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Video Hallucii - Escher
A drunken chubby guy lost his consciousness on his way home. After he woke up, he found himself trapped in an endless-looping staircase. He triedhard to escape, but the truth is another nightmare...
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Alejandra Pizarnik
Recuerdo mi niñez /cuando era una anciana /Las flores morían en mis manos /porque la danza salvaje de la alegría /les destruía el corazón / Recuerdo las negras mañanas de sol /cuando era niña /es decir ayer /es decir hace siglos.
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Kafka
El tiempo que te ha sido concedido es tan breve que, tan pronto como hayas perdido un segundo, habrás perdido toda tu vida, pues ésta no es más que eso: es siempre tan larga como el tiempo que pierdes.
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La cultura catalana
La cultura catalana ha dado figuras importantes en casi todos los ámbitos de la cultura -artes y humanidades- y también en el campo de la investigación científica.
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La literatura catalana en Internet
Como hace explícito su subtítulo, LLETRA es un "espacio virtual de literatura catalana", un lugar para la literatura catalana en Internet. Un lugar que informa ordenadamente sobre las páginas web existentes y donde, a la vez, se editan nuevas páginas y nuevos contenidos. Un lugar que es a la vez portal y web con contenidos propios.
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Otto Müller
El objetivo primordial de los expresionistas era transmitir sus emociones y sentimientos más profundos.
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A Dream within a Dream
"Tales of Mystery and Imagination
Edgar Allan Poe" (Narration Orson Welles)
For my own part, I have never had a thought
Which I could not set down in words
With even more distinctness that which I conceived it.
There is however a class of fancies of exquisite delicacy
Which are not thoughts and to which as yet
I have found it absolutely impossible to adapt to language.
These fancies arise in the soul,
Alas how rarely, only at epochs
Of most intense tranquillity
When the bodily and mental health are in perfection.
And those mere points of time
When the confines of the waking world
Blend with the world of dreams.
And so I captured this fancy
Where all that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
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To nie ptak (It´s not a bird)
It´s not a bird. She´s hustling in a colorful dress From time to time turning her head And smiles You could swear That you saw her wings yesterday When she was trying to hide them Under the dress But she She´s not a bird Can´t you see It´s not a bird She´s not a bird It´s not a bird Can´t you see With her every move she tells you she loves you But you are looking for the feather in a colorful lace Because you sure You saw the shade of the wings And that´s why you built a cage But she This day When the darkness will steal your heart She will be in the window laughing through tears With flowing hair And turned into raven jump Only to come back to here But as Bird of paradise Because you wanted this As a bird of paradise
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