asu aksu

#bélatarr #entrance #tilltheendoftheworld #amsterdam You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness Like resignation to the end, always the end (at EYE Filmmuseum)

The burst of #mobydick , a good morning

A sense of the question of existence, of existence as a question #johnberger #waysofseeing #episode3 #rembrandt #selfpotrait

Oh Well, wherever, wherever you are, Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far. #ironmaiden #rothenburg #kriminalmuseum (at Kriminalmuseum Rothenburg ob der Tauber)

#Christmas #market #arnhem #iseewhitehorses

#Utopian is ideal man. Utopian is maybe untroublesome. Utopian has the melted heart. Utopian hits a slow roller. Utopian likes shortcake. Utopian has lovable faults. #whereisutopia? #DevilRobots // @uyku ❤️

#bartvanderleck #destorm #1916 #krollermuller (at Kröller-Müller Museum)

#björk #imissyou #but

Daarom schilderde hij de volgende dag zichzelf, op zien paard, vluchtend voor al, die griezelige, strenge figuren die zijn schilderijen za lelijk vonden. #kandinsky

un mundo donde te movías como un caballo de ajedrez que se moviera como una torre que se moviera como un alfil. // bir dünya ki sen atının üstünde bozgundan bozguna, kule gibi bir dünyada deliler gibi koşturup durmuşsun. Featuring #lady #smart w/ @tanjarapati

Je perds la raison, A chercher tes bras. Bütün nedenlerimi Kolunun özlemiyle kaybettim. #çevrilemeyenler

Kendime eziyet ettiğim doğrudur #heaven :: konuyla alakasız, ama devam niteliğinde :: Más tarde te creí, más tarde hubo razones, hubo madame Léonie que mirándome la mano que había dormido con tus senos me repitió casi tus mismas palabras. «Ella sufre en alguna parte. Siempre ha sufrido. Es muy alegre, adora el amarillo, su pájaro es el mirlo, su hora la noche, su puente el Pont des Arts.» #rayuela

Hey, I don't bite. (Isırmazdım, acil olmasa)

Are those star maps that your freckles replicate? And why are your curls the same shade as heartache?

Well, you can cry me a river (at Zwembad Het Wedde)

- When the poets write of death, it's invariably serene. I wonder if that's what it is really. This death, this ending of things. -Is it an ending though, Victor? Or merely a movement? A gesture toward something else. ...(Maybe) Death is not serene.

#brunomunari #supplementoaldizionarioitaliano #chevuoi (at Haarlem, Netherlands)