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If I had last words they would be… Well… I mean… I see in those streams of invectives I see especially people who drink, eat, sleep, who make all human functions Which are quite rather ****** And I shall say that they’re heavy It never stopped being heavy I noticed I’ve read so many verses and particularly verses from the 17th century Verses, so-called courteous verses I found 3 or 4 good ones in thousands of them There’s little lightness in man He’s heavy... isn’t he And nowadays he’s extraordinary in heaviness Since automobiles, alcohol, ambition, politics make him heavy Even heavier It’s mostly like that, he’s extremely heavy Maybe one day shall we see a mind rebellion against the weight But it isn’t for tomorrow For now... we’re heavy So I’d say indeed If I had to die I’d say Man is heavy That’s all Oh! They were mean but... Because they were heavy They were heavy They were heavy… jealous of a certain lightness Jealous... jealous like a woman who wears a clothing burlap instead of another who wears lace Like someone who owns a workhorse instead of a thoroughbred Jealous... Jealous of being heavy... that’s all Crippled... They weigh... they're crippled Heaviness makes them ******* Therefore we can beware of them They’re ready to do anything Oh sure They’re ready to do anything And to activate heaviness They drink, aren’t they So when they drink, they turn into sledgehammers It’s frightening, isn’t it Sledgehammers without control Yes, they’re especially like this They activate... increase their weight Instead of making themselves lighter Oh! They’re not in Ariel’s side They’re more like Caliban More and more
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 1:49 AM UTC
Louis-Ferdinand Céline interview
If I had last words they would be… Well… I mean… I see in those streams of invectives I see especially people who drink, eat, sleep, who make all human functions Which are quite rather ****** And I shall say that they’re heavy It never stopped being heavy I noticed I’ve read so many verses and particularly verses from the 17th century Verses, so-called courteous verses I found 3 or 4 good ones in thousands of them There’s little lightness in man He’s heavy... isn’t he And nowadays he’s extraordinary in heaviness Since automobiles, alcohol, ambition, politics make him heavy Even heavier It’s mostly like that, he’s extremely heavy Maybe one day shall we see a mind rebellion against the weight But it isn’t for tomorrow For now... we’re heavy So I’d say indeed If I had to die I’d say Man is heavy That’s all Oh! They were mean but... Because they were heavy They were heavy They were heavy… jealous of a certain lightness Jealous... jealous like a woman who wears a clothing burlap instead of another who wears lace Like someone who owns a workhorse instead of a thoroughbred Jealous... Jealous of being heavy... that’s all Crippled... They weigh... they're crippled Heaviness makes them ******* Therefore we can beware of them They’re ready to do anything Oh sure They’re ready to do anything And to activate heaviness They drink, aren’t they So when they drink, they turn into sledgehammers It’s frightening, isn’t it Sledgehammers without control Yes, they’re especially like this They activate... increase their weight Instead of making themselves lighter Oh! They’re not in Ariel’s side They’re more like Caliban More and more
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to stay young in your heart you first should have one and you better fill it up with some love just a bit because love is the secret ingredient the pursuit of justice without love makes you cruel the pursuit of truth without love makes you a heckler the pursuit of god without love makes you a bigot the pursuit of beauty without love makes you Humbert Humbert power without love makes you a tyrant honor without love makes you arrogant wit without love makes you cunning work without love makes you tired care without love makes you brusque talk without love makes you annoying seriousness without love makes you boring tenderness without love makes you mawkish friendliness without love makes you fake so you better spice things up with some love just a bit
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 7:26 PM UTC
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Ivy has style Ivy puts on dresses and heels Ivy reads books Ivy talks about books Ivy lies to her father Ivy eats at expensive restaurants and pays with her mother’s card Ivy is beautiful and wild Ivy is strange and vicious Ivy drinks more than she should Ivy eats less than necessary Ivy has a bottle of ***** and a coke in her car Ivy has a parking ticket on the windshield Ivy busily rolls a joint and goes outside Ivy sits on a cold curb and smokes elegantly What else can I say about Ivy? Ivy has a beautiful, slim handwriting Once Ivy kissed as if she was eating soup Ivy is poisonous or so she thinks Ivy is impressed by "stupid" crazy stories, such as "Naked Lunch" Sometimes Ivy dances to Britney Spears Ivy likes "Love" by Gaspar Noé Ivy likes to re-enact classical paintings: Venus, Ophelia,… Ivy buys matching underwear from Agent Provocateur Kisses make Ivy’s back, neck, and face blush Not a solid fill-in red, but marble blotches Ivy has piercings on her ******* and down there Ivy has scars from a razor blade: a triangle on her chest and "Anathema" on her hip Ivy has a streak of tragedy in her I like Ivy
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Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 4:26 PM UTC
Ivy
Today you look especially sad Today you look especially thin And I want to give you a hug But I don’t feel my hands anymore Today you look especially sad Today you look especially thin And I want to whisper words in your ears But I don’t feel my tongue anymore Today you look especially sad Today you look especially thin And I want to buy you a present But I don’t have my money anymore Today you look especially sad Today you look especially thin And I want to cheer you up But I can’t So I’ll poke my eyes out instead
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Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 2:38 PM UTC
Today you look especially sad
Ninotchka, I beg you Stay You shouldn’t leave It's cold and nasty outside Soldiers are marching In black overcoats One, two, three Ninotchka, I’m sorry I understood everything I know now how And you Do not go away I ask you I'm a miserable man But Ninotchka, in the eyes Look in my eyes I beg Another minute I entrust myself to you For all the sins That Ninotchka, tell Tell them not to wait There I'm here Stay here I beg You Ninotchka, ...
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Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
Ninotchka