And of these shall I speak to those eager, That quality of wisdom that all the wise wish And call creative qualities And good creation of the mind The all-powerful truth Truly and that more & better ways are discovered Towards perfection --Zarathustra.

Friday, January 19, 2018

Una vita tranquilla (2010) vs color of pomegranates (1969)

Soundtrack and inspiration:


Antonio de Martino is living as Rosario Russo with his wife Renate and
their young son Mathias in an idyllic place near Wiesbaden running a
hotel and restaurant. He is wanted back in his own country and too many
people have him marked to kill. For fifteen years, he is living as a
respected member of the town and a versatile cook. One day in his
little hotel, his first son Diego with his friend Edoardo comes to stay
for a couple of days. They are planning to assassinate a manager of a
waste incineration plant. What seemed peaceful with consistent pacing
now turns into chaos. He murders and disposes of Diego's friend after
he claims to know Rosarios identity. Diego reveals his father's
identity to his backers. Getting doubts he tries to save his father's
life but while trying to flee he is killed by Italian gang members.
Antonio leaves his wife and young son for their safety and is again on
the run; looking back impassively Antonio boards a bus.

This film does not attempt to tell the life story of a poet. Rather,
the filmmaker has tried to recreate the poet's inner world through the
trepidations of his soul, his passion and torments, widely utilizing the
symbolism and allegories specific to the tradition of Medieval Armenian
poet troubadours.

I am the man whose life and soul are torture. I am the man whose life
and soul are torture. I am the man whose life and soul are torture. I
am the man whose life and soul are torture.

Poet's childhood

In the beginning, God created heaven and earth. On the sixth day, God
said... "Now We shall create man... according to Our image and
likeness." And God created man according to his image. According to
His image God created him. And the Lord God created man from the dust
of the earth... and blew into him the breath of life, and Man became a
living soul. And God took the man he created... And made him live in
the Garden of Eden... so that Man would till the earth... and tend the
Garden. And the Lord instructed him and said... Many have come ahead
of me, and vaguely known this amazing world, they have extinguished and
expired ahead of me. Books must be well kept and read, for books are
Soul and Life. Without books, the world would have witnessed nothing
but ignorance. You should read aloud for the people to hear, in benefit
of their souls... since many are unable to read what is written. From
the colors and aromas of this world, my childhood made a poet's lyre and
offered it to me. Saint George, we implore you, let your good fortune,
your kind thoughts... spread over our family, on our people, along with
your white horse... be a stronghold for our people, give prosperity to
this family. Give them good thoughts and prosperity.

Poet's youth

We were searching for ourselves in each other. The river has overflown
its banks.

Poet at the court

A prayer before hunting. We were searching for a place of refuge for
our love, but instead, the road led us to the land of the dead. You
abandoned us and went away, but we the living wrapped you... in a
cocoon, so in your new world you would burst out like a butterfly. How
am I to protect my wax built castles of love... from the devouring heat
of your fires? You are fire. Your dress is fire... You are fire. Your
dress is fire... You are fire. Your dress is fire... You are fire.
Your dress is fire... You are fire. Your dress is black... Which of
these two fires can I endure? I am a nightingale trapped in a foreign
land, and you are my golden cage.

Poet leaves for the monastery.

The wedding merriment, the sadness, the festive singing are all here.
And they shall never leave this place, if we respect the path of spirit.
What is your name? What is your name? Aroutin. Beautiful one, come
quickly, quickly come, or beautiful one, Come on, beautiful one, come
you, beautiful one... Kotcha... Hey, Kotcha... Godfather! What is
your ward's name? Aroutin. Aroutin... Matakh (an offering) We have
slain the sacrificial lamb, boiled the meat... and distributed it in
seven plates. Come hither, come... Come hither, come...

Catholicos' death

Brothers of mine in soul and blood, Heaven has sent upon us to this
world, grief... grief... grief... Brothers of mine in soul and blood,
grief, inconsolable grief has been sent to us from Heaven today. On
this night of revelations at Etchmiadzin, died our Saint Father Lazarus,
Catholicos of all Armenians... Brothers of mine in soul and blood,
Heaven has sent upon us to this world, grief... grief... grief...
Brothers of mine in soul and blood, grief has been sent to us from
Heaven, grief... grief... grief... Brothers of mine in soul and
blood, grief... grief... grief... Grief is sent to us from heaven
today at Etchmiadzin; During this night of the revelation of Saint
Sarkis, our Holy Father Lazarus, Catholicos of all Armenians, has died.
"God, our Savior... like an everlasting flower unsoiled... give your
good word for us... and bless the good immaculate ones. Blessed be our
Lord Jesus Christ. "Our Father, who art in Heaven... Poet's dream (He
returns to his childhood and mourns for his parents) You are fire,
you're dressed in black... You are fire, you're dressed in black...
You are fire, you're dressed in black...

Poet's old age (Poet leaves the monastery)

I am wandering, burned and wounded, and I cannot find a shelter... As
long as I live, my life is all yours, my love... My life is all yours,
how can I help it, my love... How can I help it... Go amongst the
people and may we always hear of your triumphs, your kind deeds, and
your well-being. You are the salt of the earth. And may God of speech
be always with you. Go amongst the people. I hear calls of homecoming
and hope, but I am weary. Who has spread all this sorrow upon this old
and weary earth?

