Coincidence or prophecy? It snowed in London last year & now the governments’ lies are exposed in a story linked with sky (“from the skyline shine the lies of the government’s singular history”). I say Brett Anderson & Suede have predicted the second coming. It is happening, now. She will rise. She will rise.
“My Dark Star”
In a hired car she will come to England from the sea
And as the tide flows the London snows will come.
And from the SKYline shines the lies of the government’s singular history
So in a hired world she will buy a gun
And she will come from India with a love in her eyes
That say oh how my dark star will rise
In rented gear 2000 years we waited for a man
But with a tattoed tit she’d die for us all tonight.
And she will come from India with a gun at her side,
Or she will come from Argentina
With her cemetery eyes that say
Oh, how my dark star will rise,
…and she will rise.” —
« La mode, ce par quoi le vraiment fantastique devient un instant universel. »” —Traduction par Dàvid Ranc, http://davidranc.com
Ali Kawashima’s entry, “As the dark and mysterious stranger approached, Angela bit her lip anxiously, hoping with every nerve, cell, and fiber of her being that this would be the one man who would understand – who would take her away from all this – and who would not just squeeze her boob and make a loud honking noise, as all the others had”, won the romance award.
Very interesting work by Mathieu Bernard-Reymond
I randomly ranted that in paintings & drawings from the middle-ages, it is not uncommon to see the same character repeated: the work portrays different stages of the same story. Something similar is happening here!
Do YOU think we have just witnessed the most exciting Tour de France stage in 10 years?
/Fashion dies young, this is what makes its lightness so grave./” —
Jean Cocteau. Le Grand Écart. (Musée « La Piscine », Roubaix).
[Traduction par] /Translation by/ David Ranc.