Art (Arthur to adults) - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Yes, life in the Ardennais cosmorama is filled with surprises. I do not miss this province where we eat flour and mud, where we drink local wine and beer. You are perfectly justified in continuing to denounce it. But here: distillation, composition, narrow-mindedness; and the oppressive summers: the heat isn't without respite, but given that good weather is in everyone's interests, and that everyone is a pig, I hate how summer kills me when it appears even briefly. Belgian and Ardennais rivers, caves, these I miss. The whining never changes! What is for certain: fuck Perrin. I drink water all night, I don't see the dawn, I don't sleep, I suffocate. So there it is. ************************************************************ **As far as I can tell, I'm being dragged from here to Hell...

My Interests

Nous sommes aux mois d'amour; j'ai dix-sept ans. L'age des esperances et des chimeres, comme on dit, - et voici que je me suis mis, enfant touche par le doigt de la Muse, - pardon si c'est banal, - a dire mes bonnes croyances, mes esperances, mes sensations, toutes ces choses des poetes, - moi, j'appelle cela du printemps. ************************************************** spectacle spectacle spectacle spectacle spectacle spectacle spectalce spetcacle spectacular commodity culture spectacle spectacle spectacle spectacle spectacle

I'd like to meet:

Paul Verlaine

Movies:

Your boring life is what makes movies (art etc.) alluring.

My Blog

nihil nove sub sole

the spectacle is permanent. the importance of aesthetics still makes a very beautiful subject for pleasantries after drinking. ..the scandal is only too legitimate. i will never give explanations. now...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 10:28:00 PST

i live on the edge of the universe and i dont need to feel secure

We seem to live in the state of variety, wherein we are not truly living but only in appearance: in unity is our life: in one we are, from one divided, we are no longer. While we p...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:57:00 PST

joie de vivre

On ne change jamais que les fioritures, mais le texte reste le même. Seuls les illettrés s'y trompent. Une curieuse espèce d'illettrés: les doctes spécialistes ès-fioritures. Ils ont fait de cet...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 09:20:00 PST

happy birthday

A savoir qu'il n'y a pas d'avenir possible ni surtout souhaitable, j'éprouve le soulagement qu'on a à se rendormir quand le réveil a sonné....
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 09:01:00 PST

Stars get old

stars are created by the need we have for them, and not by talent or absence of talent or even the film industry or advertising. miserable need, dismal, anonymous life that would like to expand itself...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 06:53:00 PST

Heights in depths and depths in heights

...being is so consumed that it has ceased to exist. that which should be abolished continues, and we continue to wear away with it. we are engulfed. we are separated. the years pass and we have not c...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 06:49:00 PST

Separation perfected (the great sleep)

But certainly for the present age, which prefers the sign to the thing signified, the copy to the original, fancy to reality, the appearance to the essence...illusion only is sacred, truth profane. Mo...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Tue, 24 Jan 2006 11:14:00 PST

Phenomenology of mind

...in the case where the self is merely represented and ideally presented there it is not actual: where it is by proxy, it is not.
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Tue, 24 Jan 2006 11:01:00 PST

What true project has been lost?

but it's always far away...it makes us disappointed in ourselves. at what moment was choice postponed? i let time slip away. i lost what i should have defended. time roles on, wasted. as spectators we...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Tue, 24 Jan 2006 10:56:00 PST

Anywhere out of this world...

it always seems to me that i should feel well in the place where i am not, and this question of removal is one which i discuss incessantly with my heart: since you are so fond of stillness,...
Posted by Art (Arthur to adults) on Tue, 24 Jan 2006 10:32:00 PST