#“strangers passing in the street - by chance two separate glances meet- and I am you and what I see is me”

[go-go-devil]

The entire 3-minute city ambiance scene from Ghost in the Shell (1995) is already one of the best moments in all of cinema imo, but I NEED to talk about my absolute favorite part from it:

That brief moment when Major Kusanagi and a stranger with her exact same body model catch a glance at one another. How quickly the initial curiosity of seeing the doppelgänger turns into a feeling of unease as the boat carries her away.

She will never meet this stranger. She'll never know anything about her other than the simple reminder that every piece of her cybernetic body is not unique to her. There is no part of her other than her brain and all its memories that she has any true ownership of, and even that isn't immune to being hacked and potentially erased by outside forces. Despite being a part of a bustling city, all she can do is reflect on how utterly isolated she feels as a living being.

How can she possibly define her humanity when she herself is confined in the form of what is essentially a highly modified weapon? How can she relate to others when she has more in common with the mannequins on display in a shopping mall than with the any of the people walking the streets?

All of this inner turmoil at one’s own existence conveyed without a SINGLE word of dialogue spoken. Now that's the power of cinema if I've ever seen it!

#ghost in the shell #motoko kusanagi #animation #films #film analysis #it also reminds me heavily of one of my favorite lyrics from pink floyd's “echoes” #“strangers passing in the street - by chance two separate glances meet- and I am you and what I see is me”

[brooklynislandgirl]

What are Jon(athan) and Beth's songs?

(he still would prefer the pidgin pronunciation over Jon' :p)

Sweet Melodies || Accepting

Upwards of an hour and the entire time she is carved sandstone. A statue on her own plinth, unbothered by the smudge of his fingerprints in so far as his gaze can be felt. Try as hard as he might even the searing cold of his toneless questions do not pry under her skin and cryogenically cauterise her nerve endings. They both know it isn't like her, this malaise of spirit. More often than not she is a hair's breadth from actual violation of his austerity. Perhaps he is grateful then for the reprieve. Shadows are midway through their slow creep against the coffee shop's accent walls; woodlands, deer, black coffee, dark vanilla. Their passage only settles on her in semi-hindsight, and she rises. Still listless and silent. Looking anywhere but at him. She gets all the way to the door, hand on it. Almost free. She stops until her breath fogs the glass. Drifts listless as foam crested waves, indecisive. She stops close enough that were he to flex his fingers he'd brush indecently against the inside of her knee. The insipid dark knit of the tights. She cuts herself on the sharpness of his periphery and haemorrhages syllables that finally get strung together. "Here. For you." She cannot control whether he listens to it or not. She cannot decide which she'd prefer. ~*~

Echoes || Pink Floyd And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the where's or why's But something stirs and something tries And starts to climb toward the light

Strangers passing in the street By chance, two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand the best I can?

~*~

Enigma of the Absolute || Dead Can Dance Saloman hung down her head Laid bare her heart for the world to see. She craved for intimacy. Through darkened doors her aspect veiled with indecision, gazed out sea.

She craved lucidity. Cast adrift from past relationships in her life, Hoisted up the ideal. This was her saving grace. Seas of rage that once assailed her concern for the truth

Had passed her by and left her high and dry in her saviours arms. Across the sea lies the fountain of renewal, Where you will find the whole cause of your loneliness Can be measured in dreams that transcend all these lies And I wish and I pray that there may come a day for a saviours arms.

~*~ Desolation || Adam Hurst "....."

#nightmarefuele #Caught in a Cauldron|Jonathan Crane #Persecuted and Paralysed|Ionaka and Beth #Ivy Grows Over The Door|University Era #Demons With Subtle Guile|Gotham au #All Our Tomorrows|DC

[aaavatar-xy]

ECCOes

/Overhead the albatross Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves The echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine

And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the wheres or whys But something stirs and something tries And starts to climb towards the light

Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me And do I take you by the hand? And lead you through the land? And help me understand the best I can?

And no one calls us to move on And no one forces down our eyes And no one speaks and no one tries And no one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall Upon my waking eyes Inviting and inciting me to rise And through the window in the wall Come streaming in on sunlight wings A million bright ambassadors of morning

And no one sings me lullabies And no one makes me close my eyes And so I throw the windows wide Callin' you across the sky/

/italicize/

#pink floyd

[katrinagal]

Ryland Grace and Rocky are a perfect embodiment of my favorite Pink Floyd’s piece of lyrics from the song “Echoes”.

Strangers passing in the street By chance, two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand the best I can?

[MAJOR PHM SPOILERS INSIDE]

I know, Grace is a coward and an egoistic person but let’s be honest, he is just a normal average human being. On the contrary, Rocky is extremely brave. He’s been always ready to sacrifice his life for his people. I am not sure if this is a common Eridians' trait, or Rocky is a morally outstanding person, but this is just how it is.

