hesitant aranta



depicted

[foto de ºCHiViSº--flickr]

incoming
Nicomachean Ethics//Aristotle
Eudemian Ethics//Aristotle
Poetics//Aristotle
De Anima//Aristotle
Cause, Necessity and Blame//Richard Sorabji
The Fragility of Goodness//Martha C. Nussbaum
Essays on Aristotle's Ethics//Amelie Rorty (editor)
Aristotle's Theory of Action//David Charles
Aristotle on Moral Responsibility//Susan S. Meyer
The Fabric of Character//Nancy Sherman
Choosing Character//Jonathan Jacobs
Aristotle's Psychology//Daniel N. Robinson

Volta//Björk
Medùlla//Björk
Vespertine//Björk
Vespertine Live at the Royal Opera House//Björk

Carbon Monoxide//Marlboro Reds
caffeine in not so large ammounts

a whole lotta love

secondary bibliography

overt influences
straying

[...]
Wie ich mechanisch eine neue Zigarrette drehe und die braunen Stäubchen mit feinem Prickeln auf das weißgelbe Löschpapier der Schreibmappe niedertaumeln, will es mir unwarscheinlich werden, daß ich noch wache. Und wie die feuchtwarme Abendluft, die durch das offene Fenster neben mir hereingeht, die Rauchwölkchen so seltsam formt und aus dem Bereich der grünbeschirmten Lampe ins Mattschwarze trägt, steht es mir fest, daß ich schon träume.
Da wird's natürlich schon ganz arg; denn diese Meinung wirft der Phantasie die Zügel auf den Rücken. Hinter mir knackt heimlich neckend die Stuhllehne, daß es mir jäh wie hastiger Schauder durch alle Nerven fährt. Das stört mich ärgerlich in meinem tiefsinnigen Studium der Bizarren Rauchschriftzeichen, die im mich irren, und über die einen Leitfaden zu ferfassen ich bereits entschlossen war.
Aber nun ist die Ruhe zum Teufel. Tolle Bewegung in allen Sinnen. Fiebrisch, nervös, wahnsinnig. Jeder Laut keift. Und mit all dem verwirrt steigt Vergessenes auf. Einst dem Sehsinn Eingeprägtes, das sich seltsam erneut; mit dem Fühlen dazu von damals. [...] Vision. Proza-Skizze//Thomas Mann.


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30.9.07

:: pueril ::

what does it really take to let go of things?_is it mere passive forgetfulness?_or rather a conscious decision to struggle to attribute less importance to certain aspects of an action committed -or, for that matter, of an action not committed-?_is it really in one's power to stray away from things definitory of what one is?_are they really so relevant in what that of which i think about when i use the word "me" has come to be?_it pains me terribly to know that i cannot escape my tendency to judge too harshly, too self-centered-ly, too much in absence of many relevant features of the circumstances surrounding what has been._ i am but too negligent towards others, i resent their judgment of my actions in ways i would not accept my own judgements to be resented._i am terribly unjust, the utmost child regarding interpersonal relations._i need not be, i want not to be so._ what does it take to really let go of this way of seeing things?

coming in through my ears:: Comatose (In the Arms of Slumber)//Eagle-Eye Cherry

 


24.9.07

:: y ::

While you are away
My heart comes undone
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn
The devil collects it
With a grin
Our love
In a ball of yarn
He'll never return it
So when you come back
We'll have to make new love

coming in through my ears:: Unravel//Björk

 


23.9.07

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i've been siting in front of this broken down computer for a greater number of hours than i would've liked._not a single line, not one coherent concatenation of words has been added to that file i am to turn in in less than a couple of months._my feet are now numb and it seems i cannot smoke one more cigarette without getting a headache._i simply cannot concentrate._it's as if i had forgotten what i was about to write exactly as my fingers gently slid from one letter to the next over my keyboard._i've already showered twice today, in hopes of remembering how exactly to write down all i've been thinking the past few days._no good._it's terribly frustrating to acknowledge just to what extent i am unable to do the thing i've been taught to do for the last five years._i'll stay up tonight trying to get something done.

coming in through my ears:: Rock and Roll//Led Zeppelin