Meeting the Angel of Death (Poet buries his Love)

Poet's death

Sing! In this world... Sing! In this world... Die! A poet may die, but
not his muse. Whether I live or die, my chanting shall wake up the
crowd. And nothing may vanish from this world on the day of my final

Thursday, July 20, 2017

nil ergo optabunt homines?

si consilium uis, permittes ipsis expendere numinibus quid conueniat
nobis rebusque sit utile nostris; nam pro iucundis aptissima quaeque
dabunt di. carior est illis homo quam sibi. nos animorum inpulsu et
caeca magnaque cupidine ducti coniugium petimus partumque uxoris, at
illis notum qui pueri qualisque futura sit uxor.

ut tamen et poscas aliquid uoueasque sacellis
exta et candiduli diuina tomacula porci,

orandum est ut sit mens sana in corpore sano.

fortem posce animum mortis terrore carentem, qui spatium uitae
extremum inter munera ponat naturae, qui ferre queat quoscumque
labores, nesciat irasci, cupiat nihil et potiores Herculis aerumnas
credat saeuosque labores et uenere et cenis et pluma Sardanapalli.

monstro quod ipse tibi possis dare; semita certe tranquillae per
uirtutem patet unica uitae.

nullum numen habes, si sit prudentia: nos te,
nos facimus, Fortuna, deam caeloque locamus.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

fair and balanced

"The idea of a national government involves in it, not only an authority over the individual citizens, but an indefinite supremacy over all persons and things, so far as they are objects of lawful government. Among a people consolidated into one nation, this supremacy is completely vested in the national legislature." – James Madison, Federalist No. 39

Tuesday, May 16, 2017


In demonology, Belphegor (or Beelphegor, Hebrew: בַּעַל-פְּעוֹר‎‎
baʿal-pəʿōr - Lord of the Gap) is a demon, and one of the seven
princes of Hell, who "helps" people make discoveries. He seduces
people by suggesting to them ingenious inventions that will make them
rich. Bishop and witch-hunter Peter Binsfeld believed that Belphegor
tempts by means of laziness. Also, according to Peter Binsfeld's
Binsfeld's Classification of Demons, Belphegor is the chief demon of
the deadly sin known as Sloth in Christian tradition.

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

punk rock girl (on such a winter's day) - Beach Boys (1986) vs The Dead Milkmen (1988)

Punk rock girl

Just you and me

What do you see?
Give me a chance
You look so wild
Please look at me
It makes no sense
Let's have a child
Let's go slam dance

Stopped into a church
On such a winter's day
Eat fudge banana swirl

On such a winter's day
I passed along the way
On such a winter's day
On such a winter's day

So we started screamin'
We asked for Mojo Nixon
And ordered some hot tea
Your dad is vice president
Just like the Duke of Earl

We went to a shopping mall
We'll name her Minnie Pearl
Let's travel round the world

I tapped her on the shoulder
And said do you have a bell?

They said he don't work here
Said nothin' man it's stolen

We'll travel round the world
We'll dress like Minnie Pearl

It it was California Dreamin'
Just you and me punk rock girl
Just you and me punk rock girl
And laughed at all the shoppers

I said how much you pay for this
Yeah you're for me punk rock girl

We went to the Philly Pizza Company
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)

On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)

One Saturday I took a walk to Zipperhead
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)

California dreamin' (California dreamin')
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray)

California dreamin' (California dreamin')
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)

I could leave today (I could leave today)
California dreamin' (California dreamin')

We got into her car away we started rollin'
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)

I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
If I didn't tell her (if I didn't tell her)
She took me to her parents for a Sunday meal
On such a winter's day (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day (California dreamin')

He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay)
The waitress said well no, we only have it iced

And security guards trailed us to a record shop
So we jumped up on the table and shouted anarchy
I met a girl there and she almost knocked me dead
And someone played a Beach Boys song on the jukebox

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees)
All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
She looked at me and smiled and said she did not know
Her father took one look at me and he began to squeal
You know the preacher like the cold (preacher like the cold)
We said if you don't got Mojo Nixon then your store could use some fixin'

Sunday, January 22, 2017

how things happen

First they gave us fake news. But we didn't care, because we all enjoy
a little bit of fake news from time to time.

Then they gave us alternative facts. But we didn't care, because we're
each in our own media bubble anyway.

-> we're here; for brevity I will leave out some intermediate steps.


Then they gave us thoughtcrime. And we all thought it was doubleplusgood.

Then they gave us precrime. And "in our society, we have no major
crimes, but we do have a detention camp full of would-be criminals."

"Perhaps a lot of the people in the camps are like you."

w/ apologies to Martin Niemöller and Philip K. Dick

Thursday, November 24, 2016

god save the dead kennedys (1977 vs 1980)

There is no future
So I can watch them die chokin' shakin' in convulsions, go crazy, crazy
We mean it, man
Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare
Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare
She ain't no human being
Panic in the air, see the headless chickens runnin'
Climb on a tree on a branch and drop it
Chemical warfare, chemical warfare
Blowin' down down down the fairway, sensitive to the touch
When there's no future, how can there be sin?
We love our Queen
Scratch the grass, mister, you can't breathe
No future for you
We're the future, your future
And England's dreaming
God saves
Golf carts head-on crashin' crackin' heads wide open
There's no future, no future
God save the Queen
Chemical warfare, chemical warfare
Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare
God save history
God save your mad parade
Chemical warfare, chemical warfare
And roll and writhe in a sandtrap, starting to heave
Don't be told about what you need
We mean it, man
I cut through the fence, run right in and grab it, go crazy, crazy
Yellow air
God saves
Oh shit, what is going on in here?!
No future, no future
Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare

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