Cinephile - Blog Posts
the only thing that keeps me sane these days
it's just me and my physical media against the world
i wish i could just live in movie land where there’s just movies and they don’t end until i want them to
the last criterion closet flopped but i gotta havw faith
one day i will be here
MOVIES ABOUT TWIN FLAMES (imo)
The Notebook
Only You (1994)
Before Trilogy
Ma chi ti conosce?
Serendipity
Elemental
Pride & Prejudice
Other movies that you might like with similar themes: A Walk to Remember, Love at Second Sight, The Tearsmith (cringey, but that's the vibe), Moulin Rouge!
The only things that matter to me are my tumblr, spotify, and pinterest the rest can go fuck themselves
“I tried to distract myself from my thoughts, but instead, i felt lonely. i found myself yearning for trees, leaves, ground, and water. they became so dear to me. i wanted to hug them and just forget everything else.”
august in the water (1995)
Sleeping Man (1996)
Bumpkin soup (1985)
Call Me by Your Name
The Florida Project (2017)
|| dir. Sean Baker
|| cinematography: Alexis Zabé
|| distributor: A24
Teaser for my new web series!
عندما أصابني سوء الحظ و بدأ الناس ينظرون إلي بازدراء بكيت على نفسي بمرارة وصليت لكن السماء لم تستجب لدعائي و لم تشفق علي , لذلك فقد صببت اللعنات على حظي تمنيت لو كنت شخصاً آخر يمتلك حظاً و أملاً أكبر و يمتلك الكثير من الأصدقاء تمنيت لو كانت عندي موهبة هذا و فرصة ذاك و في أقسى ساعات كراهيتي لنفسي خطرت لي, و عندها تغير حالي كما هي حال القبرة التي تشدو في الصباح أغاني تصل إلى بوابة السماء- لأن التفكير بك يجعلني غنياً جداً إلى درجة أنني أرفض أن أتبادل الأدوار حتى مع الملوك
-شيكسبير
I used to see you with my heart
This is the first time, that I see you with my eyes. For the first time, my hands don't tremble when you're sitting next to me. For the first time, I don't feel like I'm flying. It is the first time that I realize, you're much shorter than the sky of my dreams.
I didn’t fall in love, I walked right into it with steady steps and eyes open to their limit. I’m standing in love, not fallen in it. I want you with my full awareness.
| Ghada al-Samman
I am a strange woman
I could not fit into the streets inside me nor could i accept the outside world. I had walls that i built in desperation, locked myself in the rooms of isolation.
I am afraid that the feelings that have accumulated in me will suddenly explode and scatter me into granules.
If you want to befriend me, you will have to endure many things.
love is out of fashion
poets have killed love they wrote so many things about it that no one believes them anymore i thinks it's very normal because true lovers suffer and remain silent.
I want to write a letter of resignation,
a letter in which I apologize for not being able to fulfill my duties to others and to myself. To be said that he/she was here, but they left and never came back.
I want everyone to wait for me, without ever returning.
Painting by - Martin Brado
Ayrılırken...
İlk gecede,
Bu gecenin geçmeyeceğini hissedeceksin,
ve gece alışılmadık derecede karanlık,
Sessizlik dayanılmaz bir gürültü haline geldi,
Yatağın mezarlık, örtün kefen,
kalbin inliyor, aklın mücadele ediyor,
ve gözyaşların bir alev,
Sokaktaki sesler seni sinirlendirecek, kardeşinin şakaları seni sinirlendirecek, annenin ısrarı seni sinirlendirecek, yemekler tatsız ve su tuzlu, odanızın ne kadar küçük olduğunu fark edeceksiniz. Tavsiyem...
Kimseye başvurmayın! özellikle ilk gece, kimseye ulaşmayın. Ve erken yatma, teslimiyetin başladığı yer burası, kırıldığın için iyi olduğunu söyleme ve kendini eski mesajlara bakmaktan alıkoy, onlar bir şey ifade etmez çünkü onlar eskidir. Ve hiçbir şarkı dinleme, bu bir tuzak! Ve ağrınız organik olmadığı için herhangi bir ilaç almayın çünkü o tür ağrılar uyuşturulamaz. acınızı hissedin ve sessizce yaşayın, bir odada ya da deniz kenarında. En önemlisi… kendi başınıza
- Farid Emara
‘
When parting…
On the first night,
You will feel that this night will not pass,
and that the night is unusually dark,
Silence has become an unbearable noise,
your bed is a cemetery, your cover is a shroud,
your heart is moaning, your mind is struggling,
and your tears are a flame,
The noises on the street will piss you off, your brother's jokes will piss you off, your mother's insistence will agitate you, the food is tasteless, and the water is salty, you will notice how small your room is, and that these four walls are not enough to accommodate all this mess...I mean the one inside you. You will feel that you are all alone.
My advise
Do not resort to anyone!
On the first night specifically, don’t reach out to anyone. and don’t sleep early, this is where the surrender begins. don‘t say " I'm fine " when you're broken, and stop yourself from looking into old messages, they don’t mean anything. Don't listen to any songs, because that's a trap! And don‘t take any medicine because that kind of pain cannot be numbed. feel and live your pain in silence, alone in a room or by the sea.
Most importantly…by yourself.
- Farid Emara