2.17.2016

Plegaria




We pray like this: press your lips against mine and hope that maybe this moment will become one that we remember while we are laying apart in cold beds


Alma Blood // Prayer

2.09.2016

Bendito sea tu rostro





Bendito sea el rostro!

Bendito sea el santo rostro!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en la majestuosidad y la belleza de sus eclestiales rasgos!

Bendito sea el santo rostro a traves de las palabras que elabora su bendita boca!

Bendito sea el santo rostro a traves de todas las miradas de sus ojos adorables!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en la transfiguración del Thabor!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en la fatiga de su labor!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en el sudor sangriento de la agonía!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en la humillación de la pasión!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en los sufrimientos de la muerte!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en el esplendor de la resurección!

Bendito sea el santo rostro en la gloria de la eterna luz!

2.04.2016

Tranquilizadora lección de la Fantasía





The reassuring lesson of fantasy is that
“I was brought about with a special purpose”.
At the end of treatment, instead of being
bothered of what I am for the others, I fully
assume the uttermost contingency of my
being. The subject becomes ‘cause of itself’
no longer looking for a guarantee of his or
her existence in another’s desire.



S. Zizek

2.03.2016

Wednes




Wednesday:
I must not be afraid.



Jean-Paul Sartre // Nausea

2.02.2016

What is sex?





Sex is rigid bone, covered in velvet skin, pounding and ripping into fleshy cavity with heart-pounding passion and blood-red lust. Sex is bang! Bang! That’s sex, brother, and don’t kid yourself. Bang! Pound! Bang! And then comes a rush of luscious fever, an ocean of pin-prick sensation, and a shuddering climax of gushing hot blood. Pow! And then to hell with sex. That’s sex, kid.





Jack Kerouac // from a journal entry