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double (d)

umbrellabrigade12

About Me

"People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, they make them." George Bernard Shaw

My Interests

MAKING FILMS AND GOOD MUSIC

I'd like to meet:

One might say immensity if a philosophical category of daydream. Daydream undoubtedly feeds on all kinds of sights, but through a sort of natural inclination, it contemplates grandeur. And this contemplation produces an attitude that is so special, an inner state that is so unlike any other, that the daydream transports the dreamer outside the immediate world to a world that bears the mark of infinity. DON'T STOP DREAMING!......Anyone who has been inside a Sikh temple knows you are always required to cover your head. There is usually a basket filled with a selection of colorful scarves just inside the door for visitors without turbans to choose from.".."There are no longer cabooses on passenger trains in India (or anywhere else for that matter?), so our production designer Mark Friedberg built one. We shot these scenes near our workshop in Jodphur."..

Music:

radiohead.thomyorke.schneidertm.astronautalis.saosin.albumle af.blondie.dylan.explosionsinthesky.alias.neilyoung.justinwi ggins.sole.redsparrows.russiancircles.alexisonfire.lalipuna. notwist.why?.thebled.bernhardfleischmann.cage.

Movies:

keep your eyes open. THEN CLOSE THEM. and listen.

Television:

shutup

Books:

...and today there is a man in shepherd's clothes, a hippie, all dirty, with a downed bike in the circle lawn across the street. he is eating bread from the bakery and drinking from a metal camp cup. he is tapping the cup against his leg, sitting like a monk, all striped in fabric. i wonder if he is happy, his blanket strapped to the rack of his bike, his no home, his no job. i wonder if he has left it all because he hated it or because it hated him. it is true some do not do well with conventional life. they think outside things and can't make sense of following a line. they see no walls, only doors from open space to open space, and from open space, supposedly to the mind of God...time has pressed you and me into a book, too, this tiny chapter we share together, this vapor of a scene, pulling out seconds into minutes and minutes into hours. everything we were is no more, and what we will become, will become what was. don't worry, you will not be alone...you have never been alone.