
“I can’t even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don’t even hear a murmur of a prayer
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there”
(Bob Dylan in Not Dark Yet)
Visé (B)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"
With the eyes open you can see it everywhere
"They saw the glory of the world displayed; They saw the bitter of it, and the sweet; They knew the roses of the world should fade, And be trod under by the hurrying feet. Therefore they rather put away desire, And crossed their hands and came to sanctuary And veiled their heads and put on coarse attire: Because their comeliness was vanity." (E. Dowson in Nuns of the Perpetual Adoration) Visé (B)
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