And I absolutely love how Grace changes under Rocky’s influence. How he becomes a better version of himself. How Rocky assumes that Grace is as brave and selfless as himself, and Grace never disappoints him. I like how Rocky lovingly mocks Grace all the time but never really thinks bad about him. In fact, he praises Grace a lot, and Grace praises him, too.

And this is not all. If is was only about Grace’s transformation, it would have been pretty decent story. However, what makes “Project Hail Mary” an amazing story is the fact that the transformation is mutual. The moment Rocky realizes Grace will die much sooner that he thinks. The moment he wants to send Grace away, to make him go to Earth even if it means Erid will die. The moment Rocky realizes his friend's life is more important than anything else. This is a path towards one another. The bond stronger than anything else, stronger than the distance between them and even stronger than death.

#project hail mary #ryland grace #i'm not crying you're crying

[mewharley]

Lyricstuck WIP (2/??)

Happy 413! I have many idea for lyricstucks and I wanted to share my WIPs ❤️

Echoes - Pink Floyd

*Starts at 2:55

(* continues at 4:11)

Strangers passing in the street

By chance two separate glances meet

And I am you and what I see is me

And do I take you by the hand

And lead you through the land

And help me understand

The best I can

#413 #Homestuck #Lyricstuck #WIP #alpha kids #dirk strider #jake english #roxy lalonde #jane crocker #Alpha dave strider #alpha rose lalonde #rose lalonde #dave strider #my art #Echoes

[black-owl]

________________________________

Strangers passing in the street,

Незнакомые люди, идущие по улице,

By chance two separate glances meet

Два взгляда встречаются случайно

And I am you and what I see is me.

И я – это ты, а тот, кого я вижу – это я.

And do I take you by the hand

И я беру тебя за руку

And lead you through the land?

И веду по земле?

And help me understand the best I can.

И помоги мне лучше понять себя

________________________________

> Pink Floyd - Echoes

ᅠ

[yinnina]

Stranger Passing In The Street

Red.

You were seeing red everywhere. The floor, the bathroom curtains, the mirror, even your face was dripping with red velvet blood.

You had no idea how it happened. You weren't injured, but you had a pain in the back of your neck, almost as if telling you that you ain't dreaming.

But in the blink of an eye, everything was gone. The blood that was once scattered all over your [S/C] was gone.

You didn't know what happened in those seconds but decided to blame it in your imagination, not wanting to think that you needed to go talk to a therapist or anything about what just happened.

"I will literally kill myself if this house is hunted." You murmured under your breath, not wanting Anastasia, the head maid, to hear you.

You decided to go to your room, practice guitar and head out of the house, not wanting to bear with the dark thought of blood over the bathroom's white paint.

You sat by the window of your room, leaving it open to get some fresh air, and started playing Echoes, by Pink Floyd.

The song was a favorite of your parents, and you, being you, loved the song as well due to how similar you were to your parents. As a matter of fact, it was them who taught you so many things.

"Overhead the albatross, hang motionless upon the air,

"And deep beneath the rolling waves, in labyrinths of coral caves,

"The echo of a distant time, comes willowing across the land,

"And everything is green submarine."

Your fingers moved across the string smoothly, creating a legato sound.

"And no one showed us to the land, and no one knows the where's or why's,

"But something stirs and someone tries, and starts to climb towards the light."

You knew that with your window open, people could hear you playing, but you could care less.

Your favorite part was yet to come anyways.

"Strangers passing in the street, by chance two separate glances meet,

"And I am you, and what I see is me.

"Do I take you by the hand?

"And lead you through the land?

"And help me understand the best I can?"

"No one calls us to move on, and no one forces down our eyes,

"And no one speaks, and no one tries,

"And no one flies around the sun."

You knew your father would be proud of you for playing 23 damn minutes without bleeding fingers.

"Cloudless everyday you fall, upon my waking eyes,

"Inviting and inciting me to rise."

"And through the window in the wall, come streaming in on sunlight wings,

"A million bright ambassadors of morning."

"No one sings me lullabies, and no one makes me close my eyes,

"And so I threw the windows wide, callin' you across the sky."

Your fingers came to a stop once the song was done, hurting from pressing down on the strings.

You looked out the window, and what you saw made you stop thinking.

Vance Hopper was sitting just outside of your home, chilling as if I wasn't a creep move to watch someone in their home.

Neither of you said anything at all, you simply closed your window and decided to head out the main door.

Once you were out of the house, you saw that Hopper was no longer there.

"Weird. He better not have gotten kidnapped in such a short amount of time" You joked around.

