 

NO (2012)

"你哪裡找上這些人"

"我只找到這些，藝術家們都支持NO了"

"......."

"幹，簡直像是撿垃圾"

Django

Chocolate cyst of ovary/Quentin Tarantino took bombs, and then he got exploded!/route back from the teenage years/ all bloody delight.

The Greatest

聽了他說的這些，還有他那驚人的多愁傷感，讓我想起了什麼 --- 那是我很久以前在某個地方聽過，一段難以捉摸的節奏，一句失落話語的片段。有一瞬間，我幾乎就要把成形的話說出，甚至像個啞吧一樣張開雙唇，仿佛口中除了一絲受驚的空氣，還有什麼東西掙扎著想逃出來。可是，最終我仍然沒有出聲，而我幾乎記起的事便文在無言之中，永遠無法傳達。

- 她說話的語氣很不正經，充滿了..... //我猶豫著該怎麼形容。

- 充滿了錢味。//他突然說出。

三十歲了---未來十年孤寂地擺在眼前，周遭的單身男子越來越少，濃情熱戀漸漸稀薄，頂上的頭髮也稀疏了起來。但我身邊有喬丹，她不像黛西，她那明智的頭腦不會背負早已忘卻的夢走過一年又一年。我們開過湛黑的鐵橋時，她蒼白的臉龐懶洋洋地靠在我大衣肩頭上，隨著她緊握住我手，我因為三十歲生日而來的恐懼也慢慢消散而去。

我們在涼意陣陣暮色中向死亡駛去。

CH New Yr.note

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camera: konica hexar black / FM2
film: double x 
iso: 400
1. 20℃ water : 1 min
2. HC-110 : 10 min