ici l’energie restante dans mon corps_

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Dollars circulated as little sheets of paper and the only fabricants were sickly livestock
— Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell

hijaktaffairs:

that’s a solid tumblr theme…

a dead tumblr, but still recommend

Massive Attack - Teardrop
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crystallizations:

Teardrop - Massive Attack

(Source: mindlessramblingfromamusicalmind)

what if New Year’s is no more than a pesky #trendtopic for me?

there’s speech and violence available. ..what’s that? out of speech? ok then. i’ll take your _____ violence

Les fêtes de fin d’année sur ARTE

Concert, Opéra, Danse, cabaret · Lundi 24 décembre à 20h50 L’opéra de Donizetti L’Elixir d’amour avec Rolando Villazón vous accompagnera lors du réveillon de Noël précédé à 18h10 du traditionnel concert Christmas in Vienna donnée au Konzerthaus de Vienne. · Mardi 25 décembre à 20h55 Le documentaire Il est minuit, Paris s’éveille d’Yves Jeuland, qui fait revivre l’époque des cabarets d’après-guerre avec de très belles images d’archives et des témoignages de Jean Rochefort, Juliette Gréco, Charles Aznavour, Serge Lama, etc. · Mercredi 26 décembre à 18h40 Cécilia Bartoli dans un concert exceptionnel à Versailles où elle interprète son dernier disque Mission, aux côtés de Philippe Jaroussky. · Lundi 31 décembre à 18h10 Le Gala de la Saint Sylvestre, en direct de Baden-Baden en Allemagne, qui accueillera trois voix d’exception : Olga Peretyatko, Thomas Hampson et Rolando Villazón qui interprèteront des oeuvres de Verdi . · Mardi 1er janvier à 18h40 Le concert du Nouvel an de La Fenice à Venise. · Vendredi 4 janvier à 20h50 Don Quichotte, ballet de l’opéra de Paris, sur une chorégraphie de Rudolf Noureev, avec notamment la danseuse étoile Marie- Agnès Gillot.

(Source: arte.tv)

Ian Bostridge;Julius Drake - Die Forelle
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two of my fav composers reunited

Food is Evil

I don’t eat food, I look at it. And then it gets in my stomach. No feeling its texture on my palate, no smelling its tasty perfumes, no enjoying it. Only putting it inside my stomach.

When I see the food I’m eating, I think about how many days I’ll stop eating to get rid of all those calories. And then I think about the fat. The FAT. It’s awful. I can’t even look south of my shoulders without wanting to run about the block like crazy only to stop growing in size. I know it’s a good thing but I don’t do it anymore, jogging. I just don’t do it anymore. Dunno y. That’s the way it is (I used to be an above-average athlete not so long ago, so I know what I’m missing).

Whatever. Sport is for maniacs.

(It’s amazing how you can reduce the same number of cms around your waist with one week of intermittent fasting / one week of jogging for twenty minutes, medium to high effort, indoor treadmill, in the summer)

schizomania:

Well, where should I begin.
I had a pretty normal childhood. My dad played the organ in the city church and my mom was a nurse. I have a little brother one and a half year younger than me, and 3 elder siblings, 2 brothers and a sister. They had all moved out when I was born.

I was a bit of a…

THE FACE OF AGGRAVATION

alittlepieceofinsane:

This isn’t some tan girl covered in makeup with perfectly straight hair and a perfect smile. This is a girl with Pfeiffer Syndrome, who has had bangs her whole life to hide her forehead and struggles everyday to be okay with looking this way. She’s had several surgeries and will have a couple more. she can’t wear makeup much, her eyes are sensitive. Her jaw is misaligned. Her forehead is too thick and has to be shaven down. Her cheekdowns have to be moved forward by surgery. when she was four she had something called a ‘halo’ which was a metal circle screwed into her skull and jaw.

though she fought through it medically, she struggles everyday with the emotional sideeffects. she doesn’t look like her family or her friends. she may never look normal. she has depression and eating issues because of what she has had to accept about herself. she has done awful things to be pretty.

nobody ever sees her without makeup or without bangs.

until now.

She, is me.

and if I make your blog ugly, then don’t reblog this. but if you can be one of the few people in my life who I know are fully comfortable with it, than reblog this so people know.

you are beautiful. even if you don’t realize it, you are. everyone is,

no answer_

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