My hours-long fall down the mountainside was abetted greatly by the discovery of two spruce sticks, barked and polished, found off the trail a ways and behind a tree, as if left by some thoughtful wood fae. 492 more words
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The night before Katahdin a disagreement over accomodations broke out, and there played out a perfect inversion of positions as per a Thomas Bernhard novel. My companion had wanted to sleep in the carpark before the hotel, to rise early, and to take breakfast in a gas station. 488 more words
Thomas Bernhard. Austria. 1982.
“…I could not help recalling how, time and again, my friend Paul had described his uncle alternately as a genius and a murderer, and every time I saw the Professor entering or emerging from the operating theater I wondered whether I was seeing a genius of a murderer entering, a murderer or a genius emerging.” pg 5… 311 more words
“denn machen wir uns nichts vor, die Köpfe, die uns die meiste Zeit erreichbar sind, sind uninteressant, wir haben nicht viel mehr davon als wenn wir mit ausgewachsenen Erdäpfeln zusammen wären, die auf wehleidigen Körpern in mehr oder weniger geschmacklosen Kleidern ein kümmerliches, leider gar nicht erbarmungswürdiges Dasein fristen.” 535 more words
Remember that guy who sent a massive backflip a short while ago? Today, Bernhard Braun is back with another video. This time, Braun displays his entire 2014-15 season edit—featuring shots from trips around Japan and Europe. 21 more words