Tuesday, June 8, 2010

David Bowie - Station To Station

"Our earth is round, and, among other things, that means that you and I can hold completely different points of view and both be right. The difference of our positions will show stars in your window I cannot even imagine. Your sky may burn with light, while mine, at the same moment, spreads beautiful to darkness. Still we must choose how we separately corner the circling universe of our experience. Once chosen, our cornering will determine the message of any star and darkness we encounter."
- June Jordan

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Elvis Costello - Pump It Up

"It is not so much what you believe in that matters, as the way in which you believe it and proceed to translate that belief into action."
- Lin Yutang

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Prince - Let's Go Crazy Live 1983

"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart ... Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens."
- Carl Jung

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Prince - Let's Go Crazy & Kiss Live - Arsenio Hall Show

"Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other."
- Carl Jung

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Prince - Erotic City Basement Rehearsal

"The great problems of life — sexuality, of course, among others — are always related to the primordial images of the collective unconscious."
- Carl Jung

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Thursday, June 3, 2010

Bruce Springsteen & Jackson Browne - Running On Empty

"The ancient pulse of germ and birth
Was shrunken hard and dry,
And every spirit upon earth
Seemed fervourless as I.
At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom.
So little cause for carolings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware."
- Thomas Hardy

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