Nihilistic tendencies

It’s only recently, during hypnagogic states, that I hear people talk or whisper, and I see grotesque images in my head like I was part of a nasty film. The scene starts with bleeding voodoo dolls looking like the drawing on KoЯn’s Issues CD-cover, except that the voodoo dolls are butchered. One looked like it had its Read More …

Silence in a rope

The more I write, the more discouraged I feel. I can’t find my way around this irony, and neither can I accept this paradoxical way of thinking. Also, I fell in love with Joy Division’s music ten years too late. If you say there’s never a “too late” for anything, then you are wrong. People Read More …

Sweet gore

I ruined my appetite for dessert by watching Cannibal Holocaust. I didn’t throw up, though. I did throw up after twenty minutes of Blair Witch Project years ago. Motion sickness is always such a nuisance! I like the theme song in Cannibal Holocaust – it softens everything a little bit, gives the movie some emotional touch. Read More …

Memento mori [cut]

There are two unpublished blog posts from last month. I’m evidently not doing that bad with my eight blogs a month. Spring has hardly started, and all they talk about is the weather and … [cut]. Instead of redrafting work, I’ve been watching tons of DVDs thanks to my flat mate’s amazing Lynch collection. I Read More …