The Death of Jonas Skat
Time is here Time is there It is of the Essence Lay down the plume mid-sentence Drop the beat mid-measure It is Time Our words will live on Our song forever sung It is Time Passions embrace A celebration of Life It is Time Hushed voices murmur Sweet notes of Love It is Time Sleep creeps softly To temper the Soul It is Time Now arise from the bed Return to the plough It is Time Jonas Skat sits in his tree Watching the play It is Time He acts not this Night For Death fells the oak It is Time LiNdA ...
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Mayan carved stone skull Copán Ruinas, Honduras Dedicated to the memory of Carl Theodor Dreyer Suffused light Shadowed brow Eye windows A doorway through the lips A film running Through a transcendent camera Words hang From silent banners Forsaking all color We play within Ombré scenes Awaiting the Vampyr Not impassioned cries Nor the tears of Jeanne d’Arc Shall dissuade The eaters of flesh Through windblown marram The sand grain inscribes our faces With a message of humanity Our scars will tell the story There is none so profound As to believe in no end Of time that passes Though we have passed Our love today Shall be tomorrow In a different realm No longer enchained For the death of love Gives rise to despair The depth of love Gives rise to life LiNdA...
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Scene from “Alphaville: une étrange aventure de Lemmy Caution”, French science fiction film noir by Jean-Luc Godard, 1965 If to use the senses Is to remove ones self From the realm of logic Then let us enter a realm Where our senses Do not convey an emotion And in this realm Where we do not convey A feeling Then we need not trouble ourselves If the feelings of another Are not taken into account And the journey becomes One long sequence of events Where past and future do not matter A spaceship in motion Moving to no destination And therefore to no end And I would Fly in this spaceship With you forever...
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Scene from Guy Maddin’s film, “Archangel” To taste the wine Is to drink the night And Darkness falls While words drip silently Upon a frozen breast And the flames are fanned As an urgent call to arms To this shadowy place That only light from Flickering candles Reveals two lovers Clasped in a dance of death Immortal souls Freed from their chains LiNdA
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Black and white images Rhythmic chatter of a spool Unwinding They play out a scene of love A silent movie That is not so silent Phrases and utterances With foreign subtitles On the outside Looking in And on the inside Looking out What is real And what is dream Real is illusion And dreams omnipotent A length of film Caught in a flame A melted cell Drops to the floor All that is left Is the Unconscious LiNdA 35mm nitrate film clipping, from the early years of cinema. Read more http://animalnewyork.com/2013/the-gorgeously-haunting-result-of-decomposed-nitrate-film-reels/...
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