Once upon a time, when the world was younger, a new plant sprouted that began releasing a strange new gas. It was poisonous and it started killing everything around it. That new, deadly gas was oxygen. This was, give or take, one of the stories my dad would tell me when I was a child, … Continue reading The Infinite Monkey Cage
Isidora & Promethea
Know that the scorched-black demons and the pristine, fluttering seraphs are in some sense naught but you yourself unpacked, unfolded in a higher space. Alan Moore, Promethea - Book 5
tara paternal aprovada
I heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says Life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says "Treatment is simple. The Great Clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor... … Continue reading tara paternal aprovada
promethea
I am Promethea The child who stands Between fixed earth and insubstantial air, A thought who yet treads matter’s rain swept strands, and mortals are the sandals that I wear I am Promethea, From mind's pure light I stoop into Earth’s gloom. From fable’s day descending into Fact’s cold weighty night, from lyric atmosphere to … Continue reading promethea
O Rasputine da Banda Desenhada
Pode parecer uma provocação apresentar um argumentista de BD como um autor a merecer o interesse dos leitores deste blog. Mais ainda se eu disser que considero o homem um dos maiores autores da língua inglesa. Para piorar as coisas, duas das suas obras foram adaptadas ao cinema de forma desastrosa. "A Liga dos cavalheiros … Continue reading O Rasputine da Banda Desenhada
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