I know i should write something about Mallarmé, feathers (pens (of Prometheus or Lucifer) and writing in Derrida’s Dissemination, but I just couldn’t help getting touched by Taylor Swift and Jack Antonoff’s new lyrics for their song Out of the Woods.

You took a Polaroid of us
Then discovered
The rest of the world was black and white
But we were in screaming color

I walked out, I said “I’m setting you free”
But the monsters turned out to be just trees
When the sun came up
You were looking at me.

I wrote a quote on twitter to Swift yesterday (because I was touched by her iHeart Radio version of Love Story), it goes like this:

the joy doesn’t need to cheer, it’s so big, lays next to the ❤ (poem by Siri Oftestad).

Thank you TS 1989 (I'm proud to say that this is also my year of birth)

(Why did I put the Al Pacino clip here? Because that inspired me today too:-))


Get Your Fast Ballooning Head out of Face, Gmail, Twitter etc

york gif #2 isou pic

And Look At The Frightening Beautiful World

They tried to make me go to rehab but I said, ‘No, no, no, no, no, no, no

The ghost of electricity
Howls in the bones of their fac

How harshly the mode of production has treated them! 

With their businesslike anger and their bloodhounds that kneel
If they needs a third eye they just grow it

I have merited the universal hatred of the society of my time, and I would have been annoyed to have any other merits in the eyes of such a society