First of all, I have a fair bit of Scorpio in me, astrologically speaking, and so this year I have been creating “Freudian” or otherwise weirdly coincidental situations for my Piscean frie...
A rather unpleasant update as per 13 Dec 2008: I have just found out that the English version of the video which was in this post has been taken down on YouTube for “the violation of Community G...
I wrote The Word in 2006, and then it took two years and a Dublin Heidegger student to write a review of it. Paul Ennis is writing a Ph.D. thesis on Heidegger, “mostly on topological concerns, b...
Я не должна сказать, как дорог ты. Это загадка даже для меня, Кто должен лучше знать. И тайны той Открыть я не посмею глубины. Когда был май, любила я тебя; Казалось мне, мы вечность обрели. Я там был...
The old London bus, originally uploaded by loscuadernosdejulia. The photo you see in the post was made in London this July, as I was walking from the Strand to Trafalgar Square (I took the picture fro...
A microphone is I. I am a microphone. Since childhood, this question has been stuck in my head: people stand in front of the microphone, and speak, and speak, but what does the microphone think in the...
I don’t remember when, or how, I developed this strange fascination for streetlights. The fascination is such that I admitted a few years ago in a company of the uni friends that I approach each...
Unfortunately, I cannot update the previous post with the video I put up on YouTube. The video is a montage of the photos I took and the audio I recorded in Manchester on the day of the game. In addit...
I want to love you, but I know not, how; To call your name – but is there such a name That may become you? To the spheres above I now entrust the knowledge of the same. I barely hope and yet I a...
It’s been a while since I posted any translations from the most adorable Amiral, so I’m about to rectify this omission. I’ve only recently discovered this hit song from 1980s and, as...