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aschenblumen · 4 days
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La música en este caso, una vez abandonado el mundo del agua y su penumbra [prenatal], una vez que el humano ha emergido chorreante sobre la orilla pulmonada, en el sol del nacimiento, se vuelve una apostasía del lenguaje que será adquirido progresivamente en el mundo externo y su respiración. Es a partir de este desacuerdo entre latido cardíaco (rythmos) y canto pulmonado (melos) que algo intenta seguirse, tensarse, distenderse, dejarse, volver, armonizarse. Los verdaderos músicos son los que aflojan la cuerda de la lengua. Dejan una parte de humanidad. Hacen lo contrario de Alcibíades en Atenas. Dejan que la vieja unión fatal retome todo su poder sobre el cuerpo. La música vuelve a sumergir el cuerpo en el continente sonoro en el que se movía.
—Pascal Quignard, Butes (cap. XII). Traducción de Carmen Prado y Miguel Morey.
A propósito del cumpleaños de Pascal Quignard, hoy 23 de abril.
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cuerposilvestre · 7 months
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Referencia de iluminación, propuesta para Butes
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dirtytransmasc · 8 months
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Alicent being ignored as a parent during those first few years. Alicent being expected to take care of aegon, while also allowing Viserys to take him whenever he so pleased, to show off and pass around like a model toy. Alicent being denied her child whenever lords and ladies were around. Alicent only getting him back when she was at her wits end, stressed after being separated from him for so long, watching people hold him wrong, play with him wrong, touch him wrong. Alicent only getting him back when he is fussy and no longer a source of entertainment for Viserys and his guests. Alicent holding her baby close to her chest during outings or events, stiffening when people ask to see him, hesitant to release her grip on him. Alicent biting her tongue when people ask to "give her a break" when she really wants to tell them that it's her baby and she's perfectly capable. Alicent being so exhausted from guests and Aegon being so little and full of energy, and her second pregnancy, causing her to doze with Aegon in her arms, only to nearly lash out when someone tries to slip him from her arms, engulfing him in her arms as if to fend him from hungry wolves. Alicent carrying him around, even as she grows tired, her arms burning and back aching, so she knows he is safe, away from prying hands and acrid whispers, away from his father's attempts to use him for amusement purposes. Alicent feigning a smile, feigning composure and enjoyment, when really, she just wants to be home, in her chambers with her son, where no one can bother them, where they aren't props meant to smile and wave for a man who does not love them.
(inspired by this reblog of my post from earlier. cause yes, @squgs [hope you don't mind me tagging] is right, she would very much go to war for her baby)
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ib3li3v3you · 3 months
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HE WAS SO EXCITED AND GIDDY LOOK AT HIM HES LIKE “omg felix is taking me out cos immmm the birthday boyyy” I FEEL SICK HIS LITTLE TEETH N DIMPLE POPPING OUT THE LIL SHOULDER HUNCH UGH SICK AND TWISTED
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nobrashfestivity · 2 months
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Mary Ellen Bute, Passages from Finnegan’s Wake 1966
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wild-e-eep · 1 year
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Frosty ruins in the settlement of Balnakailly, Bute.
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wgm-beautiful-world · 1 month
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St. Conan's Kirk - SCOTLAND
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mostlythemarsh · 9 months
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Down a Country Road
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kaynes-secret-blog · 6 months
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Imagine if Oscar takes the stone and becomes scratch's host but like
Still keeps his lucidity
Cause if scratch is like John, a fragment, there's still a chance Oscar can... Idk keep his mind?? Like Arthur did
I really want this to happen
So I can hear the betrayal in his voice when he realizes Arthur did this to him
That it was the one he called his purpose that betrayed him in the end, that turned him into a monster.
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thebarroomortheboy · 6 months
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
SPOOK SPORT (1940) | dir. Norman McLaren, Mary Ellen Bute and Ted Nemeth
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gummys-selfships · 11 months
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I have never played a legend of zelda game, I've never been interested in the series, BUT ONE BUFF MAN WITH HUGE TITS HAS GRABBED ME AND THROWN ME IN THERE AND I DONT KNOW WHEN THE HYPERFIXATION WILL STOP HELP
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thoodleoo · 9 months
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when you think youre getting a special treat but instead some asshole puts BUTE in it and it tastes bad!!
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duusheen · 6 months
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💍💕
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dobythealpaca · 7 months
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quick lil b day sketch cuz i am now OLD!!1!1!!!✨✨✨🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊
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nobrashfestivity · 2 months
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Mary Ellen Bute, Passages from Finnegan’s Wake 1966
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angiec333 · 2 months
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View of the Isle of Arran from Ettrick Bay on the Isle of Bute, Scotland
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