
Jean-Luc Godard. “King Lear”. 1987
“… You puke and spit and beat your fists against it
But it's unshaken (Atargatis)
There's nothing left to offer to restore what has been taken
Your body is a temple, but your holy wounds are aching
Leave the fat off…”
“… You puke and spit and beat your fists against it
But it's unshaken (Atargatis)
There's nothing left to offer to restore what has been taken
Your body is a temple, but your holy wounds are aching
Leave the fat off…”
-What’s the point in wasting time on people that you’ll never really know?
-A simple prop to occupy my time.
-A simple prop to occupy my time.
En la acción prácticamente robotizada de seguir los esquemas preestablecidos, la ceremonia de la supervivencia emocional que lleva consigo un veneno letal de efectos colaterales difíciles en reversibilidad. Amar es hipotecar tu vida a una incertidumbre que jamás se ocurriría en otros ámbitos. Así las cosas ¿quién precisa de semejante estado de claudicación intelectual?
"El fracaso es sólo una oportunidad para comenzar de nuevo de manera más inteligente".
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