The triangle of sky I see from where I am sitting is stripped of its daylight clouds. Choked with stars, it quivers on a pure breeze and the padded wings of night beat slowly around me. How far will it go, this night in which I cease to belong to myself? There is a dangerous virtue in the word simplicity. And tonight I can understand a man wanting to die because nothing matters anymore when one sees through life completely. A man suffers and endures misfortune after misfortune. He bears them, settles into his destiny. People think well of him. And then, one evening, he meets a friend he has been very fond of, who speaks to him absent-mindedly. Returning home, the man kills himself. Afterwards, there is talk of private sorrows and secret dramas. No, if a reason really must be found, he killed himself because a friend spoke to him carelessly. In the same way, every time it seems to be that I've grasped the deep meaning of the world, it is its simplicity that always overwhelms me.
-Albert Camus
People who make my life more interesting than it already is. I usually refer to those types as friends.
And people who make this a destination...Halloween is opening night. What better way to spend it...cheap drinks, good ppl, costumes, and music, music, music!
ambient, rock, synthpop, ebm, idm, soul, shoegazer, trip hop,electro, the blues
Peter Heppner - "Being Me"
Sigur Ros- "Vaka"
the drama section