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Created on 2008-04-30 02:28:56 (#15483088), last updated 2008-06-08
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| Name: | Terribly weird |
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I love noise of the city longing together with me. People in it are always so lonely, but they’re never capable to divide their loneliness with me.
If we speak "on the whole", then all people are divided into the Hamlet - those, who think, and the Don Quixote - those, who act. I’ m Hamlet.
I have a feeling, that all my previous lives I finished by suicide. I bring to the heart revolver, some foolish cowardice gives me a hug, I decide to live, but finger accidentally presses on the cock... But then - all, I do not manage to realize, but I don’t need to... Life breaks itself as a sleep. I fall neither into hell nor into the paradise. I occur in NOWHERE.
I’m multi-film mother. I give birth to films each day. Black and white Recollections Of great Director. But not me. My pictures are useless as the cabins of instantaneous photograph. Probably therefore they are so important for me. They’re important as the solitude, which finally remains the only thing, what I desire so passionately as these instantaneous black and white photographs...
Nothing hurts me as bad as tragedy of complete solitude of a human in this world…
If we speak "on the whole", then all people are divided into the Hamlet - those, who think, and the Don Quixote - those, who act. I’ m Hamlet.
I have a feeling, that all my previous lives I finished by suicide. I bring to the heart revolver, some foolish cowardice gives me a hug, I decide to live, but finger accidentally presses on the cock... But then - all, I do not manage to realize, but I don’t need to... Life breaks itself as a sleep. I fall neither into hell nor into the paradise. I occur in NOWHERE.
I’m multi-film mother. I give birth to films each day. Black and white Recollections Of great Director. But not me. My pictures are useless as the cabins of instantaneous photograph. Probably therefore they are so important for me. They’re important as the solitude, which finally remains the only thing, what I desire so passionately as these instantaneous black and white photographs...
Nothing hurts me as bad as tragedy of complete solitude of a human in this world…
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