We (13 art and film lovers) ended up in the same master's degree program, and within a few months of meeting each other we were inspired by the idea of ​​creating something together. The proposal to publish samizdat about cinema was made one day “over coffee and cigarettes,” drowned in a lot of “it would be great.” “Coffee and Cigarettes” (2003), dir. Jim Jarmusch We started with the name. The idea of ​​being called “K!” sounded almost immediately, but we didn’t want to stop so easily.

Romanticization of the object is separated from sexual attraction. In the sense that I feel sexual attraction to many individuals, but I romanticize only one. Although, it happened that the objects of romanticization also alternated quite quickly.

I got myself a fear account I'll post my fears there Strahogram is not Instagram There are not likes here, but grams The more grams of insurance The more weighty your fear I've posted one scare for now She's on my fear chart I'm five on it My mother and I came to the circus During intermission, my mother wanted to take a picture of me and the python.

The evening is getting better. Good evening. The day is caustic. I Lev has two cracked kittens in his arms. They are young, but their souls are old. Very big\old. The head of one is in Leo's one hand, the head of the other is in the other. The kittens cracked from the divine love breaking through. From love, which made Leo passionate and subordinate to her fatal will.

Don't live in two worlds: Either here or there! Stand firm on your feet The world does not tolerate deception... ─ the world is beautiful for those who agree to peace ─ start with conclusions ─ there is no love.net address on the Internet. Because love exists... ─ don’t look for morning stars at sunset ─ if your wife is half of you, this does not mean that you are half of woman ─ You have burns from hot keys ─ the doctor told me, he apparently knows a lot about computers.

Philosophy is the mirror of the soul: a saving, preserving, connecting principle; acting according to the law of reason. CHAPTER ONE Oh, men! I Elevate your soul and mind in contemplation. When you look closely at the movement of water, are all the features of the nature of its structure visible? Let us hasten to console ourselves with philosophy. But so sweet is the sleep of reason! II Each part of the body is capable of acquiring experience, and therefore knowledge.

The wind was swinging on the swing, but it seemed that the swing was just swinging on its own and there was no wind. This baby has arrived. He is happy: there is no more folder that was bothering us. My head hurts. A-A-A-A! The throat is dry, and the trees are damp from the rain, and from the same rain the puddles look like huge ditches full of pus and black water. Still water. It was like a cramp.

In recent days, the Palestinian-Israeli conflict has flared up with renewed vigor. Artist Olga Zhitlina shares a translation of a poetic essay by director, Israeli-Palestinian from Haifa, Amir Nizar Zuabi, as well as her own foreword. *** “At first you are surprised by the sound of the siren, then it begins to appear in the horn of every car passing by, and after some time you catch yourself impatiently waiting for it: where is she? Where is it, my dose of adrenaline!