...Hence it doesn't matter that you feel continuously reduced to silence, that your own discourse seems to you smothered beneath the monstrous discourse of the amorous subject: in 
Teorema the "other" does not speak, but he inscribes something within each of those who desire him—he performs what the mathematicians call a catastrophe (the disturbance of one system by another): it is true that this mute figure is an angel.
A Lover's Discourse, 
Roland Barthes
"Vücuduna bak. Sevgisizlik ve güvensizlikten acı içinde."
Luc Besson | Angel-A, (2005)
Don't expect us to believe that this angel is a terrorist.
#getoutofrafah
Maalesef Öyle.
"Vücuduna bak. Sevgisizlik ve güvensizlikten acı içinde."
Luc Besson | Angel-A, (2005)
Barnabas İncili’nin akibeti nereye varacak?
Barnabas İncili’nin akibeti nereye varacak?
1983 Kışında, Şırnak'ın Uludere kazasına bağlı "Kela Memo" mevkiinde av köpekleriyle avlanmaya çıkan Timurhan Ağa ve adamları bir ara köpeklerini kaybederler. Köpeklerinin yeraltı gibi bir yerden seslerini işitirler. Mağara gibi bir yerden girdiklerinde aşağıya doğru yol olduğunu
If I Must Die
If I must die,
you must live
to tell my story
to sell my things
to buy a piece of cloth
and some strings
(make it white with a long tail).
So that a child, somewhere in Gaza
while looking heaven in the eye,
awaiting his dad who left in a blaze —
and bid no one farewell
not even to his flesh
not even to himself —.
Sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up above,
and thinks for a moment an angel is there
bringing back love.
If I must die
let it bring hope,
let it be a story.
Rıfat el-Arir
Aphrodite, set me free
Find a way to let me leave
As the future, it unfolds
I leave the past and turn to gold
angel baby..
Halo , ışık halkası ○ hale
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standin' in the light of your halo
I got my angel now
It's like I've been awakened
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