Wednesday 22 June 2011

who is madeleine?

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he woke me up giving me a book called bonjour tristesse. he doesn't even know he seduced me doing that.
then i put on my high heels of prostitute and took some pictures.
i watched vertigo a few days ago and i'm obsessed with it. i've been thinking about it all the time since then i listen to this over and over


and i just came to the conclusion of what hitchcock is telling us. love doesn't exist at all. what we understand for love is just an imaginary idea. it's as crazy as truly beautiful. love is just an image in our head, it's not even a material thing, it's not a living person but a dead one, green and inanimate, a bizarre and dark feeling we dream of all the time. we never see madeleine. who is her? we'll never know. we fall in love of ghosts who vanish. our mistake is wanting to keep them for us.

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1 comment:

yosoyjoss said...

Excelentes fotos!