The theme of this post is the darkness from which there can be no reprieve.
Odi et Amo, from Englabörn by Johann Johannsson
This takes as its text Catullus 85:
Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior
I hate and I love. Why do I do this, perhaps you ask?
I know not, but I feel it happening and I am tortured.
Meisje In Auto (naar Prelude No. 20 In C Minor Van F. Chopin)
from L’Autopsie Phénoménale de Dieu by Kreng
13 Angels Standing Guard Round the Side of Your Bed from He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts Of Light Sometimes Grace The Corners Of Our Rooms by Silver Mt. Zion
And as a bonus some disturbing and erotic visuals to go with the 13 angels from Gaspar Noé .
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