James Franco as Allen Ginsberg in Howl

James Franco as Allen Ginsberg in Howl

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“Boy Lilikoi” by Jónsi (new song from the solo album of the lead singer of Sigur Rós)

Sigur Rós has always had the ability to make me feel emotions, uplifting me and placing me in a mood where my perspective is entirely different. There is nothing like driving on a sunny day and listening to Ágætis byrjun. This song is no different. So beautiful and uplifting and happy.

"By all means marry; if you get a good wife, you’ll be happy. If you get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher."
— Socrates
Ordering a copy of this.

Ordering a copy of this.

“Ambling Alp” by Yeasayer

"Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, in you I wrap a thousand onward years."
— Walt Whitman in A Woman Waits for Me
Just finished watching Gomorrah (directed by Matteo Garrone), an Italian film about the Camorra, the oldest criminal organization in Italy. The film jumps from several stories which includes a young deliver boy eager to get into neighborhood gang, a tailor that takes a secret job with a rival Chinese factory, a businessman illegal dumping toxic waste, and two teenagers that are obsessed with Scarface and want to make a name for themselves in the crime world. It’s violent and shocking and makes you ill, but it exposes you to a world that you could have never imagined. It takes a documentary-style approach that is reminiscent of Babel. Just about every Italian gang member looks like some sort of bedazzled, tan-infused Guido with gold chains and athletic gear. The Camorra is responsible for at least 4,000 murders in a thirty year period and the money earned by the group’s illegal activities are then reinvested in legal activities. The gang has even invested money into the reconstruction of the Twin Towers in NYC. Their activities also expand into textile, tourism, restaurants, banking, and they have a monopoly on toxic waste dumping. Overall, it was an informative and highly recommend film.

Just finished watching Gomorrah (directed by Matteo Garrone), an Italian film about the Camorra, the oldest criminal organization in Italy. The film jumps from several stories which includes a young deliver boy eager to get into neighborhood gang, a tailor that takes a secret job with a rival Chinese factory, a businessman illegal dumping toxic waste, and two teenagers that are obsessed with Scarface and want to make a name for themselves in the crime world. It’s violent and shocking and makes you ill, but it exposes you to a world that you could have never imagined. It takes a documentary-style approach that is reminiscent of Babel. Just about every Italian gang member looks like some sort of bedazzled, tan-infused Guido with gold chains and athletic gear.

The Camorra is responsible for at least 4,000 murders in a thirty year period and the money earned by the group’s illegal activities are then reinvested in legal activities. The gang has even invested money into the reconstruction of the Twin Towers in NYC. Their activities also expand into textile, tourism, restaurants, banking, and they have a monopoly on toxic waste dumping. Overall, it was an informative and highly recommend film.

I am in good spirits though. My body feels awake for the first time since the girl in the room, not just my subconscious in control and waking up in the middle of the street without a sense of how my battered feet got there. In that time frame, my body has been perfectly the same but the mind has been placed elsewhere, feeling like I was overseeing my actions but had no influence on the decisions that my appointed mind decided upon. I do not doubt that the miserable nauseated state is going to appear again, making me loathe the world and its inhabitants with such a disgust that makes me literally want to push them off a cliff and watch them fall because they do not meet my expectations of what others should be. I cannot keep on living with this horrible state of mind that has been present in the last few days or weeks, it is ugly and contagious and feels more like death than being alive and present in the world that I choose to create. What is vital now is to take the present of what it is, which right now involves me being in good spirits and feeling quite normal. Maybe tomorrow I will feel like the monster that I once was, and then I will proceed to do whatever it takes to subside that monster while at the same time attempting to understand what makes this beast grow and grind its teeth against the bones of my conscious. It’s as if today is the last good day on earth and I am choosing to dance around with this girl in front of me and smile and feel alive and pretend that my purpose is known. Tomorrow will never come, it will never appear and its all going to be flushed down a black hole and never appear again because the universe has decided to pump its arms and show the authority it once had over our little floating orb that is a giant snowball in our opinion.

“Slight Figure of Speech” by The Avett Brothers

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Themed by: Hunson