PUB CRAWL KADIKÖY.
ayıymış filmiş kargaymış falan. hayvanat bahçesi mübarek. teachers zaten şart, home sweet home tadı anca bi orda, sadece orda. rocknrolla da fena değilmiş hadi.
BKZ. BEN NERDEN SIÇIYORUM.
Lorsque la première rencontre de quelque objet nous surprend, et que nous le jugeons être nouveau, ou fort différent de ce que nous connaissions auparavant ou bien de ce que nous supposions qu’il devait être, cela fait que nous l’admirons et en sommes étonnés. Et parce que cela peut arriver avant que nous connaissions aucunement si cet objet nous est convenable ou s’il ne l’est pas, il me semble que l’admiration est la première de toutes les passions. Et elle n’a point de contraire, à cause que, si l’objet qui se présente n’a rien en soi qui nous surprenne, nous n’en sommes aucunement émus et nous le considérons sans passion.
EKSERİYETLE BUDUR.
beş sene sonra kendimizi yine morphine e vericez, yine olmayacak duaları içimizden ederken. yapacak başka bişey yok.
NO 16.
Ein Käfig ging einen Vogel suchen.
françois de roubaix - le samouraï (errèra remix)
mogwai - this messiah needs watching
the dears - who are you, defenders of the universe
françois de roubaix - le samouraï (errèra remix)
mogwai - this messiah needs watching
the dears - who are you, defenders of the universe
I WISH YOU COULD HAVE MET HIM.
I fell in love with a dead boy
Oh such a beautiful boy.
antony and the johnsons + filarmoni istanbul
temmuz 2012.
Oh such a beautiful boy.
temmuz 2012.
SO, WIE ES IST, BLEIBT ES NICHT?
5 gün var. 31 oluyorum. karadelik resmen geride bıraktığım sene. yenisine kararlar falan alıp mı girsem diyorum. ya da boşverip içeyim ya, yarın da cuma zaten.
OVERTHROW.
Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.
WE THINK BY FEELING. WHAT IS THERE TO KNOW?
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
STOCKHOLM.
Therefore, one who becomes a prince through the favour of the people ought to keep them friendly, and this he can easily do seeing they only ask not to be oppressed by him. But one who, in opposition to the people, becomes a prince by the favour of the nobles, ought, above everything, to seek to win the people over to himself, and this he may easily do if he takes them under his protection. Because men, when they receive good from him of whom they were expecting evil, are bound more closely to their benefactor; thus the people quickly become more devoted to him than if he had been raised to the principality by their favours; and the prince can win their affections in many ways, but as these vary according to the circumstances one cannot give fixed rules, so I omit them; but, I repeat, it is necessary for a prince to have the people friendly, otherwise he has no security in adversity.
MAYBE.
I had this stupid idea that you and I could make a new start together and all the pain we caused everybody else, it was for a reason because we were meant to be together. You were my one true love. I knew it was naive and people thought I was crazy, but I just didn't want to be one of those suckers who gets trapped in a miserable marriage and they're too fucking terrified to leave or they're drinking too much or leading a double life. I wanted to be brave and make a choice and be happy. And yes, it was hard, and yes, I hurt people, people I really love. I never thought it would be all... pointless.
Wait. It's not pointless.
Isn't it?
Look, I... I made a mistake.
Maybe. Maybe this was the mistake.
No, please, don't say that.
Maybe nothing's a mistake. Maybe it's all just fucking meaningless, all these decisions that we make ourselves sick over and these choices we think are so important.
Wait. It's not pointless.
Isn't it?
Look, I... I made a mistake.
Maybe. Maybe this was the mistake.
No, please, don't say that.
Maybe nothing's a mistake. Maybe it's all just fucking meaningless, all these decisions that we make ourselves sick over and these choices we think are so important.
5. KATLARDA HAYATIM.
so you run and you run and you run
...
but what you thought were distant worlds apart
pulls you in and wraps around your heart forever.
...
but what you thought were distant worlds apart
pulls you in and wraps around your heart forever.
10 GÜN SONRA MÜZİK DİNLEYEBİLMEK.
so come on love
draw your swords
draw your swords
shoot me to the ground
you are mine
i am yours
i am yours
lets not fuck around.
NEREDE KALMIŞTIK?
köşem, kitabım, kahvem. kahvaltı kalktığın saattedir. kimi şeyler bıraktığın yerde.
"Doymayacağını bile bile neden âşık oluyorsun?" derlerse şöyle de:
"Sen öleceğini bile bile neden yaşıyorsun?"
"Doymayacağını bile bile neden âşık oluyorsun?" derlerse şöyle de:
"Sen öleceğini bile bile neden yaşıyorsun?"
A MILLSTONE AROUND YOUR NECK.
In Caprica’s jail cell.
Colonel Tigh: The President, Gods bless her sunny optimistic soul, thinks you might want to share how your buddies have been tracking us. So I’m here to ask the question and listen to your lies.
Caprica: In the last battle we discovered your fuel ship had a unique radiation signature. They must have found a way to track it.
Colonel Tigh: What else do you know? What other secrets are rattling around inside that mechanical brain?
Baltar [in Caprica’s mind]: Don’t be intimidated by him. He’s just using you to exorcise his own pain. Poor old sod. He lost someone close to him. But you know how that feels, don’t you?
Caprica: I know a lot of things. You want to know one thing I know? I know about your loss. Hurts, doesn’t it? You wonder how you can even survive it.
Colonel Tigh: I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it’s not gonna work.
Baltar: She was his world. Of course, he only realized when she was gone.
Caprica: Did she know? Did she know? Did she know how much she meant to you? Or did you wait to tell her till she was gone?
Colonel Tigh: What?
Caprica: Bet you made her think that she was a burden, a millstone around your neck. But then you humans always destroy the ones who love you, don’t you?
[Tigh hits Caprica, Caprica punches him back and smiles]
Colonel Tigh: [to the marines] Shackle this thing.
Colonel Tigh: The President, Gods bless her sunny optimistic soul, thinks you might want to share how your buddies have been tracking us. So I’m here to ask the question and listen to your lies.
Caprica: In the last battle we discovered your fuel ship had a unique radiation signature. They must have found a way to track it.
Colonel Tigh: What else do you know? What other secrets are rattling around inside that mechanical brain?
Baltar [in Caprica’s mind]: Don’t be intimidated by him. He’s just using you to exorcise his own pain. Poor old sod. He lost someone close to him. But you know how that feels, don’t you?
Caprica: I know a lot of things. You want to know one thing I know? I know about your loss. Hurts, doesn’t it? You wonder how you can even survive it.
Colonel Tigh: I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it’s not gonna work.
Baltar: She was his world. Of course, he only realized when she was gone.
Caprica: Did she know? Did she know? Did she know how much she meant to you? Or did you wait to tell her till she was gone?
Colonel Tigh: What?
Caprica: Bet you made her think that she was a burden, a millstone around your neck. But then you humans always destroy the ones who love you, don’t you?
[Tigh hits Caprica, Caprica punches him back and smiles]
Colonel Tigh: [to the marines] Shackle this thing.
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