You decided to head to the Grab-N-Go before heading out to see Gabby to play at the arcade.

Once you entered, you saw that Hopper was already playing his little game.

'Just grab your shit and go, stop staring.' You thought to yourself.

"Hey, you got a phone here?" You asked the cashier.

"Yeah, but you will have to pay to use it." Fucker.

You pulled out a dollar bill, telling him to keep the change and called Gabby right away before he could have a chat with you.

"This is Gabby speaking." You heard her say at the end of the line.

"Gabby, you ready yet? I'm impatient." You scolded her.

You believed she snapped her fingers by the sound of it, "Oh yeah! Heading out right now, where are you?"

"Grab-N-Go."

"For what? To see Hopper?" You felt her smirk through the phone.

"Ew, no way!" You were cut short by the cashier.

"Hey, hurry up, I don't wanna hear you ramble." He said rudely.

"Shut it, I don't think you remember but I'm basically your pay, so you either shut your trap up before I sew it shut." You pointed your finger at him while still on call.

"Cashier?" Asked Gabby, to which you responded with a hum.

"Well, I'm heading out of the house right now, I'll see you at the Grab-N-Go." She said.

You gave the phone to the cashier and gave him a bad look, almost as if a warning to not say anything.

You turned around, and met with the eyes of the one and only, Vance, fucking, Hopper.

"Watching me again like the creep you are?" You questioned.

He shrugged, "No idea what you are talking about, [L/N]."

"Don't give me that do goody good bull shit, you were watching me at my own home."

"Not really, more like listening, since your dumbass decided to play guitar next to an open window for the world to hear how bad you play."

"Bad?!" You basically yelled, "I don't think you remember, but I played for almost 25 minutes! And guess who stayed behind to listen."

You made eye contact with him, "You."

"I simply wanted to see how bad you are at the guitar."

You clicked your tongue.

"Please, I bet I'm better at guitar than you, thank you very much."

"Whatever makes you sleep at night." He laughed lightly.

"Oh, I sleep very well at night, it's you who should be worried about not sleeping."

"[Y/N]! Let's go, I'm bored to hear y'all fight like an old married couple!" Said Gabby, standing in front of the door

You rolled her eyes at her and held eye contact with Hopper once more before leaving for the arcade.

#vance hopper x you #vance hopper x reader #tbp vance #vance hopper #vance #the black phone #tbp

[slopmaster9000]

∞?

"strangers passing in the street, by chance two separate glances meet, and i am you and what i see is me" from Echoes by Pink Floyd

#man you got lucky this one has so many good ones to pick from

[swimmingleo]

Is it Strangers passing in the street by chance two separate glances meet 😔

and I am you and what I see is meEeEee..

#echoes is the og soulmate rock song and harry has been taking notes 💅 #asks

[youreverydayblues]

Strangers passing in the street

By chance, two separate glances meet

And I am you and what I see is me

And do I take you by the hand

And lead you through the land

And help me understand the best I can?

#pink floyd #echoes #wish you were here #space rock #rock and roll #alternative rock #rock music #david gilmour #syd barrett #roger waters #richard wright #nick mason

[sesamecd]

Strangers passing in the street

By chance, two separate glances meet

And I am you and what I see is me

#echoes #pf #david gilmour #meddle

[notmuchtoconceal]

"Okay, this is a new piece and it's called

The Return of the Son of Nothing."

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Planets Meeting

Face to Face

Bound to the Air

of Light

How Sweet ~

If Purposely

We Might Embrace

A Perfect Union

Deep In Space

If Ever Might This

Once Relent

and Give us Leave

to Shine as One

our two lights here

forever one light

b l e n d e d

and in that

longing

to be won

the parting sons

shine as one

i see you've got to

travel on

and on and on

around the sun

o O o

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in the street

by chance

Two Separate Glances

Meet

and I am You

and what I see

is Me

And do

I take you

by the hand?

And lead you

to the land?

And help me understand

the best I can?

and No One

calls us

to Move On

and no one

forces

down our eyes

and No One

Speaks

and No One

Tries

and No One

Flies

Around the Sun

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Cloudless

every day you fall

upon my

Waking Eyes

Inviting and

Inciting Me

to Rise ~

and through

the window

in the wall

come streaming in

on Sunlight Wings

A Million Bright

Ambassadors

of Morning

and No One sings

me lullabies

and no one makes me

close my eyes

So I throw

the windows wide

and Call to You

Across the Sky ~

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#to get a feeling #princely and aristocratic mind #apollo as the symbol of self #temporal displacement #i am the day #my favorite inside source #see you as you see me #two mirrors in the smoke #bro love

[loveeveryoneoftenblog]

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[spiralwizardtowerlibrary]

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[spiralwizardtowerlibrarystation]

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[nosce]

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