Placeholder: I am stranded on the sea With an unknown destiny (Como una raya en el mar) No home to return to Nobody waiting for me (Como una raya en el mar) I am stranded on the sea With an unknown destiny (Como una raya en el mar) No home to return to Nobody waiting for me (Como una raya en el mar)

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I am stranded on the sea With an unknown destiny (Como una raya en el mar) No home to return to Nobody waiting for me (Como una raya en el mar)

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Oh life is bigger It's bigger than you And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no I've said too much I set it up
Solo, voy con mi pena Sola, va mi condena Correr es mi destino Para burlar la ley (Como una raya en el mar)
L’impasse de Mohamed Bourouissa, 2007 ». Mohamed Bourouissa/Mennour, Paris
stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep! O God! Can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?
In a place where no one ever came close to dreaming about... a place from a foaming brain, there is a tiny ripple of truth that duplicates sanity to reality... existence of self-pity and triumph! This is a long gone dream in which only lost souls find mercy from a god of an insane creation! Blowing cold winds that come from an uneven breathing pattern warm the frigid core of the sun! Rotting brain from inside the brittle bone of an old branch impatiently waiting to outgrow the sky… You are lost
[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] My sister, by the chiming kinks Of the Atlantic Ocean, takes in light. Beyond her, wreathed in algae, links on links Of breakers meet and disconnect, foam through bracelets Of seabirds.The wind sinks. She does not feel the change At once. It will take time. My sister, Stirring briefly to arrange Her towel, browns like a chicken, under fire.
In the silence of static, secrets scream the loudest: The Signal's Warning
[vintage style noisy scratches glitches] 1970s Nautical Cult and Sixties Era Hippies
Oh life is bigger It's bigger than you And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no I've said too much I set it up
In a place where no one ever came close to dreaming about... a place from a foaming brain, there is a tiny ripple of truth that duplicates sanity to reality... existence of self-pity and triumph! This is a long gone dream in which only lost souls find mercy from a god of an insane creation! Blowing cold winds that come from an uneven breathing pattern warm the frigid core of the sun! Rotting brain from inside the brittle bone of an old branch impatiently waiting to outgrow the sky… You are lost
[art by kupka] Un coup de dés jamais n'abolira le hasard l’ultérieur démon immémorial ayant de contrées nulles induite le vieillard vers cette conjonction suprême avec la probabilité celui son ombre puérile caressée et polie et rendue et lavée assouplie par les ondes et soustraite aux durs os perdus entre les ais né d’un ébat la mer tentant par l’aïeul ou lui contre la mer une chance oiseuse fiançailles dont le voile d’illusion rejailli leur hantise ainsi que le fantôme d’un geste
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