vision bell

We see movies in which people are represented as being in love who never talk with one another, who fall into bed without ever discussing their bodies, their sexual needs, their likes and dislikes. Indeed, the message received from the mass media is that knowledge makes love less compelling; that it is ignorance that gives love its erotic and transgressive edge. These messages are often brought to us by profiteering producers who have no clue about the art of loving, who substitute their mystified visions because they do not really know how to genuinely portray loving interaction.
—  “all about love: New Visions” by bell hooks

Two days of Marvel movie promo images:

  • Ryan Reynolds as Deadpool in Deadpool (2016)
  • Charlie Cox as Daredevil in Daredevil (2015)
  • Jamie Bell as the Thing in Fantastic Four (2015)
  • Paul Bettany as the Vision in Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015)
  • Ben Hardy as Angel in X-Men: Apocalypse (2016)
  • Corey Stoll as Yellowjacket in Ant-Man (2015)
Ode to Santorini

By Odysseus Elytis

You came out of the thunder’s belly
Shuddering in the penitential clouds
Bitter stone, tested, defiant
You summoned the sun to be your first witness
To confront with you the impetuous radiance
To open out with a crusading echo in the sea

Sea-woken, defiant,
You thrust up a breast of rock
Scored with the south wind’s inspiration
For pain to engrave its guts there
For hope to engrave its guts there
With fire, lave, smoke
With words that concert the infinite
You gave birth to the voice of day
You raised,
To the green and rose porticos of vision,
The bells struck by the exalted intellect
Praising the birds in the mid-August light.

Close to the wave’s thud, to the foam’s lament,
Among the eucharists of sleep
When night wandered through the wildnerness of stars
Searching for the testimony of dawn
You experienced the joy of birth.

You were the first to leap forth into the world,
Porphyrogenite, sea-begotten,
You sent to the far horizons
Blessings nurtured in the sea’s vigils
To caress the hair of daylight’s waking hour.
Queen of the heartbeats, and wings of the Aegean,
With words that convert the infinite
With fire, lava, smoke,
You discovered the great lines of your destiny.
Now justice stands revealed before you
Black mountains sail in the brightness
Longings dig their craters
In the heart’s tormented land
And from hope’s struggle a new earth is made ready
So that on a morning full of iridescence
The race that vivifies dreams
The race that sings in the sun’s embrace
May stride forth with eagles and banners.

O daughter of the highest wrath
Sea-begotten, naked,
Open the glorious gates of man
So that health may sweeten the land
The senses may flower in a thousand colours
Their wings spread wide
So that freedom may blow from all directions.

In the wind’s proclamation flash out
The new, the eternal beauty
When the three-hour-old sun rises up
Entirely blue to play the harmonium of creation.

Certe volte ti dimentichi le cose che hai vissuto. Le lasci da parte perché ti sembrano infantili, prive di senso, e allora le abbandoni lì a farsi seppellire. Le rimuovi, fino a che non succede qualcosa che te le fa ricordare. E allora cambia anche la visione della realtà.
—  Il rumore dei tuoi passi
When we reveal ourselves to our partner and find that this brings healing rather than harm, we make an important discovery - that intimate relationship can provide a sanctuary from the world of façades, a sacred space where we can be ourselves, as we are…. This kind of unmasking - speaking our truth, sharing our inner struggles, and revealing our raw edges - is sacred activity, which allows two souls to meet and touch more deeply.
—  John Welwood (via All About Love: New Visions, by bell hooks)

“You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you, and it’s like a goddamn tragedy, because you look at him and see the stars, and he looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is just looking at the ground.” {LISTEN}

a bellarke mix. 

dark matter - andrew belle | visions - the maine | renegades - x ambassadors | flares - the script | the only one - james blunt | the lightning strike - snow patrol | home - birdy | worry - jack garratt | all is now harmed - ben howard | foxbeard - run river north | gold - wake owl | into the fire - thirteen senses | resolution - matt corby | blind - hurts | what if - coldplay | turn around - early winters | echo - jason walker | fly - ludovico einaudi