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The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.
Warsan Shire (via letters-to-nobody)

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GACKT's Haiku (Pressure Battle)

moon-struck-net:

遠ざかる
故郷の轍
桜散る

toozakaru
kokyou no wadachi
sakura chiru

Fading into the distance
On the tracks to my hometown
Cherry blossoms fall

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This is GACKT’s haiku he wrote for the show “Pressure Battle”, where the celebrity contestants had to write a haiku based on a photo of a train travelling under cherry blossom trees through fields of rapeseed blossoms.

While most of the contestants chose a happy Spring theme, GACKT decided to go for something more melancholy- the “tracks” here (the word he used actually means wheel ruts from a wagon or car and not train tracks) are a metaphor for progress through life, the fading hometown being the past. Falling cherry blossoms are a perrenial Japanese symbol for transience. GACKT stated that he wrote it based on the idea of a lost love.


(Source: everythinggackt)

Memory’s images, once they are fixed in words, are erased,” Polo said. “Perhaps I am afraid of losing Venice all at once, if I speak of it. Or perhaps, speaking of other cities, I have already lost it, little by little.
Italo Calvino | Invisible Cities | pg. 87 (via evoketheforms)

(via mononymic)


「君を忘れはしない」 
I will never forget you - LOST ANGELS

「君を忘れはしない」

I will never forget you - LOST ANGELS

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Even if we could turn back, we’d probably never end up where we started.
Haruki Murakami, 1Q84  (via bookmania)

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神威♂楽園deセメナ祭★軽音部LIVE『I LOVE YOU』

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Many Japanese think their language is so unique that foreigners cannot grip its essence, its beauty or its subtlety. And if some foreigner claims that he has grasped that essence, nobody believes him. One reason they think that way is because Japan is a very homogeneous country that has not been occupied by other countries except for a brief period after World War II. Its culture was not threatened by other cultures. So the Japanese language has been isolated. It has been isolated for maybe 2,000 years. That’s why Japanese are so certain about its uniqueness, its nature, its structure, its function. I think what some young Japanese writers are doing is trying to break, to destroy, that stubbornness, to rebel against that certainty.
Haruki Murakami (via murakamistuff)

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別れ道 - the GazettE

http://mononymic.tumblr.com/post/82285397531/lately-ive-been-wishing-i-had-one-desire

mononymic:

Lately I’ve been wishing I had one desire
Something that would make me never want another
Something that would make it so that nothing mattered
All would be clear then

But I guess I’ll have to settle for a few brief moments
And watch it all dissolve into a single second
And try to write it down into a perfect sonnet
or one foolish line

'Cause that's all that you'll get so you'll have to accept
You are here then you’re gone

But I believe that lovers should be tied together and
Thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
and left there to drown
Left there to drown in their innocence

But as for me I’m coming to the final chapter
I read all of the pages and there is still no answer
Only all that was before I know must soon come after
That is the only way it can be

So I stand in the sun
And I breathe with my lungs
Trying to spare me the weight of the truth

Saying everything you’ve ever seen was just a mirror
And you’ve spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
And now you are laying in a bathtub full of freezing water
Wishing you were a ghost

But once you knew a girl and you named her Lover
And danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer
But autumn came, She disappeared
You can’t remember where she said she was going to

But you know that she’s gone ‘cause she left you a song
That you don’t want to sing

We’re singing I believe that lovers should be chained together
And thrown into a fire with their songs and letters
And left there to burn
Left there to burn in their arrogance

But as for me I’m coming to my final failure
I’ve killed myself with changes trying to make things better
But I ended up becoming something other than what I had planned to be

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers
And laid entwined together on a bed of clover
And left there to sleep
Left there to dream of their happiness

-Bright Eyes, “A Perfect Sonnet”


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mononymic:

darksideinhabitant:

mononymic:

fist fighting calmly deliberating over the order of the photobook with designer darksideinhabitant (and now photographer!)
…We hope you’ll like the final result. We’ll be making it as accessible and affordable as possible. 

I’m excited to see how this turns out! We’ve been making significant progress lately (despite what this picture might imply haha). I hope the final product will be something beautiful and meaningful for whoever gets it.

We have finally completed arranging the order of the upcoming photobook. The book will have 64 photos, many of which have never been published. The total price will hopefully be no more than $20. If you’re interested, message me to be the first to order one of the 20 copies from the initial run that will our contain our signatures along with bonus material."We’ve been working on this book since late last year and I’m so excited to see it finally coming to fruition! This book will be a unique synthesis of design, writing, and photography working in tandem to create new, unexpected, profound, and personal meaning to whoever is reading or viewing it. As a result, it is an expression and study of many varied and far reaching ideas, themes, and feelings that are important to both of us: loneliness, alienation, evanescence, connection, disconnection, love, friendship, appreciation, juxtaposition, romanticism, idealism, beauty, the nature of meaning, and much more. It is an amalgamation of our individual life experiences up until this point, and despite–or perhaps as a result of–the deep personal connection the book has to both of us, we are confident that others will be able to apply their own experiences to each word, each photo, and each spread as well." -lightsideinhabitant 

Coming soon! Please message me or mononymic if you are interested.

mononymic:

darksideinhabitant:

mononymic:

fist fighting calmly deliberating over the order of the photobook with designer darksideinhabitant (and now photographer!)

…We hope you’ll like the final result. We’ll be making it as accessible and affordable as possible. 

I’m excited to see how this turns out! We’ve been making significant progress lately (despite what this picture might imply haha). I hope the final product will be something beautiful and meaningful for whoever gets it.

We have finally completed arranging the order of the upcoming photobook. The book will have 64 photos, many of which have never been published. The total price will hopefully be no more than $20. If you’re interested, message me to be the first to order one of the 20 copies from the initial run that will our contain our signatures along with bonus material.

"We’ve been working on this book since late last year and I’m so excited to see it finally coming to fruition! This book will be a unique synthesis of design, writing, and photography working in tandem to create new, unexpected, profound, and personal meaning to whoever is reading or viewing it. As a result, it is an expression and study of many varied and far reaching ideas, themes, and feelings that are important to both of us: loneliness, alienation, evanescence, connection, disconnection, love, friendship, appreciation, juxtaposition, romanticism, idealism, beauty, the nature of meaning, and much more. It is an amalgamation of our individual life experiences up until this point, and despite–or perhaps as a result of–the deep personal connection the book has to both of us, we are confident that others will be able to apply their own experiences to each word, each photo, and each spread as well." -lightsideinhabitant 

Coming soon! Please message me or mononymic if you are interested.

A squeeze of the hand - enormous documentation - a tiny gesture within the palm, a knee which doesn’t move away, an arm extended, as if quite naturally, along the back of a sofa and against which the other’s head gradually comes to rest - this is the paradisiac realm of subtle and clandestine signs: a kind of festival not of the senses but of meaning.
Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments (via pinkbamboo)

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