I promise you a rose garden geestelijke ontmoetingen vleselijke ontladingen de tuin als afrodisiacum Sunday, June 21, 2009
I promise you a rose garden
geestelijke ontmoetingen
vleselijke ontladingen
de tuin als afrodisiacum
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Mandragora officinarumSatan’s appleAlruinwortel
scopolamine hyoscyamine atropine mandragorine
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Á mon seul désir
De dame en de Eenhoorn1480-1490
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Granaatappel
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Granaatappelboom
Malus punica
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Hypnerotomachia Polipihili
Francesco Colonna1499
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Het Parisoordeel
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Het arcanum Pfaueninsel
Heiligen See, PotsdamFriedrich Wilhelm II, 1793
(Voor Wilhemine Enke, gravin van Lichtenau)
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L’année dernière á MarienbadScenario André Robbe-Grillet
Regie Alain Resnais
1961
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The GardenDerek Jarman
Dungeness, Kent1986-1995
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The Garden of Love
I went to the Garden of LoveAnd saw what I never had seenA Chapel was built in the midstWhere I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shutAnd "Thou shalt not" writ over the doorSo I turn'd to the Garden of LoveThat so many sweet flowers bore.
And I saw it was filled with gravesAnd tomb-stones where flowers should beAnd Priests in black gowns were walking their roundsAnd binding with briars my joys and desires.
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I walk in this gardenholding the hands of dead friends.Old age came quickly for my frosted generation,Cold, cold, cold, they died so silently.Did the forgotten generations screamOr go full of resignation,Quietly protesting innocence?I have no words,My shaking hand cannot express my fury.Cold, cold, cold, they died so silently.
Linked hands at 4 a.m.,Deep under the city you slept on,Never heard the sweet flesh song.Cold, cold, cold, they died so silently.
Matthew fucked Mark fucked Luke fucked JohnWho lay on the bed that I lie on,Touch fingers again as you sing this song.Cold, cold, cold, we die so silently.
My gilly flowers, roses, violets blue,Sweet garden of vanished pleasures,
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