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We'll Always Have Summer

September 27, 2016 / BY Fashioned by Pluche
Some nights ago. Walking with my father. The sun is setting. People are leaving. The sky is red. The grass is green. (Stating the obvious is never obscene). We're walking. Together. It's getting cold. I'm gold. Lit by the light of the sun. Filled by the delight of the moon. Sleep is near. I can feel it. I want to be it. Today is the end. The end of summer has come.  I'm walking with...

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Dressed to Kilt: Structuralism & Poststructuralism

September 22, 2016 / BY Fashioned by Pluche
No one gets angry at a mathematician or a physicist whom he or  she doesn't understand, or at someone who speaks a foreign language,  but rather at someone who tampers with your own language. Jacques Derrida We're going to talk Structuralism and Poststructuralism today... yay Structuralism and therewith Postructuralism are two theoretical methods that mostly concentrates around language and the structure of language (hence 'structuralism'). However these methods can also be applied to analyse human...

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The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennesy: The (un)Reality of Death & Other Happy Thoughts

September 20, 2016 / BY Fashioned by Pluche
People are not easy to know.  They're not easy to know, so if you don't tell them how you feel,  you're not going to get anywhere.  Nina Simone So who'd thought that people on the verge of dying of cancer could be so entertaining? I was quite apprehensive when starting Rachel Joyce's The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennesy. Mainly because it starts with a hospice and cancer. Both things (and topics) I'd typically rather...

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I Blame It On The Heat (An Experiment)

September 15, 2016 / BY Fashioned by Pluche
The sweat on my back compensates for the tears I won't shed. I can't take criticism when it's hot. Or when it involves my intelligence,  comprehension. I AM stupid. I am stupid. I'm sitting in the train. I feel like I'm being choked. (I'm being choked). I'm wearing bright orange. I wish I was wearing black. My head feels like a push door that's being pulled. I need to take a deep breath. (I can't...

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I Was Watching...

September 14, 2016 / BY Fashioned by Pluche
Always eyes watching you and the voice enveloping you.  Asleep or awake, indoors or out of doors, in the bath or in bed - no escape.  Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimeters in your skull. From 1984 by George Orwell   (I've never read it. yet). Who needs a degree, anyway? Just some thoughts while I was procrastinating from what I actually supposed, needed, to do. I was watching [this] Wisecrack video...

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The Hunters Jacket | Spongebob Squarepants

September 10, 2016 / BY Fashioned by Pluche
The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on  whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun. P.G. Wodehouse   What are we hunting for?* I was watching [this] interview with Stephen Fry (and Robin Williams) from 2002. Stephen, I may say Stephen, was promoting a book -his book- on bears (Rescuing the Spectacled Bear: a Peruvian Diary, for those interested). Early on in the interview Stephen said something...

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