"You'll be the rhythm, and I'll be the beat."

"I can't get this trumpet out of my head"




[lyrics: lykke li, "melodies and desires", "this trumpet in my head"]
[painting: rene magritte, "la belle captive"]

You have denied yourself a self.

You have abstracted your flesh
into a formula of hope.

And yet, and yet . . .

Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire. The world, unfortunately, is real;

I, unfortunately, am Borges.

-Jorge Luis Borges, "A New Refutation of Time"